The Damned Demoness! (Seeking Collections, Seeking Reads)

Qingyuan Realm, Bodhi Temple, Scripture Repository.

"Senior Brother Jing Hui, time to eat."

Jiang Chuan placed the tray containing white corn porridge onto the wooden table.

Sitting behind the wooden table was a burly monk with a square face.

"Sorry for the trouble, Junior Brother Jing Yang."

Jing Hui picked up his spoon and began to drink, then suddenly looked up, staring at Jiang Chuan's handsome face.

"Junior Brother, did you add the wrong seasoning while boiling the porridge? Why does it taste like a sleeping potion?"

"Senior Brother, I didn't add any sleeping potion."

Jiang Chuan stared at Jing Hui without blinking. "I used Thousand Day Drunk to boil the entire pot."

"Junior Brother, if you wanted me to test a potion, you could have at least given me a heads-up," Jing Hui said, sounding slightly displeased.

Jiang Chuan gave a sheepish laugh. "I intended to tell you, Senior Brother, but the moment I saw you, I was so captivated by your aura that I completely forgot."

"As the head of the Jing generation at Bodhi Temple, the closed-door disciple of the Arhat Hall elder, a practitioner of the Star Nirvana Sutra, and the most promising candidate for Buddha Son, my aura is indeed extraordinary. It is like a beacon in the dark night. Junior Brother, it is only natural that you were drawn to me."

Jing Hui's lips curled upward, his face full of smug satisfaction.

"Since the fault lies with me this time, I won't hold it against you. Now, let me taste how you've brewed this Thousand Day Drunk."

Jing Hui picked up the porridge bowl and downed it in one gulp.

Jiang Chuan counted silently in his heart: "One, two, three, down!"

"Junior Brother, this Thousand Day Drunk of yours isn't quite... not quite... Senior Brother, I..."

Before Jing Hui could finish his sentence, his head slammed onto the wooden table.

It's fortunate that Senior Brother Jing Hui grew up with me and has no defenses against me. If it were any other senior brother or elder, I'd probably be in the Discipline Hall by now.

However, Senior Brother Jing Hui is powerful and nearing the fifth realm. I must find the scripture that Demoness wants quickly, or it will be troublesome once he wakes up.

Jiang Chuan turned and walked through rows of wooden bookshelves toward the second floor of the Scripture Repository.

The first floor of the Scripture Repository was open to all monks of Bodhi Temple, but to ascend to the second floor, one required the approval of an elder.

Upon reaching the second floor, rows of reddish-gold bookshelves bathed in the sunset glow greeted Jiang Chuan's eyes.

Jiang Chuan took a quick look around before hurrying through the rows of shelves.

An incense stick of time later, Jiang Chuan stopped in front of a bookshelf in the northeast corner and pulled out a gray tome.

"Ruyi Heart Sutra. This must be the scripture that Demoness asked me to find. But as a disciple of the Mortal World Demonic Sect, what use does she have for Buddhist scriptures?"

Jiang Chuan's heart surged with curiosity.

Just then, a crisp voice echoed in Jiang Chuan's mind.

You were seduced by the Mortal World Demonic Sect disciple Su Wanwan into stealing the "Ruyi Heart Sutra." You had just succeeded and were preparing to leave, but Su Wanwan, who was waiting for you outside the Bodhi Temple, was discovered and killed by a Bodhi Temple elder.

This Love Simulator session has failed.

The next moment, the sunset glow and the tome in his hand vanished.

Suddenly, a rice paddy filled with waist-high rice plants appeared before Jiang Chuan's eyes.

"Damn it! Failed again!"

Jiang Chuan kicked a clod of dirt on the ground. "Su Wanwan, don't you know your own limits? Couldn't you have been more careful?! The reward I was about to get just flew away again!"

The more Jiang Chuan thought about it, the angrier he became. "God! Are you messing with me? It's been a month! I've been simulating for a month! I haven't received a single reward!"

"If you really want to mess with someone, I beg you to pick someone else! Stop torturing me and send me back to Earth Star!"

As a transmigrator from Earth Star, Jiang Chuan never expected that he would end up here just because he stayed up late reading a novel.

At the beginning of his transmigration, Jiang Chuan was quite happy.

After all, before he transmigrated, he was just a miserable 996 worker with no car, no house, and a life he could see the end of at a glance.

After transmigrating, he became a disciple in the Chore Yard of the Bodhi Temple, the strongest sect of the Buddhist path, with the potential to become an immortal, an ancestor, and roam the world freely.

On the third day after his transmigration, when the Love Simulator activated, Jiang Chuan became even more certain that he would become a powerhouse who would look down upon the universe.

Then...

He was brutally beaten by reality.

