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

Before he could even ask the question in his mind, the system had already answered:

[Look at that Blood Blade King's corpse; it seems to have a soul. Where is his soul?]

Does that Blood Blade King's corpse not have a soul?

Chu Mingkong recalled that the big guy at the time did not seem to have any intelligence. He just kept trying to crawl out. If that thing really had a mind and will, it should have stopped and helped the bald guy fight him and Yuehe.

Although Yuehe mentioned that the thing possessed an extremely yin soul, she was referring to the light behind the giant Buddha's corpse's head, which wasn't inside the body...

Does this mean his soul is outside?

The best approach is to try to imbue your girls' souls with extremely yin energy, and then harmonize them. In this way, their bodies and souls can work together in harmony.

But the most compromised solution is to use herbs to continuously suppress your mental and emotional pain.

Why is there a compromise option besides the proper one?

Naturally, it's because using one's soul to confront the power of extreme yin is simply too reckless; there might not even be room for maneuver, and one could die instantly.

"Then I'd better get some herbs to take. How can I let my daughter take such a risk?"

Chu Mingkong didn't hesitate for a moment. He was willing to take risks, but he couldn't accept letting the girl take risks, especially in something with no room for error.

Since the current condition doesn't have many negative effects besides the pain, let's just assume it's a flare-up of rheumatism and cold legs!

He immediately glanced at his deteriorated filial piety balance and lamented that he had been getting closer to girls lately, but now he could finally go back to being a lazy bum and flirting with girls.

Incidentally, he also opened the shop and, under the guidance of the system, looked for medicinal plants that could relieve his soul pain.

......

Teleportation talismans, being life-saving magical artifacts, are considered quite precious. Besides the high demand, the talismans themselves are not easy to make.

But if it can be solved with money, then it's not a problem.

Fengying went to several immortal islands, explained his needs, and even though the staff of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion were all confused and didn't know what was happening under the East Sea, their excellent business skills allowed them to quickly cooperate with Fengying to complete the transaction.

After handing several teleportation talismans to Feng Ying, the auction house maid kindly advised:

"Young lady, the situation looks dire. We shouldn't pin our hopes on teleportation talismans; we should get away as soon as possible!"

"Of course, I was already planning to leave. But I have a patient there who's too lazy to move, so I'm teleporting him to the floating boat. Please be careful, everyone."

"..."

Using teleportation talismans as a means of transportation is so extravagant; that maid has certainly broadened her horizons.

On the Immortal Island, many cultivators were in a hurry. Previously, they thought they could wait and see what happened, and they didn't rush to buy anything they needed, thinking they might be able to find a bargain later. But now, most cultivators were rushing to buy what they needed, no longer waiting for the surprises that might appear at the auction, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Feng Ying joined the departing group of these cultivators, but no sooner had she left the Immortal Island than she returned to Guanhai City.

The teleportation talisman doesn't allow you to teleport anywhere you want. You have to set the landing point yourself after you get it, otherwise the talisman will just be like a blind box, randomly teleporting you to some random place.

"Yunhan, this is a teleportation talisman. You can keep it here for now. I'll go ahead and run to Zuo Qiuchi's place to set the talisman's teleportation point. Then you can activate the talisman and send Mingkong there."

"Don't talk to me like I'm cargo waiting to be shipped," Chu Mingkong said as if he had risen from the dead.

"Didn't you say you were in so much pain it felt like someone had stepped on your penis and you couldn't walk? How about I wait here while you go set up a teleportation talisman?" Feng Ying said irritably. This guy really... he always has to be so stubborn and put on a brave front.

If he ever suffers a serious physical injury, he'll probably just have his mouth left, stubbornly insisting: "I'm fine!"

Xiao Yunhan remained in the position of giving her younger brother a lap pillow, her fair hand resting on his face. She asked Feng Ying if he needed any guards, saying she could call a few disciples from the sect back.

Feng Ying naturally looked down on such bodyguards and politely declined Xiao Yunhan's offer. If something really happened, it was uncertain who would protect whom.

After leaving the camp, she traveled together with Yuehe.

Feng Ying's speed and agility are unmatched, but as she raced at full speed toward the Immortal Treasure Pavilion where Zuo Qiuchi was, Yuehe was keeping up with her without much difficulty.

