Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

"If you've thought it through, then come on over~"

Mi Shenxiang lifted her skirt, turned her back to the tree trunk, and bent over.

The bone armor Chu Mingkong was wearing had a special opening for that purpose, but he wasn't sure how to open it and it took him a while. Meanwhile, the Bewitching Incense was already eager to steal his cultivation.

Hearing that he was ready, she took the initiative to reach out and grab him. After grabbing him, she frowned, her slender hand stiffly stroking him up and down until she was completely stunned.

"..."

This... is Hua Shura?

Chapter 158 Give Me a Cup of Forgetfulness Potion

When Mi Shenxiang was cultivating with the Kinnara girls, she had secretly observed them many times. Initially, it was to check how well Hua Xiuluo was cultivating. To Mi Shenxiang, Hua Xiuluo was just a big white pig waiting to be slaughtered.

What she's doing is using low-level disciples from the sect to cultivate with this pig, fattening him up, and then she'll reap the rewards.

Initial observation is essential. The Bewitching Incense must carefully observe whether his cultivation is correct and whether there are any errors in the circulation of his technique that might affect the effectiveness of his power. Later observation is equally crucial; she needs to confirm that Hua Xiuluo's cultivation level is still under her control.

If Hua Xiuluo were to encounter a fortuitous event one day, and her cultivation suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds beyond her control, she would truly have nowhere to turn for help.

It was through this meticulous observation, akin to raising pigs, that Mi Shenxiang, even without ever actually handling it, observed it so many times that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she knew Hua Xiuluo's size perfectly.

How could the difference in thickness be so huge!

This is definitely not Hua Xiuluo. Could it be that Hua Xiuluo was killed without anyone noticing?!

With such strength, if we could absorb his power...

The Bewitching Incense tried to guess what the other party was thinking:

"This person must be trying to conceal his identity and infiltrate the Rakshasa Society. He must have just eliminated Hua Xiuluo today and switched the bodies. No wonder he was so eager to leave Anxixiang's place today. He must be afraid of being exposed."

"Then I might as well go all the way. I'll pretend I don't know anything, play along, absorb his power, and then report to my superiors to claim my reward. That way, I won't lose anything, and I'll even gain some credit for nothing!"

Mi Shenxiang forced herself to remain calm. She turned her head and glanced at the "Vajra Pestle" in her hand, convinced that it was definitely not Hua Xiuluo... This thing looks like it's being tortured. Give me your power!

Chu Mingkong noticed her momentary hesitation and made a judgment. This woman was putting on an act! He took the initiative and said:

"Bewitching Incense, why are you stunned? You seem quite surprised by me?"

"Of course I'm surprised. I didn't expect Hua Xiuluo to have mastered the Joyful Union Technique so well, and to have secretly collected other techniques to cultivate this Demon-Subduing Staff to such a terrifying degree. I never imagined that Hua Xiuluo's methods were so extensive..."

"Who are you trying to fool? There's no such technique. Only beast-taming techniques could accomplish this, and who would use their precious beast-transformation ability for something like this?" Chu Mingkong replied.

"I never expected Miss Enchanting Fragrance to be so knowledgeable."

"Come on, Hua Xiuluo, hurry up! I can't wait any longer!"

The Bewitching Incense was already eager to lure the "man" into the "room," and it looked like it was about to break through his chest when Chu Mingkong feinted with his spear, flicked the tip, and launched a surprise attack from another cramped spot.

The demoness reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly tightening her back doorway to prevent outsiders from entering. However, Chu Mingkong's cold glint arrived first, followed by his spear thrusting out like a dragon, catching her completely off guard!

A scream of agony echoed through the woods, and her pupils constricted sharply, her mind filled with only one thought:

It's going to crack!

—The above is all just imagination. Chu Mingkong activated the "Hehuan True Scripture". When he felt the suppression of the cultivation level, the Bewitching Incense became scared. She thought that Chu Mingkong was going to absorb her cultivation, so she hurriedly begged for mercy.

Chu Mingkong chuckled. He gathered extremely Yin Fire spiritual energy at his fingertips and drew an ominous heart on the tree trunk in front of the Bewitching Incense, warning her not to try any more tricks.

"Bewitching Incense, tell me, what is your true identity?" Chu Mingkong was too lazy to suppress his voice anymore and spoke to her directly in that childlike voice. After he finished speaking, he felt a chill and put his weapon back into his armor.

What was that extremely Yin energy? How could this person wield such Yin power?!

The strange childlike voice of the man behind her sounded even more sinister and terrifying to her.

"My lord, I am a candidate for Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, Ai Xin... Please, my lord, do not take away my cultivation."

