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

"Because the piece of white tiger totem jade in your hand is equivalent to seven or eight pieces of broken jade in weight, its texture is naturally more translucent and lustrous."

Feng Ying's voice suddenly rang out, and then her fragrance wafted to Chu Mingkong's nose and filled his heart. Her alluring figure then appeared in front of Chu Mingkong.

Chu Mingkong placed the newly acquired white tiger totem jade into her hand, then took her hand in his, his eyes fixed on the jade and her hand, and exclaimed in admiration:

"It really needs to be translucent and radiant!"

The two walked through the wind and snow towards the Moon Palace, which was right in front of them. Their pace slowed down because a protective barrier had been set up there. Even if they were in a hurry to get there, they would just stand there at the entrance and couldn't get in. They could only wait for the second prince to remove the barrier.

Feng Ying took out the totem jade that Chu Mingkong had given her a long time ago and put it together with the newly captured totem jade. The two pieces of jade were combined into one, but there was no change in their appearance. Only the texture became more translucent.

Judging from its existing shape, this piece of jade, if intact, should be a round disc, with a white tiger carved on it, containing wind and thunder.

The piece that Chu Mingkong currently possesses is carved with the part of the white tiger's rear end.

"I still have a spot that almost got poop on it, why don't you put it in too?"

"Your master said that the totem jade was tainted with filth. Let's wait until the smell dissipates before putting it back in, otherwise the whole thing will feel dirty." Feng Ying looked at his pig's trotter with disdain and suspicion, very worried that there might still be any lingering smell.

"That's a rumor. Even if my hands really touched her, I wiped them clean on my master's butt a long time ago. Do you think I've touched her butt less these days?" Chu Mingkong straightened his clothes, looking extremely proud.

Although they had slowed their pace, the two still quickly arrived at the gate of the Moon Palace, where they were blocked by the barrier.

Chu Mingkong had already stopped and was about to wait when Feng Ying reached into the barrier and dispelled it.

Chu Mingkong looked surprised: "How did you do that? How did you manage to hide such a trick from me?"

Fengying explained somewhat awkwardly:

“The protective barrier that is activated actively is different from that that is activated passively. This one is activated actively, and it can be easily dispelled by anyone with direct blood of the Yueqi royal family.”

"Does this mean you are also of the Yueqi royal family?" Chu Mingkong's forehead was heavy with a bunch of question marks.

"Probably, but back then I was probably just a marginal figure. My wicked teacher used to be very successful here. Maybe he used his status to 'adopt' me when I was still a child. You don't need to feel guilty. I'm not close to this place and I don't care about blood ties."

Entering the Moon Palace, Chu Mingkong looked at this magnificent palace, a remnant of the former empire, and hesitated even more:

"If the eldest prince is gone, and then the second prince is also gone, won't your Yueqi royal bloodline become even more depleted?"

Chu Mingkong actually has some psychological trauma from Fengying. She was a very close older sister when they were young, but because of his good intentions, he messed up her tribe.

If she were to accidentally kill her blood relatives again, she would be devastated.

However, Feng Ying simply shrugged and said casually:

"How can I treat a stranger as family? I used to treat my teachers as family, but it seems I misunderstood them."

You don't really need to worry about 'ruining Yueqi's future' because of my unexpected bloodline. If I were someone who had always lived in that palace, I might still have some unrealistic thoughts. But I have always lived in the most ordinary, low-level tribes, so I can feel the incurability of all this even more.

If you release one of your enemies from my notebook because of me, wouldn't I suddenly owe you a favor? That's practically forcing me to do something!

Chu Mingkong remained silent for a while before slowly saying:

"How should I put it? Your teacher may have treated you like family for various reasons, but I'm different. I'm a very simple person, and being simple means being lustful. You'll hardly find someone as pure as me again. From now on, you should just stay with me and behave yourself."

Feng Ying rolled her eyes at him, deciding that it would be more efficient for her to help Chu Mingkong herself, so as not to make him hesitate because of what happened back then.

"I don't really blame you for what happened back then. Let's not talk about that anymore... Now, just like you said before, the White Tiger ate people!"

Feng Ying raised the incomplete White Tiger Totem Jade, and a huge white tiger phantom several meters tall appeared, its form more solid than before.

When the white tiger stormed into the Moon Palace, at first people could be heard shouting joyfully, "Our divine beast has returned!" but it quickly turned into screams and cries of agony.

Feng Ying took the small notebook out of Chu Mingkong's arms and marked an "X" on the Second Prince's name as well.

Chapter 228 Aunt Gu: You've been holding me for a bit too long!