"Besides the divine soul cultivation method, is there any other way? You took a fragment of the giant Buddha's light image back then, right? Was that useful?"

"There should be some, but you don't need to worry about it for now. I'll think of a way. Once we get to Xiling, which you mentioned, and I understand what's left in your world, we'll consider it further."

Chu Mingkong told me that he has a daughter of mine. Is that true?

Fengying glanced at her, puzzled by the ancestor's question—she had asked a pointless question.

Judging from the brief contact so far, Yuehe is not as carefree and casual as Zuo Qiuchi; he is prudent and capable in his actions.

This sounds a bit like self-praise, but Fengying felt that he was pretty much the same. He had already told Yuehe once before that there was a Yuehe cat in Xiling. If he really was conspiring with Chu Mingkong to deceive her, then Yuehe asking this question again now would be redundant.

Fengying would never do something so unnecessary.

This kind of abnormality is like Chu Mingkong suddenly saying he doesn't like beautiful buttocks; either he's changed people, or he's hit his head.

"Of course it's true. I've already told you once that if you come along, you'll see the little one in a few days. Or do you want to see her now?"

Fengying reached out and used her spiritual power to create the image of a little cat girl. She was exquisitely beautiful, adorable to behold, and both obedient and somewhat naive. This was the image of Yuehe Cat that Fengying had first become familiar with. Fengying did not use the image of the cat as a grown-up girl, lest Yuehe find it unacceptable.

Yuehe looked at the little girl, silent, without saying a word.

She thought to herself: First, I'll see "my daughter" in this world with my own eyes, and then I'll try to use my soul to touch the wound in the Abyss and try to heal that guy Chu Mingkong...

From an outsider's perspective, Yuehe will not suffer any loss by doing this. Her current state is in accordance with the Yin time and she is not a real person, at least not a person existing in the present. Even if her soul comes into contact with the Abyss Wound and suffers some irreversible injury, there will be no loss.

He was just a person from the underworld; once he disappeared, he disappeared.

However, in Yuehe's mind, she had only entered a secret realm. The injuries to her soul here would carry over and affect her physical body. She did not think of herself as the so-called "shadow of the past." On the contrary, the world she saw was very likely a void world deduced from the secret realm.

Earlier, Chu Mingkong suddenly came over and said that she was the mother of the child and that they had a daughter together. Yuehe found it outrageous!

Did this secret realm actually deduce such a thing to tempt her, trying to trap her and keep her in this world forever?

Or perhaps Chu Mingkong was simply lying, using his daughter as bait to deceive her and gain her trust, while secretly plotting to kill her.

However, seeing Chu Mingkong's intense emotional reaction when he discovered she was about to disappear, even risking his own life to place his weak soul in the waters of Jiyang Lake and forcibly injure himself to severely damage the ancient Buddha so that she could stay.

Yuehe finally dispelled her doubts and became genuinely interested in the "daughter Maomao" he had been talking about, believing that such a little girl existed.

Let's go check on that girl first, then I'll take the risk...

Whether she succeeds or not, she can at least provide an example and experience for Chu Mingkong's Daoist partners.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

(Two chapters are put together, and there will be another one tonight. My keyboard, which I'm used to, is broken. I've been fiddling with it for a long time but haven't been able to fix it. I don't know if the keys are stuck or what, but it keeps typing "h" by itself. Maybe it's trying to be funny.)

Chapter 128 Dad is still despicable

Xianzhen Pavilion had long since withdrawn from the East China Sea region, keeping a great distance so that even the salty sea breeze could not reach it.

However, news spread much faster than the sea breeze. The moment a giant bald head emerged from the East China Sea's extreme abyss trench, cultivators had already learned of it and left immediately.

The girls in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion looked at the flocks of birds flying by in the vast sky around them, as well as the flying cultivators who flew even faster. They distanced themselves from the world behind them as much as possible, as if they were fleeing a disaster, without the slightest attachment or hesitation to what lay behind them.

This is where the facade of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion came in handy. Normally, these cultivators wouldn't pay attention to strangers, especially when they were running away with their swords drawn, but the manager of an Immortal Treasure Pavilion still had to give them some face.

Qingse stopped a female cultivator, politely offered her a Qi-replenishing pill, and asked:

“Fellow Daoist, I wonder what has happened in the East Sea? Why are you leaving in such a hurry? I still have a friend from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion who is still in the East Sea. Seeing you like this, I am very worried.”

