What kind of bear was the great Gungun?
An Ancestral Bear!
Born extraordinary, its brilliance eclipsed the world, its arrogance knew no bounds. A mid-grade innate spiritual treasure-how often had anyone seen it use one?
I hardly ever use them because they don't feel right! For a bear like me, if you want me to be satisfied, you have to offer at least a high-grade innate numinous treasure. That's the bare minimum!
Gungun thought to itself that it had really wasted its effort pretending to be timid and afraid of death, pointing out a clear path for him to secure Jiejiao's fortune. And in the end... oh, forget it. Since Tongtian was such a fool and an idiot, it would overlook his stinginess.
"Whew, whew~" Whistling as it thought, Gungun waved the Fly-Whisk in its hand a few more times, then flicked it over its left forearm. A faint smile spread across its big, chubby face as it said softly, "I am the Panda Daoist!"
"Off I go!" Then Gungun stepped onto a cloud with its right foot and turned into a streak of auroral light, shooting toward the Dragon Palace.
Deep in the East Sea.
Ao Yue was ready. Hands clasped behind his back, he stood before the Crystal Palace, waiting somewhat anxiously for Gungun to return.
Gungun's earlier words had made him worry that Tongtian might make things difficult for it. Fortunately, he did not have to wait long before a streak of auroral light shot in and landed before him, turning into a smiling, fat bear holding a Fly-Whisk. It was none other than Gungun.
"Fellow Daoist Gungun, what's all this?" Ao Yue raised a hand and pointed at Gungun's outfit.
"Oh, the Shangqing Saint gave me this. It doesn't feel quite right to use, but