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

After much persuasion and overcoming so many obstacles, this mysterious system mother will no longer ignore him for most of the day, and the cooldown for asking reckless and irresponsible questions has significantly increased.

[Perfecting the qualities of a puppet until it reaches the level of reshaping a physical body can be seen as forging a weapon, gradually approaching perfection.]

"Is the ultimate goal of a puppet to become a real person...?"

Chu Mingkong scratched his head, feeling rather ironic. Although in this kind of world, the reshaping of the physical body is mostly used to change one's own body, from his perspective, it's just having a toy. It's a bit like a real person playing with a puppet, but in the end, the puppet has to improve towards becoming a real person.

It's not entirely about becoming the original owner; you can think of it as possession of a body. The difference is that you create this body yourself, adding talents you didn't have before, and even drastically changing your appearance. However, even ordinary powerful beings might not be able to gather the methods and materials to reshape a body in their entire lives.

Everyone has selfish desires; where there is emotion, there is self-interest. Aside from the chosen successor, who would willingly pass on their life's experience to an outsider? Many of the large sects you see today may have originated from a simple transaction: I pass on my techniques to outsiders, and they search for ways to rebuild my physical body.

Chu Mingkong silently took a sip of tea, secretly remarking, "Her voice is so pleasant, and she talks so much more..."

[Ahem, System Mom, if we use this method, wouldn't we achieve immortality? When death approaches, we simply change bodies endlessly. Even if we can't find a good body ourselves, we can occupy someone else's.]

The spirit and the flesh are inseparable. The soul cannot survive long without the body, and the body without the soul is no different from a living corpse, making it more susceptible to attracting wandering ghosts. However, this method can only extend one's lifespan once, equivalent to living a second life, and one will forget who one is. This is the loss of the soul and the price of escaping the shackles of lifespan.

If one can cultivate to a certain level, perhaps there will be a chance to recall one's past.

For no apparent reason, Chu Mingkong thought of what he had heard in his previous life: how many emperors of dynasties spent their national resources searching for elixirs of immortality, which was somewhat similar to the selfish motives behind the establishment of sects that his system mother had just mentioned.

No matter how strong an individual is, time will not give them more time to spare; things that require organizational power still need to be handled by the organization.

What use are these dolls now, really only for their lifelike appearance?

[It can be used as a substitute doll in ancient witchcraft to ward off disaster and bloodshed, and to suffer the next fatal injury.]

"Then we really need to prepare one for each of them. Better safe than sorry."

After making up his mind, Chu Mingkong asked his system mother a question he thought wouldn't cause any problems:

[Such a good thing, how could it be missing from the system's collection? Why isn't your Dao model displayed on this interface?]

Silence followed...

Chu Mingkong stared blankly at the air, feeling regretful but also thinking that achieving this goal wouldn't be too difficult.

She can already step on me. If I break through a little more, I should be able to see her face without any problem. And if I can see her face, then seeing her butt should be no problem either!

As night fell, Chu Mingkong took advantage of the fact that his elders had gone to bathe and soak in the hot springs in groups. With so many of them, the bathing process involved a lot of chatting, which lengthened the time. This period of time was quite ample, and it was one of the few times Chu Mingkong could be alone.

Taking advantage of the convenience he had previously obtained from the acting sect leader, he created a temporary cave dwelling.

This makeshift cave was nothing more than a secluded little grotto, not particularly spacious, but with a pleasant environment. The walls were adorned with fresh greenery, and various unidentified wildflowers grew on the branches. Near the depths was a spring, like a miniature indoor waterfall, with clear water cascading down the rock wall and tinkling over the small pool. Being inside evoked a feeling somewhat like the secret hideout I had longed for as a child.

Chu Mingkong eagerly took out Yongzhen's doll and placed it on an ice jade bed.

This ice jade bed was obtained from the mall and is quite valuable. At this stage, Chu Mingkong should have been working hard to save up his ordinary filial piety and exhaust his bad luck, but he probably got too bad luck and became a bit temperamental. Seeing that this ice jade bed was beautiful, he couldn't resist and exchanged it.

I regretted it after the exchange, but there was no use in regretting it. I could only try it out and comfort myself that I didn't lose out.

The ice jade bed was surrounded by a misty, ethereal atmosphere. The translucent bed was soaked with cool, jade-like droplets of liquid, which drenched the wide white inner robe of the doll, revealing its flesh-colored flesh like a cicada's wing.

