In a corner at the very edge of the crowd...
"Wang Dacong... don't you think our master is a little too outrageous?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, mind your words! How could we possibly fathom Master's divine abilities?"
Just as the two fellow disciples were whispering...
"Crunch... crunch..."
The sound of chewing and smacking lips came from beside their feet.
The two looked down.
Gray Gray was sprawled on the ground, gnawing on the newly sprouted spirit grass with immense relish.
What divine might of creation? What splitting heaven open with a single thought?
Gray Gray couldn't care less. All the donkey knew was that the grass the master conjured was not only plentiful, but delicious!
"Hee-haw~~"
Gray Gray gave a contented snort while chewing.
Delicious!
Watching Gray Gray feast, Wang Yan couldn't help feeling a flicker of admiration.
"Donkey Martial Uncle truly is a model for us all..."
"...Huh?" Li Tiezhu froze.
Wang Yan pointed at Gray Gray, who was happily chewing on the ground, his eyes filled with admiration. "Faced with Master's supreme miracle, neither you nor I could contain ourselves."
"But Donkey Martial Uncle? A mountain could collapse before him without changing his expression; a deer could leap up beside him without making him blink!
"All of this... in Donkey Martial Uncle's eyes, it isn't even as real as a mouthful of grass!"
"The great Dao is simplicity itself..."
Li Tiezhu: "..."
He listened, utterly dumbfounded. Just then, Gray Gray seemed to have eaten too much and let out a loud fart with a "pfft."
"..."
Fuck!
Simplicity itself, my fucking ass! The donkey was just hungry!!!
And what the fuck was this 'Donkey Martial Uncle' business!?
While this pair of Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix were talking on entirely different frequencies, Si Chen had completely stabilized the