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

Perhaps because the injuries to his soul had been suppressed, Chu Mingkong was now incredibly relaxed and joyful, even excited. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was too excited to calm down and enjoy the peaceful time with Yuehe for a while.

But since she didn't want to talk to him, Chu Mingkong had no choice but to quietly pick up her clothes that had fallen to the ground and use his own clothes as a cushion for her.

"What are you doing?" Yuehe noticed his strange little movements.

“I used to think stories about stealing clothes were despicable and boring, but now I realize that we should still believe in the wisdom left by the ancients. If I steal your clothes, maybe you won’t be able to escape. I’ll bring you a new set of clothes tomorrow.”

"..." Yuehe was speechless. "I thought that the fact that you haven't taken it out yet is because you're afraid I'll run away."

“Yes, that’s exactly what I was thinking. I’m afraid that after you finish treating me, you’ll immediately ‘ascend’ and disappear. I’ll definitely have to keep the ‘safety plug’ on all the time. How can you just leave like that?”

"Now that the clothes have been stolen, the fairy can't fly away without clothes. Can you take out that thing stuck behind me? I want to lie flat to sleep."

Chu Mingkong's hand slipped under Yuehe's waist, pulling her slender and beautiful body close to his own, their bodies intertwined.

And so, Chu Mingkong had Yuehe lie flat on his body.

“Now you can lie flat. I’ll be your mattress. It’s more comfortable than this hard floor, right?” Chu Mingkong wrapped his arms around her abdomen.

"...What if I suddenly want to sleep face down?"

"That's easy too. You can just lie on me and sleep. I can just move to a different spot and trap you there. Want to practice now?" Chu Mingkong pointed slightly downwards.

"..." Yuehe closed his eyes in resignation, lying down peacefully.

Chapter 150 Baby Fat

When Chu Mingkong woke up, he was still meditating and pondering his soul, thinking about how much combat power this state could bring.

After resting overnight, Yuehe sat up and found herself still lying on the "socket". She decided to make fun of Chu Mingkong again. Only after she was satisfied did she get up and take a shower, taking a cool morning shower.

He didn't care that Chu Mingkong was lying on the ground. After he finished having his fun, he went to take a shower. Only after he finished showering did he come over and flick his private parts, asking him for clothes to wear.

Chu Mingkong wanted to give Yuehe a taste of her own medicine and have his way with her before leaving, but she had just taken a bath, and he thought she would be angry if she got dirty again.

"You should be able to cleanse your body directly with your spiritual power, so why do you need to take a bath?" Chu Mingkong changed the subject.

When it comes to self-cleaning, the most prominent example is Master's wife Shen Xuejun, who can clean herself up simply by freezing the air.

"It feels different; it's more comfortable to actually take a shower."

Judging from her personality, I thought she would always choose the best and most convenient way to handle things, but I didn't expect her to like this kind of "unnecessary" approach...

But that's not the point. Chu Mingkong seized the opportunity to chime in, "Me too. I especially love this simple and comfortable way of cleaning. It would be even better if a girl could join me."

Yuehe felt that the key point in Chu Mingkong's words was that he could bathe with the girl.

The two couldn't chat any longer because the cat came over.

Chu Mingkong hurriedly fetched a set of clothes for Yuehe to wear, so that she wouldn't continue to wander around so wildly. At the same time, he also quickly picked up the "bed" on the ground, dealt with the crime scene as quickly as possible, and prepared to welcome the little girl's morning visit.

"Mom~ Dad~"

The kitten ran in, tiny and unsteady, looking like it was about to fall over every time, but it always managed to stand steadily.

Chu Mingkong squatted down, opened his arms, and waited for the cat to pounce. But the little guy called out to him sweetly and rushed straight into Yuehe's arms, which made Chu Mingkong, the father, very embarrassed.

Left with no other choice, Chu Mingkong took out the pineapple cake. When the cat saw the pastry in its father's hand, it slowly turned around and then hugged Chu Mingkong.

Her little paws were pink and tender as she hugged Chu Mingkong's big hand. She opened her mouth wide, her baby teeth not yet fully grown, and nibbled on the pineapple cake like a little animal. While eating, she would let out a sleepy yawn.

This is naturally because last night some wicked guy used his senses to harass the girls. Although his senses were not malicious, the girls could still feel someone staring at them without restraint.

"Can a child sleep so soundly? Cat's cultivation level should be at the peak of the fourth rank, right?" Chu Mingkong wondered.

