"I really didn't expect it to be like this."
"I had no idea that the Great Ming King and Ksitigarbha had a conspiracy."
"Master, you should see clearly!"
"No matter how foolish I am, I know that if you become a Saint, the benefits you can provide me are something the Great Ming King absolutely cannot."
"How could I betray you and help outsiders?"
The Six-Eared Macaque cried out in grievance, screaming in defense.
He does not have Sun Wukong's physique, and the terrifying methods of the Underworld naturally cause him unbearable pain.
Back then, it seemed like he was evenly matched with Sun Wukong.
In fact, it was only because the Tightening Spell suppressed Sun Wukong's physique.
Sun Wukong stole Flat Peaches, consumed the Immortal Pill, and in life was refined endlessly; his physique was tempered thoroughly.
The Six-Eared Macaque could steal all his skills, but he could not replicate his physique.
And this has always been his regret.