Are the Hehuan Sect members now only active in these desolate wilderness areas? How pitiful. But Chu Mingkong only thought this to himself and didn't actually feel much sympathy.

It's hard for Chu Mingkong to have any goodwill towards a guy who uses such methods to absorb other people's cultivation. If he didn't have the "Hehuan True Scripture" to protect him, and if he had any more evil thoughts, he might have had his cultivation drained by this guy.

"What is this organization? What do they do?"

"As for the Rakshasa Society, I can't say more. When you join, you have to take an oath. If you reveal the existence of the Rakshasa Society, you will suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. Moreover, Ai Xin doesn't know the purpose of the higher-ups in the Rakshasa Society. I only rose to the bottom of the Incense Clan by relying on my cultivation and recruiting disciples from my sect to become a Kinnara."

That's understandable. This organization is so secretive, with very little information circulating outside. They probably make similar oaths to their subordinates to control their mouthpiece.

"Now even the Hehuan Sect has joined this force called the Rakshasa Society?" Chu Mingkong asked again.

Ai Xin shook her head, not daring to delay for even a moment, and hurriedly said:

"No, there are only a few disciples, but I've heard that some disciples from righteous sects have joined."

No, does your oath really work? Wouldn't this be considered a leak of organizational secrets in some way?

However, he figured he wouldn't get much more information from this, so he might as well ask her about the Hehuan Sect's cultivation methods. Chu Mingkong was very curious about how far this sect, which used the harmony between men and women as its cultivation method, had developed this practice.

"Do you have the complete manual of the Hehuan Sect's dual cultivation technique?"

"No, although the cultivation technique I have is called the 'Hehuan Jing' (Hehuan Scripture), it is only the version for candidates to cultivate as Holy Maidens. Holy Maidens, Holy Sons, Elders, Protectors, and Sect Masters all have cultivation techniques of different complete levels."

If even a broken cultivation technique is made to look so complicated, doesn't that mean if you want to know the complete version, you have to seduce the sect leader? That's even harder than just stealing it.

"Then what use is your cultivation technique besides absorbing other people's internal energy and healing injuries?"

"The purpose of cultivation techniques is simply to cultivate and then improve one's realm, right...?" Ai Xin stammered, her eyes filled with confusion, unable to quite answer his question.

Chu Mingkong then corrected a misconception he had had. It seemed that this was indeed the case; wasn't the primary function of a cultivation technique to improve one's cultivation level? His "Hehuan True Scripture" was so useful that he had almost forgotten the very purpose of the technique itself.

"Do you know what I'm thinking right now? I'm hesitating whether to kill you to silence you. Keeping you alive will only expose my existence and affect my plans. It's hard to guarantee that you'll keep quiet."

"My lord... I can offer myself as your bedmate to help you cultivate. I will not tell anyone. I can even swear an oath to you to spare my life!"

"Offering yourself as my bedmate? Your ass isn't pretty enough to touch my crotch. Fine, you can sleep with me for a few days first."

Chu Mingkong then asked her for more information about Gu Mei, before pulling out a long spear—the real spear—and shooting her unconscious. He then poured the junk item he had won in the blind box lottery, "Forget-Me-Not Potion," into her mouth like a bottle of alcohol.

Sure enough, even the most worthless things have their uses!

After feeding her more than a dozen bottles, Chu Mingkong went back to find Gu Mei, satisfied, and waited for her to go to Yin Fengying.

Chapter 159 Even a dog could...

"Where is he? Why hasn't he come back yet? Is it that hard to find a pair of pants?" Zuo Qiuchi was a little frustrated and puzzled.

Of course, there was more worry than anything else. Since the viewing stone had already been sent out, judging by the timeline, Xiao Yunhan had most likely already received the surprise gift, and there was even a high probability that she was already on her way with her sword.

Zuo Qiuchi didn't want to waste his breath explaining to her, as that would make her lose face, so he had to reach his destination as soon as possible and then disappear into this chaotic land.

But at this pace, if that little brat Chu Mingkong doesn't come back soon, Xiao Yunhan might really be late.

"Could it be that this kid discovered I gave the stone to Xiao Yunhan and is deliberately stalling for time to wait for her to arrive?"

Zuo Qiuchi sat by the window, resting his chin on his hand, gazing idly at the clouds high above. Such a view overlooking all living things could be very refreshing and exhilarating, but after a while, it would only become monotonous and boring.

However, it's not entirely boring now, because flying magical beasts occasionally come and cause trouble.

She could actually unleash her aura to intimidate them. Magical beasts are often smarter than primates, but this intelligence is quite simple: they won't approach rashly if they sense something is amiss with an enemy's aura. Among humans and demons, there are always those who seek fortune in danger and court death. Zuo Qiuchi concealed her aura, intending to lure these flying magical beasts to their doom.

