The Six-Eared Macaque was utterly bewildered.
Damn, what had he just thrown away?
And how had the Appraisal Ability of this bastard in front of him—or perhaps some bastard hiding nearby—developed in such a bizarre direction? Aside from his staff at the beginning, what kind of things had they taken?
What a peculiar taste in collectibles!
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck the Six-Eared Macaque, and an ominous thought crossed his mind.
That bag was the Wind Bag he had stolen from the Wind God.
It wasn't that the Wind Bag was particularly powerful.
Never mind the Wind God's Wind Bag; even that deity herself was nothing special in the Six-Eared Macaque's eyes. As far as he was concerned, she was a junior. In fact, at least seven or eight of the treasures he had just thrown out were far more impressive than the Wind Bag.
So why had the other party chosen the Wind Bag and passed over the more valuable treasures?
If there was anything that set the Wind Bag apart, it was that he had stolen it from a god of the Immortal Realm.
And that Water Mirror Talisman was countless times crappier than the Wind Bag, yet it had been taken too.
What was special about that Water Mirror Talisman? It had recorded his exploits wreaking havoc among the various gods of the Immortal Realm lately.
The Six-Eared Macaque certainly had peculiar hobbies, enough to rival Teacher Guanxi.
Now that the Water Mirror Talisman had been taken, wouldn't all his earlier efforts be wasted if the other party released the footage sealed inside?
The whole reason he had been stirring up trouble in the Immortal Realm was to create chaos and provoke conflict between the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and its various gods. If he