"Of course children can, even in this world today. Infants are blessed with a short-lived talent that even adult cultivators envy. However, if they grow up without cultivating their soul, they will also have trouble sleeping, which is euphemistically called 'the energy of a cultivator'."

Yuehe's words were not without a hint of sarcasm, but this was the reality she had observed. Cultivation was going against the will of Heaven, seizing creation from the world, and increasing one's own voice and choices. The stronger one became, the fewer choices one had, and eventually one could not even sleep. What kind of cultivation was that?

However, if it is a cultivator who specializes in cultivating the body, even in the ancient times where Yuehe lived, they would indeed be the type who cannot sleep, but it doesn't affect them.

Chu Mingkong understood her meaning: "If my master heard what you said, she would be extremely envious. She's just worried about not being able to sleep soundly to death."

Mentioning Zuo Qiuchi, Chu Mingkong still had to rush to talk to her about the fragments. He didn't want her to secretly take a risk for him in just one night, otherwise Chu Mingkong would have no choice but to slap her with tears in his eyes!

Waaaaaah... Waaaaah!

But Chu Mingkong really couldn't bear to part with the little one in his arms. He held the cat and rubbed and cuddled her, kissing her chubby little face several times. If this cat were the big girl he met for the first time, Chu Mingkong would definitely not dare to kiss her like this. It would feel... very strange.

As soon as this thought crossed Chu Mingkong's mind, he couldn't help but worry about what would happen if, in a few days, it was time to "exchange" the cat, and a fully grown cat was actually brought out instead. There really weren't many days left...

"Okay, okay, no more kissing the cat, go play with your mom now~"

Chu Mingkong carried the cat into Yuehe's arms and walked in the warmth of the morning sun. He ran into Fengying outside the courtyard. But thinking about it, it made sense. Fengying wouldn't let the cat, who couldn't even run steadily, run here alone. She must have been with it nearby.

"Why don't you go inside? Just standing here watching makes people think you've been alienated and ostracized!"

Feng Ying shook her head and chuckled. These words really made her sound like a neglected and bullied concubine, but she was here specifically to wait for Chu Mingkong, not because she was afraid to go in.

She gently patted Chu Mingkong's cheek to confirm that he was indeed much more energetic than before, and that his smile was not feigned.

"You were the one who woke up the cat last night, weren't you?"

"It seems the method my ancestor Yueying devised for you is quite effective; it can suppress this kind of injury. Now, it's like your body—the injury has been suppressed?"

"It's not just suppressed, it's like a fish in water!" Chu Mingkong boasted, but his expression quickly returned to normal. "Feng Ying, that's not fair. You knew that Cat Cat's mother had already gone through the ordeal, yet you still went through all that trouble with her. What are you up to? Are you trying to trick my master into taking that fragment?"

"How come Yuehe told you even this? Then why did she make me play along? Is she just messing with me...?" Fengying rolled her eyes speechlessly. "But by the time I found out, Yuehe had already taken the risk. You should be able to understand. Yuehe isn't someone who likes to negotiate. When it looks like she's negotiating, she's actually already done what she can. The rest is just explaining things to you."

Fengying, how dare you talk about your ancestors? Didn't you also run back to the Crescent Kingdom without a word and search for the White Tiger Totem Jade all by yourself?

The Wind Shadow has also done things like taking advantage of someone without saying a word early in the morning, just for his own pleasure.

Is this something passed down from the Yueqi people?

"Can I have the fragment? I'm afraid you'll use it secretly. I'll ask you for help when I really need it someday." Chu Mingkong suddenly thought of something and asked, "Wait, you didn't secretly use the fragment to cut yourself last night, did you?"

"What are you thinking? I had to sleep with the cat last night, I didn't have time for that. Giving you the fragment is out of the question, I'd be at risk of serious injury, do you think you can decide that for me?"

"But I know Yuehe's methods of guiding and controlling injuries."

"As for the Black Tide, Yuehe already taught me when you and Qiuchi went to the Abyss. You don't need to guide me. You just need to work hard when you're cultivating."

"..."

"Instead of worrying about that, Mingkong, you should worry about Qiuchi. She doesn't know the power of the Black Tide, and it's so big. Don't let her carelessly cut herself into a huge gash. Yuehe only made a small cut!"

Chapter 151 Zuo Qiuchi: You can use it as a meteor hammer

These words reminded Chu Mingkong, and he suddenly slapped his forehead:

"That's true. I was just thinking about playing with the cat and for a moment I forgot about Master."

When Chu Mingkong woke up in the morning, all he wanted to do was go and see Zuo Qiuchi and see if he could get her fragments back. But when the little cat girl ran in, he forgot all about it.

