Truly wonderful.
Hayato was full of admiration. Based on this figure alone, none of the female laymen he had encountered could compare.
"This humble monk is feeling a bit hot right now."
Reaching out to touch the Ripped-Mouth Woman's head, Hayato slowly pressed down.
Under the suppression of the Vajra power, all of the Ripped-Mouth Woman's strength was weakened to the extreme.
Not even one percent of Hayakawa Rin's peak strength remained.
Facing Hayato's dominance, Hayakawa Rin could only grudgingly choose to lower Hayakawa Rin's head.
*Pfft!*
With a muffled sound, Hayato frowned, feeling as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.
On the contrary, the Ripped-Mouth Woman let out a muffled groan, Hayakawa Rin's teeth nearly shattered all over the floor.
"In ancient times, there was the Collarbone Bodhisattva, who used lust to stop lust, and desire to resolve desire."
"Monster, today This humble monk requires Hayato's assistance in my cultivation, to perform the act of a Bodhisattva, a physical offering, with immeasurable merit. Do not be ungrateful."
"Be obedient, and there will be a day when Hayato can attain Buddhahood."
Hayato said in a deep voice.
He had now fused with the power of the Vajra Pestle, his physical body was simply indestructible, and he was not afraid of this monster saying anything.
However, if this monster refused to cooperate, he would also have a headache.
Immediately, he appealed to reason and emotion.
"Monk, sweet talk! Men are indeed not good things."
The Ripped-Mouth Woman coughed a few times, tilted Hayakawa Rin's head back, and looked at Hayato with a mocking expression.
This Monk spoke so nicely, yet he was still coveting Hayakawa Rin's beauty.
"Layman, Hayato has misunderstood. This humble monk merely wishes to guide Hayato to attain Buddhahood."
"This humble monk has cultivated the Buddha Law since childhood. How could mere worldly pleasures make This humble monk indulge?"
Hayato's expression remained unchanged. He had been a Monk for so many years, and while his Buddha Law realm was average, his thick-skinned realm had long ago reached a state of perfection.
If his skin wasn't thick enough, how could he fool those devout believers into studying the Buddha Law with him?
Upon hearing this, the Ripped-Mouth Woman's gaze towards Hayato immediately changed.
Hayakawa Rin had never seen such a shameless person.
To be able to phrase something like lust at first sight in such a fresh and refined manner.
And this guy was even a Monk.
"Alas, Layman, Hayato is stubborn and misunderstands This humble monk too deeply. This humble monk is unwilling to say more."
Seeing that Hayakawa Rin still looked unenlightened, Hayato immediately showed an expression of being angry at Hayakawa Rin's failure to improve.
Since this monster was unwilling to awaken, like that Bodhisattva, to perform the act of physical offering to gain merit and transcend on Hayakawa Rin's own.
Then he could only use Demon Subduing methods to proactively help her transcend.
It was just a pity that it lacked some of the joy of mutually discussing the Buddha Law.
Hayato slowly walked behind the Ripped-Mouth Woman, lifting the black skirt to Hayakawa Rin's waist.
The last bit of covering from the black dress on Hayakawa Rin's body disappeared, and Hayakawa Rin's completely exposed body was revealed before Hayato's eyes.
"Don't look!"
The Ripped-Mouth Woman reached out, wanting to cover Hayakawa Rin's body, but Hayakawa Rin's hands were bound by the prayer beads and raised high above Hayakawa Rin's head, making resistance impossible.
"Excellent!"
Hayato looked at the perfect back with a satisfied expression.
The black long hair was scattered, and the pale skin gleamed under the light.
Perhaps due to excessive tension, the perfect body slightly trembled.
Seen from the side, the full and proud sin was ready to burst forth, the full curves naturally hung, exuding a fatal temptation.
The slender, snake-like waist seemed too delicate to grasp, yet possessed astonishing resilience and strength, perfectly connecting the upper and lower body.
Further down was the perky buttocks, like a ripe fruit, round and elastic.
The towering chest and full buttocks formed a stark contrast with the slender waist, creating exaggerated curves, every line showcasing ultimate sexiness.
And the black long skirt hanging at the waist, like a Woman's last piece of covering, barely managed to conceal the private parts.
Every slight movement was full of temptation.
"Don't look!"
The Ripped-Mouth Woman's voice trembled, Hayakawa Rin's eyes were filled with shame and anger, and Hayakawa Rin struggled desperately, completely ignoring the wantonly swaying sin.
Looking at the skin that was gradually turning red due to intense shame, Hayato felt a surge of heat.
Although Hayakawa Rin was a monster, what difference was there between this appearance and that of an ordinary delicate girl?
It was even harder to resist than imagined.
Hayato gently pushed aside the last line of defense.
Amidst the panicked and fearful high-pitched screams, the Vajra Pestle began its work of transcendence and Demon Subduing.
The Ripped-Mouth Woman was originally still struggling, but gradually stopped moving.
Along with the pleasure of the physical body being transcended, Hayakawa Rin's mind entered an inexplicable state akin to enlightenment.
The body's sensations continuously soared, gradually reaching a happiness that transcended simple carnal desire, originating from the soul.
Hayato also felt the changes within it. The restless nameless fire in his heart gradually subsided, replaced by a pleasure originating from his heart and mind.
The magic power within his body grew at an extremely fast rate.
Hayato narrowed his eyes. His body instinctively wanted to obtain more pleasure and attain higher realms of enlightenment.
Scenes he had seen before inexplicably appeared in his mind.
The dazed Ripped-Mouth Woman was forced into various positions. Although Hayakawa Rin initially wanted to resist, Hayakawa Rin's mental defenses were shattered by waves of increasingly intense pleasure.
Completely sinking, becoming a tool that only knew how to roll Hayakawa Rin's eyes.
It was unknown how long had passed. The mechanically repeating movements stopped, and Hayato and the Ripped-Mouth Woman's posture had become sitting opposite each other.
Just like the posture of the Joyful buddha carved on the Vajra Pestle.
As the Vajra Pestle vibrated, the infusion of Buddha Law was completed.
Hayato slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
In just a short moment, the magic power in his body increased by a strand of hair.
At least equivalent to two or three days of his arduous cultivation.
And the Vajra Pestle was as indestructible as ever, not looking at all like it had just finished a fierce battle.