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

Chu Mingkong simply tore off his cloak and dispelled the mist, leaving even the core guards of the Inner Immortal Treasure Pavilion puzzled and astonished.

Beneath the mist was a little boy dressed in ill-fitting clothes. Chu Mingkong never imagined that one day he would be able to use this alternate account to preserve the reputation of his main account.

With his cultivation level and bloodline advantage, the auction house's expulsion had no effect on him; he was blocked. In fact, many cultivators also did this, fearlessly staying in the auction house to watch the show, such as Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying, and the Ice and Snow Master and Disciple in the Wenqing Pavilion, who sat there calmly.

They all watched quietly, wanting to see what Ao Wei was up to.

"Huh, it really is Xiao Mingkong! When did he become a Vajra in Buddhism?" Gundan thought to himself in surprise, clearly taking Chu Mingkong's mocking words seriously.

No, that's a way of saying it when you're out and about, to conceal your identity.

"I am also the Iron-Eating Vajra of Buddhism, and the nuns and female disciples in Xingqi Temple are all my servants!" Black and White Bear said, trying to salvage the situation.

Chu Mingkong did not use the power of extreme yin to avoid revealing his identity, as the power of extreme yin could now be considered his trademark. Instead, he used his master's wife's icy spiritual energy.

Snowflakes scattered all around him, and a chill permeated the air. This chill instantly coalesced into the cold glint of the dagger in Chu Mingkong's hand.

The dagger flashed in an arc, freezing the water dragon's head in place.

Chu Mingkong was puzzled: "How come it only has this much power? This Ao Wei is something else, it's incredibly tough!"

The core guards of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion were surprised. This was actually a child with an aura of ice, a rare talent indeed. He held a dagger in his hand, his killing intent was faint, and his realm was not bad. Could it be that he was related to that person from the Questioning Love Pavilion?

Xiao Yunhan looked at her younger brother with suspicion. How did he possess icy spiritual energy? Did their master give it to him?

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!" Gundan shouted.

"You're wrong, you should call me Master," Chu Mingkong corrected.

"Master, I'm here to help you!" The Iron-Eating Beast immediately changed its tune.

The chubby body of the idiot suddenly became incredibly agile, transforming into a shadow as it darted past, then suddenly leaped out and delivered a baseball punch to the head of the water dragon.

The fist technique resonated with a powerful and profound force, shattering the frozen dragon head and leaving a dented fist mark on it, before the entire water dragon flew out horizontally.

However, the water dragon formed from the water elemental power was merely knocked away; it was not completely defeated.

"Huh! Why is this spiritual energy water dragon so hard?"

Chapter 89 Kids Just Cursing for Fun

Chu Mingkong savored the feeling he had just experienced. In the past, when he used a dagger to deal with others, it was as easy as pulling on someone's butt with a knife, making a hole with each slash. But just now, it felt like pulling on a steel wall.

It can leave marks, but it's a bit difficult to pull.

Upon closer examination, Chu Mingkong concluded that the difference lay in the application of spiritual energy. He always preferred to understand the various aspects of cultivation using his own familiar methods.

The difference just now was probably that the quality and density of the opponent's spiritual energy were greater than his, which made the fight particularly difficult.

Could this be what they call a difference in spirit and soul?

The spirit and the body complement each other and are never opposed or separate. The stronger the spirit, the more powerful the techniques and combat skills will be.

This Dragon King Ao Wei was probably at the mid-seventh level in terms of cultivation, but with the enhancement of his divine soul, he was able to widen the gap between similar-level attacks to the point where a mortal body could fight an iron wall!

If this comparison of realms reaches the ninth level or even higher, wouldn't the difference become even more vast?

"With the power of extreme Yin, this gap should be easily erased. At least it should be no problem to deal with Ao Wei. It's just that there are too many people here..." Chu Mingkong carefully sensed the gazes around the auction house. The ordinary cultivators were gone, but almost all the stronger ones were watching.

"Master, should we leave? This is a tricky situation." Black and White Bear sensed something was wrong and wanted to run away.

"That makes a lot of sense. Let's go back to cursing his mother!" Chu Mingkong had a sense of shame and continued to fight. If he was unfortunately forced to reveal his true form, he might have to consider whether he could leave this world by ascending to immortality.

The moment he heard that he was going to run away, he got all excited. He couldn't beat someone but still made threats, which was just being a clown. But after cursing someone, he was able to run away smoothly. Just thinking about how humiliated the other person felt made him feel incredibly good!

"You blue-eyed horned man over there, this humble monk orders you to stop hiding your horse and hand it over immediately, or else!" After cursing, Gundan had already run away.

