coobybook Chapter 361 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [37]
Chapter 361 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [37]
Chapter 361 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [37]
Jiang Xiyu glanced at him sideways.
Xiu Jie immediately stopped joking and replied, "The Grand Master has already left the palace. I originally wanted to follow him personally, but the Master refused."
Shiga is unwilling to contact outsiders, and this time he came to the demon realm to find the whereabouts of evil thoughts. If Xiu Jie is with him, it will definitely cause an unnecessary commotion.
However, if Xiu Jie doesn't go with him, and he's not by Shi Jia's side, he won't know what method Shi Jia will use to find Yue Jia.
Jiang Xiyu was certain that Yuejia already knew that Shijia had come to the demon realm. However, when talking with Yuejia, Jiang Xiyu did not find anything unusual on his face. It was as if Yuejia had expected Shijia to come and he was not afraid of being discovered by Shijia at all.
Then Jiang Xiyu thought about it again. If Yuejia could hide for so long without being discovered by Shijia, then he must have a way to avoid it. Jiang Xiyu's worries dissipated a bit.
He instructed Xiu Jie, "In that case, you don't need to worry about the matter of the Dharma Master."
Xiu Jie nodded, accepted the order, but did not leave.
Jiang Xiyu noticed that Xiu Jie's gaze was fixed meaningfully on her face, so she raised her hand and wiped it, leaving traces of blood on the back of her hand.
He paused for a moment, thinking about how the blood had gotten on his cheek, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Yuejia was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
As a result, he lost most of his merits. If Jiang Xiyu hadn't stopped Yuejia in the end, he really had no doubt that Yuejia would have taken all his merits away. The key point is that Jiang Xiyu would subconsciously soften his heart whenever he saw Yuejia's face, and he couldn't bear to refuse his greed and demands.
Jiang Xiyu lowered her hand, and the bloodstains on the back of her hand, along with the bloody lip print on her cheek, immediately disappeared.
Xiu Jie chuckled and teased, "Your Majesty and the Demon Queen have such a good relationship. What do humans call that again...?"
He thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "Yes, yes, absence makes the heart grow fonder."
Jiang Xiyu didn't look at him, pinched the bridge of her nose, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Seeing Jiang Xiyu ask such a direct question, Xiu Jie stopped beating around the bush and said loudly, "Today I met the Grand Master and was surprised to find that the Grand Master's appearance is the same as the Demon Queen... Your Majesty, this should not be a coincidence."
Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes and remained silent.
He knew that Xiu Jie would definitely ask this question after meeting Shi Jia.
However, he did not intend to tell.
Jiang Xiyu raised his eyes, gazing at the roses drifting in the sky, and said without changing his expression, "I only discovered it after I met the monk that day."
"As for whether this is a coincidence, I have no idea."
Xiu Jie remained silent for a while, and seeing that Jiang Xiyu's expression was genuine, he hesitated somewhat: "Really? Can such a coincidence really happen in this world?"
Jiang Xiyu paused, then said calmly, "Can't our demon race also change our appearance at will?"
Xiu Jie's eyes wavered at what he was told, and after a long while, he still doubted, "That's true, but... I just feel like something's not right."
Jiang Xiyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she clasped her hands together to explain to him: "Buddha has no form, but manifests the forms of sentient beings."
"It is said that the Buddha is formless and without appearance. The myriad forms of the Dharma are merely manifestations of the Buddha's teachings, created according to circumstances in order to save sentient beings."
"By a twist of fate, it is only by chance and coincidence that Master Yujing's appearance resembles that of my wife. Perhaps this is just a Dharma form chosen by the Master. After all, in this world, who can truly see the true form of the Buddha?"
Xiu Jie seemed to understand but not quite. After scratching his head, he looked at Jiang Xiyu's hands clasped in a Buddhist gesture and couldn't help but complain, "Your Majesty, you've really been in the temple for too long. You speak in such a literary way that I can't understand you."
Jiang Xiyu chuckled lightly at his brother, "If you understood, I'd give you the throne of the Demon Emperor."
Jiang Xiyu knew that Xiu Jie was straightforward; otherwise, he wouldn't have impulsively thrown Jiang Xiyu at someone during the battle with the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
To put it simply, they have all the strength but no brains.
Jiang Xiyu found it easy to deal with him.
"This matter must not be publicized, lest it ruin the monk's reputation."
If Shiga hears any rumors, then this fire will inevitably spread to Yuega.
Jiang Xiyu had no choice but to quickly erase the traces of Yuejia left on her body before she could return to Shijia's side.
Xiu Jie simply didn't bother to ask any further questions. Seeing Jiang Xiyu's response, he waved his hand and said, "I understand."
After Xiu Jie left, Jiang Xiyu returned to the palace.
Yuejia was not asleep and heard their conversation clearly. She naturally understood the subtle protective intent in Jiang Xiyu's words.
Although he didn't know if the Demon Emperor had noticed anything amiss, Jiang Xiyu's last words, "to avoid ruining Shijia's reputation," dispelled a trace of his wariness.
Judging from the Buddhist beads on the Demon Emperor's wrist, Shiga must have considered him different from the so-called common people and plants.
Therefore, Yuejia must know what happened between the Demon Emperor and Shijia in order to possess this merit.
As he was meditating, he suddenly sensed footsteps approaching.
Knowing it was Jiang Xiyu, he pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what he was going to do.
Jiang Xiyu did nothing; he simply sat by the couch, gazing tenderly at Yuejia for a long time.
……
As night falls in the demon realm, the aurora borealis stretches for miles, its dazzling rays traversing the night sky like colorful ribbons dancing and shimmering across the boundless night. Nestled amidst the rolling mountains, a crimson forest lies quietly.
The ground was covered with red leaves, yet the cassock, as it gently brushed past, did not disturb the plants or trees in the slightest.
The world seemed to stand still, except for that tall figure, who fell silently into the red forest like fresh snow.
After a long while, that flawless snow color entered the sky.
Shiga stood on the void, lowered his gaze, and looked down at the entire red forest with utter indifference.
The wind couldn't lift his sleeves, but it made the red leaves at his feet sway and rustle.
He gazed down silently for a long time, his aura powerful and steady, yet his figure was ethereal, as if he could drift away with the wind.
In the dead silence, Shiga raised his hand to form a mudra.
A massive golden array spread from beneath his feet, eventually encompassing the entire red forest before slowly descending. As the array pressed down, the magical power contained within rippled outwards, its influence both gentle and sharp.
Even with such a large formation, Shiga controlled the array, preventing it from causing too much disturbance in the forest or harming the demons dwelling there.
Some lesser demons, seeing this strange phenomenon, couldn't resist climbing the trees to peer inside.
A figure of otherworldly grace appeared in the sky, illuminated by the bright moon. As the formation disappeared underground, the figure drew ever closer to the red forest.
Some of the bolder demons were curiously discussing what was going on and what kind of powerful demon was in the sky, but some of the less timid, more alarmed demons nearly fell off the tree in their panic.
The moment the little demon fell to the ground, what she expected was not pain, but a gentle magical power.
The magical power kept its small body suspended in mid-air until it landed steadily on the ground, at which point it quietly dissipated.
The little demon is a colorful raccoon cat with long fur and amber eyes; it is very beautiful and cute.
He sensed the shadow above him, and when he looked up, he met a pair of deep, still eyes, like those of a god gazing upon all living beings, serene yet compassionate, calm yet indifferent.
His gaze, when it fell, inexplicably had a comforting effect.
The raccoon opened its round eyes, looking both scared and eager to get closer, and raised its tail.
Shiga stared at it, his gaze seeming to pause for a moment.
It's a cat...