Chapter 449: Yu Lin Goes Mad

Yu Lin hides in the shadows, watching Tang Seng and his disciples travel westward, bearing witness to everything along the way.

In the Kingdom of Bhikshus, the Longevity Star's mount, a white‑deer spirit that plotted to use 1,111 children's hearts as medicine to extend life, was exposed by Sun Wukong; the Longevity Star hurried over, but could only watch helplessly as his mount was struck dead with a staff, its form and spirit annihilated.

In the bottomless cave of Empty Sky Mountain, the golden‑nosed white‑haired mouse spirit that stole the Buddha's fragrant flower candle, calling itself "Half‑Section Guanyin" and also "Earth‑Surge Lady," schemed to trap Tang Seng for a marriage plot. Li Jing and Nezha led heavenly soldiers and generals to the mortal realm, subdued it, and took it back to the Heavenly Court for judgment.

In Tiger‑Mouth Cave of Leopard‑Head Mountain, the yellow lion spirit that spent money buying pigs and sheep from mortals, though a demon, surprisingly kept some rules.

After its ancestor, the Nine‑Spirit Primordial Saint, was personally taken to the mortal world by Taiyi Jiuku Heavenly Venerable, the yellow lion spirit was also about to fall to Sun Wukong and his staff, but Yu Lin, unusually moved with a hint of compassion, subtly guided it in secret, allowing it to escape with its life.

Later, he simply gave it to Yuan Tiangang's mount, which was roaming the Human World, thus providing it a proper path, and Yuan Tiangang joyfully exclaimed, "Comrade Yu, your generous gift!"

As for the three rhinoceros spirits in Xuan Ying Cave of Qinglong Mountain, who masqueraded as Buddha, they swindled the people of Jinping Prefecture out of large quantities of fragrant oil, feasting on abundant incense offerings, knowing only how to take and never considering to give back to the countryside or protect any region.

They even threatened the common folk that without incense offerings they would cast a spell to bring drought.

This oil was priced at two taels of silver per tael, each jin at thirty‑two taels of silver; three lamps, each jar holding five hundred jin, three jars total fifteen hundred jin, worth forty‑eight thousand taels of silver, plus miscellaneous fees for use, exceeding fifty thousand taels, yet it only lit three nights.

One can imagine the huge burden this placed on the locality.

Taking what should not be taken without bearing the corresponding responsibility and karma, the karmic burden already clings, and disaster is fated.

Yu Lin did not act.

If, after enjoying the incense offerings, they could briefly consider the common folk's suffering and perform some good deeds, perhaps they could truly accumulate merit and become a regionally recognized incense deity—not impossible.

Alas, greed clouds the heart, and they are destined to perish.

As they traveled, they gradually approached Ling Shan of Tianzhu.

That day, they arrived at the capital city of Tianzhu.

Inside the city, lanterns and streamers lit the streets, crowds swarmed, and it turned out that a jade‑rabbit spirit disguised as the king's "princess" was atop a colorful pavilion, tossing embroidered balls to seek a bride.

Yu Lin was hidden among the crowd watching the spectacle, when his gaze suddenly halted.

On the pavilion, besides the princess in splendid robes holding an embroidered ball, three familiar figures stood beside her—long‑absent Dragon Lord, Qilin, and White Tiger!

These three fellows were now gathered around the jade‑rabbit spirit, squinting, whispering, and clearly up to no good.

According to the "script," the jade‑rabbit spirit was supposed to toss the embroidered ball to Tang Seng, staging a "real‑vs‑fake princess" and "forced groom" scene.

But now…

Under the urging and "guidance" of the three, the jade‑rabbit spirit's beautiful eyes fluttered, scanning the crowd below, glancing past the Tang Seng separated by soldiers, and finally locked onto Yu Lin hidden among ordinary citizens!

Her pretty face flushed, jade arm lifted lightly, the embroidered ball tied with red silk traced a graceful arc, perfectly aimed, soaring straight into Yu Lin's arms!

Yu Lin: "Hmm?"

"What are you doing?"

The embroidered ball landed in his embrace, soft to the touch, scented with powder.

Looking up, he met the jade‑rabbit spirit's eyes, shy yet teasing, casting a flirtatious glance at him, while the three beside her laughed uproariously, with sly eyes and faces full of "mission accomplished" smugness!

Yu Lin stared at the embroidered ball in his arms, then at the four "colluding" figures on the stage, a corner of his mouth twitching.

He was about to say something…

"Got him! Got him!"

"Got the handsome young master! Got the handsome young master!"

Before the onlookers below could react, the Dragon Lord, Qilin, and White Tiger on the stage already raised their throats and shouted with the loudest cheers!

While shouting, they ushered the embroidered maid, palace ladies, and a host of eunuchs down from the pavilion, rushing straight to Yu Lin, bowing in unison with perfectly synchronized, supremely respectful voices:

"Honored one! Honored one! A heavenly good match!"

"Please, honored one, quickly accompany us to the throne hall, meet His Majesty the King, celebrate the marriage, and fulfill this blissful union!"

Especially the Dragon Lord, who shouted the loudest with the most exaggerated expression, as if "Come watch the fun!" were written on his face.

This sudden commotion naturally caught the attention of Tang Seng and his disciples nearby.

Zhu Bajie stretched his neck to look, Sha Seng showed curiosity, and Tang Seng frowned slightly.

Sun Wukong squinted his fiery golden eyes, staring intently at Yu Lin surrounded by the crowd, his golden eyes flashing.

"Strange… this person… why does old Sun feel a hint of familiarity? Their aura also seems… like I've seen it somewhere?"

Sun Wukong felt puzzled; he tried to pierce the disguise with his fiery golden eyes, only to find the figure shrouded in an invisible mist, no matter how he cultivated, he could not see the true face or foundation, only a vague sense of profound depth.

"Never mind, perhaps it's some immortal playing in the mortal world; as long as it doesn't obstruct the master, let it be."

Yu Lin felt Sun Wukong's probing gaze but paid it no mind.

He looked at the overly "enthusiastic" crowd, especially the three mischievous bastards with the Dragon Lord, and suddenly laughed.

He casually tossed the hot‑potato‑like embroidered ball from his arms, precisely hurling it back into the Dragon Lord's embrace.

"Apologies for your kind gesture, I have received it," Yu Lin cleared his throat, his voice modest yet clear, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"It's just… I'm naturally a bit unusual, not fond of ordinary women."

He paused, and under the curious gazes, continued leisurely:

"My lifelong preference is those… divine‑beast rarities."

"For example, divine dragons, White Tiger, or perhaps Qilin, and the like…"

As he spoke, his gaze drifted deliberately over the Dragon Lord, White Tiger, and Qilin, a knowing smile curling his lips:

"I've heard that these divine‑beast rarities are not only robust and mighty outwardly, with great resilience, but inside they're also tender and delicate, possessing a unique charm."

"When you get close, that's truly… very comfortable!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "great resilience," "tender and delicate," and "very comfortable," his eyes teasing with almost overflowing ill intent.

Dragon Lord: "…………"

Qilin: "…………"

White Tiger: "…………"

The three who were just smug, waiting to watch Yu Lin's spectacle, were instantly petrified!

They glanced at each other, each seeing the same terror reflected in the other's eyes.

Done!

Yu Lin went crazy!