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

Zuo Qiuchi is someone who likes to sleep comfortably. When the bed is crowded, the comfort level drops sharply. But it's too tiring to reason with someone like Shen Xuejun who has a twisted sense of reason. But it's not right to just indulge her like this.

Because of the overcrowding of beds, Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying reached a spiritual consensus without saying a word.

Although their movements were slightly different, they embraced Shen Xuejun's plump and beautiful body almost simultaneously.

In the darkness, Shen Xuejun suddenly opened her eyes and looked around in confusion:

"?"

Zuo Qiuchi didn't know what Shen Xuejun's inner rules were, but he just mimicked her tone and said helplessly and cheekily:

"The rules for this bed should be followed as they were originally, right?"

"What are the rules?" Shen Xuejun saw that she was planning to play tricks, but still followed her instructions.

“I need to touch my disciple to sleep, but now you’ve barged in and made me uncomfortable even touching Mingkong. It’s not too much to ask that you let me touch and touch him, is it? That’s what you just said yourself.”

"Okay," Shen Xuejun agreed.

If Feng Ying were to say the same thing as Zuo Qiuchi, then she wouldn't repeat what Shen Xuejun said, but would simply add one more point:

"The size of this bed is also a problem. It's the middle of the night, and it would be a bad mood to make a fuss. With the two of us squeezed together, I'm feeling uncomfortable with Master Shen's clothes rubbing against me. Could you take them off? That would prevent Master Shen's clothes from getting wrinkled."

Shen Xuejun wasn't one to argue indiscriminately. Now that she had suddenly barged in, she didn't say anything unreasonable like, "Although I have offended you by trespassing on your territory, you should still follow my rules." Considering that Feng Ying's words were reasonable and didn't seem like she was deliberately trying to make things difficult.

"What is your specific relationship with my disciple?"

“I did mention it before at Qingxin Mansion in Xiling. Why doesn’t Pavilion Master Shen believe me? I am Mingkong’s maid, but he has to treat me like royalty.”

Shen Xuejun nodded gently and asked no more questions. She slowly sat up from the embrace of the two women on either side and temporarily placed Xiao Mingkong in the corner.

The sound of fabric rubbing against skin filled the air. A curvaceous, alluring figure on the wall raised her arms, and then her cascading black hair swayed slightly as her dress was removed from her body and placed aside. Next, two snow-white, plump legs rose, and the woman's slender hands reached to the seams of her stockings, slowly peeling the white silk from her jade-like legs.

Shen Xuejun suddenly looked at Chu Mingkong and asked:

"Are you afraid of catching a cold? Do you want your master's wife to cover you with a bellyband?"

"......?!" Chu Mingkong swallowed, but not because his mouth was dry, but because he was frightened.

Feng Ying and Zuo Qiuchi's gazes instantly focused on him, seemingly wondering if Shen Xuejun's abrupt words meant that the two of them had a past relationship. Shen Xuejun took the bellyband and covered Chu Mingkong with it.

"No, no, how could I cover myself with my master's wife's undergarments? That's not appropriate." Afraid that Shen Xuejun would say something else, he quickly cut off the topic: "I want to rest, master's wife, please lie down."

Shen Xuejun then stopped talking about writing anything else, and after taking her little apprentice back, she lay back down at the foot of the bed.

Soon, the three beauties on the bed were entangled together again, but more accurately, it was Feng Ying and Zuo Qiuchi who were entangled with Shen Xuejun. Shen Xuejun just wanted to lie there holding her tender and pink disciple, while the beautiful legs of the two women on either side of her slowly wrapped around Shen Xuejun's pink legs like white pythons.

Their arms stroked Chu Mingkong's back, then slipped between him and Shen Xuejun, caressing Shen Xuejun's abdomen.

During this time, Fengying's occasional chuckles and teasing praises could be heard from inside the room:

"Master Shen's thighs are so smooth, cool and refreshing, it feels wonderful to the core~"

“Fengying, you’ve gone too far. Those are my legs…” Zuo Qiuchi said helplessly.

Shen Xuejun remained unmoved no matter how the two men touched her, clung to her, or breathed into her ear. She hugged her little apprentice like a cat and gently stroked his head.

Listening to the sounds from the bed, Chu Mingkong sensed how alluring the three graceful beauties' legs were intertwined. He longed to be among them, but unfortunately, he was held captive and unable to move.

After playing around like this for most of the night, Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying got bored and stopped to rest. However, Shen Xuejun's underpants had been loosened by the two of them.

The next morning, Shen Xuejun and Chu Mingkong were the first to wake up.

Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying were still lying down, but not long after, they heard a boy's childish voice chanting scriptures coming from the room.

The two of them inexplicably sat up in bed and looked toward the desk. Shen Xuejun was sitting there holding Xiao Mingkong, watching him read aloud from a scripture. Occasionally, when he was being lazy and quiet, Shen Xuejun would urge him to be more attentive.

What's going on here... I thought I'd entered a private school!

However, the most outrageous thing was Shen Xuejun's way of holding the book. She had one arm around Chu Mingkong and the other hand was free to hold the side of the book. But this way of holding only one side was not stable, so she used the boy's erect penis as a support and put the book on it. This way it was stable.

Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying stared in disbelief, finding Shen Xuejun increasingly difficult to understand.

At this time, both of them were comfortable lying down and didn't want to get out of bed so early, so they lay back down on the bed, leaving Chu Mingkong there to attend his morning reading class with a lifeless look on his face.

After the morning reading session, Chu Mingkong prepared breakfast for all three of them. Shen Xuejun then prepared to leave and return to her sect.

She came out to help Chu Mingkong deal with the Venerable Wenxin. Now that things are over, she needs to go back to the sect to make arrangements. Otherwise, if she only tells the sect's elders to prepare when the Sword Profound Sect makes trouble, it will be too hasty.

Before leaving, this seemingly cold and aloof master's wife did not forget to take care of her young apprentice. She took out the white silk she had taken off the night before and placed it in Chu Mingkong's hand.

"Here you go. Ask your master's wife if you want more."

Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying patted Chu Mingkong's head with considerable disdain, and Zuo Qiuchi asked with a smile:

"Chu Mingkong, you really like collecting these things, huh? Last time Shen Xuejun sent some over and I accidentally confiscated it, and now you're asking my wife for it again?"

Many words flashed through Chu Mingkong's mind, but they all seemed pale. He turned his head and said with a pained expression:

"Master, Fengying, you don't need to be jealous. Actually, I want your stockings too!"

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Even Boys Have Differences

Chu Mingkong quickly set off for the capital to see what new arrangements that bastard in the palace had made after yesterday's events.

"This time we've witnessed the royal family's new methods. The dragon vein can be used in this way; its power is quite remarkable. However, when intercepting Venerable Wenxin, the dragon vein didn't come to protect its foes immediately. Perhaps it was slow to activate?"

Chu Mingkong pondered carefully. Instead of entering the capital immediately, he chose to investigate the traces left after the dragon vein was activated yesterday.

Across the wilderness, scattered sinkholes remain, the once-flat land now riddled with pits and hollows, like giant cavities gnawed in tree trunks. Yet, the extreme yang energy of the dragon vein has left behind a trace of life; in just one night, faint green shoots can be seen sprouting from within the pits.

After all, for the dragon vein, this land is like its own home. It seems that it's not just about demolition, but also about post-disaster recovery work.

"What exactly is this extreme Yang power? Previously, Shangguan Rong was too hasty in her cultivation and almost had her life force taken away by this extreme Yang power. However, the extreme Yang power in this dragon vein pit can also help to grow new shoots after the roots have been severed."

He muttered to himself, completely bewildered, but even if he asked Jin Yu or those women who had cultivated the Extreme Yang Technique, he would most likely not get an answer.

Cultivation techniques are the essential methods and methods of cultivation, a condensation of the exploration experience of predecessors. Even if later generations cultivate them, it is difficult to say how much they understand this power. Especially Jin Yu, in order to achieve perfection as soon as possible, directly asked Empress Pei for a wisp of pure extreme yang power to comprehend, which is equivalent to taking a shortcut.

Chu Mingkong traced the dragon vein backwards, keeping a watchful eye out for any traps along the way.

There was indeed no news in the more distant areas, but as the area approached the capital, the number of guards increased. Each patrol leader carried what appeared to be a wine jar.

If it were just the wine jars, it wouldn't have been enough to make Chu Mingkong pay attention, but it was quite strange that each member of the patrol team had one.

He observed from a distance and noticed something unusual about the wine jar. Something inside the jar was emitting a faint, extremely yin aura, as if it were some kind of living thing.

After waiting for a while, Chu Mingkong saw one of the patrol teams distributing new jars to other patrol teams, while the old jars were collected. After they finished collecting and replacing the old ones, the group of people gathered at the back.

Chu Mingkong quickly followed and finally saw what was inside.

Flesh and blood embryo!

"Watch closely, this thing is extremely dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll suffer a fate worse than death. Don't blame me for not warning you. Keep your eyes wide open!"

