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

"It's alright. This note is for communication purposes only. If I'm not around and Madam Zhen wants to chat with a junior, she can simply use this to contact her."

Madam Zhen felt relieved and looked at the words on the note, as if Chu Mingkong was speaking those words to her in her mind.

Although she knew the reason why Mingkong only looked for Yongzhen and didn't come to see her, Madam Zhen still felt a little disappointed.

It wasn't because of Chu Mingkong that she felt disappointed, but rather because this relationship issue had never been properly resolved.

During the time when she and Yongzhen had swapped souls and controlled each other's bodies and couldn't switch back, Yongzhen was so wary and distant of Mingkong, while she unwittingly used her daughter's body to build such a good relationship with Mingkong.

Even after he switched bodies with his daughter, he was still able to deceive Mingkong into getting close to him by pretending to meet her blindfolded late at night.

Madam Zhen's initial concern was that Chu Mingkong would continue the same attitude she had when she was with Yongzhen, secretly go to see Yongzhen, and then reveal what she, as the mother, had done with her daughter's body.

Unexpectedly, not only was it not exposed, but her daughter Yongzhen naturally became so close to Mingkong. Everything she and Mingkong had done in the past was given to Yongzhen as a dowry.

She could comfort herself by saying that she had found a good husband for her daughter, and that she, as the mother-in-law, could not maintain that strange relationship with Mingkong forever.

But this time, after Mingkong finished looking for Yongzhen, he left without visiting her, which really upset Madam Zhen and made her feel neglected.

Although it's now clear that Mingkong was in a hurry to leave because of her, her emotions are far from clear and rational; that sense of loss lingers.

......

Seeing that Madam Zhen had not given any further response, Chu Mingkong figured there shouldn't be any problems.

"Isn't there any way to control this empathy? It makes being close to one person feel like being close to two at the same time. One side knows exactly which hole the other has been entered into. It's just too awkward..."

The sighs drifted away into the clouds high in the sky as Chu Mingkong began to bother the Filial Piety System:

"Is there any technique or method that can help me quickly master that kind of empathy?"

No, try more, experience more, and see how things unfold, depending on opportunity and personal understanding.

So it seems we still need to try more. It looks like using that model to practice is the safest option. Is there any way to come up with an excuse to bind a large doll to my mother-in-law, Madam Zhen?

But then again, what's the point of this kind of empathy...?

Lost in thought, Chu Mingkong finally arrived at the Wenqing Pavilion.

Wenqing Pavilion is nestled among towering mountains, rich in spiritual energy. Its pavilions and towers are built against the mountainside, perched high on the celestial peaks. High above, there are even more celestial pavilions and towers that seem to float in the air, surrounded by floating rocks and ethereal clouds. A river flows through the valley below, its banks converging to form a bustling town.

Chu Mingkong was very curious about which faction these ordinary people in the small town belonged to. Did they belong to the Wenqing Pavilion, or to which country?

His spaceship had barely stopped when a chill suddenly swept over him, and the surrounding temperature dropped considerably.

A woman's figure emerged from a cloud of icy mist. She was plump and rounded, with a cold and beautiful appearance. Her skin was flawless. She held her soft hands together in front of her lower abdomen and walked towards Chu Mingkong with a dignified yet indifferent demeanor. Her proud and firm white breasts seemed to tremble with each step, creating waves of milk.

Master's wife, Shen Xuejun, has arrived.

Chu Mingkong, who had just been sitting dejectedly at the bow of the boat, composed himself and quickly got up to greet them.

He kept in mind his way of getting along with Shen Xuejun and said cautiously:

"Greetings to my master's wife... Is there any custom required for me to enter the chamber?"

"rule?"

The beautiful sect leader, with her mature and charming demeanor, sized up Chu Mingkong, seemingly lost in thought, but her calm and expressionless face revealed nothing. Chu Mingkong awaited her instructions.

“You’ve shrunk,” she said succinctly.

"...?"

Is the rule that I have to shrink before I can go in? Chu Mingkong remembers that Wenqing Pavilion isn't a women's sect, right? It can't be that male adults aren't allowed to enter, can it?

Fine, whatever Master's wife says goes.