"Trying to escape? The Water Prison is your prison!"

Ao Wei took out a bone weapon shaped like a hammer and used its power to enhance his combat skills. In an instant, layers of sea beast tentacles, twisted corals, and giant beast whiskers emerged from the ground, accompanied by waterspouts, and chased after the child and the iron-eating beast.

The auction house instantly transformed into a deep-sea prison where demons danced wildly. A sense of suffocation and obstruction overwhelmed everyone. Although this was a small world refined by the Immortal Treasure Pavilion and even had formations engraved within it, Ao Wei had subtly altered some of the rules of this place.

The people from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion had already activated their killing formation to attack Ao Wei, but when Ao Wei raised his hand, a huge dragon scale appeared in front of him. The thick and simple dragon scale also had a trace of extremely yin energy. It was this trace of extremely yin energy that made the defensive power of this dragon scale even stronger.

Although Ao Wei was unable to break through the killing formation and could only stand still, he managed to gain a foothold despite the thunderous encirclement!

Barring unforeseen circumstances, he could keep going until he ran out of strength, at which point he might be able to use a magical artifact to teleport directly out of the auction house, treating this killing formation as nothing.

"Even the killing formation is ineffective?!" The core guards of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion were dumbfounded. Was the extreme Yin power really that powerful?

Upon seeing this, Chu Mingkong quickly made a judgment:

"Is this the dragon's reverse scale? But the extreme yin power on it... The reverse scale originally belonged to a dragon that had transformed into an abyss. Was it transplanted by Ao Wei? The methods of the Prince of Jin?"

On Gundan's side, demon maids had already come to meet him, and because Gundan was fast, he managed to rush out successfully.

"I ran away, Master, what about you? Oh! Why are you still inside?"

Chu Mingkong was utterly helpless. He never imagined he'd one day be the villain spouting threats. A fierce yet desperate expression appeared on his small face.

"Ao Wei, don't force me to reveal my true strength, or you'll lose your life!"

He truly didn't want to reveal his true form in the East China Sea, and he especially didn't want people to come and ask him from time to time whether the oxen divined by the ancient shamans really looked like him.

have a look?

I never imagined that the trip to the East China Sea would be so dangerous; we were met with a great calamity right from the start!

Ao Wei effortlessly blocked the attack of the killing formation, his eyes filled with a sinister light like the darkest abyss. In his heart, he had already pronounced the death sentence on the man and the bear.

Whether what he said about Xingqi Temple is true or false, he has to die. If his wife Shejia's background is found out, his reputation as the Dragon King will be completely ruined! If it is true, then he has to die even more. This monk Zhongchu dared to lay a hand on Shejia in the past!

"If you truly possessed the ability to make me feel threatened, would you need to resort to such weak and feeble threats? Perhaps saying something like 'I'll haunt you even as a ghost' would be more fitting for a weakling like you."

"Indeed, I am not as strong as you. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight. You have countless green crowns on your head. Who can be stronger than you?" Chu Mingkong's hands behind his back were ready to use his extreme Yin Fire spiritual energy.

Yet, she still harbored a sliver of attachment to her former fame...

He even told Feng Ying and his master not to intervene, as both sides would lose face, and that he should at least let him beat up Ao Wei to vent his anger.

At that moment, the Heavenly Prison Water Prison that Ao Wei had unleashed was instantly frozen, and the entire auction house secret realm cave world, along with the fully activated killing array, was frozen into frost.

The whole world is like being in a vast glacier, where ice and snow are the masters of this land.

"What is this? Who is this?!"

Ao Wei was shocked. The power he had borrowed from Shejia for so long had made him virtually invincible among his peers. Many of his predecessors were no match for him. The extermination of the old Dragon King lineage was proof of this and the source of his confidence in his strength.

But now he was completely suppressed, and the spiritual cultivation of the enemy was overwhelmingly stronger than his!

"Don't break the auction house rules. I'll be back for another auction tomorrow. Clean up here and leave." A woman's voice came from the VIP box, calm and indifferent.

The woman who spoke stood up and looked down at Ao Wei, the once-powerful Dragon King of the Sea. Her eyes showed no superfluous emotion, yet they gave Ao Wei an immense sense of oppression that he dared not look directly at.

Is this the sect leader of the Asking Love Pavilion? How come such a powerful person exists in such an obscure sect?!

Ao Wei couldn't understand it, but under such pressure, even a fool would know what to do.

He respectfully bowed to Shen Xuejun and said, "Sect Master Shen, I will compensate the Immortal Treasure Pavilion for its losses later. However, that junior has insulted the reputation of my Dragon King Palace. Please allow me to take him outside the auction house to settle this matter first."

