Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"But you finally let us out."

Wen Ling crossed his arms and looked at her calmly.

Yan Meng rested her elbows on the table and supported her chin, with beautiful curves at the corners of her mouth and between her eyebrows.

"Want to know why I let you out? Before I tell you that, let me tell you the sequel to the story in the illusion."

Yan Meng stepped back and looked at Qinian with a playful look.

"Otherwise, I'm really afraid that this little Taoist priest will chop me down with the Taichu Sword in his hand."

Seeing that Qinian had no reaction to her teasing, Yan Meng restrained the smile on her face with a dull look of interest.

Boring, just as boring as that person.

"As you saw in the illusion, he sacrificed his half-immortal body and became a great hero who saved the people. There is no one like him in this world anymore."

Her voice was vague and sighing.

"What I'm trying to do now is bring him back to the world."

"Resurrection from the dead?"

Wen Ling asked back.

Yan Meng chuckled, "Resurrecting the dead is against the will of heaven. No one can do it. Not even the gods in heaven can reverse a person's life and death. All I have to do is to re-condense his soul and send him to reincarnation."

Qi Nian was stunned, his brows and eyes seemed to be stained with confusion, "Then there will be no you in this world anymore."

He probably knew what she wanted to do.

Hearing this, Yan Meng looked relaxed. "It doesn't matter. I've lived in this world for nearly ten thousand years and I've had enough."

Her fingers gently stirred the steam rising from the teapot. "This world is truly so boring."

"After he died, I stayed in this Dream City. I wanted to help him enter the reincarnation cycle. This is the right path, and it requires a lot of blessings and fortune, but I have too much sin of killing on my shoulders."

"So you redeem yourself first, and then collect blessings for him."

Yan Meng nodded. "Yes, this process took me eight thousand years. The first four thousand years were spent atonement, and the last four thousand years were spent collecting blessings and fortune. This year is the last year of the eight thousand years."

No wonder the people of Mengli City are so respectful to Yan Meng. After all, in their eyes, Yan Meng is now a great man who has protected their ancestors for generations.

These thousands of years are enough for the people of Mengli City to accept and recognize Yan Meng.

"And your performance in the illusion makes me think that you won't be the ones to stop me."

"I have said everything I need to say. Please stay in the City Lord's Mansion for the time being. It will also be convenient for you to supervise me, the demon."

Yan Meng got up and left, and soon a housekeeper came in to arrange rooms for them.

Late at night, Wen Ling sat by the bed and waited quietly.

"You lied today."

Looking at Yan Meng who was already sitting on the stool, Wen Ling spoke first.

"As expected, she's the type of woman that lunatic Fu Yuan would fall for. She's quite perceptive."

Yan Meng's face was full of evil amusement, and it was obvious that she brought up Fu Yuan on purpose to disgust her.

“Some jokes aren’t funny.”

Yan Meng raised an eyebrow and said, "After living for a thousand years, life is boring, so the only way to spice up life is to make jokes."

"Why didn't you tell the young Taoist priest about my identity?"

Yan Meng spread her hands, "Haven't you guessed it? I have a cooperation to discuss with you, so I naturally won't offend you at this time without any tact."

Wen Ling said, "This is the real reason why you released us from the illusion."

Yan Meng did not deny it. "Well, to put it simply, I originally only wanted to release you, oh no, the demon, but I noticed that you and that little Taoist priest were inseparable. If I left that little Taoist priest in there, I'm afraid you wouldn't be willing to discuss cooperation with me."

"You want me to help you stop Fu Yuan."

"Smart. After all, you are the apple of his eye. If you whisper in his ear, he won't make things too difficult for a dying demon like me."

Wen Ling crossed her arms and looked at her with a half-smile. "If you keep talking like this, I don't think I'll cooperate with you. After all, this cooperation is only one-sidedly beneficial to you."

Yan Meng was stunned. "Aren't you afraid that I will expose your identity in front of that little Taoist priest?"

Wen Ling was not at all flustered. "Please do as you wish. He will find out sooner or later anyway."

Yan Meng put on a smile again, and there was a hint of temptation in her eyes. "Humans and demons have different paths. Aren't you afraid that my today will be your tomorrow?"

"Qinian is not Sheng Zimo."

Yan Meng's face was filled with meaning. "Yes, that little Taoist priest is not Sheng Zimo. I think you've also noticed that if you must compare you two with the two of us, the little Taoist priest and I are very similar."

Her eyes darkened for a moment, so perhaps the two of them would have a different ending.

"I won't tell that little Taoist priest your identity. After all, I'm really curious about what the final outcome will be for you two."

Wen Ling smiled at her, "I'm afraid you won't be able to see it."

Yan Meng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He couldn't see it.

"So cooperation?"

Wen Ling raised an eyebrow. "Let's be clear. Cooperation is mutually beneficial. But when you say cooperation, you're asking me to do something for you."

"Okay, I beg you, will you help me or not?"

Yan Meng crossed her arms and looked at her with a desperate look.

"So what does Fu Yuan want to do? Steal your fortune?"

"You guessed right. You know that Tianfenyuan has a heaven-defying formation called the Immortal Execution Formation. To unleash the full power of this formation, one must have a constant supply of blessings and fortune as nourishment. Every demon is filled with karma."

"its me."

Wen Ling blinked at her.

Yan Meng curled her lips. "What good is that little bit of luck you have? It's only enough to activate the Zhuxian formation once, and then it's silent. I've accumulated this for four thousand years."

"That's why I said it's cooperation. After all, it's good for you to help me. If Fu Yuan were to activate this Zhuxian formation, it would be a catastrophe for the entire human race, and your little Taoist priest wouldn't survive."

Wen Ling lowered her eyes for a moment, "So your plan."

Yan Meng spread her hands. "What plans do I have? Ten days from now will be the day when Fu Lu will be collected. That day is also the deadline for me to adjust everything. I was originally worrying about how to stop Fu Yuan that day, but I didn't expect you to come."

"What was your original plan?"

Wen Ling was very curious. She had spent eight thousand years for Sheng Zimo to enter the cycle of reincarnation. She would never let Fu Yuan ruin her plans, and she would make sufficient preparations for this. However, when she saw her, she gave up her original plan, which meant that her original plan was not a good idea.

Yan Meng didn't want to hide it from her, "I originally planned to sacrifice the entire Mengli City. This would be enough to stop Fu Yuan until I could accomplish what I wanted."

Wen Ling was stunned. "This is not what he wants to see."

Yan Meng smiled nonchalantly, "He's already entered the cycle of reincarnation, what could he possibly know? I'm an extremely evil demon. I presume you're from Yuancheng. I knew the demon in Yuancheng was causing chaos, but I chose to turn a blind eye. Do you know why?"

Yan Meng smiled beautifully, "Because, I have collected enough blessings and fortune. I am not a good demon. Even though I have been wearing the appearance of a good person for eight thousand years, it is just a means for me to achieve my selfish desires."

"That young Taoist priest is the same as me, but he grew up in Jiangming Mountain and was trapped in the shell of the righteous path. He can't see how cold and indifferent his heart is."

Wen Ling didn't respond. "But you had other options and abandoned your original plan."

Yan Meng pursed her lips and could no longer smile.

"he does not like."