Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 525 Spoiled Flower Fairy vs. Aloof Buddhist Monk (24)

As soon as Shen Shuyi finished speaking, she felt Wuchen's gaze towards her... well, it was a bit intense.

The once serene Master Wuchen, once he had renounced worldly life, began to crave "meat."

His eyes even had a touch of wildness.

What's more, she has a 90% favorability rating, making it seem like men are always eager to have sex with her.
Ouch, she feels a bit of pain in her lower back.

Wuchen looked at the suddenly transformed wisteria tree and the little flower fairy standing in the courtyard and burst out laughing.

"Shuyi, why did you suddenly run away?"

Shen Shuyi pretended to be a tree and remained motionless. If you didn't look closely, she looked no different from the real wisteria tree in the yard.

Seeing how cowardly he was, System 66 couldn't help but speak up.

[Host ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh, you're a demon, what do demons have to fear from him? Drain his life force!]
Shen Shuyi: "..."

"66, we don't need to push ourselves so hard just for the mission. Can't we be a little more conservative?"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Wuchen opened the door, and there stood Zheng Xuan, the scholar from next door.

Zheng Xuan came over carrying a food box, greeted Wu Chen, and then glanced inside.

"Master, where is Miss Shen today?"

Wu Chen's eyes darkened slightly. "She went out on business."

"I wonder when Miss Shen will return. I made some water chestnut cake and would like to send it to her to try."

Wuchen put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, please take it back, benefactor. Miss Shen probably won't be back so soon, and these pastries will spoil easily."

Zheng Xuan blushed. He hadn't expected Miss Shen to be away from home, and fearing that the master would discover his ulterior motives, he had no choice but to leave with the food box.

Before I even stepped out of the courtyard gate, the wisteria trees in the yard started moving without any wind, and they were shaking violently.

When Wuchen saw the wisteria branches hooking toward the food box, he used a small spell to stop them.

As soon as the courtyard gate closed, Shen Shuyi ran over to Wuchen and whispered sweetly:

"Isn't it said that monks don't lie?"

My heart has already returned to secular life.

"But that water chestnut cake smells so good, I want to eat it! What right do you have to make that decision for me? It was given to me by Young Master Zheng."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Wuchen hugged her from behind, pulling her into his arms, his deep, steady voice ringing in her ear.

"Don't eat what he makes."

Shen Shuyi never expected Wuchen to be so secretly jealous; look how jealous he is!

……

Just as they were about to set off back to Jinshan Temple, the courtyard gate was knocked on again. This time it was not Zheng Xuan. Shen Shuyi, having sensed the aura of the demon hunter inside the house, concealed her demonic energy and hid herself.

"66, who's here?"

[Host, you'd better hide. They are Wuchen's fellow disciples. They encountered a powerful demon they couldn't defeat when they went down the mountain, and they've come to ask Wuchen for help in slaying the demon.]
Wuchen looked at his fellow disciples. In the past, he would have gone with them without hesitation, but now he also had the little flower fairy with him.

"Please wait a moment, this humble monk will go back and pack my belongings."

“Okay, we’re not in a hurry, please take your time, senior brother.” The three young and handsome monks put their hands together in prayer. They were Liao Jing, Liao Wu, and Liao Kong, all of whom were Wu Chen’s junior brothers.

Wuchen returned to the room and looked at the little flower fairy curled up in the quilt. He sat down and gently stroked the petals. "Don't be afraid. Wrap yourself around my wrist. We'll go back to Jinshan Temple after we get rid of the Roc Demon of Baili Mountain."

Shen Shuyi's vines wrapped around Wuchen's wrist. "What if your fellow disciples recognize me?"

"Don't worry, I'll hide your demonic aura. Even if you're recognized, I'll protect you." Shen Shuyi chuckled when she saw his serious expression.

"Alright, actually I'm not afraid. Your three junior brothers' magic power is not as good as mine. These past few days, I've been improving every day!"