"Ao Wei, stop talking nonsense. Your spittle sounds like yellow liquid. Didn't you first accuse Master Zhongchu of being a shill for the auction? You maliciously raised the price yourself and then accused me first? I witnessed it with my own eyes!" Gun Dan stood with his hands on his fat hips, pleading for Chu Mingkong's innocence.

"That child is a disciple I brought with me. He cultivates the same icy spiritual energy, but he hasn't severed his emotional ties yet, and has a volatile temper." Shen Xuejun spoke again, neither asking the other party to be more understanding or forgiving, nor offering any tactful way out, but simply stating her position:

This is my person.

However, in simpler terms, it can be understood as...

Kids don't know any better, they might be joking around with their insults, just bear with it!

Chapter Ninety Jin Yu: My bite is worth so much!

As someone who was used to causing trouble and fighting alone, Chu Mingkong was enjoying the exhilarating feeling of "having a powerful figure protecting me" for the first time. He had to admit that it was a really great feeling.

Seeing Ao Wei's attitude of not daring to speak or get angry, and his expression of leaving in a sorry state, Chu Mingkong felt relieved, and the enormous pressure of his heart being crushed in the East China Sea was completely relieved.

Although his master was also his backer, after spending a lot of time with her and doing things together, Chu Mingkong always felt that the two of them were committing crimes as a group... It was very different from the feeling of his master's wife coming out to cover up and handle the aftermath.

This farce that took place at the auction house escalated to the point that even the people at Xianzhen Pavilion couldn't handle it and could only sit and wait for their doom, but in the end, it was forcibly interrupted like a laxative.

With Shen Xuejun around, Ao Wei dared not act rashly. He paid compensation, cleaned up, and apologized in one go, leaving the fairy island with no face.

Meanwhile, the cultivators outside kept inquiring about what was happening inside. After hearing the follow-up, they were all surprised and astonished.

"What... what's going on? Is the Sea Dragon King Ao Wei so powerful that he can disregard the Immortal Treasure Pavilion's formation and attack directly inside? And who is the sect leader of the Asking Love Pavilion, who is so powerful?!" Some people had no idea about the sects near the Heavenly Extreme Empire.

"Are the sects in the Heavenly Pole Empire that powerful? Even the new king of the Dragon King Palace, Ao Wei, is no match for them?"

"He deserves it. Someone should have suppressed the Dragon King's arrogance a long time ago. Before, when our sect went to the secret realm to hunt a magical beast guarding spiritual herbs, Ao Wei came up and said that his dragon clan had a connection with this magical beast and forbade us to take action."

We had no choice but to go elsewhere. Looking back, we saw Ao Wei had just finished killing the monster and getting the medicine. When we asked him what happened, he said the monster had gone mad and hurt people, and he had eliminated it. I thought Ao Wei was unlucky.

"It's a bit deliberate to have built up this reputation, but there's no other way; strength is the only true measure of success."

"But this formation that can withstand the Immortal Treasure Pavilion alone is too outrageous. Is it possible that the Immortal Treasure Pavilion's formation is too weak?"

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Formations involving territory are worthy of the utmost respect from every cultivator; no one would attempt them lightly, lest they die and no one would complain.

In the auction house, Bao Fahu, the auction house's owner who only appeared afterward, came over with the Purple Fire Dragon Bone Spear in his hand and expressed his gratitude to Shen Xuejun.

"Didn't Ao Wei buy this gun?" Chu Mingkong asked in surprise. He was being held by his sister Xiao Yunhan and didn't dare to transform back into his true form.

Have some self-respect...

Bao Fahu sounds like a fat merchant, but in reality he is tall and strong. However, this is only on the surface. His strength is mediocre, and his physique is supported by the blood of a foreign race.

"No, Ao Longwang left after cleaning up the auction house and did not take this weapon... nor did he pay for it. Considering that Sect Master Shen's personal disciple was interested in this spear, I thought it would be a good way to express my gratitude to Sect Master Shen for his generosity!"

After all, he's a businessman, and he's quite obsessed with money. This spear almost sold for a price that didn't belong to it, nearly matching the value of a "Red Bull".

If it were another powerful cultivator who cared about his reputation, he might have really become the scapegoat. But when it came to Dragon King Ao Wei, who was both concerned about his reputation and not so concerned about his reputation, there was really nothing he could do.

However, Chu Mingkong did not take the weapon for free; he still paid its original price. It was wishful thinking to think that he could gain favor with his master's wife, Shen Xuejun, with a spear worth around 200,000.

When businessmen grow big, greed does indeed run rampant—it would be more reasonable to return that half of the "Red Bull".

I don't know who forced it to be auctioned off.