In the dim light, the stone bed made the skin of the doll Yongzhen appear exceptionally translucent, like a masterpiece of art, and the beauty of her wet body was alluring and captivating.

At first glance, it looks like Sleeping Beauty lying quietly on it.

I don't know if it was because of the water droplets on the ice jade bed that made the doll Yongzhen's body wet, which diluted the clean and tidy feeling and made it even more difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Chu Mingkong lifted up the doll Yongzhen's long, beautiful legs, brought them together, and grasped her ankles, revealing her slender, lustrous figure even more clearly before his eyes.

At the same time, Yongzhen and Madam Zhen trembled involuntarily.

The strange sensation of the kisses from her jade-like feet caused the mother and daughter's toes to curl up adorably like startled rabbits.

Yongzhen bit her thin lips with her silver teeth, her fingers gripping the bed sheet as she struggled to get up. Her legs were numb and weak, and she staggered to her feet. She found a piece of paper, endured the noise, and wrote in shaky, messy handwriting.

【What are you doing.】

Thinking of Yongjin.

You come out first.

【Didn't Yongzhen agree with me on this?】

Not ready.

[They're out.]

Don't linger by the door.

As night fell, the imperial princess, confined to her heavily guarded mansion, helplessly endured the pleasure that reached her heart, her eyes gradually becoming hazy.

Meanwhile, at the Guest Peak Hot Spring in Xiaoxiang Qin Academy, Madam Zhen, who had just been chatting with several beautiful women, maintained a composed and patient smile, suppressing the sounds deep in her throat. Her breathing quietly became rapid and hot, her heart filled with unspeakable bitterness, yet she dared not express her feelings.

"You guys chat first, I'll... take a short break."

Finding an excuse, Madam Zhen closed her eyes and soaked in the water to avoid making a fool of herself, and tried her best to keep her expression unchanged.

Perhaps it was because she was so close to the doll, but she vaguely heard Chu Mingkong's voice and the sound of flowing water in the environment. Her back felt cool and damp, but very comfortable.

Is this... the doll's senses?

She seemed to be multitasking, with the sounds of noblewomen chatting in her ears while her mind was simultaneously processing the serene yet passionate noise.

Madam Zhen tried to control the puppet, but she couldn't open her eyes and see Ming Kong's burning gaze. Her hands and feet also seemed a little stiff and unaccustomed to it, but she was certain that she seemed to have a sense of control over the puppet.

Chu Mingkong, who was in the secluded cave, suddenly stopped moving and even his breath seemed to skip a beat.

Because he discovered that the eternal life doll had embraced him...

Her slender arms, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, were wrapped around his neck with a slight but defiant air. Although the movement was very gentle, Chu Mingkong could feel the longing in her trembling arms, the longing to embrace him.

Looking at the doll's face again, its eyelids were trembling, but it couldn't open them.

Honestly, this state is quite frightening, but fortunately, Chu Mingkong is bold enough... bold enough.

He thought to himself:

"This shouldn't be Emma, ​​right? If it were Emma, ​​she would have contacted me with a note as soon as she noticed this. So it must be someone else?"

"Madam Zhen seems to be enjoying a hot spring with Aunt Gu and the others right now, so we can't be too unrestrained."

Despite this little incident, Chu Mingkong simply slowed down the pace, exploring the depth and intensity of their love in their intertwined embrace.

This rhythm filled Madam Zhen with immense satisfaction and immersion. Similar to every previous late-night rendezvous, they held each other tightly, yet the embrace was gentle and melodious, as if the world consisted only of the two of them.

Yongzhen was a little confused. Mingkong seemed to have become gentler, but the feeling of this tight embrace wasn't bad either.

Chapter Ninety-Two: A Big Client Arrives

A few days later, Chu Mingkong had almost fully recovered. The refractory period of his spiritual veins ended, and he regained his peak virility.

These past few days, Aunt Gu and Elder Si Chunhua have become close friends. They are often seen together, seemingly researching pill formulas. Every now and then, Aunt Gu will bring over a bowl of soup, accompanied by an enthusiastic greeting: "Brother, drink... Mingkong, it's time to take your medicine."

Unfortunately, these kidney-tonifying and essence-nourishing herbal decoctions didn't work for him much; they were just a taste, not as effective as a cup of Albizia Dew.

