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

Jiang Xiyu felt a slight soreness in her nose, and wanted to say sorry again.

Shiga seemed to sense something and stopped him in time, saying, "You haven't wronged me."

Fearing that Jiang Xiyu would be saddened by the past, Shijia chuckled softly and comforted her, "Instead of saying that to me, you'd be better off telling me something else, Kitty..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu felt a shiver run through her body for a moment, and then blood slowly spread across her neck.

He opened his lips, somewhat embarrassed, until the bloodstains spread across his face.

Jiang Xiyu said softly, "No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you, Master."

If he weren't a spirit, but truly appeared before her, Jiang Xiyu would definitely want to hug him.

His monk...

Despite the immense torment she was experiencing in love at that time, she still refused to reveal even a hint of it to him.

She always puts him first, but never thinks about herself.

Jiang Xiyu was almost consumed by regret as he recalled his past actions and words that might have hurt Shijia.

"Master, I'm telling you the truth."

Shiga hummed in agreement and said, "I understand, and I will not leave."

"Once you've recovered, I'll take you to find him, but for now, you need to rest well."

Jiang Xiyu touched her burning face with the back of her hand and murmured softly, "But right now, I still want to talk to the monk."

It seems that as long as I talk to him, the frustration in my heart will unconsciously dissipate.

Shiga frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then asked him what he wanted to say.

Jiang Xiyu, for no apparent reason, became a little thick-skinned, or perhaps Shijia's words emboldened him, so he asked with considerable curiosity, "I want to know, when did the Master fall for me..."

Shiga was taken aback, and after realizing what was happening, he severed his empathy with him.

Jiang Xiyu sensed it and called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Jiang Xiyu wondered if he was shy.

Otherwise, why would my mind be churning so violently, as if bubbles were rising?

Jiang Xiyu smiled to himself, wanting to say something more, when suddenly he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him.

He had been unable to sleep since waking up, and now, overwhelmed by drowsiness, Jiang Xiyu was completely unable to resist and fell asleep on the couch not long after.

Shiga did not fall asleep with Jiang Xiyu, but waited until Jiang Xiyu fell asleep before his soul left his body.

The hall was quiet, with a subtle fragrance wafting through the air.

Shiga stood by the couch, quietly gazing at him with his eyes lowered.

Jiang Xiyu was not sleeping soundly, her hands reaching out in mid-air as if trying to grab something.

Shiga's heart trembled slightly, and he slowly reached out his hand.

In her dream, Jiang Xiyu grabbed his hand, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and her cat ears drooped softly.

At that moment, no matter how calm one's heart is, Shiga's heart could not help but soften for her.

He didn't answer Jiang Xiyu's last question, but instead leaned down and gently kissed his cheek.

Everything is left unsaid.

He knew he was tired, and he also knew his worries and helplessness.

He didn't want Jiang Xiyu to be too stressed, so he tried to comfort him, just wanting him to be happier and get some rest.

But then he asked him this question.

I don't know where to begin, but I know that once I start talking, I won't need to rest.

Shiga smiled helplessly.

Bathed in the shimmering light of the hall, he held Jiang Xiyu's hand and silently helped him repair his demon core.

The demon core had absorbed too much ghost fire, and coupled with Jiang Xiyu's forceful reversal and break free from Yuejia's confinement that day, and his subsequent dissipation of his soul, the demon core was already shattered beyond repair.

Even if it is repaired, it cannot restore the demonic power to its peak.

So Shiga thought of using his merits to reshape a demon core for him, one that was completely different from the previous one, a demon core that had shed its demonic nature and carried merits.

That night, Jinglian came to the Demon Emperor's Palace as instructed by Shijia during the day.

The night was cool and still, and the lamps in the hall were not lit, so the light was dim.

Shiga's illusory figure sat by the couch, enveloped in a soft golden glow through layers of gauze curtains, looking utterly unreal.

Jinglian appeared silently and bowed to him: "Buddha's disciple..."

Upon hearing this, Shiga composed himself and gently released Jiang Xiyu's hand.

He turned to look at Jinglian, signaling him not to speak there.

Jinglian glanced at the person on the bed, understood, and then followed Shijia to the side hall.

Shiga called him so late because Jiang Xiyu wanted to find Yuejia.

Others may not be able to find Yuejia's whereabouts, but Shiga can sense Yuejia's location through the connection between his soul and that body.

However, his soul is still weak and he has no physical body, so he cannot accurately perceive it, which is why he summoned Jinglian.

However, to Shiga's surprise, even with Jinglian's help, he still couldn't accurately sense Yuejia.

Before even leaving the demon realm, a wisp of divine soul was pulled back.

Seeing that his spirit had dispersed, Jinglian clasped her hands apologetically and said, "Buddha's disciple, I'm afraid my current magical power is insufficient."

It's possible that because he spent more than ten days condensing the demon core for the little cat demon, he was unable to maintain the Buddha's soul to seek out evil thoughts.

Shiga understood the reason and didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, the inner hall was bathed in golden light.

Shiga thought something had happened to Jiang Xiyu, but when he returned to the inner hall, he discovered that it was the Buddhist beads on Jiang Xiyu's wrist that were glowing.

After the chaos caused by the will-o'-the-wisps, the prayer beads had been dormant for a long time.

At this moment, bursts of merit accompanied by golden light emanated from Jiang Xi's jade wrist.

Jinglian had a flash of inspiration and immediately thought of a solution. She lowered her voice and said to Shijia, "Disciple of Buddha, I know how to find evil thoughts."

Shiga reached out and brushed away the golden light from the prayer beads, then looked up and glanced at Jinglian indifferently.

The two must have thought of the same thing.

Jinglian thought that his current magical power was insufficient to maintain the Buddha's soul, but the Buddhist beads were Buddhist ritual implements with boundless merit, which would surely be able to maintain the Buddha's soul; in addition, since the Buddha's soul was now in the body of the little cat demon, he also had a physical body.

As long as the Buddhist disciple temporarily takes control of the cat demon's body, he will surely be able to find the source of the evil thoughts by using the power of the Buddhist beads.

Shiga also knew.

He looked deeply at Jiang Xiyu, his indifferent gaze sweeping over his alluring face and long neck before slowly moving downwards.

Shiga lowered his eyes, then calmly looked away.

Jinglian smiled and said, "The little cat demon will definitely not refuse."

Shiga raised his hand, signaling him to leave.

Whether or not to refuse is one thing, but taking control of his body is something that must be discussed with him.

Jinglian didn't say anything more.

The next day, as expected, Jiang Xiyu agreed to the matter.

He was willing to relinquish control of his body to Shiga so that he could use it to find Yuega.

Shiga truly took control of his body, and thus, with the support of the merits of the prayer beads, he found the location of Yuejia.

Yes, Cibei Temple...