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

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“Master, I suddenly thought that I might be able to recuperate in the vicinity of the Abyss. I feel that I would be much more comfortable near the Abyss... Just to clarify beforehand, this is not like when we were kids, where I was trying to avoid someone.”

"It's really much more comfortable near the Abyss. I can also get closer to the soldiers at the Abyss border and even act as a military supervisor."

Zuo Qiuchi had just been humming a cheerful tune, thinking about how to slack off when she got back, when she suddenly heard Chu Mingkong's words. Her expression changed, and she turned to look at Chu Mingkong seriously, rejecting him almost without thinking:

"No! You're coming back with me, and you can slowly eat grass."

The rebellious disciple's current situation is increasingly developing in the direction she feared, a feeling she had never experienced even when she accompanied him to the capital to recover from his injuries.

As Zuo Qiuchi watched him gradually regain consciousness from his injuries day by day, he could sense that his condition was stabilizing rather than improving.

For someone who has survived the calamity of the Abyss, stability is the best outcome. Even if their cultivation and combat power are suppressed, it doesn't matter. Zuo Qiuchi doesn't care how powerful her disciple is; she can protect him.

The most dangerous situation for a person is not being in danger, but rather being unable to be vigilant when facing danger, and even feeling that it is something to be close to.

Chu Mingkong claims he wants to stay at the border of the Abyss for recuperation, but it's estimated that in less than two days, he will unknowingly wander into the Abyss and disappear, making it impossible for others to search for him deep within the Abyss.

Seeing Zuo Qiuchi's expression, Chu Mingkong knew what she was thinking and said reassuringly:

"You're overthinking it. I've been in the Abyss frontier for so long, who knows the Abyss better than me? Besides, you've seen my condition. I can jump around in there without any problem. If I can go in, I can come out. Before, I had to be on tenterhooks and ask my mother, Zhi'er, to activate the Extreme Yang Shield to protect me!"

"Stop talking. The more you talk, the more I feel you're not even thinking straight. I'm just wondering, your soul is tainted by the Extreme Yang Injury, shouldn't it be rejecting the Extreme Abyss? Why are you trying to crawl into it..."

I'm already considering stuffing you into my ass and taking you back, so you don't sneak away."

"Whose ass is this being suppressed, Master's?" Chu Mingkong's eyes lit up, and his complexion improved considerably.

"...Find a pig to suppress you!" Zuo Qiuchi gritted his teeth, considering whether to give him a couple of punches.

Chu Mingkong sighed regretfully, then suddenly sensed the paper note and saw that it was from Feng Ying.

[Fengying: Mingkong, where did you run off to? Yuehe is looking for you and says he can try to help you heal.]

Chapter 145 Medical Consultation

Yuehe gazed at the fragment of the Abyss Core before her, its crystalline surface reflecting her gaze.

This fragment was the "spoils of war" that Chu Mingkong had shattered when he destroyed the Ming King's corpse. It was shaped like a long-faced drill, and its entire body was a clean purple color without any impurities, resembling a magnificent jewel or jade. However, it was a very ominous object that had been taken from the Abyss.

Its lethality surpasses many poisons. If you were to scratch any big shot's skin, they would be in serious trouble, and nine times out of ten they would have to run away to treat their injuries and try to kill this extremely yin poison with extremely yang energy.

During these past few days, she never left the courtyard. Even with the cat clinging to her side, Yuehe was still thinking about and trying to find a way to leave an extremely yin injury on the soul.

Of course, this isn't difficult; anyone can do it. The key is to minimize the impact of subsequent injuries, which is what's called increasing the "forgiveness." The purpose of the injury is to treat Chu Mingkong, not to commit suicide; this balance must be carefully managed.

With the help of the power derived by the Moon River Goddess from the Extreme Abyss, Moon River is making good progress. Now she can even draw some simple totem paintings by manipulating the power in the Extreme Abyss Core.

This looks like a magic trick using spiritual energy, but to achieve this level with extreme Yin power is already quite remarkable.

However, when Yuehe tried to use the Abyss Core to make a mark on herself, she discovered a problem—as someone who "intruded into the secret realm," her body existed in a somewhat special way, and Yuehe could not separate her soul from her body in her normal state.

After all, she was an intruder to this world. She only had the power to strike once, but she couldn't use that one strike to defeat some powerful beings or make up for the loss of her own power. She would disappear in no time, which was what she knew as being "expelled from the secret realm".

"I was so focused on minimizing the damage that I forgot to check if I could be injured in spirit or soul. It was such a waste of my energy."

Just as he sighed, Chu Mingkong walked into the courtyard, holding a medicine bottle in his hand, and started popping pills into his mouth like candy.

This is the pill that I previously commissioned Tianya Tower to refine. It's a simple process of refining bitter herbs into a pill, each pill condensing the medicinal power of a large handful of herbs, and the effect is quite good. Chu Mingkong just picked it up from Tianya Tower when he returned to Tianya City from the Abyss.

