The Buddha Who Wants to Redeem Me Is Sweet on the Outside, Dark on the Inside

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An adorable gossip-loving "kitty" x a Buddhist prodigy who's secretly a wolf in sheep's clothing

The mythical beast Zouyu can travel a thousand miles in a day and is an auspicious creature.

When Xing Qian first transmigrated here, she thought so too, until she was sent to the Buddhist sect to be converted.

Xing Qian: What?

Turns out she was an auspicious creature under a curse. In other words, a menace.

She looked at her original form, which she kept turning back into: short arms, short legs, and a slightly long tail. How did that make her a menace?

But no one believed her, and she was even forced to be bound to a Buddhist prodigy.

She had no choice but to follow him around exorcising evil spirits. Luckily, he was a good man: gentle and courteous, uninterested in women, and always looking after her.

He made her feel so safe.

But she never expected

"Xing Qian."

The man in half a kasaya had eyes and brows full of compassion. Unhurriedly, he used his prayer beads to bind her hands to the edge of the bed.

His almost translucent fingertips slipped open her collar.

Xing Qian scrambled back. "Mo Wu, you've broken your vows."

He only smiled and blocked her escape. "Yes, I have. The vow I've broken is the vow of chastity."

His robes fluttered as he pressed her down against the bed.

Mo Wu was a Buddhist prodigy. He turned his prayer beads, recited Buddhist scriptures, and saved all living beings. But he had never believed in the Buddha.

No one knew where he came from.

Twenty years ago, in the "human beast-fighting arena" incident that shook the cultivation world, he was the only survivor.

When he was trapped in a mountain of corpses, where was the Buddha?

But later

When everyone forced Xing Qian to mend the Celestial Rift, and he exhausted everything he had but still couldn't hold on to her

He believed.

He climbed all 8,888 steps, one after another.

He knelt with every step, his knees smeared with blood.

I am the demon wearing the face of a god. I am the one who deserves to die. I should be the one cast into the endless hell.

Could you please let her come back?

P.S. 1. A sweet, healing story with a moderate amount of angst. To readers who love meticulous worldbuilding: sorry! The heroine fakes her death.

2. Synopsis screenshot dated 2025.02.28

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A sunny, warm-hearted heroine x a demon lord who only wants to die

As a newcomer to the transmigration bureau, Chao Xi's first assignment was to go to a small world and eliminate a bug. She heard the bug was exceptionally stubborn and many senior agents had failed, so they had no choice but to give a newcomer a try and hope for a miracle.

She looked through the files and thought, How hard could it be? It's just an ordinary cultivation world. Until the day she arrived

Nameless fragments floated above vast stretches of barren land. Unfamiliar ghostly figures roamed below: snakes with eight legs, dogs with three heads, and humans fused together.

In the middle of this strange, absurd wasteland stood a mountain piled from stones, with someone seated atop it.

She walked closer, step by step. The person slowly turned around. His hair fell loose, his skin was exceptionally pale, and his eyes were lowered. He looked like nothing more than a handsome young man.

But his light-colored eyes were utterly lifeless, without hope or vitality, cut off from everyone else.

He said, "Can you kill me? Whoever you are, please kill me."

Her fingertips trembled. On the mission document that was about to disappear was the bug's name: the demon lord Mu Qi.

Below it, a line was highlighted in bold red: Please don't give in to pity. He isn't human. Again, please don't give in to pity. He isn't human!

She took pity on him. She couldn't kill him.

She wanted to save him, too.

Day after day, year after year, the barren northern frontier had no sense of time. Mu Qi had no idea how long he'd been imprisoned, but time didn't matter anyway. All he wanted was to die.

As a monster of unknown nature, he deserved to die. He was waiting for someone who could kill him.

Until Chao Xi appeared. She smiled, a shallow dimple on her right cheek, her eyes curved like crescent moons, completely out of place in the barren northern frontier.

She had come to kill him, yet she asked, "Mu Qi, do you want to get out of here?"

She led him out, took him across mountains and rivers, showed him the mortal world, and finally brought him before those people.

She should have wanted him dead, just like they did, but she was indignant. "What did Mu Qi do wrong? You're the ones who are wrong! And what gives you the right to keep him imprisoned?"

In that moment, when his heart felt suddenly squeezed tight, a thought sprang up in his mind. He hated being a weapon more than anything, but now, he wanted to be her blade.

He hoped to be broken in her hands, and stained with her fiery blood.

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