Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

The prayer flags stopped fluttering, the Buddha lowered his eyes, and the world suddenly fell into silence.

Jiang Xiyu was completely speechless, and could only respond to the kiss that landed on her lips.

It was an extremely tender and lingering kiss.

Shiga gripped the back of his neck, as if he had lost control and couldn't stop, his fingertips trembling.

He held Jiang Xiyu tightly and kissed her deeply; their shadowy figures seemed to merge into each other's bodies.

At this moment, their hearts were closer than ever before, so close that they could clearly feel each other's frantically beating hearts, and all the deep-seated, almost overflowing emotions finally melted into words. And before this, the anger and jealousy that had arisen from their feelings were finally soothed by their burning passion and deep affection.

Unbeknownst to them, the Buddha's light gradually faded.

In the instant they embraced, the Buddha's lowered eyelids on the lotus throne seemed to gently close, and even the unchanging curve of his lips seemed to be filled with compassion.

Jinglian and Xiujie had suffered too many shocks that day, and seeing this scene, they could not help but show their horror. Not far away, Yuejia watched quietly without saying a word, as if his soul had also left his body the moment Jiang Xiyu's soul dissipated.

Within the Buddha's light and outside the Buddha's light, it was as if two worlds had suddenly been separated.

In Yuejia's world, he was clearly frightened by Jiang Xiyu's act of dispersing his divine soul.

He remained standing still the whole time.

He couldn't even believe that Jiang Xiyu would do this.

But the truth is, if Shiga hadn't returned to the human world, this person might really be gone.

Is it because he's being stubborn that he wants to leave?

Is it because Shiga left that he no longer wants to stay in this world?

Many questions and speculations seemed to become meaningless the moment Jiang Xiyu dispersed his soul.

If this person isn't there, it seems like everything would become meaningless.

Over the long years, he was filled with evil desires and weighed down by countless greed, anger, ignorance, and love. Until this moment, he seemed to have been completely emptied out and appeared exhausted.

He finally admitted it...

He finally admitted that he also had feelings for Shiga.

That kind of affection was enough to make him give up his own life.

What about him?

Who is he?

They were the ones who had truly bowed to heaven and earth and sworn to stay together until their hair turned white.

Why are they so different?

In that instant, Yuejia felt an inexplicable surge of hatred and resentment.

He thought bitterly, asking himself why over and over again. His whole demeanor was strange, like a mortal in worldly love who was unwilling to accept death, or a jealous and resentful woman, the kind of person he used to despise the most.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the two figures in the Buddha's light. He walked slowly toward them, but as he passed Shiga's body, he was drawn by the body's influence, and his soul was suddenly drawn from his current body into Shiga's body.

The mortal body that had lost its soul, the body that Jiang Xiyu had carefully nurtured for a hundred years, withered and fell away in an instant, just like a wilted flower, finally turning into a pile of white bones and then dissipating like smoke.

In stark contrast, Shiga's body, which was originally covered in frost, suddenly shone with golden light when Yuega's soul entered. In the golden light, the frost on his body began to melt away until his closed eyes reopened.

A red light swept across the dark, lifeless pupils, and those cold pupils began to fill with blood. Once the blood was fully absorbed, those lifeless eyes began to become beautiful, yet eerily so.

Ten thousand years later, Yuejia returned to this body once again.

This pure body, born from a golden lotus, seemed to contain immeasurable merit, but this merit was imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao because it was born in the mortal realm.

Yuejia sat up somewhat dazedly, then raised her hand, looking at her body, which seemed unfamiliar yet also strangely familiar.

This is Shiga's body.

It also belongs to him, his body.

……

At the same time, as Yuejia's soul returned to its body and the Buddha's light dissipated, Shijia's illusory soul also gradually dimmed.

Jiang Xiyu, holding onto Shiga's arm, could no longer embrace the physical form that the phantom had transformed into.

He trembled in Shiga's arms, his arm feeling as if it could pierce through Shiga's soul at any moment.

Shiga seemed to sense it, slowly raised her eyes, and slightly distanced herself from him, but did not let go of his arms.

Jiang Xiyu was breathing slightly, and her face had regained some color.

As he watched Shiga's soul dim with the Buddha's light, he suddenly felt at a loss for what to do.

After Shiga stabilized his soul, the gaze fixed on him eased slightly.

Jiang Xiyu dared not look away, fearing that he would vanish like smoke in the blink of an eye.

"Master, what about your soul?" His tone weakened for a moment, then, as if remembering something, his voice became urgent again: "That's right, your body, your body is still here!"

As Jiang Xiyu spoke, she was about to lead him back into his body.

Shiga knew that Yuejia had returned to that body, but he simply shook his head slightly and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave."

That body has already been given to Yuejia, and it can no longer be taken back.

Moreover, since Buddha has no physical form, he can recreate a physical body.

Jiang Xiyu, however, was not listening. He was afraid that he would lose even this divine soul, so he wanted Shijia to go back.

When he turned around, his pupils contracted as he looked at the body sitting up, and he was immediately stunned.

After staring blankly for a while, Jiang Xiyu still couldn't find Yuejia's figure, and he vaguely understood.

He knew that Yuejia had returned to that body.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad that her long-held obsession had finally come true.

He watched quietly for a while, and then Jiang Xiyu withdrew his gaze, smiling slightly at Shijia, "Master, enter my body..."

In fact, Jiang Xiyu originally intended to leave this body to Yuejia.

At that time, he saw that Yuejia's obsession was unchangeable, and the separation from Shijia had led to that point. With these two things weighing on him, he was disheartened and even had a "what's the use" attitude.

Jiang Xiyu knew that Shijia was going to take Yuejia back to the Buddhist realm, and he also knew that Yuejia would never surrender. Fearing that the two would be severely injured in a fight, he wanted to offer his body.

The cat is a follower of the Pure Land school of Buddhism, and his body has absorbed too much merit. If he cultivates further in the future, he can become a saint in his demonic form. When Yuejia obtains his body, he can also return to the Buddhist realm.

Jiang Xiyu had already devised a foolproof plan, but the one thing she hadn't expected was that Shijia was willing to sacrifice himself to help them.