"Food..."

The cat was holding Yuehe when she saw Chu Mingkong eating candy. Her big, bright eyes stared at him longingly, and she had already forgotten the "bitterness" and the loss she had suffered at his hands not long ago.

Chu Mingkong had a good memory; if the little girl suddenly took another bitter pill and burst into tears, he would be targeted by the women... He picked up his daughter's soft, small body and explained:

"Kitty, this was made from those herbs from last time. It doesn't taste good. Why don't you go ask Aunt Gu for some snacks?"

The little girl agreed readily, stood up, and wobbled towards Aunt Gu's yard.

After watching the little girl leave, Chu Mingkong turned his gaze away and sat down in front of Yuehe, while Zuo Qiuchi also sat down next to him.

Feng Ying wasn't the only one worried about Chu Mingkong. When she heard Yuehe say that he had a way to treat Chu Mingkong's injuries to his soul, she waited for him to come back for a "treatment". She watched as the little cat walked smoothly into Gu Jungui's courtyard without tripping or falling before appearing in Yuehe's courtyard.

As soon as Zuo Qiuchi sat down, before his towering, proud chest had even stopped trembling slightly, Feng Ying sat down on the other side of Chu Mingkong, to hear what this young Yueqi Ancestor had to say.

Yuehe's speaking style is straightforward and without preamble. If the other party has nothing to ask, she will simply and directly state the situation:

"I figured out a way to reduce the effects of the Abyss's wounds on my soul, and I intended to test it on myself, but I found I couldn't do it..."

Chu Mingkong wanted to reject the idea before she could explain why she couldn't do it, but Zuo Qiuchi glared at him, telling him to shut up.

Zuo Qiuchi asked, "Is it because of your current existential problems that you can't do it? How confident are you in the success of your method?"

Yuehe shrugged: "My confidence is never just talk; it's something I only know by trying. Right now, I can only say that I'm more confident using small animals as the subject matter."

In the courtyard, a neat line of ants crawled among the potted plants, carrying away the crumbs that the cat girl dropped while eating.

The Abyss Core floated in Yuehe's palm, from which a dark purple aura emanated, condensing into needles as fine as fine raindrops, which then pierced the few small ants.

The row of ants scattered in panic, hurriedly continuing to carry the crumbs of snacks.

The group's gazes fell on the ants that had been pricked by the "needles." The fragile little ants kept circling around and running around aimlessly, their actions conveying the pain of trying to get rid of their "headache."

Despite their fragile vitality, ants never lost their lives.

"Look, this is the extent to which the injury can be controlled right now. It won't even kill an ant. Try it with a bird, and the result won't be much different."

Yuehe said calmly, without much pride or self-satisfaction, knowing that such an achievement would surely attract worldwide attention.

Having absorbed the knowledge and wisdom from the Lunar Eclipse Greatsword, Yuehe's aloof and divine aura became even stronger, making her increasingly similar to the Yuehe goddess in Chu Mingkong's memory. However, to be fair, when Chu Mingkong first met Yuehe in the East Sea, her impression on him wasn't too far off.

She possessed a natural detachment from the world and human relationships, perhaps stemming from her childhood experience of being abandoned by her tribal relatives. This detachment and alienation permeated her life before and after establishing the Moonlit Empire; she showed no pity for her people and completely ignored the self-righteous, clownish behavior of her subjects.

Her greatest compassion and emotional investment in her people was probably providing them with a stable environment, and then ignoring them completely, showing no inner turmoil even when the empire was ruined.

However, when Donghai first met her, during that little incident where he stole her clothes, Chu Mingkong could still sense that she was quite humane (specifically, when she was angry and wary).

Before Chu Mingkong could speak, Zuo Qiuchi took on the role of guardian:

"Let's not test it on birds. What if we mess with them up and they end up half-dead, flying around pooping all over the place? ... Just now, we used extremely yin energy to hurt that ant, right? Are you sure it hurt its soul and not its body?"

The crystal shard in Yuehe's hand fell, and she gently pushed it in front of Zuo Qiuchi:

“Under normal circumstances, using the power of extreme yin to kill would indeed harm the body. However, this fragment is the soul of the Blood Blade King’s corpse in the Abyss Trench. I don’t know how Buddhism did it, but you should regard this fragment as a tangible soul.”

Similar to relics, which are the remains of special eminent monks, if you use the Buddhist power within the relics to harm someone, you can directly damage their soul.

Although Zuo Qiuchi wasn't staring at the ant, her senses never left it. Seeing that it could still be in such pain yet still have such "vitality," she was certain that Yuehe's comprehension results were indeed remarkable.

With a gentle flick of his finger, the sword intent swept over, and the ants finally met their end.

"So now, Yuehe, you can be sure it's okay to treat these small animals, but you can't be sure about people?"