Last time I visited the Kunlun Dao Sect, I only stayed briefly, dropping Rong'er and Yongzhen off here to meet up with Madam Zhen and the others before rushing back to the Crescent Moon Kingdom.

Now he could finally leisurely appreciate the scenery, but it can only be said that Chu Mingkong was not the kind of person who appreciated mountains and rivers. He crudely exclaimed, "Ah! The mountains are so beautiful," and then pulled Feng Ying aside to chat.

Chu Mingkong leaned against Feng Ying's chest. The carriage bumped along the mountain road. With each sway, Chu Mingkong could feel his head being bumped by her breasts, a sensation that was indescribably wonderful.

"Fengying, what are your plans regarding the Crescent Moon Kingdom?"

Feng Ying cradled Chu Mingkong's head, her slender fingers gently tracing his scalp. Her hands were adept at finding his weaknesses and his pleasures. She inexplicably countered with a question:

"You shouldn't ask me this kind of question. Although I can't bear to see the tribesmen there in such a state, I know I can't change it. But you, you ended your activities in the New Moon Kingdom so early. What are your plans now?"

"What else can we do? Just like we said before, we'll observe and see what happens before we make a move. We'll make things difficult for the emperor, and if the opportunity is right, we'll just get rid of him."

Chu Mingkong took out the small notebook again and wrote the number "thirty" on it.

Fengying initially thought he was chatting on paper, but upon closer inspection, she realized he had written a number in that grudge notebook. Curious, she asked:

"What does this mean? Is thirty a person?"

"No, this is a countdown number." Chu Mingkong flicked his hand upwards, lifting the halter-neck bodice of Feng Ying, revealing two pink mounds sinking onto his face.

Feng Ying didn't care. She stretched out her nimble black-stockinged feet, gently stepped on them, and asked again:

"So it's a countdown to what? The time to leave the Kunlun Dao Sect?"

Chu Mingkong feigned profundity: "I'm almost ready, and the emperor has also been patient enough, so it's time for him to make a move against Xiling."

Feng Ying found it inexplicably funny. She could more or less guess Chu Mingkong's thoughts: he was trying to estimate how long it would take for the emperor to suffer a setback here, based on the time she herself had spent being humiliated in the New Moon Kingdom.

However, this kind of pretense of wisdom and foresight is not suitable for Chu Mingkong to do; it feels quite out of place, much like a rough butcher trying to embroider a needle.

"Alright, then analyze it carefully. If you do a good job, I'll reward you with a few satisfying kicks~"

Chu Mingkong wanted to sit up straighter to make his words more convincing, but he felt that the head cushion was really comfortable, so he continued to lie down and carefully explained the reasoning to her.

"The Emperor of the Heavenly Pole has now made a desperate gamble by coming to the Crescent Moon Kingdom, hoping to seize the last chance to find the legendary Moon Goddess. However, given the characteristics of the Crescent Moon Kingdom, he will definitely return empty-handed."

Judging by the timeline, he won't tolerate this humiliation for more than a month. He won't waste any more time here; he'll start plotting his revenge against Xiling before he dies.

Fengying sighed, pulling down her bodice to hide her soft, white breasts. She said helplessly:

"You haven't suffered enough in the Crescent Kingdom yet, have you? All your plans are useless here, and your wishful thinking is even more difficult. Now that the Crescent Kingdom is in the midst of extreme wind and snow, the path you should have taken to 'get the people of Xiling to leave their homeland and enter the Crescent Kingdom to become a new force' has also been cut off. You should leave the task of coming up with ideas to those girls and not make things difficult for yourself."

Chu Mingkong was humiliated; after being slapped in the face by Feng Ying for a while, all he could think about was his brain.

"Wait, weren't you just thinking of an excuse to step on me a few times? How come you're all dressed now?"

Feng Ying could confirm that this guy was indeed very lecherous. She pointed out the car window and said:

"You're here. The two elders you left behind have come to pick you up. If you're sure you want to continue, I don't mind stepping on you in front of them, letting Madam Zhen and Madam Gu see what kind of expression their favored junior will make on my toes~"

She pretended to reach out and untie Chu Mingkong's belt, and Chu Mingkong chickened out first, surrendering indignantly.

Some things are indeed quite interesting to do with Feng Ying, and the pleasure Feng Ying can bring him goes beyond what is supposed to be fun. But if Aunt Gu and the others see it, that's another story.

Fortunately, they didn't have any melon-eating talismans, otherwise Chu Mingkong felt that sooner or later they would catch him playing around with Feng Ying in private, and he would be dead.

However, he suddenly realized that Feng Ying had just rubbed against him with her toes, probably because she thought the journey was almost over and did it on purpose. She didn't know that she was going to meet Aunt Gu and the others at that moment.