He rushed into Zuo Qiuchi's courtyard, slamming the door open with a thud.

The room reeked of alcohol. Zuo Qiuchi lay on the bed, one arm and one plump, white thigh hanging limply at her sides, while she remained motionless, serene and peaceful.

If it weren't for the fact that her high breasts couldn't hide the rise and fall of her chest, making even the slightest breath seem exceptionally noticeable, this scene would indeed have a tragic feel to it, like "failed self-harm and accidentally dying suddenly."

In reality, she simply drank some medicinal wine and got drunk, living a life of pure bliss.

Wine has its own aroma, but many people dislike the so-called "wine smell," which is actually the smell emitted by the body of an alcoholic. It does smell unpleasant, like fermented vomit.

Whether it was the difference between mortal wine and spiritual wine, or the difference between people, Chu Mingkong moved closer to his beautiful master. He was drunk, but the smell of alcohol was exceptionally pleasant, faint and lingering, intertwined with the woman's body fragrance.

"How come he secretly drank so much and got so drunk?"

Zuo Qiuchi ignored him and continued to revel in the wonderful, slightly tipsy state of being.

Chu Mingkong looked at his slightly tipsy master, not wanting to waste words with her, climbed onto her bed and started touching her to see where she had hidden the fragments of the Abyss Core.

He first cupped Zuo Qiuchi's smooth face in his hands, as if holding tofu, with three parts firmness and seven parts softness and elasticity. Then his hands slid down to her neck, and when they reached her breasts, the feeling changed dramatically. They were heavy yet soft, without putting any strain on his wrists.

The more it sank and filled the wrist, the more excited it seemed to become.

After a long and arduous journey, Zuo Qiuchi finally woke up. He raised his hand and unleashed a punch specifically designed to strike a rebellious disciple, but Chu Mingkong dodged and caught him, and the two of them lay down on the pillow together.

Compared to the current situation of master and disciple embracing, Zuo Qiuchi was more concerned about the boy's sneaky groping just now, and lightly scolded him:

"What are you doing? You're just touching me because I'm drunk, aren't you?"

"Master, I have something to tell you, but don't be envious." Chu Mingkong's tone suddenly became mysterious, and if his eyebrows twitched lively, he would have a very shrewd businessman's air about him.

"explain."

"I fell asleep last night, truly asleep. It seems like I can do this once my soul cultivation has reached a certain threshold. Aren't you envious?" he boasted cheekily.

This was practically showing off, and for Zuo Qiuchi, who wanted to slack off and sleep all day, it was undoubtedly a huge temptation and a great stimulus.

"I'm going to give you a real punch right now, and it'll put you to sleep. Do you believe me?" Zuo Qiuchi said with a forced smile, raising a fist in front of him.

Chu Mingkong smiled and admitted defeat, then immediately got to the point:

"Yuehe lied to us. She has already secretly tested the waters and knows a way to control the injuries caused by the fragment. Can I keep the fragment safe?"

"Since you can control it, wouldn't it be the same to just leave it here with me?"

"How are they the same? What if you get drunk and want to make a big scene, and end up making the wound even bigger?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Zuo Qiuchi looked at him expressionlessly. "Don't use your own brain to speculate about me, okay?"

Chu Mingkong stopped talking; arguing any longer would ruin their relationship.

Although Zuo Qiuchi still refused to give him the fragments, it didn't matter. The main thing was to convey the message that "you shouldn't secretly slash yourself with them."

The message has been conveyed effectively, and we can discuss and plan together when we actually need to use this fragment.

Zuo Qiuchi had been lying there for so long that she was getting a little tired. She sat up and stretched, letting out a long, comfortable moan. Amidst the sound of a belt snapping, it was unclear whether it was Zuo Qiuchi's undergarment or something else.

She pretended nothing had happened, sat cross-legged, and said:

"So, Mingkong, Yuehe healed your soul with an extremely Yin injury? Can I see those injuries?"

"It's not exactly cured." Chu Mingkong was excited that he no longer needed to eat grass to suppress the pain, but his excitement did not prevent him from remaining calm.

The existence of the Moon River caused the effects of her cultivation to be incomplete, and when the Yin Time ended in the future, her "healing effect" might disappear with the Yin Time, as if everything had never happened... Chu Mingkong explained all this information to Zuo Qiuchi.

He added a shameless remark, speaking in a joking tone: "Once the Yin time is over, I'll roll around on the ground pretending to be on the verge of death, and only if you, Master, cultivate with me can I get up~"