I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital

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Chapter 1110: Jade Tablet Forest

Hearing that voice, Lin Qiye’s heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look.

It was none other than the Taibai Jinxing, whom he had met before.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, put down the celestial brew in his hand, and in a flash appeared in front of Taibai Jinxing. Half of his cassock billowed in the wind as he grabbed Taibai Jinxing by the collar, his oppressive gaze fixed on him:

“I wondered who it was; turns out it’s you, old geezer…”

“Great Sage? Is it really you?” Taibai Jinxing’s eyes widened. “Great Sage, you’ve returned?!”

“Old geezer, don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Just pretend you haven’t seen me today, and no one can say a word about it… Understand?” Sun Wukong said fiercely.

From a distance, Lin Qiye stared blankly at Sun Wukong’s back. He couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, but at that moment, Sun Wukong seemed different from the Buddha of Victory in Battle who had just opened the hospital room, radiating with Buddha light… He seemed to carry more of the aura of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

“Understood, understood.”

Taibai Jinxing nodded repeatedly.

Once Sun Wukong released him, Taibai Jinxing let out a slight sigh of relief. “Great Sage, it’s been a hundred years. Why have you reverted to your previous wild… uh, carefree self? Also, why did you come here instead of going to the Lingxiao Palace upon returning to the Heavenly Court?”

Taibai Jinxing walked past Sun Wukong, his gaze landing on the two engraved wooden plaques, and suddenly froze.

He turned to look at Sun Wukong. “Great Sage, did you come here to erect a monument for them?”

“Is that a problem?” Sun Wukong frowned slightly.

“It can be done, but…” Taibai Jinxing hesitated.

“But what?”

“Sigh, Great Sage, and Lin Xiaoyou… please follow me.”

Taibai Jinxing waved his whisk, summoning a patch of white clouds, and stepped onto it.

Sun Wukong’s frown deepened.

“Great Sage, come with me. I’ll take you to a place.” Seeing Sun Wukong standing still, Taibai Jinxing called out again. After a moment of silence, Sun Wukong bent down to pick up the black bag from the ground and followed him onto the white clouds.

“Where are you taking me?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

With another wave of his whisk, the three figures quickly vanished into the horizon.

…

Soon, they slowly descended in the central area of the Heavenly Court.

This was a grand hall lined with magnificent divine monuments made of white jade. There weren’t many jade tablets—only six or seven—but each was several dozen meters wide and over a hundred meters tall, shimmering with a faint white halo under the sunlight.

Sun Wukong felt somewhat unfamiliar with this area; he could confirm that a hundred years ago, the Heavenly Court did not have this place.

As Sun Wukong stepped off the cloud and surveyed the towering white jade monuments, he was about to frown and say something when his gaze fell on two of them, and his pupils constricted slightly.

Lin Qiye followed behind him and, upon seeing the gilded inscriptions on the surfaces of the two jade tablets, was equally stunned.

—Great Xia’s National Guardian General, Western Pure Land Envoy, Zhu Wuneng.

—Great Xia’s National Guardian General, Western Golden Body Arhat, Sha Wujing.

Taibai Jinxing dispersed the clouds and walked leisurely to the two of them, smiling as he stroked his white beard. “The source of the Heavenly Court has been restored. After the return of the Great Xia deities, the Jade Emperor ordered these merit jade tablets to be crafted, commemorating the immortals who perished in the Great Calamity of Mist a hundred years ago, posthumously conferring them the title of National Guardian General, and erecting them here to honor their contributions.

Great Sage, if you wish to pay your respects to them, this is the place…

That little hill is far too shabby.”

Sun Wukong stood dazed beneath the two radiant jade tablets, tears streaming from his reddened eyes, his body trembling slightly beneath the half cassock.

“Alright…” he managed to utter hoarsely.

Sun Wukong bent down again and took out the celestial brews and fruits from the black bag, placing them in front of the two jade tablets one by one.

“Star Lord, let’s go first.” Lin Qiye, feeling a mix of emotions, withdrew his gaze and spoke to Taibai Jinxing beside him.

Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard and smiled, “Very well.”

The two turned and stepped away from the grove of jade tablets.

At the edge of the grove, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but look back one more time.

He saw that familiar figure holding a pot of celestial brew, seemingly shaking it towards the sky, then wildly pouring it into his mouth before spilling it all before the jade tablets, laughing heartily, “Looks like the old Jade Emperor still has a conscience. Today, we’ll share this wine with him. Fool, Old Sha, we won’t return until we’re drunk!”

In the lonely grove of jade tablets, only that half-Buddha, half-demon figure sat before the tablet, sometimes laughing uproariously, sometimes weeping, as if he were mad.

…

No one knew that at this moment, outside the Lingxiao Palace, two figures were gazing at the scene from afar.

“This reckless monkey… has finally returned.” Yuan Shi Tian Zun said, hands clasped behind his Daoist robe, smiling faintly.

“I didn’t expect you to care so much about him.” Bai Li Pang Pang remarked, “That Taibai Jinxing was also sent by you, right?”

Yuan Shi Tian Zun slowly closed his eyes. “The Heavenly Court owes him too much…”

“Let’s not worry about that monkey for now.”

Bai Li Pang Pang turned to Yuan Shi Tian Zun and extended a hand.

“What are you doing?” Yuan Shi Tian Zun asked, puzzled.

“I need something.”

“Hmm?” Yuan Shi Tian Zun raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

Bai Li Pang Pang opened his mouth and spoke a name.

“What do you need it for?” Yuan Shi Tian Zun’s confusion deepened.

“To give to someone. Is that a problem?”

“Of course not. That was originally yours; I was just keeping it for you.” Yuan Shi Tian Zun turned and walked away. “Follow me.”

…

At dusk.

In the courtyard.

Lin Qiye was supporting himself on two parallel bars, sweating profusely.

A shadow flew across the sky, transforming into a dark golden phantom that flashed into Lin Qiye’s body.

Lin Qiye was taken aback and immediately stopped his movements.

Sun Wukong has returned?

Lin Qiye sank his consciousness into the Divine Mental Hospital and saw that Sun Wukong had indeed returned to the hospital. The anxious heart he had been holding finally relaxed.

He had let Sun Wukong stay in the grove of jade tablets for an entire afternoon, and although he had been somewhat worried, judging by Sun Wukong’s state, that worry seemed a bit unnecessary.

“Hey, you!”

Sun Wukong stood at the edge of the hospital courtyard, looking at Gilgamesh, who was leaning against the second-floor railing to rest, and tilted his chin. “What are you looking at?”

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly.

He leaped lightly from the second floor into the courtyard, stretched his neck slightly, and a gray robe moved without wind. A deep voice rang out, “You little monkey… are you provoking this king?”

Sun Wukong said nothing, standing in the center of the courtyard, his eyes glowing with a golden light like a torch. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and after venting his emotions for an entire afternoon, he seemed to crave a thrilling battle.

Two waves of terrifying battle intent surged and collided like a roaring tide.

At that moment, Lin Qiye’s gaze fell on the top of Sun Wukong’s head, and his pupils constricted slightly.

“Sun Wukong’s treatment progress: 88%”