As Ye Han listened to the member of the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race, his brow twitched. Looking skeptical, he said, "An immortal treasure?! Old Thief, don't joke with me. You'd dare bring out a treasure like that and show it to me?"
Although they were on fairly good terms and could even be considered friends who had faced life and death together, there was one taboo among cultivators: precious treasures could stir covetous hearts. An immortal treasure was something out of legend.
He had always suspected that his Purple Cauldron was a treasure of that caliber, perhaps even above the level of a supreme-grade immortal treasure...
As for the Heaven-Turning Treasure Pagoda and the Abyss-Slaying Long Halberd, he felt they belonged among pseudo-immortal treasures. They could not be true immortal treasures.
If word of a treasure of this caliber got out, who knew how many cultivators would covet it?
Never show your treasures to others-how many cultivators regarded that maxim as an ironclad rule!
Now this member of the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race had brought out a little wooden bottle and immediately called it an immortal treasure. How could Ye Han believe him?
Old Thief chuckled. "Sure enough, I can't fool you, Fellow Daoist Ye. But the genuine treasure really is an immortal treasure, called the Twelve Divine Monkey Immortal Bottle. Its divine abilities are so potent and its might so immense that even high-level cultivators across the various realms covet it. Several great battles have been fought over it!"
At this point, Old Thief toyed with the Twelve Divine Monkey Immortal Bottle in his hand and said, "Mine isn't a genuine immortal treasure, but it possesses one-tenth of the Twelve Divine Monkey Immortal Bottle's might. It's an immortal-treasure clone of the Twelve Divine Monkey Immortal Bottle!"
Hearing this, Ye Han's eyes