The Buddhist Monk I Led Astray Came Back for Revenge

Yu Churan was a heartless demoness. After escaping a deadly predicament, she came across a young demonic cultivator about to jump into a river and end his life, and casually rescued him. "So what if your face is disfigured? What's the big deal? Is it worth jumping into a river over?" The young man gave her an inscrutable look, then lowered his head without a word. From then on, Yu Churan had a well-behaved little disciple who would never go west if she told him to go east. One day, as they traveled, they heard someone mention Fu Huai, the Buddhist son who had once been famous throughout the world. The radiant, otherworldly Buddhist son sat upon a golden lotus, worshipped by all living beings and enjoying supreme honor. He had been on the verge of attaining enlightenment and becoming a Buddha, but for some reason, he suddenly defected from his sect and vanished without a trace. Yu Churan remarked, "So what if someone tricked him out of his yang essence? Was it worth betraying his sect over?" As she tried to hide her reddened eyes, her little disciple's dark eyes flickered. Later, after healing her little disciple's face, Yu Churan was astonished to discover that he was the very Buddhist son she'd dragged down from his pedestal, then dumped after using him! Yu Churan was so shocked that her scalp tingled, and she backed away again and again. Her little disciple pressed closer, twining a strand of her hair around his finger. He said quietly, "I remember you once said that more than anything, you wanted to see this face of mine, so free of desire, twisted in the pain of love. But when I was suffering beyond endurance, you weren't there to see it." "Hey, Master, why are you running?" Her little disciple reached out and easily caught the back of Yu Churan's collar as she tried to flee. Watching a group of powerful figures from the Demon Realm kneel before her little disciple, trembling as they called him Demon Venerable, Yu Churan's vision went black. She fainted into the arms of the person behind her. Later, her little disciple chuckled as he wiped away the tear at the corner of her eye with his fingertip. "So what if your disciple bullies you? Is that worth crying over?" A sweet-tongued, ruthless demoness X a radiant Buddhist son dragged down from his pedestal Theme: Let go of what's weighing on your heart and embrace a new life