"Master's wife, I didn't bring any clothes that fit me. Could you allow me to go to that small town down there and buy a set of clothes?"

"No need, Mingkong, just wrap yourself in your current clothes."

He can't move around much while wrapped up like that. His adult size is very different from his childhood size. He wasn't one of those superhuman beings who were eight years old and eight feet tall when he was a child. He was just a normal little kid.

Chu Mingkong muttered to himself as he returned to his cabin. He immediately shrunk to a tiny size, so small that his robe couldn't even stay on, leaving him standing there completely naked.

He had just pulled out his plain-colored undergarment and put it on when a chilling aura came from behind him. Then his vision suddenly rose because Shen Xuejun had picked him up without saying a word.

The difference in treatment is really huge. Just now, he was standing far away, but now that he's shrunk, he's come right over and hugged him... No matter how many times he's experienced this, Chu Mingkong still can't help but complain like this.

"Wait a minute, Master's wife, let me tie my pants up."

"No need, this is fine, Master's wife doesn't mind." Shen Xuejun said, picking him up and walking out, "Put the floating boat away yourself."

Chapter 46 Not just warm, but also hot

Shen Xuejun, the head of a sect, doesn't seem to have any airs or pretenses within her own sect.

Many sect disciples passed by on their magical artifacts along the way. They naturally dared not say much about their sect leader's actions, but they still cast questioning glances at the boy in her arms, wondering who this boy was.

The sect leader is usually accompanied by his eldest sister, Xiao Yunhan, and then by the elders he interacts with because of sect affairs. This is the first time he has seen the sect leader bring back people he doesn't know.

Chu Mingkong also curiously observed the sect scenery and disciples' attire of Wenqing Pavilion. He pretended that the men did not exist, but the female disciples were all wearing white stockings!

This is truly a sect's fashion aesthetic that's at the forefront of style!

However, he had assumed that the disciples here would all be as cold and aloof as his master's wife, Shen Xuejun, severing their own emotions and adhering to the rules of self-reliance. But in reality, this was not the case.

While the disciples who greeted Shen Xuejun were respectful and showed no emotion, the disciples walking in the distance were chatting and laughing, much like those at Xiaoxiang Qin Academy.

"Master's wife, should I conceal my presence?" Chu Mingkong asked.

"No need, why hide?" Shen Xuejun retorted.

"nothing."

Since his master's wife didn't care, Chu Mingkong didn't care either. Anyway, he was using a secondary account now, so as long as he didn't say anything, no one would think of him as Chu Mingkong if he lost face.

"By the way, is my older sister Yunhan here? I just chatted with her via paper stick a few days ago. She probably didn't expect me to come over. I'll go check on her."

“…” Shen Xuejun paused for a moment, then said, “Yunhan has gone into seclusion, and her immortal peak has been sealed off.”

"So sudden, how could you just go into seclusion like that? Fine..." Chu Mingkong was a little disappointed. "Even if you were going into seclusion, you could at least have told me with a note."

"Perhaps he suddenly had an epiphany and went into seclusion. Such things depend on chance and inspiration. If you arrange everything properly before going into seclusion, it will distract you and affect the effectiveness of the seclusion."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingkong nodded, agreeing that there was some truth to it and that it shouldn't be forced.

"Although Yunhan didn't say it explicitly, she definitely hopes you can come here more often. Maybe you'll run into her when she comes out of seclusion."

"I'm not familiar with this place either. Besides my master's wife, what if she goes into seclusion one day? If I come here, wouldn't I be ashamed to be a stranger to all the disciples?"

"My current retreat is more about introspection and reflection on my experiences and insights over a period of time. A short retreat doesn't need to be too long. If I'm not here when you come back, just come and stay at my cave."

Having said that, a sect leader's token appeared in her hand. It was a jade pendant, specifically given to the sect leader's guest elders, similar to the elder's token she had previously obtained at the Xiaoxiang Qin Academy. Shen Xuejun placed the jade pendant in Chu Mingkong's hand.

"Keep it safe."

After flying for a while among the misty mountains, it seemed that the sect leader's immortal peak had been reached.

However, Shen Xuejun did not enter the cave directly, but instead landed on the stone steps halfway up the mountain. These steps, which climbed up the steep mountain peak, had no handrails or guardrails. It was very dangerous for ordinary people to walk on them, as they could easily fall into the bottomless ravine if they were not careful.