However, Aunt Gu saw that Chu Mingkong recovered in just a few days. After drinking the kidney-tonifying soup, his cultivation and spiritual meridians also recovered. She felt that the treatment was very effective. Now she still works with Elder Si Chunhua, studying pharmacology and also practicing stewing soup and refining pills.

Chu Mingkong wasn't busy playing with the doll all day. She only played with it once and never touched it again, otherwise Yongzhen would have been angry. Last time, she agreed that it could only be in one place, but Chu Mingkong suddenly changed lanes while walking. Afterwards, she scolded him for a long time on the note to cover up the fact that she was completely absorbed in it at the time and only realized the situation later.

Madam Zhen was quite endearing. You could tell she wanted to ask him when he would use the doll to get close to Yongzhen again, but she didn't know how to bring it up. Every time they met, she seemed hesitant to speak.

Perhaps it will be better for Madam Zhen to have a better excuse to approach her once Chu Mingkong replaces Madam Zhen's doll. But that won't work now. Chu Mingkong has to maintain his filial piety and get all of Yongzhen's dolls in one go, as a way to strengthen Yongzhen's life-saving measures.

Only after completing this task could he continue to show his filial piety to Madam Zhen and the others.

"We've arrived at Qingse's Fairy Pavilion. Time to take a stroll around."

Chu Mingkong stretched and got ready to go out. He wanted to bring his lazy master along, but it seemed that he was helping to accompany his sisters-in-law on their outing, acting as their protector.

That's fine, otherwise, if he pulls out one jade dildo after another, I won't know how to explain it to my master.

Xianzhen Pavilion.

The area in front of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion was bustling with people, as it was located near the Xiaoxiang Qin Academy, a women's sect, and the reputation of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion attracted many disciples to visit.

From a distance, Chu Mingkong saw that it looked a bit like a small shop after school, just as crowded as it does now.

However, the Xianzhen Pavilion has a very large capacity and is a hidden world inside. It only looks crowded from the outside, but it is actually very spacious inside.

The Immortal Treasure Pavilion has no gender restrictions, but Chu Mingkong, a grown man, is now somewhat embarrassed to go there openly.

The male cultivators who happened to be active nearby originally intended to buy some medicinal herbs at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, but upon seeing that all those entering and leaving the gate were female disciples, they had no choice but to retreat and choose another time to come.

Helpless, he had no choice but to squeeze into the crowd of female disciples and follow them into the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. He could hear the chatter of several female disciples around him.

"I have never seen an all-female disciple group in front of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. Is it all because of the reputation of Pavilion Master Qingse?"

Some people don't take it seriously:

"Fool, our sect is all female disciples. The Immortal Treasure Pavilion is so close to us, of course you'll only see female disciples. Your question is like walking into a graveyard and asking why there are only graves everywhere. Isn't that ridiculous!"

Girl, your analogy is... well, only if the sect elders hear it.

"But there are still some female disciples from the Wenqing Pavilion here, those wearing white socks, aren't they? It seems that Sect Master Shen of the Wenqing Pavilion will also be visiting our sect today and will take a look at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion."

Has white silk stockings become the symbol of the sect's female disciples...?

"I've also heard the female disciples of their sect talking about this. Some of them seem to want to meet Sect Master Shen. Perhaps she's already here?"

Inside the Fairy Pavilion, Qingse, his back dripping with sweat, served the expressionless woman before him.

In this line of work, one has seen many eccentric customers, but the word "profit" can open up many relationships. However, the Sect Master Shen of Wenqing Pavilion is difficult to deal with using common sense, and Qingse has never been able to do anything about her.

Given the status of Sect Master Shen Xuejun, it would be wrong of Qingse not to personally receive her. However, even if she did receive her, Qingse would not know how to handle her and could not fathom her.

"Sect Leader Shen, what brings you to my Immortal Treasure Pavilion?"

"I have no special needs, I just came to take a look."

After Shen Xuejun finished speaking calmly, her gaze was fixed on the jade dildos on the display stand... Why do these shapes look so familiar?

The more I look at it, the more it resembles her little apprentice's...thing.

Who entrusted this item to you for sale?

"Uh... I can't disclose that. It's a rule of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. I hope Sect Leader Shen will understand!"

"Yeah, it's nothing."

Suddenly, Shen Xuejun's gaze fixed on an empty spot. Immediately afterward, a mist of ice quietly enveloped that location, but she found nothing.

That spot was exactly where Chu Mingkong had just stood; he reacted quickly and dodged perfectly.