Upon seeing a "little bird," she raised her finger and flicked out a burst of sword energy to kill it, taking it as a way to relieve her inner turmoil.

But this kind of enemy is a bit monotonous. It would be more interesting to bring back my little apprentice and kick him a few times.

In the captain's room, the caravan members gathered together again.

Wang Fei harbored resentment towards Chu Mingkong, and he complained to Di Shudie:

"Shudie, we're not even slowing down anymore; we're practically stopping in the airspace where flying magical beasts gather. This is suicidal, disregarding the safety of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion's goods! We can't linger here any longer; we have to set off. If we delay any longer, we'll be late for our arrival!"

The other officers shared similar opinions, all disagreeing with Di Shudie's order to stop the spaceship. While their escort team earned a decent wage, it was still hard-earned money; they wouldn't receive a commission regardless of the cargo's importance unless it was stated beforehand. But if the cargo were lost, they'd be in deep trouble. Where would they get so much money to compensate? Would they be stuck working as bodyguards at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion for the rest of their lives?

“Wang Fei is right, Shu Die, you should reconsider. Stopping here is not a good idea. The child jumped down on his own, so even if we can't find him, it's not our fault. We can deliver the goods first and then come back to find him. What if we attract a large number of flying magical beasts?!”

Di Shudie, having been the captain for so many years, surely understood these principles. However... if the spaceship delivered the cargo first, they would have to rent other means of transport instead of using the spaceship if they wanted to return to find the child. The cost of operating a spaceship was too high; they couldn't afford it on their own.

But it would be too slow to get back by horse-drawn carriage. If the boy really encountered some kind of trouble, how could we rescue him in time?

Di Shudie, clutching her sleeve, stood up from her seat and said with difficulty:

“That makes sense, but those two were entrusted by the Pavilion Master, and their importance to the mother and child is no less than that of the goods. Haven’t you noticed that whenever a flying magical beast gets close, a sword aura slashes down? It must be the work of that senior. The sword intent alone is extraordinary. Let’s wait for another incense stick’s time. If we go over time, you can go first, and I will go down to find the child.”

These two were entrusted to us by the Pavilion Master, and we cannot afford to fail them.

When Wang Fei heard these words, he immediately misinterpreted them. He recalled the image of the little boy, Elephant, swaying precariously by the window, and felt inferior to him, inexplicably feeling defeated and uneasy.

"You only met that monster-like boy once, and you're already this concerned about him?"

Di Shudie was truly baffled. The Pavilion Master was supposed to help escort two people, but after escorting them, only one person remained. Would that explain everything? She was too lazy to argue with Wang Fei any further.

"Let's settle on this for now. I'll go and inform that senior colleague and explain our difficulties. She should understand."

An officer stared at the distant sky outside the window, his face drained of color. He pointed at the sky, speechless, and said:

"Master, look over there! Flying magical beasts that blot out the sky!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Fei felt a sense of impending doom mixed with a smug satisfaction at having gained the upper hand, even if this smugness was ill-timed. He asked gloatingly:

"See? I told you we couldn't linger here. If the spaceship stays here too long, it will attract the attention of a large number of flying magical beasts. How will that senior you mentioned, Shudie, handle this situation?!"

They led their men onto the deck, and upon gazing at the massive horde of flying magical beasts that blotted out the sky, they couldn't help but gasp. But the voluptuous, veiled beauty with a stunningly beautiful back was already standing there.

Even the most ordinary heavy sword would require two hands to wield by a male cultivator, but this woman held a heavy sword in one hand and casually swung it, sending sword energy surging like a tsunami.

Those agile and extremely difficult-to-deal-with flying magical beasts were like mayflies before the vast ocean in the face of the power of this sword. In an instant, the sky cleared and the distant sky became clean.

The caravan's officers were filled with a chilling astonishment.

What level of skill is required for this sword strike? Grandmaster or Saint?

Zuo Qiuchi put away her ruthlessness; she wanted to leave even more than the other officers, to avoid dealing with Xiao Yunhan. Zuo Qiuchi said to Di Shudie:

"Just do as you say. Wait for him for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If he doesn't come, leave. The child is grown up and can take care of himself."

Watching her return to her room, Di Shudie sighed:

"This kind of female senior is not only powerful but also has unparalleled beauty. She is truly admirable!"

Looking at Di Shudie's longing gaze, Wang Fei felt a pang of unease. That look used to belong to him, but Di Shudie's cultivation level had surpassed his without encountering any major bottlenecks. Now, whenever he saw Di Shudie interacting with someone, he felt she was about to cheat on him, his mind conjuring up the delusion that even a dog could cuckold him.