Chu Mingkong wanted to ask why they didn't just enter the cave, but Shen Xuejun pointed to a distant, faintly visible immortal peak and said:

"That immortal peak is where Yunhan's cave is located."

So she was his tour guide... Chu Mingkong nodded:

"Understood."

Shen Xuejun didn't say anything more. Holding the boy, she walked lightly and steadily up the stone steps.

This was an ordinary act, nothing inappropriate or superfluous, but it made Chu Mingkong, who was being held, feel somewhat uncomfortable. He was pressed against his master's wife's full breasts, her delicate breasts faintly visible, exuding a subtle fragrance. He hadn't felt anything while flying, but now, with each step she took, the trembling softness and friction brought him immense stimulation.

His calves were swollen like thighs, restlessly pressing against the cold and beautiful woman's snowy belly and navel.

"Master's wife, why don't you put me down and let me walk?" Chu Mingkong asked awkwardly.

"You really want to get off and walk?"

Shen Xuejun put Chu Mingkong down directly. Without the restraint of pants, the undergarment that Chu Mingkong wore like a skirt was lifted up and became very obvious.

Disciples occasionally pass by the sect leader's peak. Although they try to avoid disturbing the sect leader, cultivators have excellent eyesight and will definitely notice the boy's unusual behavior.

After much hesitation, Chu Mingkong decisively said, "Master's wife, hug me."

Shen Xuejun picked him up again and continued walking up the stone steps. Chu Mingkong really wanted to ask why they didn't just fly up, since Yunhan had already pointed out all the immortal peaks!

After enduring so much suffering, we've finally made it to the end.

The master's wife's cave dwelling was rather simple, but the most luxurious thing was the bookshelf wall, which contained many ancient books with rare texts.

Chu Mingkong went straight to the point and said:

“Master’s wife, that fellow called Venerable Wenxin, I heard from my master that he used to harass you. In order to express his admiration for you, he changed his name to Venerable Wenxin. Do you remember him?”

He was defeated by you, Master's Wife, but now it seems he has achieved success in his seclusion and may have made a new breakthrough. I wonder how much you know about him, Master's Wife?

Shen Xuejun did not give a perfunctory answer. When Chu Mingkong came, she had sent people to inquire about detailed information. However, all they could find out was about his abilities back then. Now that Venerable Wenxin has come out of seclusion, there has been no record of any confrontation, so naturally they could not find out anything.

"This person must be a former royal relative of the Tianji Empire. When he came to find me, he claimed that he had mastered a lost ancient sword technique, which was similar to the concept of questioning one's true nature. He said that one's intention could enhance the power of the sword technique, but what exactly that intention was, no one knew."

I don't know if his technique was merely a name, or if he hadn't mastered it yet, but I defeated him with a single blow; he's not worth mentioning.

Shen Xuejun's hand landed on Chu Mingkong's belly, touching the boy's cool and smooth stomach, but her elbow would occasionally brush against his straight thigh.

She herself seemed completely indifferent, but Chu Mingkong's thing would be touched by her hand from time to time, which was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman's gentle, slender hand grasped Chu Mingkong's weakness, causing him to tremble and nearly cry out.

"...Master's wife?" Chu Mingkong asked in a low voice, puzzled.

"Put it down, it's in the way." Shen Xuejun's voice was calm and even, as if she simply disliked that the thing was getting in the way of her touching the boy's stomach.

Chu Mingkong thought of a solution and realized that the problem was still the lack of pants. People can't be too free; too much freedom means losing freedom. Niu Niu was the same. It wanted to rest, but its freedom blinded its reason, and it kept trying to make its presence felt. Something should be used to restrain it!

"Master's wife, do you have any fabric of similar size here? A spare towel will do too. I'll wrap myself in it. It's a bit chilly, cough cough..." he said, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"Do you need a material that can keep you warm?"

"Actually, you don't need to be so picky, anything will do," Chu Mingkong said awkwardly.

Shen Xuejun reached into her clothes and after a while, took out her light blue bodice, which still retained her body heat and the scent of her breasts.

She wrapped it directly around Chu Mingkong's belongings.