This was intentionally designed to make him suffer halfway through before forcing him to stop.

Feng Ying got off the carriage first, and Gu Jun Gui had rushed out to greet it as soon as it started going uphill.

"Huh? Miss Feng, why are you the only one here? Where's Mingkong?" Gu Jungui asked in confusion.

Fengying said regretfully, "Mingkong is seriously injured and delirious. He's lying in the carriage now."

"what?!"

Gu Jungui and Madam Zhen looked surprised and worried, clutching their sleeves anxiously, and were about to get into the car to check.

Chu Mingkong had a headache. He adjusted his testicles, barely managing to hold them together with his thighs to prevent the tent from towering too high.

"Aunt Gu, Madam Zhen, don't listen to Feng Ying's nonsense, I'm perfectly fine!"

He got off the car with some difficulty moving, trying to tense his thighs, refusing to believe that two legs couldn't hold one leg back.

Seeing that he was alright, Gu Jun Gui's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. She said reproachfully:

"Honestly, you didn't even bother to get out of the car and meet us when we arrived. You have no idea how worried we've been these past few days. The disciples here at the Dao Sect have been sending news from the Crescent Moon Kingdom every day. Today it's the Heavenly Pole Empire sending troops, tomorrow it's an extreme cold blizzard. I'm so worried. I've never heard of such a strange place in my life!"

She grumbled a complaint, but still couldn't wait to hug Chu Mingkong. Last time he brought Yongzhen and the others over, he didn't even say a few words before turning back. Now they were finally reunited.

Feeling the immense pressure of Aunt Gu's breasts on his chest, Chu Mingkong gasped, feeling one of his legs suddenly begin to exert force.

Thankfully, it got stuck!

Since Aunt Gu had already hugged her, it wouldn't be good to ignore Madam Zhen. Chu Mingkong originally intended to give her a quick, light hug, but as soon as he took a small step and gently embraced Madam Zhen, one of his legs immediately bounced and bumped into the beautiful woman's lower abdomen.

Madam Zhen was stunned, her face paling slightly, but she dared not utter a sound.

Feeling the hardness near her navel, her cheeks flushed a bright red.

Chu Mingkong hugged her stiffly for a while, not daring to let go, and could only force a conversation: "Why are only Aunt Gu and Madam Zhen here? Where are Yongzhen and the others?"

Gu Jungui felt that Madam Zhen had been holding his precious darling for a while, and frowned slightly:

"We just happened to see a carriage coming from down the mountain, so we guessed it was you. Yongzhen and the others don't know yet... Mingkong, you've been hugging me for a bit too long!"

Chapter 229 Gun and Stick

Chu Mingkong secretly felt ashamed. If he released Madam Zhen in this state, Aunt Gu would see it, and the female Taoist disciple who accompanied the two beautiful women would also see it—

He was normal when he first hugged Madam Zhen, but after only a short while, he suddenly became aroused.

Chu Mingkong has a thick skin, but he only becomes a little unrestrained after getting to know people well. Now that he has come to the Kunlun Daoist Holy Land, he doesn't want to have a strange reputation spread immediately.

If you make a good impression and then do something not too outrageous, people will think, "Even a heroic young man has a romantic side." But if the initial impression is strange, even if you do something great later, people will think, "I never thought that perverted lecher could do something so big."

When Madam Zhen heard Gu Jungui's doubts and urging, she was also anxious, not wanting Mingkong to have his reputation ruined because of this unexpected situation.

She made up her mind and released Chu Mingkong's embrace, but the moment she left his arms, she turned her body slightly to the side, just in time to block the young man's enormous size.

When she was pretending to be Yongzhen and having a secret rendezvous with Chu Mingkong late at night, Madam Zhen had also studied his penis and knew that in some situations it was difficult to force him to lower his head and suppress it, but it could still be raised.

In that instant of turning to the side, Madam Zhen's delicate hand grasped it and then pushed it upwards... tucking it into her belt, allowing Chu Mingkong's cast steel belt to suppress this "bastard".

Although Chu Mingkong's physical body had been tempered to be extremely strong, he still gasped when Madam Zhen suddenly clamped his waist with her cinched belt.

The warm and beautiful Madam Zhen left Chu Mingkong's embrace. Noticing his convulsive expression just now, the busty beauty couldn't help but feel a little apologetic. However, because of Gu Jungui, she couldn't ask him any questions, so she could only pretend that nothing had happened and continue the conversation normally.

Facing Gu Jungui's gaze, Madam Zhen concealed a hint of panic, smiled, and said: