So... I still have to come up with a way to help you guys, right?
Suddenly, Chen Yan had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized.
Damn it, turns out I’m not Fa Hai!
I’m Yan Chixia, the righteous hero who helps Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian!!
Seeing Chen Yan standing there dumbfounded, seemingly pondering something, Chuyi grew anxious. Not being good with words, he could only kneel down again, almost wanting to kowtow to Chen Yan.
Chen Yan hurriedly pulled the guy up and patted the dust off his legs.
"If you want a solution... there’s a way. But it’s a bit difficult and complicated. Are you determined?"
"Yes! Brother, what should I do? Tell me, no matter how hard it is, I’ll do it!"
Chen Yan glanced at the time, just past ten-thirty, still a bit before noon.
"Are they at the temple on the mountain now?"
"Take me there. My solution can’t be told to you alone; it needs the three of you to discuss together. All three must agree." Chen Yan waved his hand.
Chuyi’s face instantly showed excitement, nodding repeatedly: "Okay! Bro! As long as there’s a way, I, I... I’ll take you up the mountain, and I’ll grill fish for you!"
Didn’t you... little brother, have you forgotten you’re a monk now?
Forget it, Chen Yan sighed.
Anyway, both the master and disciple are fake monks.
Chen Yan didn’t go home but followed Chuyi directly up the mountain to the temple.
As soon as they entered the temple gate, they saw two women standing in the courtyard. The two demonesses were already standing obediently. As soon as they saw Chen Yan walking in with Chuyi, they immediately knelt and said, "Thank you, master..."
"Don’t thank me yet, I haven’t said I can help." Chen Yan waved his hand and stepped aside, indicating he wouldn’t accept their bow.
At this moment, Chen Yan carefully observed the two demonesses. They were both wearing long monk robes—probably Chuyi’s clothes.
The one on the left was taller, with a cold expression, and a hint of defiance and stubbornness in her brows. The one on the right was shorter but more voluptuous, with round eyes that had a touch of charm.
Using the Qi Observation Skill, the taller, colder one should be the Weasel Spirit who fought with him that night, and the shorter, voluptuous one... was the Rabbit Spirit who crawled into his bed.
After a glance, Chen Yan quickly withdrew his gaze—not appropriate to look too much.
Remembering that the Rabbit Spirit crawled into his bed that night, Chen Yan felt a bit embarrassed.
Clearing his throat, Chen Yan took a deep breath and slowly said, "Chuyi has already explained your thoughts to me, but that’s just his words. I need to hear from you two directly about your intentions."
The two demonesses exchanged a glance, and the Weasel Spirit, Huang Ling’Er, slowly said, "That night, my disciple and I were reckless and offended the master. Thanks to the master’s mercy for sparing our lives, we..."
"Enough with the formalities."
Chen Yan waved his hand again: "I’m rushing home for lunch. No need for formalities. Let me be clear, as long as you don’t intend to harm Chuyi, I wouldn’t harm you. So don’t thank me, thank yourselves for not having any harmful intentions."
Huang Ling’Er quickly said, "Yes! Although my disciple and I are demon cultivators, we usually only cultivate in the mountains, avoiding the world, and we never harm people with our cultivation."
She glanced at Chuyi, but Chuyi, being a simple-minded guy, didn’t react appropriately. Instead, her Rabbit Spirit disciple Tu Cuicui, who was a bit cleverer, quickly said, "It’s windy outside, please come inside to talk."
Chen Yan grinned, "Let’s go to the main hall; it’s more spacious there."
He didn’t want to go to Chuyi’s meditation room.
Chuyi’s room was small and cramped, without even a table. If they went in, would they sit on the bed?
Who knows what these people did on that bed last night! Chen Yan didn’t want to sit there and talk.
Entering the main hall, the four of them stood under the Buddha statue. Chen Yan then turned and pointed at the two demonesses, slowly saying, "You are all fellow cultivators. Now, in front of me, swear to the Buddha and make your intentions clear. I need to be sure of your sincerity."
The two demonesses didn’t dare delay and knelt before the Buddha statue.
Huang Ling’Er first raised her right hand and said loudly: "I, Huang Ling’Er, vow to the Heavenly Dao. In this life, I only wish to be married to Wang Lang Chuyi, to stay together until old age, and never have a change of heart! My feelings for Wang Lang are of respect and love. If I have any other intentions, may I die in a tribulation fire, turn to ashes, and my soul be scattered!"
Beside her, Tu Cuicui also raised her right hand and said: "Heavenly Dao above! I, Tu Cuicui, affirm that what my master said is also my intention! If I have any other intentions, may I die in a tribulation fire, turn to ashes, and my soul be scattered!"
Chen Yan used the Qi Observation Skill to see that when they swore, their Qi was stable, indicating no lies. Furthermore, while swearing, they used their Primordial Qi to resonate with heaven and earth.
Since Chen Yan’s cultivation was still shallow, everything he knew about cultivation came from the book left by the old lady. He didn’t actually understand many basic principles. Especially the effect of these Heavenly Dao oaths and the consequences of breaking them, he wasn’t too clear.