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

"Yes, what if you try to back out if I tell you? You can't fool me."

Chu Mingkong also reached out and pressed his hand against his beautiful master's jade-like face, not wanting her to take advantage of him by touching him. Zuo Qiuchi's cheeks were smooth and her snow-white skin was filled with a delicate fragrance, and the touch of her was better than the most beautiful jade in the world.

Zuo Qiuchi didn't mind him touching her. The two of them, master and disciple, had always been like this, playfully touching each other. Touching each other's cheeks was no big deal.

"If you really tell me, I'll let you touch me, but only if you don't hide anything."

“Then I’ll say it… I plan to recognize Feng Ying as my master as well, and learn her movement and concealment techniques from her. In the future, I can enter and leave the palace without any hindrance, and I won’t be restricted by the Dustless Talisman or other limitations!”

Good heavens, you little brat, having me as your master isn't enough, you want to recognize another one, aren't you greedy?

However, Zuo Qiuchi knew she couldn't teach him concealment techniques; she wasn't interested in such things. If Chu Mingkong really wanted to learn, he would have to become Feng Ying's disciple.

"Okay, then you can acknowledge her as your master from now on. She will take care of you in the capital. I'm going to go out and have some fun. I'm so bored in the capital."

"Don't go, you are still my most important master, no one can replace you."

Chu Mingkong pretended to break free from Zuo Qiuchi's "hold", trying to crawl into her arms and hug her neck. However, Zuo Qiuchi tightened her grip, and Chu Mingkong failed to do so. His face was still held between her hands.

“Go on, what other secrets are there? Her level of skill can't be learned just through comprehension. Even if you become her disciple, it won't be of much use.”

"Also, after we met, I took her to practice fusion cultivation once, and she listened to me and was at my beck and call the minute the whole time."

Your emphasis on this point makes me wonder who was really in control back then... Zuo Qiuchi felt that Chu Mingkong's words were a bit self-deceptive. To go to such lengths after only meeting her so soon... it's clear that Feng Ying was quite adept at seducing her disciple before!

"What exactly happened with Huanlu getting the medicine last time? Why was she able to get it so quickly! Did you secretly practice with her before?"

Chu Mingkong remembered Zuo Qiuchi's earnest instructions, his little face filled with confusion:

"Master, what are you saying? You told me before to forget about the Acacia Dew and pretend it never happened. I don't remember anything!"

Zuo Qiuchi remained silent, his blood pressure was a little high from what he had done, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and angrily rubbed the dog's head.

"Now that you remember, I grant your permission." A forced smile appeared on the woman's stunningly beautiful face.

“When I was little, I was trying to calm my restless mind in my room when Fengying came in, and then all sorts of things happened. She remembered my weaknesses. But there was a bit of an inside story about the time I was getting the medicine. Several times I was about to produce the medicine, but then Master said you were tired, and Fengying would come over and suck all the medicine away. Then you would have to start stimulating me to produce the medicine again.”

Zuo Qiuchi: "..."

So that's how it is! Feng Ying is truly wicked! That night, she really exhausted her mouth, and the effects of the Hehuan Dew were making her feel uncomfortable. Feng Ying would also open her mouth from time to time, provocatively showing off the mouthful of white medicine that Chu Mingkong had told her to have. So that woman intercepted it halfway through, right?

However, from Chu Mingkong's perspective, the key was Feng Ying's grasp of his weaknesses. She was very good at capturing changes in his senses, and as soon as she discovered that he was sensitive in a certain area, she would seize that point to attack.

Even when they later cultivated together, Fengying was able to find his weakness. Even though they were in a posture of embracing and being connected, her hands could only hold his body.

It seemed that only Chu Mingkong had room to maneuver, but Feng Ying would still suddenly bend her leg, taking advantage of her supple, snake-like figure.

Its soft, flexible toes grind against its walnuts, seizing control.

"I've said everything I needed to say, Master, you can't go back on your word!"

Zuo Qiuchi, holding his little apprentice's tail (which was growing in front of him), said with mixed feelings:

"The way you are now is like a puppy wagging its tail and confessing how it flatters other masters, only to turn around and try to be affectionate with its original master. What am I supposed to do with you?"