The patrol captain shouted a command, then took out a bottle, poured the contents of the jar into it, and carefully poured the contents of the small jar into a large vat.

The contents poured out of the small jar resembled an underdeveloped embryo, with fascia and purple veins partially covering the flesh. Within the flesh were objects resembling eyeballs that pulsated like a heart.

After being drenched in those liquids, the flesh and blood quickly withered.

The captain then took a small, extremely yin core from the large vat and placed it in another location for safekeeping.

Upon seeing this, Chu Mingkong knew what kind of tactic this was!

"The ferocious beasts of the extreme abyss can absorb the extreme yin energy to complete their breakthrough. This is like using such things to capture the extreme yin energy emanating from my injuries, and thus to track my whereabouts."

But normal Abyssal beasts wouldn't look like this. Could this be the result of research from the Jin region?

Taking advantage of his injuries, Chu Mingkong concealed his aura and acted arrogantly for so long. Now the royal family has finally come up with a plan to deal with him, and it seems they have a good understanding of the Abyss Injury!

Unfortunately, this move came a little too late and was no longer effective against Chu Mingkong. The extreme yang power he had gained through combined cultivation was now suppressing the release of his extreme yin energy.

Master Zuo Qiuchi hasn't complained about anything like "holding him to sleep is cold and eerie" for a long time.

Chu Mingkong wasn't too relaxed. He stared at the collected Yin Cores. Although they were small, they were plentiful and easy to obtain without any risk!

"The royal family already has a stable means of collecting Yin Cores. What can they do with them? Turn them into a giant bomb?"

Although he is now lively and energetic, before his integration cultivation, the Abyss Injury brought him more torment than convenience. His memories of that time are anything but optimistic. Now, upon discovering the royal family's petty actions, his heart is heavy.

"At present, the Tianji Empire, a secular dynasty, may surpass all sects in its research and exploration of the power of extreme Yin."

However, I can't waste my energy on this right now; getting the people out of there is the top priority!

Having confirmed that there was no risk of his whereabouts being exposed, Chu Mingkong suppressed the urge to detonate those extremely Yin cores and entered the capital city directly. Even entering the Princess's residence was as easy as usual.

In her boudoir, Yongzhen saw the door open by itself and already guessed who had come. However, when Chu Mingkong dispelled his concealment, Yongzhen was surprised and stunned for a moment when she saw Chu Mingkong's small stature.

There are also differences among boys.

Chu Mingkong was exceptionally handsome even as a child. At that time, he was far from being described as handsome or dashing. His chubby cheeks still had a touch of baby fat, and he was so delicate that he resembled a little girl. He could only be described as cute and charming, but he was indeed deeply loved by female elders.

Yongzhen recognized the similarity in the facial features, and she had also heard Chu Mingkong talk about his shrinking once before, otherwise she really wouldn't have dared to think of him directly.

"Ming Kong?"

"Yes, it's me!" Chu Mingkong, in his little bean form, ran over and sat down next to Yongzhen. He first explained his state: "I can't change back to my original state for now, but it will be fine in a little while."

Yongzhen pinched his cheek; it was real, fleshy cheek, not an illusion. She exclaimed in surprise:

"There really is such a power that can cause physical growth to regress?"

"Stop pinching me, now you know it exists... I have successfully abducted Madam Zhen and she is now settled in Xiaoxiang Qin Academy. My master and the others are also there taking care of her, so you don't need to worry."

Yongzhen felt inexplicably awkward talking to this little brat in such an old lady-like tone, but her relationship with Chu Mingkong was already extraordinary, and there was no need for any taboos in their interactions. She did the same thing as many elders—she hugged Chu Mingkong on her lap, touched his belly and pinched his cheeks.

"..." Chu Mingkong was speechless: "I'm talking about serious business!"

"I heard you. As long as Mother is alright, everything is fine." Yongzhen smiled gently.

"After yesterday's events, has the royal family come here? Have they made any other moves?"

"Of course there are. Even the guards outside have been replaced. The chief eunuch from the palace even came over. Many teachers who study formations have also come to the academy. Several formation barriers have been set up, but it seems they didn't work. You just swaggered in."

Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Grand Vision is Like a Flower Girl

"Yesterday was alright, but I could hear a huge noise outside even when I was in the capital. It was quite frightening!" Yongzhen placed both hands on Chu Mingkong's face.

"It's alright, anyway, everything's been dealt with, and we've witnessed the Emperor's new methods without any major incidents. When it's time to kidnap Yongzhen in a few days, we'll be fully prepared."