Lin Tian looked at him strangely.
Was this really that foolish monkey?
Could it really be that those who touched ink turned black? Had following me for so long taught even a monkey to play tricks?
Still, it was a workable plan. Unfortunately, the monkey later learned that he had not been invited to the Flat Peach Banquet, flew into a rage, and wreaked havoc there.
Otherwise, he might really have bluffed his way through.
Still, it was a good thing that the monkey was willing to use his brain.
Lin Tian smiled and praised him, and the monkey basked in it.
Afterward, Lin Tian left and returned to the Spirit Vine Sect.
Over the next few days, Lin Tian visited the Flat Peach Orchard from time to time.
With the Spirit-Devouring Insects the monkey had found to take the blame, the two had no reservations and swept up every ripe nine-thousand-year flat peach.
There were eighteen in all. Together with the eight the monkey had eaten earlier, that made twenty-six.
That was the entire yield of nine-thousand-year flat peaches for the year.
At the Flat Peach Banquet, nine-thousand-year flat peaches were the centerpiece. Only immortals and Buddhas of exceptionally high standing had the privilege of enjoying them.
To be treated to nine-thousand-year flat peaches by the Queen Mother, one had to be at least on the level of Guanyin of the Southern Sea.
Of the eighteen peaches, Lin Tian ate ten, gaining ninety thousand years of magic power in total.
The monkey ate eight. Added to his previous eight, that made sixteen, more than Lin Tian had eaten.
Lin Tian could only lament that he had arrived too late. He had never expected the monkey to be so bold as to steal what he had been entrusted to guard