Wuchen's ears burned upon hearing this. "Don't talk nonsense. Let's set off."

"Hmm." Shen Shuyi had already taken the multi-pregnancy pills and was carrying a baby in her belly. She was feeling a bit sleepy, so she decided to take a nap on the way.

"Master, I want to be in your arms."

"Okay." Wuchen stuffed a vine with flowers into his arms.

Shen Shuyi slept in Wuchen's warm embrace, and the three junior brothers didn't even notice her presence.

……

Baili Mountain was like a living hell, with skeletons piled up like mountains, bones forming forests, and corpses and blood flowing like seas. It was clear at a glance that the Roc Demon had killed many people.

As soon as Wuchen and the others entered Baili Mountain, they heard the sound of the Golden-Winged Roc flapping its wings. A strong wind blew through the mountain, but they could not see the Roc.

Shen Shuyi couldn't resist sticking a wisteria branch out from Wuchen's chest. Fortunately, the other three junior brothers were all focused on their surroundings and didn't notice the wisteria flower at all.

Only Wuchen noticed her, and with his warm hand pushed the vines back.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose, and a foul stench filled the air. The sound of flapping wings grew louder and louder. The golden wings swept past, and a little monk was pinned to the ground by the roc demon as if he were a chick being caught.

Wuchen's Adam's apple bobbed as he chanted the incantation along with his two fellow disciples. The moment he formed the hand seal, a golden image of an Arhat appeared behind him, and the golden light of the swastika slapped away the roc's claws with a "bang".

The junior apprentice who was captured escaped with his life on the line.

The roc demon, instead of being angry, laughed, its laughter eerily sinister.

His blood-red eyes were fixed on Wuchen. "So you're a Buddhist disciple from Jinshan Temple."

"Your arrival is just in time; it will help me ascend to immortality."

With a flap of its wings, the demonic roc blotted out the sky, and a fierce wind carrying a bloody storm swept in, its sharp claws like steel hooks aimed straight for Wuchen's throat.

The claws gleamed with a scarlet, poisonous light, and wherever they passed, even the air sizzled and burned.

His dust-free kasaya fluttered without wind, and as the white hem billowed, nine golden Sanskrit characters appeared in the void. He formed a hand seal, and the golden light flowing from his fingertips condensed into a small golden tower, meeting the roc's sharp claws.

With a loud "bang," the pagoda collided with the claw, unleashing a blinding light that shattered the clouds for miles around.

The Peng demon was also thrown backward by this force, letting out angry screeches.

It folded its wings and, like a large black ball, swooped down again, creating a huge hurricane that tore several deep trenches into the ground.

Wuchen stood still, with his three junior brothers protecting him behind him, and a circle of golden lotus platforms appeared around him.

Each lotus petal carries ancient scriptures. When the Roc Demon's wings touch the lotus platform, the platform bursts forth with thousands of golden rays that shoot towards the Roc Demon like sharp swords.

Despite being severely injured, the Roc Demon managed to fly to the top of Wuchen's head with its powerful demonic body, attempting to launch an attack. Just as it swooped down, it was caught off guard.

With Wuchen's palm facing upwards, a golden chain emerged from the void, coiling around the wings of the Roc Demon like a serpent. The chain was engraved with Sanskrit characters that shimmered with golden light.

The roc demon was completely suppressed on the ground and could not turn over. Its wings were broken, and its flesh was grotesque and dripping with black blood.

"I am a great demon of Baili Mountain, how dare a mere Buddhist disciple trap me?!" The Peng demon struggled, its feathers falling in a flurry.

Wuchen clasped his hands together, his face calm. "You have committed too many killings here. This humble monk will imprison you under the tower, where you will never be reincarnated."

The golden chains tightened more and more, and even with its extraordinary abilities, the Great Roc Demon could not struggle like a trapped beast.

No one expected that the Great Roc Demon would, when he was desperate, reveal his intention to drag everyone into the deepest hell.

……

(End of this chapter)