The human soul is far more complex than that of small creatures. Moreover, what they need to ensure is not just that the creatures don't die like those ants, but that there are no major aftereffects. If they are crippled due to damage to their soul, what difference is there between them and the living dead?

Yuehe nodded:

"Yes, and there are great differences between people. Whether your soul will be affected by the Abyss Injury, whether it will affect your sword intent, or whether it will affect your memory, cannot be guaranteed."

If this fragment were taken to the shamanic tribe, they would excitedly and frantically search for an entire tribe to test it on, but it seems there is no shamanic tribe in the present world.

Previously, Chu Mingkong had a fairly good impression of the Witchcraft Tribe because of his impressions of Qingning and the Wei family, but now he felt that the Witchcraft Tribe was a somewhat chaotic entity...

Before he could finish thinking, Yuehe continued:

"There is another problem. This fragment was obtained from a Buddhist deity, and it is his soul relic. I don't know if this counts as him refining the power of extreme yin into his own soul, and whether there is any Buddhist influence hidden in it."

Seeing that Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying were not going to speak, Chu Mingkong finally found an opening:

"Does this mean that besides the damage that extreme Yin power itself inflicts on the soul, Buddhism is also a risk? If the influence of Buddhism is directly applied to the soul, how is that any different from salvation? Don't let this thing just slash someone and turn them into a female bodhisattva, right?"

"At most she's a nun; a Bodhisattva isn't just anyone." Feng Ying interrupted him to prevent him from changing the subject: "Let Ming Kong use his Extreme Yin Fire spiritual energy to burn this fragment; I wonder if that will work."

"I can't say for sure about this kind of thing, but Yuehe, this is what you've been thinking about these past few days. If you hadn't discovered that you couldn't 'harm your own soul,' would you have already taken on all the risks we were just discussing by the time I found out about this?"

If you succeed, everyone is happy; if you fail, you gain experience from the attempt to improve your approach.

Have you ever thought about what your little girl would do if she suddenly couldn't find you one day?

Perhaps because the atmosphere of the conversation was so uneventful, Chu Mingkong's questioning voice was not very dramatic, and he spoke these words very calmly. However, the expression in his eyes was not relaxed, but rather somewhat heavy.

He didn't hesitate to throw his soul into that extremely yang lake and risked bringing Yuehe back, not because she kept quiet, nor to let the cat have a few days of limited-time experience with her mother!

Yuehe didn't explain this, but she felt that this choice was the most appropriate and the least risky. If she suffered any fatal injury here, the result would only be leaving the scene. For her, it would be being expelled from the secret realm, and then suffering a brief period of weakness in her real world. There would be no aftereffects, which was equivalent to having no cost.

This provided Chu Mingkong's female relatives with valuable experience through trial and error.

Chu Mingkong's current injury doesn't seem to be a problem; he can endure it by eating grass every day. But... an injury is still an injury.

The injury means that he cannot recover to his peak condition. One day in the future, Chu Mingkong may encounter a situation where he has to deal with things in his best condition.

The injury can be left untreated for the time being, but you can't be without the means to treat it.

Chu Mingkong intended to take the fragment, but Zuo Qiuchi put it away first:

"I'll keep it safe."

Chapter 146 Mindset, Mob

Chu Mingkong tried to snatch it back, but failed. The thing was like a nesting doll; first it was stuffed into the storage bracelet on her right hand, then the bracelet was stuffed into the storage bracelets on her left and right hands, and then the bracelet was hidden somewhere else.

However, it's enough to know that the item is in her possession; at least Yuehe didn't secretly give the fragment to Zuo Qiuchi or Fengying.

Among the stories circulating in the streets and alleys, there is a type of tale depicting the love and affection between men and women, which is especially popular among young women.

This part about Yuehe could easily be turned into a tragic story with a little description:

Yuehe discovered he couldn't harm his own soul, and knowing Chu Mingkong would definitely oppose the existence of this fragment, he preferred to bear the soul's torment alone rather than let the girls suffer any risk because of it. Therefore, Yuehe secretly gave the fragment to Zuo Qiuchi and Fengying, letting them consider the risks themselves.

When Chu Mingkong learned of this, the women were unlucky. Yuehe had already minimized the danger, but they were all incredibly unlucky, stepping into the worst possible situation.

And so, the eagerness of goodwill and the cruel tricks of fate pushed everything to the brink of irreconcilable enmity...

"Mingkong, is some story popping into your head again?" Fengying looked at Chu Mingkong's fluctuating expression and sensed that it was probably so.

"Yes, I have already foreseen the possible future, and I can already picture it in my mind..." He said with a pained expression as he spoke of what he had just been thinking.

When he finished telling the story with great enthusiasm, not only Zuo Qiuchi and Feng Ying, but even Yuehe looked at him with a concerned look that seemed to say, "Are you alright?"