Chapter 270 - 134: Can You Please Stop Remodeling?

Chapter 270: Chapter 134: Can You Please Stop Remodeling?

Then, you will inject the Incense and Candle Power from your Buddha Lamp into it.

I need to borrow this golden body to forge a Bodhisattva’s guise for myself."

Jiang Mu frowned. "Using a Bodhisattva’s golden body for yourself? Aren’t you afraid of backlash from the Buddhist Sect’s providence? Or being struck down by the Celestial Dao?"

’This is completely sacrilegious.’

A golden body of the Buddhist Sect carries the wishes of the masses and the blessings of the Buddhist Dharma.

For a Demon to forcibly occupy one is no different from courting disaster.

But Si Rumeng just smiled charmingly and pointed at Meiruo Temple behind her.

"I have a way. This Meiruo Temple has been abandoned for a long time. Although its Buddhist nature remains, its Buddhist intent has dissipated. As long as I handle it correctly, it’ll be like putting new wine in an old bottle. No one will be the wiser."

Jiang Mu had a sudden realization. ’It seems this woman has already been secretly modifying Meiruo Temple.’

"What’s the second thing?" Jiang Mu asked.

Si Rumeng’s smile vanished, and her expression turned serious.

"Help me repair my Demon Pill.

I need to raise my Cultivation Level to Tier Ten. At the very least, I must recover to Tier Nine.

Otherwise, with my current true strength, even if I manage to deceive the Celestial Dao, I won’t be able to withstand the immense influx of orthodox Incense and Candle Power. I’ll just explode and die, and the chances of success will be greatly reduced."

Jiang Mu laughed at this, mocking her without reservation.

"You might as well just ask me for the moon.

Do you think I’m some kind of god? To nurse you from Tier Eight all the way to Tier Nine or Ten? If I had that kind of power, I would have ascended long ago. Why would I still be here wasting my breath on you?"

His words left Si Rumeng speechless for a moment, but she didn’t get angry.

Her gaze shifted, and she shot him a playful, reproachful glance.

"It sounds difficult, but for you, it’s very simple.

Your Buddha Lamp can help stabilize my injuries, and it’s now bound to my Divine Soul.

When the time comes, you just need to place more Demon Pills into the Buddha Lamp to be refined. I will naturally absorb their essence through our Divine Soul connection to repair my own Demon Pill.

And it’s best if the Demon Pills are no lower than Tier Five. The more, the better."

Jiang Mu fell into thought.

’That doesn’t sound too difficult.’

Besides, he needed to slay demons to charge his Demon Slot anyway.

After he drained the Demonic Qi from the Demon Pills, the remaining Demonic Power could be put to good use by feeding it to this Tree Demon.

"And the third thing?" Jiang Mu asked.

A sharp glint flashed in Si Rumeng’s eyes as she said coldly,

"Third, if you can kill Black Mountain, then kill him.

Of course, with your current Cultivation Level, it’s naturally impossible for you to kill that guy, so it’s fine if you can’t.

But if you can uncover his true identity, ruin his reputation, and make him lose the people’s trust and worship, that works too.

Only by making him fall from his pedestal will I have the confidence to take his place and have the Celestial Dao acknowledge me as the ’new god’."

’So, it’s basically making a big celebrity fall from grace so she can take their place.’

Jiang Mu pursed his lips.

’Aside from the last task, which is a bit difficult, the other two aren’t impossible to manage.’

But what concerned Jiang Mu was this: once this ambitious woman successfully made the transition and became a mortal god, would she slip from his control?

After all, his original plan was just to keep the Tree Demon and others like her as high-level muscle or pets.

To help him kill demons or save his life at critical moments.

If he ended up raising a tiger that would bite him later, the loss would far outweigh the gain.

As if sensing Jiang Mu’s concerns, Si Rumeng sighed helplessly and said softly,

"Don’t worry. The more you help me like this, the less I’ll be able to break free from your control.

Because the foundation of all this lies in that Buddha Lamp, and the Buddha Lamp is in your hands. As long as the lamp is not extinguished, I will forever be your servant.

If I disobey, you can whip me at any time."

Jiang Mu gave her a strange look. "You’re not, by any chance, addicted to being whipped, are you?"

Si Rumeng froze, her bewitching face instantly turning crimson.

"Shameless!" she snapped through clenched teeth.

’You’re the one who’s addicted!’

Jiang Mu couldn’t be bothered to bicker with her and asked, "Is that all?"

"There’s one more favor."

Si Rumeng’s gaze suddenly turned icy, filled with a deep-seated hatred. "This concerns a personal grudge of mine.

I want you to help me investigate someone.

This person is also from your Demon-slaying Bureau. Back then, he was a Demon Slayer Envoy in Hailing Province... He... killed my sister."

Jiang Mu was then reminded of the story Yan Zixiao had told him earlier about the Tree Demon’s past.

"I just heard your sister’s story from Yan Zixiao," Jiang Mu said. "He said she fell in love with a Demon Slayer Envoy and ended up dying a tragic death."

Si Rumeng gritted her teeth, tears shimmering in her eyes.

"That’s right. It was my sister’s fault for being too naive. That heartless bastard not only toyed with my sister’s feelings, but he also betrayed and killed her for the sake of his so-called achievements.

I want you to help me find him. I will personally... tear that son of a bitch limb from limb!"

Jiang Mu asked, "What’s the bastard’s name?"

Hearing this, Si Rumeng’s cold and severe expression faltered. She finally shook her head, a hint of frustration in her voice.

"I don’t know."

"You don’t know?"

Jiang Mu’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? Your sister lost her life for him, and you don’t even know the man’s name?"

A flash of pain crossed Si Rumeng’s eyes, and she gritted her teeth in frustration.

"I was in a crucial period of seclusion back then and wasn’t by my sister’s side. By the time I came out, my sister was already dead. Her soul had been scattered to the winds.

I only managed to piece together what happened from the other surviving lesser demons on the mountain.

All I know is that during that time, my sister would often sneak down the mountain to meet that man in a secret place.

But as for the man’s name and family background, my sister kept her lips sealed, even to the lesser demons closest to her. She protected him fiercely, afraid of jeopardizing his future."

From the mementos my sister left behind, I could only deduce that the man was very young at the time, probably less than twenty years old.