Chapter 437: Life‑Saving Fine Hair

"Great King! Great King!"

"That guy has already left! He's gone far!"

"Great King, do you want to come out and eat something? Or…"

"Get lost!!!"

A violent roar echoed from inside the cave, startling the monkey demons into shrinking their necks and scattering like birds and beasts.

Inside the cave, the Six-Eared Macaque crouched on the ground, clutching its head, its eyes filled with "doubtful monkey life" staring straight at the floor as if trying to see through the stone.

"How does he know… how could he know…"

"No father, no mother… six ears…"

"Could he also have six ears? Hear across the three realms? No…"

"And he even said… said he was willing to listen to my confession… that tone… that look…"

The Six-Eared Macaque, irritated, scratched the hair on its head, making its already messy hairstyle even worse:

"Tsk! I didn't know, I even thought you were my big brother!"

He muttered endlessly, turning over each word and glance Yu Lin said, trying to find traces of conspiracy.

Yet no matter how he recalled, he still couldn't understand Yu Lin's actions and thoughts.

"So annoying!" the Six-Eared Macaque growled, deciding not to think further, he leaned back, and with a "Bang" he fell onto the hard ground, limbs splayed, staring at the uneven stone ceiling of the cave, beginning a long daze.

His thoughts were chaotic, sometimes recalling the bewilderment of being born alone in the world, sometimes the loneliness of eavesdropping on secret matters and knowing the world with no one to confide in, and sometimes being inflamed by Sun Wukong's name that resonated across the three realms...

Time slowly passed amid this chaotic thinking and empty daze.

It could have been a few days, or perhaps a few months.

A burst of angry voice seemed to pierce the space, exploding directly in his six keen ears:

"Master! Why are you so fickle?!"

"Earlier those bandits were beaten and killed, you didn't accuse Old Sun of wanton killing, and now you want to drive me away because of these bandits?!"

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Since Master distrusts Old Sun so much, then let me go! This scripture, you can take it yourself!"

This voice… this tone… this content!

The Six-Eared Macaque, as if struck by a bolt of electricity, sprang up from the stone bed, eyes flashing with astonishing brilliance!

"Opportunity has arrived!!!"

He instantly became full of vigor, all emotions tossed far into the clouds.

He extended his right hand, and the "Willful Iron Rod Soldier" in his ear automatically flew out, landing in his palm.

He leapt off the bed, ready to rush out of the cave.

"Great King! Great King! You finally emerged!"

"Great King, where are you going? Should we follow?"

"Great King…"

The monkey demons guarding outside the cave, seeing him finally appear, immediately swarmed around, chattering all at once.

The Six-Eared Macaque, impatient and fiery, had no intention of dealing with them, waved his hand and prepared to soar.

"Great King! Wait!" an older monkey suddenly remembered something and shouted hurriedly:

"That person before… when he left, he left something for you!"

"Hm?" the Six-Eared Macaque, already half a step out of the cave, abruptly stopped, turned his head, a flash of surprise in his golden eyes:

"What did he leave?"

The old monkey quickly pointed to an inconspicuous stone platform beside the cave entrance:

"There! We youngsters dared not move it, we've kept it for you!"

Following the direction, the Six-Eared Macaque saw that the smooth stone platform indeed held three… hairs?

He stepped a few paces closer, examining carefully.

They were three slender strands, their whole bodies shimmering with a faint golden light—fine hairs.

Beside the hairs, a few small characters were etched on the stone platform with fingertip pressure:

【Life‑Saving Fine Hair】

"Life‑saving… fine hair?" the Six-Eared Macaque felt a shock in his heart.

He naturally knew Sun Wukong possessed three "life‑saving fine hairs" bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Though his Willful Iron Rod Soldier could mimic the form and power of the Golden Cudgel, he lacked such a close‑quarters life‑saving treasure.

If he truly intended to impersonate Sun Wukong before Guanyin Bodhisattva, this might be a flaw.

And now Yu Lin actually gave him three… seemingly equally effective "life‑saving fine hairs"?

What on earth does he intend?

Help me disguise better? Give me a few extra lives at critical moments?

Could it be… he really is my big brother???

The Six-Eared Macaque's mind was once again a bit short.

Yu Lin's actions completely exceeded his comprehension.

His six‑ear divine ability could hear countless secrets of the three realms, yet it could not hear Yu Lin's thoughts, or rather, his ability failed against Yu Lin.

"Can't figure it out… completely can't figure it out…"

The Six-Eared Macaque shook his head vigorously, temporarily suppressing these chaotic guesses.

He gazed at the three golden fine hairs lying quietly on the stone platform, hesitated, and finally reached out to take them.

"Regardless of your purpose…" the Six-Eared Macaque murmured softly, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes:

"I've noted it."

"He Sun Wukong distinguishes gratitude and resentment; I, the Six-Eared Macaque, also distinguish gratitude and resentment!"

He gathered the three hairs, then without delay, his body flickered and turned into a stream of light that shot out of the cave abode, mounting the Somersault Cloud, he determined the direction and rushed toward the place where the voices of Xuanzang and Sun Wukong's argument had come from, speeding away!