Wukong's eyes were sharp and his hands swift.
He braced the bottom of the bowl with one palm.
Just then.
A sudden clatter sounded behind him.
Whoosh!
The Nine-Toothed Rake flew out of the white light.
Its teeth plunged into the snow, its handle humming and trembling.
Then the Demon-Subduing Treasure Staff, Fire-Tipped Spear, Demon-Slaying Sword, and Demon-Cleaving Saber came tumbling out one after another.
The Demon-Binding Rope landed in the snow in a coil.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle smashed into the rock, leaving only half of it exposed.
The Embroidered Ball bounced a few times and rolled to Wukong's feet.
Little Fire Wheel spun along the ground for over a hundred feet, struck a boulder, and bounced back.
Fire Dragon raised his head and let out a long roar.
Fire Horse kicked his four hooves wildly.
Bows, arrows, spears, carts, gourds, Fire Crow, Fire Mouse, and everything else the ring had captured came clattering down, strewn across a vast stretch of ground outside the cave entrance.
Wukong glanced back.
He blinked.
The Yellow River Water Earl turned too.
"Great Sage, is he returning everything?"
Wukong had naturally noticed.
He slowly withdrew the hand supporting the bowl and took two steps toward the cave entrance.
He flicked the handle of the Nine-Toothed Rake with his toe.
The rake flipped over and landed firmly in his hand.
Wukong hefted it. Its aura was right too.
It really was genuine.
He planted the rake in the snow, then pulled out the Demon-Subduing Treasure Staff beside it.
That was genuine too.
Wukong raised his eyes.
Great King Si leaned against the cave entrance, holding the Diamond Ring.
A few lesser demons behind him craned their necks, their faces full of reluctance, but none said a word.
Wukong surveyed the Magic Treasures scattered across the