"But you're the one who told me to be honest. You can't expect me to be honest and then get angry, act recklessly, and go back on my word, can you?"

Chu Mingkong broke free from Zuo Qiuchi's grasp, nestled close to her embrace, and pressed his face against hers, his nose brushing against his beautiful master's. Zuo Qiuchi's fragrant lips brushed against her little disciple's cheek, and then Chu Mingkong heard her promise.

"Fine, fine, there's nothing I can do with you. You really don't want to lose even the slightest advantage. You have to get your revenge after just a couple of touches. Go ahead and touch me, but if you touch me any more, I'll have Yunhan deal with you."

Chu Mingkong's heart began to race. He felt that his heart was beating even faster than when he was transformed into the Abyss.

He walked behind his master, his heart surging with emotion, and forced himself to remain calm as he said:

"It's still not fair. I wasn't wearing pants, and you took the picture directly at me, but now you're wearing a skirt!"

Zuo Qiuchi began to suspect that his little apprentice was playing a bigger game, and that his premeditated plan to not wear pants was here!

"That's going too far! If you really think it's unfair, then you can crawl under my skirt like a little puppy, and I won't stop you~"

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P.S.: I've recently developed a habit of drinking strong tea at night, and my sleep schedule has completely messed up... I'm sleepy but can't fall asleep.

Chapter 177 is, of course, serious.

A true man can bend and stretch. Just think of Han Xin crawling between someone's legs in the ancient story. Now, Chu Mingkong should also draw strength from the role models of our time and not take such a small humiliation seriously.

Zuo Qiuchi wanted to see his hesitant expression, but Chu Mingkong squatted down and lifted her skirt to crawl inside. Before she could react, Zuo Qiuchi could no longer see him and only felt a little guy moving around between her legs.

Zuo Qiuchi felt the same helplessness as Yun Nongyu when facing her. When the other party doesn't follow common sense or rules, there's nothing she can do. Moreover, Zuo Qiuchi was the one who said those words.

She could only give a half-hearted warning: "Count it yourself, or if you count it too many times, Yunhan will deal with you."

Chu Mingkong squatted on the ground, looking up at the two jade-like legs and the two round moons, as white as snow and jade, supported by the beautiful legs. He felt relaxed and happy, and the richness of the beauty nourished his soul like sweet dew.

Just as Zuo Qiuchi was about to urge this guy to hurry up, she heard Chu Mingkong's intoxicated voice coming from under her skirt:

"Master, I won't take any more pictures. I'll just watch and live inside your skirt for the rest of my life!"

Zuo Qiuchi hardened her fist and temporarily changed the rules. It was nothing more than cheating each other. She didn't have the kind of high-mindedness to feel guilty about.

"You've been looking for too long. You've touched it twice, and you can still touch it once more. It's time to end this."

Chu Mingkong knew that reasoning with Zuo Qiuchi was useless, so he complained and quickly stood up. However, he stood up a little too hastily and bumped into Zuo Qiuchi.

The feeling of being offered a warm welcome but met with indifference stirred Chu Mingkong's heart.

He was not a person with much interest in antiques and antiques, and the antique aesthetics had no appeal to him at all. However, the charm of Zuo Qiuchi touched his heart.

Chu Mingkong's gaze moved to that blasphemous place.

Although I was fortunate enough to taste the acacia dew once that night, I haven't been able to get close to it since.

He longed to have a master-disciple cultivation session with Zuo Qiuchi, a time when their paths were blocked by wine.

(PS: Don't overthink it, the phrase "壶浆塞道" (hú jiāng sāi dào) actually exists, describing a crowd of people filling the streets with wine to welcome an army. It's an idiom with a Warring States period origin.)

Zuo Qiuchi felt two small hands climb onto her body. Even though she was usually carefree, at this moment, under that subtle feeling, her fair face flushed red, making her look beautiful and charming. However, she breathed a sigh of relief. Since the little thing had made its move, this delicate situation would soon be over.

The little hand was wandering, when suddenly it applied more force, its fingers tightened, and flesh spilled out from between its fingers.

"...Okay, okay... hurry up and come out, or I'll beat you up—hey!"

Zuo Qiuchi's pupils contracted, and after a gasp, she quickly picked up Chu Mingkong and glared at the boy. The boy's tongue was still sticking out of his mouth, looking like he was sticking out his tongue and making a face, but also like he was still not satisfied.

