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

Chapter 522 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [198]

"Take me away?" Jiang Xiyu was stunned. Her voice was very soft, as if she had lost her voice, as she asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Yuejia's chest heaved slightly as she buried her face in Jiang Xiyu's neck, her breath close to his ear. She said, word by word, without any emotion, "Of course, wherever I go, you will go too."

"Isn't it often said that a husband and wife should sing in harmony? Now, you'll join me in this performance."

Jiang Xiyu turned his head to look at Yuejia, and his cheek inevitably got close to his.

The golden Buddha mark between his eyebrows was incredibly sacred and was now gleaming faintly.

Jiang Xiyu stared blankly for a moment, then realized that he meant to take her back to the Buddhist Realm. Her expression immediately became complicated, and she squeezed out a few words through her teeth, as if she was trying her best to restrain herself: "Are you crazy?"

Yuejia looked at him quietly, and after a long while, she said very calmly, "I'm crazy."

His voice fell into the vast emptiness of heaven and earth, as if it could be carried away by the wind at any moment.

So calm, so nonchalant, as if talking about the most ordinary things, without a trace of madness.

Yuejia lowered her eyes and said, "I've thought about it. Since your choices never satisfy me, why should I give you choices?"

In fact, he shouldn't have given Jiang Xiyu any choice that day.

It doesn't matter who he cares about, who he loves, or who he chooses.

He only wants him as a person, as long as he is by his side, then Yuejia believes that his choice will one day become his own, that he will care about himself, love himself, and always choose himself.

Why should he make himself unhappy?

He gets what he wants; isn't that his consistent style of doing things? Even if he's scheming and calculating.

Ironically, he was so bewitched that he insisted that Jiang Xiyu make a choice.

However, none of that matters anymore.

He didn't care about Jiang Xiyu's choice; he only gave him one path.

That is, to stay by your side forever, neither born nor dying, neither scattered nor destroyed.

If anyone tries to stop us, we will kill them all, whether they are gods or Buddhas!

So he used his merits to set up this cage, just waiting for Jiang Xiyu to walk into the trap.

Seeing the dark red in his eyes, Jiang Xiyu tried to explain, "Yuejia, listen to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuejia released his hand from the back of his neck and instead covered his lips, silencing him from saying what he wanted to say.

With a slight tightening of her palm, Yuejia said in a cold voice, "I don't want to hear it anymore."

"You always say things I don't like to hear, so I don't want to hear them anymore."

From now on, I will only let you hear the sounds I want to hear from your mouth.

A solemn and serene light of Buddha gently enveloped them.

Yuejia's gaze turned somber, then she suddenly gave a half-smile: "Jiang Xiyu, you have no choice but to come back to the Buddhist Realm with me."

Jiang Xiyu grunted twice, but when she couldn't speak, she quickly called out to Shijia in her mind.

But for some reason, his mind was quiet and unresponsive, as if the connection between him and Shiga had been severed.

Jiang Xiyu realized something and stared intently at Yuejia.

Yuejia didn't look at him, but instead looked up at the hidden lightning in the vortex.

He frowned slightly, thinking to himself that this was troublesome.

The Buddha's light wanted to wash away his evil thoughts. The greed, anger, and ignorance he had absorbed in the human world were indeed almost completely eliminated, but his obsessions arose again. His current greed, anger, and ignorance were all about the person in his arms.

The Buddha's light cannot be dispelled, nor will the Moon Goddess allow it to be dispelled.

His current body, and the merit within it, are enough for him to deceive everyone and bring Jiang Xiyu to the Buddhist realm.

As the gates of heaven were about to open, Yuejia seemed to remember something and said while holding Jiang Xiyu, "But before I take you away, I need to cleanse your body of all its contents."

Washed clean?

What to wash?

Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but struggle.

Despite his struggle, Yuejia surprisingly let go and took two steps back.

Before Jiang Xiyu could run, the golden threads appeared out of nowhere and entangled him.

Yuejia raised her hand, and Jiang Xiyu's body floated beneath the vortex.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the ceiling, then at Yuejia, her voice slightly disordered: "Yuejia, what exactly do you want to do? I am a demon, how can I go to the Buddhist realm?"

Yuejia smiled and tilted her head casually: "I know, that's why I'm going to cleanse your marrow and then take out what's hidden inside your body."

The thing inside his body...

Jiang Xiyu immediately realized what Yuejia was talking about.

"No, Yuejia, you can't do this!"

Yuejia said expressionlessly, "You can't bear to part with him? It's alright. Once we return to the Buddhist realm, I can make you forget him very quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yuejia raised her hand and formed a Buddhist mudra.

To Jiang Xiyu's astonished and unwilling gaze, a strange color suddenly fell at the center of the veil of light.

An indescribable light enveloped Jiang Xiyu, as if descending from the heavens. Like countless golden threads, it entered Jiang Xiyu's body and began to travel through his veins, cleansing his marrow while searching for his soul in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Xiyu used all his remaining demonic power to stop it, but it was like throwing an egg against a rock in the face of such power. Soon, he felt something strange in his sea of ​​consciousness. Those countless threads were peeling away his and Shiga's souls.

"Don't do this, Yuejia..." Jiang Xiyu's voice trembled uncontrollably.

The moment Yuejia heard this, the force in her hand momentarily froze.

However, that slight pause was like a fleeting shadow, quickly disappearing.

Jiang Xiyu was unable to move or resist, and could only watch helplessly as Yuejia separated Shijia's soul from his body.

As it was peeled away, Shiga's phantom appeared and disappeared in the radiance.

Jiang Xiyu's body suddenly seemed to lose its support, swaying slightly, her face drained of color.

Shiga's soul is now suppressed by Yuega, and with his eyes closed, he seems to be in a deep sleep.

Jiang Xiyu looked at his illusory figure, forcing himself to calm down, and said to Yuejia, "Yuejia, don't do anything to deceive the gods and Buddhas because of me. You've come this far with great difficulty, don't ruin yourself for my sake..."

As the golden light began to travel through Jiang Xiyu's meridians, he was instantly overcome with pain and could no longer speak.

"Don't be afraid..." Yuejia came to Jiang Xiyu's side, raised her hand and stroked Jiang Xiyu's face, using her magic to divert his pain, but her expression was completely normal.

He seemed to be completely silent, and in a hoarse voice he coaxed Jiang Xiyu, saying, "It won't hurt anymore soon..."