The Love Simulator, as the name suggests, allows Jiang Chuan to simulate romance. As long as Jiang Chuan successfully pursues the target of the simulation, the simulation is considered complete, and he receives a reward.

It sounds simple, but the Qingyuan Realm is filled with cultivators and demons as common as dogs!

Jiang Chuan's simulation targets were either killed in sword duels, killed while slaying demons, or killed for their treasures.

For thirty consecutive days, Jiang Chuan simulated thirty times.

The closest he came to success was with Su Wanwan. According to what Su Wanwan said in the simulation, as long as Jiang Chuan helped her obtain the "Ruyi Heart Sutra," she would be with him.

But the moment Jiang Chuan obtained the "Ruyi Heart Sutra," Su Wanwan was killed by a Bodhi Temple elder.

Jiang Chuan clenched his fists. "Failure is the mother of success! Once midnight passes and the Love Simulator resets, I'll continue simulating. I refuse to believe I can't succeed even once!"

After venting his frustrations, Jiang Chuan recalled his tasks for the day. He withdrew a sickle from his storage bag, rolled up his trouser legs, and stepped into the paddy field to harvest the White Jade Rice.

Bodhi Temple was not the kind of sect that "eschewed production to focus solely on cultivation." As far as Jiang Chuan knew, there wasn't a single sect in the entire Qingyuan Realm that operated that way.

After all, Spirit Stones and medicinal pills didn't just fall from the sky.

Disciples of the Chore Yard like Jiang Chuan were responsible not only for planting Spirit Rice and refining Spirit Stones but also for a multitude of other tasks, such as mining and herb gathering.

Expanses of White Jade Rice were cut down by Jiang Chuan. Each grain of crystalline rice hung from the stalks, shimmering like polished jade under the sunlight.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jiang Chuan hoisted a large bundle of White Jade Rice onto his back. A sudden sense of heaviness surged in his heart, as if a massive boulder were pressing down on him, making his breathing somewhat labored.

"This miserable life!"

Jiang Chuan carried the White Jade Rice toward the edge of the field. "Although I didn't receive a reward, with the memories gained from the simulation, escaping the Chore Yard shouldn't be difficult."

Just as he stepped out of the paddy field, Jiang Chuan saw Jing Hui waving at him from the shade of a nearby tree.

"Junior Brother, you're much slower today than usual! Were you sneaking off for a nap?"

Jiang Chuan felt a momentary sense of disorientation, as the Jing Hui he had just envisioned was the one from five years in the future.

Seeing the sixteen-year-old Jing Hui now gave him a feeling of being displaced in time.

"I was contemplating the evolution of fate and observing the workings of the Heavenly Dao, which is why I was a bit slow," Jiang Chuan said with a straight face.

Yes, contemplating the evolution of fate, while simultaneously refusing to internalize the stress and blaming the heavens.

"Junior Brother, you're a few months younger than me, yet you're already able to comprehend the mysteries of fate and the Heavenly Dao."

Jing Hui looked at Jiang Chuan with admiration. "You will surely become a Buddha Son of Bodhi Temple in the future."

Buddha Son?

Jiang Chuan wanted to say that the probability of Jing Hui becoming a Buddha Son was much higher than his own, but the words that came out were:

"Senior Brother, let's go! If we're late, the Elder will scold us again."

Jing Hui nodded, then hoisted the White Jade Rice at his feet and walked with Jiang Chuan toward the Chore Yard.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At that moment, a crisp bell tolled.

Jing Hui paused to gaze into the distance, his face full of curiosity.

"The bell in the Sandalwood Forest has rung again. Another senior brother must be wanting to return to secular life. I really don't know what's so good about it, that these senior brothers keep rushing into the Sandalwood Forest one after another."

"And what is so good about the green lamps and ancient Buddhas?"

"The mounts that the ancient Buddhas ride are so majestic!" Jing Hui's eyes shone with excitement.

Jiang Chuan: "."

Actually, you don't need to become a Buddha to subdue a whole bunch of majestic mounts and go out to Show Off.

Taking one last deep look in the direction of the Sandalwood Forest, Jiang Chuan quickened his pace toward the Chore Yard.

Having lived two lifetimes, Jiang Chuan knew very well that he was not the type of person who could spend his life accompanied by green lamps and ancient Buddhas.

After all, in his previous life, he had his phone and the internet; he couldn't even stay home for three months without going stir-crazy.

It was simply impossible for him to stay in Bodhi Temple for his entire life, keeping company with green lamps and ancient Buddhas!

Therefore, Jiang Chuan's goal had always been to clear the Sandalwood Forest and return to secular life.

As for why he didn't just sneak away to return to secular life...

Jiang Chuan felt that compared to escaping the pursuit of the Discipline Hall and defeating the Discipline Elder, clearing the Sandalwood Forest was the simpler path.

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