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

Chapter 411 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [87]

Jiang Xiyu sighed softly and called out to Yuejia.

Yuejia stared intently into his eyes, as if she hadn't heard him.

After a long while, seeing that Jiang Xiyu's eyes were clear and no different from before, he seemed to understand something. The blood vessels in his eyes seemed to crack for a moment, and the blood color spread. After a while, he suddenly laughed coldly. His smile was also stained with blood. It was as beautiful as a red lotus, but it was completely devoid of warmth.

"You lied to me..."

He pulled away Jiang Xiyu's hand that was protecting him, his tone so calm it was almost eerie: "You weren't controlled at all."

So everything he asked just now might have been something he deliberately said to himself, or perhaps he was controlled for a moment, but after being released, he didn't say a word, just watching him direct and act out his own performance, using lies to make it seem real.

As soon as this thought arose, it felt as if something had secretly stabbed my heart.

That feeling was insignificant compared to the burning pain, but it lingered for a long time, stuck there like a fishbone stuck in one's throat.

Yuejia clenched her fists, suddenly feeling an intense hatred for this feeling of being influenced by others.

He turned his head away, no longer wanting to see Jiang Xiyu.

But the sight of the red curtains seemed to mock him, and the pleasure he had just felt vanished the moment it came into view.

Yuejia thought coldly, "That's right. He can clearly sense that the Demon Emperor has changed a lot since his return."

It's not just his cultivation level, but also his character...

Even if these images are his desires, he could very well not be able to control himself.

If you were to play along with him, you could have continued acting until the 'anger' ended.

But when he asked Shiga if he had lost his magic, Shiga refused to answer.

Why are you unwilling to talk about it?

Isn't it just telling lies to make him happy?

She said she treated him better than Shiga, and that she liked him...

It's all deceptive.

Yuejia gritted her teeth, her lips and teeth filled with blood.

His body trembled uncontrollably with anger, and the black hair hanging down his side was soaked with sweat at some point.

Jiang Xiyu helped him up again, sighed for a moment, then leaned close to Yuejia's ear and gently explained, "I didn't lie to you."

At least he wasn't lying about what Yuejia asked.

A warm current flowed into her body, and Yuejia turned her head to meet Jiang Xiyu's gentle eyes.

Jiang Xiyu raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked at him, and said gently, "I've told you everything you wanted to know."

Yuejia was silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Jiang Xiyu's hand that was wiping his sweat. "Really?"

But my husband didn't answer my last question.

Undeterred, he asked, "Tell me, has that great mage lost his magic power?"

Jiang Xiyu frowned and stared at Yuejia for a long time, but before he could speak.

A beautiful smile appeared on Yuejia's pale face. He interrupted softly, "You don't need to reply. I already know."

Shiga has definitely lost his magic power.

Only this explanation can verify his various conjectures.

The magic array outside the Demon Emperor's Palace disappeared because it was no longer maintained by Shiga's magic power. He was unable to sever the connection due to the divine punishment. Shiga could clearly sense it, but he was slow to come to the Demon Realm to capture him, also because he had lost his magic power...

That makes sense.

Since Shiga has lost his magic power, even if his empathy cannot be severed, Shiga will not be able to sense him.

Most importantly, Shiga's golden body will also dissipate as a result.

Without the protection of the golden body and having lost all magical power, seizing Shiga's body would be an easy task.

After waiting for so long, this opportunity has finally arrived...

A hint of madness flickered in Yuejia's eyes.

He abruptly released Jiang Xiyu's hand and tried to get up and leave.

Jiang Xiyu, however, gripped his wrist in return, her movements still gentle, yet exuding an undeniable forcefulness.

"Where to?" he asked.

Yuejia tried to pull her hand away forcefully, but she couldn't.

Millions of years of obsession caused him to lose the ability to think in an instant.

Yuejia looked at Jiang Xiyu, no longer bothering to act, her eyes revealing undisguised greed and murderous intent. "Let go!"

Jiang Xiyu knew what he wanted to do, and with a little force, he pulled Yuejia onto the bed.

With her black hair spread out, Yuejia lay on the couch, her pupils widening for a moment before she tried to get up.

Jiang Xiyu leaned in and pressed him against the red curtain, her tone slightly cold: "The Compassion Temple is full of Buddhist light. If you go there, you'll only be walking into a trap."

Moreover, Jinglian is still alive.

He is no ordinary person, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Yuejia, however, seemed to be possessed by a demon, resisting with all her might, her eyes bloodshot as she cried out, "What do you know! You know nothing, let me go!"

After waiting for so long, even the slightest possibility is enough to make someone rush headlong into a flame.

He couldn't wait any longer.

The aimless waiting, coupled with the uncertainty of when her identity would be exposed, made Yuejia feel that every moment she spent in the human world was torture.

The reason he has persisted until now is that he hopes to one day replace Shiga.

Now that this opportunity may be right in front of him, he naturally cannot miss it.

He couldn't wait any longer.

A dark red light suddenly appeared in Yuejia's eyes. He gathered his magical power, wanting to break free from Jiang Xiyu's shackles.

Jiang Xiyu looked into his eyes and saw that he had gone mad with qi, so she slightly raised her hand and covered his eyes with her palm.

A faint golden light swept by, and the person beneath him suddenly fell silent.

Yuejia was unable to move, but her eyes were wide open in disbelief.

Jiang Xiyu pinned him beneath her, his long, silvery hair cascading down the bed, its countless strands intertwined with the dark hair beneath the red quilt, inseparable.

He released his hand from Yuejia's eyes, and when he met Yuejia's hateful gaze, he said softly, "How could I not know? I know, that's why I can't let you go..."

Enveloped by his aura, Yuejia paused in her anger upon hearing his words.

He seemed momentarily confused, not quite understanding the meaning behind Jiang Xiyu's words, and appeared somewhat taken aback.

Jiang Xiyu looked down at him, her expression and tone calm.

"You say I lied to you, but haven't you been lying to me and taking advantage of me all along?"

"But all this deception and exploitation doesn't matter; I did it willingly..."

Yuejia was slightly taken aback. The next moment, her chest heaved rapidly, as if her mind was in turmoil.

He thought he had hidden it well, but he never expected that the other party would know all his deceptions and manipulations.

Jiang Xiyu smiled indifferently, and even patted Yuejia's hand reassuringly before explaining, "Before this, I really didn't know your identity. It was only after I went to Cibei Temple that the monk said I had an aura of evil on me."

"In the demon realm, I never get too close to other demons. Only you, I stay by your side every day. How did that evil aura taint me, and where did it come from?"

"Who exactly is behind the snake demon of Yujing City and the pigeon demon of Qicheng City, these two evil deeds?"

"I think you and I should both know the truth."

Having said that, it's practically a clear statement.

Yuejia understood perfectly; his expression revealed disbelief.

He couldn't believe that the Demon Emperor knew his identity.

After all, no one in this world knows who he is, let alone his relationship with Shiga.

However, Jiang Xiyu's next sentence completely shattered his so-called 'impossible' notion.

He said, "You are that evil thought, aren't you?"