"What did you just do?" Zuo Qiuchi asked Chu Mingkong angrily, looking at him seriously and pinching his restless tongue with one hand.

"I've become a lapdog for my master!" Chu Mingkong said proudly and smugly.

Zuo Qiuchi was so angry he almost laughed, his teeth itching with rage. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to him. After a long while, he finally said:

"I told you to act like a puppy and follow my lead, and you actually became quite ambitious, knowing you should just become a lapdog?"

"Yes! Master, there's no need for praise. This is what I should do as your disciple. I will continue to work hard in the future!"

Zuo Qiuchi: "..."

Getting angry or throwing a tantrum won't work on this kind of guy. Zuo Qiuchi really wants to teach him a lesson, but she can't think of a way to do it. If she really brings Xiao Yunhan into the picture, things will only get more complicated and give her a headache.

Seeing Zuo Qiuchi remain silent, Chu Mingkong immediately began to admit his mistake and brought up the issue of fair treatment:

“Master, I was wrong just now and I impulsively licked you. So now I don’t mind if you impulsively lick me back. You can lick me once. I’m a very reasonable person.”

That's not reasoning, that's extortion.

Zuo Qiuchi discovered that this guy's schemes were truly intricate and impossible to guard against. His scheming was both straightforward and insidious; this was his true nature.

She took a deep breath, put Chu Mingkong down on the ground, squatted down to look him in the eye, and asked:

"Tell me, are you hiding something? Why are you making such a fuss?"

Chu Mingkong held Zuo Qiuchi's hand, pondered for a moment, looked into her eyes, and said:

"I want Master to always be by my side."

"The answer was perfunctory and vague," Zuo Qiuchi commented.

"I'm just afraid that if I'm too blunt, you'll lose face, Master. This time, I'm licking your boots without any reason, no reason like the Hehuan Dew. I want to do more with you."

I'm saying this now because I'm afraid you'll feel that now that Fengying's leg is back by my side, that I have someone to rely on, and that my situation has improved, and then you'll start thinking about leaving."

This was something Chu Mingkong had been quite worried about.

If we describe Chu Mingkong's previous situation as a critically ill patient, then Zuo Qiuchi was a doctor who had been taking care of the patient. The doctor's mindset is that once the person who needed care is out of trouble, she will leave.

Chu Mingkong didn't care what reason Zuo Qiuchi had for staying by his side, but he was very concerned about whether she would leave later. If Zuo Qiuchi really intended to leave, then Feng Ying's "return to the team" would be the trigger for her departure.

This matter urgently needs to be clarified at this time.

“Master, you don’t need to say anything about your thoughts right now. I just want to keep you by my side. If you want to go somewhere, I hope you can accompany me after I’ve finished dealing with what I’m doing right now… Look at those so-called Daoist couples, aren’t they essentially just a man and a woman, working together, exchanging cultivation experiences, and progressing together?”

I think our master-disciple relationship is similar; whatever a Daoist partner can do, we, as master and disciple, can try!

Zuo Qiuchi looked at him and said:

"I'm curious now, is this just nonsense coming from your little brain, or is it your true thought?"

Chu Mingkong had previously wanted to conserve his extreme Yang energy, something hard to come by, and no one could replenish it for him yet. However, Zuo Qiuchi actually doubted his maturity.

Chu Mingkong didn't hesitate. A strand of extremely yang golden thread dimmed, completely eliminating the infantilization effect left by [Child Worshipping Buddha].

His body was growing bigger, and his strong frame burst out of his children's clothes.

After a few days, I finally returned to my normal physical condition.

However, Chu Mingkong looked bewildered and his toes dug into the ground.

I can't believe I've been running around naked for so long!

Zuo Qiuchi was shocked and silent when he saw Chu Mingkong. He didn't expect that after Chu Mingkong became a child, he would actually act even less thoughtlessly than when he was normal. It wasn't an act.

"It seems you're awake?" Zuo Qiuchi said earnestly, standing up to leave.

But suddenly her perspective shifted, and Zuo Qiuchi fell to the ground—Chu Mingkong had tackled her.

"The part about not wearing pants wasn't done by me, but what I just said is true!"

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