Behind her, Jin Yu and the others stood. Although they didn't speak, Qing Se's words were the same as what they were eager to ask.

What major event has occurred over there that even so many cultivators couldn't control? They can only flee in panic when disaster strikes!

The female cultivator did not refuse Qingse's small gift. After bowing respectfully, she kindly advised:

"That's all I can say... I don't know the situation, but it involves the Abyss, so it's no small matter. Also, it seems there are some evil spirits from the underworld hiding among the cultivators, and they might ambush people for some reason. So, fellow Daoist, you should be careful and not talk to people so rashly."

Can you see those cultivators leaving around us? Unless they are familiar with each other, they all keep their distance and do not travel together casually, for fear of running into Yin Shi people!

By the way, young lady, why is your Fairy Treasure Pavilion's signboard hidden? What do you mainly sell?

Qingse stammered, hesitant to reveal her name: "Uh... I do business in the Crescent Kingdom, and I'm Nida's partner."

The female cultivator didn't dwell on it too much and left directly.

However, the words she left behind made Jin Yu and the others very worried. Jin Yu even considered whether to tell her master to go and support Chu Mingkong and ensure that the situation was safe.

Even with so many cultivators gathered in the East China Sea, a hidden crisis that makes everyone's heart tremble has emerged. Perhaps Mingkong's side has also encountered trouble that is difficult to handle. Two fists can't fight four hands, so it's always good to have more help.

Just as they were anxiously discussing the matter, Feng Ying returned, bringing with her an unfamiliar woman, but Chu Mingkong was nowhere to be seen!

Although as a woman, Jin Yu subconsciously felt a slight hostility towards the new woman around her, since there were already many people, Chu Mingkong's matter was the priority at the moment!

"Sister Ying, where is Chu Lang? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"No rush, let me set up the teleportation talisman first." Feng Ying said as she took out the other half of the teleportation talisman.

Considering that Chu Mingkong might have come lying down, she found a slightly open and spacious place.

After the setup was complete, the paper message informed Chu Mingkong that everything was in order, but it was definitely Xiao Yunhan who actually activated the teleportation talisman.

After the message was sent out, the room was soon filled with the spiritual energy fluctuations of the teleportation talisman. In the short time it took to wait, the women who had been placed in the pavilion all gathered over.

Chu Mingkong emerged from the light, holding a potent herb in his hand and chewing on it. Seeing so many people around him, he looked both flattered and flustered.

"Such a big fuss? This is a full-blown operation, it gave me quite a fright." Chu Mingkong's voice was muffled as he chewed on a medicinal herb.

Jin Yu and Yong Zhen were relieved to see that the guy was lively and energetic.

Pei Mi didn't say much. Seeing that Chu Mingkong was chatting and laughing, she found a place to sit down first. Anyway, she couldn't join the conversation at this time. As long as she made sure that everyone was alright, that was enough.

Xiao Zhi had no major concerns. She squeezed in front of Chu Mingkong, circled around him, and found that apart from the salty smell of seawater, he had no other external injuries. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you? Why didn't you come back with Miss Ying? Why did you drag Yun Han along to make a scene and bring back the teleportation talisman?" she scolded irritably.

If there's anything truly frightening, it's when a group of people go out to handle something, and one of them comes back missing.

That's exactly what happened. Yunhan might have left with Wenqing Pavilion, but Chu Mingkong was the only one missing. It was truly heartbreaking to see!

But everything is fine now.

"It wasn't my intention, but there were still some things to finish up. I happened to have some teleportation talismans that I didn't need, so I had Fengying come back first to place them, so I could get back as soon as possible."

The few who were unaware of the situation accepted this explanation, since they had no way of investigating if Chu Mingkong hadn't explained it clearly.

Feng Ying looked at Chu Mingkong with a puzzled expression. He seemed very relaxed, and it was hard to imagine that not long ago he had wanted to lie like a dead dog on his sister's fair thigh.

Was it the herbal medicine he took that could heal his injury? Where did it come from?

The questioning gaze turned to Xiao Yunhan, but she remained indifferent and cold, and it was difficult to discern anything from her expressionless face.

Zuo Qiuchi stepped forward, took the medicinal herb from the traitor's hand, and smelled it: