Chapter Index

    As Lin Xun was about to continue walking forward, he felt a wave of softness against his back.

    Immediately after, Lin Xun and Sikong Wangxing caught a whiff of a faint, fresh scent of sandalwood.

    Sikong Wangxing turned her head, and when she saw the young girl tightly hugging Lin Xun from behind, her mind went a little blank.

    Eh? This is… Miss Wangchen… but why?

    Why would Wang Chen from the Bodhi Holy Land be hugging Young Master Lin?

    Could it be that Miss Wangchen is well-acquainted with Young Master Lin?

    But why would the Saintess of the Bodhi Holy Land be well-acquainted with Young Master Lin… and even if they knew each other, she shouldn’t be hugging him so tightly.

    Just what is the relationship between Young Master Lin and Miss Wangchen… Isn’t Wang Chen of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Continent supposed to have forsaken the Mortal World to focus solely on practicing Buddhism?

    And doesn’t Young Master Lin have a wife?

    Why would they…

    “Wang Chen?”

    Smelling this familiar fragrance, Lin Xun spoke with a questioning tone of certainty, while simultaneously facepalming in his mind.

    He felt both a sense of relief that Wang Chen was safe and a small sense of helplessness.

    If it were just the two of them as usual, it would be fine for her to hug him tightly without anyone seeing… but Miss Sikong was here now, so what should he do?

    “Mm.”

    Behind Lin Xun, hearing his call, the girl nodded and responded softly.

    However, the girl’s small hands wrapped around Lin Xun’s waist tightened even more, as if she were afraid he would slip away from her embrace again.

    “Wang Chen, let go first. Miss Sikong is still here,” Lin Xun said, his mind currently in a bit of a mess.

    Lin Xun even suspected that his image in Sikong Wangxing’s heart was plummeting.

    Sikong Wangxing already suspected something between him and Bai Luoxue of the Huanxi Sect; now that he had also provoked the Buddhist Maiden, how could he ever clear his name?

    Hearing Lin Xun’s reminder, Wang Chen looked to the side and finally noticed Sikong Wangxing standing nearby.

    Looking at Sikong Wangxing’s brilliant yet somewhat blank Star Eyes, Wang Chen blinked, then turned her head back and continued to bury her small head in Lin Xun’s back, breathing in his scent.

    “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”

    Wang Chen murmured with her head buried in Lin Xun’s back, as if she truly didn’t plan on letting go for the rest of her life.

    “No. Wang Chen, I can’t breathe.”

    “Mm.” Wang Chen nodded and slightly loosened her grip.

    “That’s not it either.”

    Lin Xun pried away Wang Chen’s small hands that were tightly hugging him and turned around.

    Turning around, he saw Wang Chen’s infatuated eyes.

    In Wang Chen’s eyes, Lin Xun’s figure was clearly reflected; her gaze didn’t waver for a second, as if she could never grow tired of looking at him.

    “Don’t look at me like that.”

    Lin Xun didn’t know how he was feeling right now; he just gave a frustrated laugh and reached out to lightly flick Wang Chen’s forehead.

    Just as Lin Xun was about to withdraw his hand, Wang Chen’s small hand grabbed his large one and gently pressed it against her smooth, tender cheek.

    The girl’s glazed eyes closed slightly as she felt the warmth from Lin Xun’s hand.

    “Stop it.”

    Lin Xun hurriedly pulled his hand back, feeling guilty.

    He pulled back with a bit of force, causing the girl’s tofu-like fair cheek to flush a faint red.

    However, Wang Chen didn’t mind; she just stood before him, continuing to gaze at him infatuatedly.

    “Ahem. Let me introduce you.” Lin Xun felt he couldn’t let this atmosphere continue. “This is Miss Sikong, whom I met in the Secret Realm.”

    “Miss Sikong, you recognize this lady as well. She is the Saintess of the Bodhi Holy Land in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Continent—Ruo Wangchen. Due to some reasons, when Wang Chen was out on her experiential journey back then, we had a bit of history together…”

    Toward the end, as he accidentally recalled the events of those years, even Lin Xun felt a bit guilty and had to use the word “history” as a substitute.

    “Greetings, Great Master Wang Chen.”

    Although Sikong Wangxing was still incredibly shocked, she still bowed slightly.

    By now, Sikong Wangxing naturally knew that the history between Young Master Lin and Miss Wangchen was not as simple as “a bit.”

    After all, what kind of history could make the first Buddhist Maiden since ancient times rush to hug someone with a heart full of joy just by seeing their back?

    And what kind of history could make this girl’s eyes filled only with him, as if she could no longer hold anything else, as if he were her entire world?

    Sikong Wangxing really wanted to ask, but in the end, she only lowered her head.

    Sikong Wangxing felt she had no right to ask. After all, although she was his fiancée, it was merely a title, and this title would disappear sooner or later.

    Furthermore, Sikong Wangxing was afraid that if she asked, Young Master Lin would tell her the truth.

    And upon learning of their relationship, her thoughts would become even more complicated.

    “Just call me Wang Chen,” Wang Chen replied with her hands pressed together. “Greetings, Miss Sikong.”

    After speaking, Wang Chen’s gaze returned to Lin Xun, looking at him with blinking eyes while her small hand gently tugged at the hem of his clothes… Lin Xun gently set her hand down and took a small step back, causing Wang Chen’s eyes to fill with a hint of grievance… For a moment, the atmosphere froze again.

    Lin Xun even felt a sense of being a heartbreaker… What was this? His fiancée meeting his little girlfriend?

    And then he was keeping his distance from the little girlfriend in front of the fiancée?

    No! “Fiancée” was wrong, and so was “little girlfriend”!

    He was perfectly innocent with both Wang Xing and Wang Chen.

    Wait, it didn’t seem like they were perfectly innocent anymore.

    Regarding Wang Xing, he had already hugged her, carried her on his back, held her, and even held her hand.

    And as for Wang Chen, it was even more…

    Thinking of this, Lin Xun’s thoughts became even more chaotic.

    “Wang Chen, what are you doing in this Secret Realm?” Lin Xun quickly looked for a topic to try and ease the atmosphere. “Is the Bodhi Holy Land looking for something?”

    Wang Chen shook her head. “It’s not the Holy Land looking for it, but Wang Chen.”

    “Hm? Looking for what? Is it very important?” Lin Xun felt that what Wang Chen was looking for might be the same thing the Demon Race World was after.

    Wang Chen nodded seriously. “It’s very important, more important than Wang Chen herself.”

    “That important? Where is it? Do you have an approximate location?”

    Originally, Lin Xun wanted to mind his own business regarding the Demon Race World; he would save Jiang Qingshang of the Zilin Holy Land, and they could take their treasure.

    But since Wang Chen also wanted that treasure, he would have to snatch it and give it to her.

    After all, Wang Chen had come all this way… how could she return empty-handed… “No need for Big Brother Lin’s help, Wang Chen has already found it.”

    “Found it?”

    “Mm, Wang Chen found it.”

    Despite fearing Big Brother Lin’s scolding, Wang Chen mustered up a bit of courage, took half a step forward, and lightly tugged at the corner of Lin Xun’s clothes.

    “He… is right before Wang Chen’s eyes…”

    The girl’s eyes were filled with pure joy.

    It was as if the girl had found her own world… 

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