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

“Yes, what Mingkong put in my mouth has been digested, but the refining part hasn’t been fully refined yet, so it’s refining, not digesting,” Xiao Yunhan explained earnestly.

"Get out! You're just here to annoy me. I'm so unlucky this time!" Zuo Qiuchi almost pinched his philtrum to save himself from Xiao Yunhan's anger.

She ignored Xiao Yunhan and didn't even bother to walk back to find her beautiful body pillow. She just wanted to go inside and rest as soon as possible.

But Xiao Yunhan followed her into the room and sat down on the fragrant couch with Zuo Qiuchi.

"...What are you doing, Yunhan?" Zuo Qiuchi looked at her in bewilderment, his head throbbing slightly. "Didn't you say you were in a hurry to go back and cultivate?"

“Walking back would be too much trouble, so I’m planning to cultivate here directly to save time traveling back and forth.” Perhaps because she had been quite annoyed by Zuo Qiuchi’s rogue and capricious nature years ago, Xiao Yunhan was now determined to get her revenge in one go.

Zuo Qiuchi was surprisingly calm, though her heart was pounding. Suddenly, she pinched Yun Han's chin, making her look at her face.

“Yunhan, look at my expression. Don’t you remember how Mingkong made your eyes roll back back then?”

After saying that, Zuo Qiuchi rolled her beautiful eyes, her delicate body fell backward, and her full breasts swayed, as if she had died on the spot.

She fell asleep right next to him, while Xiao Yunhan quietly began meditating and cultivating.

Zuo Qiuchi lay there, tossing and turning, unable to calm down. He was really angry at the woman on the bed.

She suddenly sat up, stared at Yunhan who was meditating, then moved over and laid her body flat, pulled her into the quilt and hugged her to sleep, acting as a second beauty pillow.

But fearing that the beautiful body pillow might say something strange and stimulate her blood pressure, Zuo Qiuchi's hands, which were habitually wrapped around her slender waist, slowly moved upwards...

She covered Yunhan's mouth.

"Yunhan, don't say anything. You do your refining, I'll do my sleeping. Let's not bother each other!"

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With a nervous heart, Chu Mingkong sneaked into his sister's courtyard.

There was no sign of her sister in the courtyard. It seemed that it was indeed Master's precious treasure who had kept Yunhan occupied. Speaking of which, Yunhan and Zuo Qiuchi didn't get along back then. Hopefully, they won't start arguing.

"Phew—now I need to concentrate and deal with Master's wife!" Chu Mingkong took a deep breath and focused his attention.

After knocking on the door and hearing his master's wife's response from inside, Chu Mingkong entered the room.

"Master's wife, I've been busy with important matters these past few days and haven't been able to come and greet you every day. I hope you won't mind..."

"Did Maomao and Jiao'er send their regards to me on your behalf? What business did they go to take care of?"

Shen Xuejun was completely unaware that Chu Mingkong had gone to deal with the old King Chu's affairs; she only knew that he and Yunhan had gone to fight the enemy.

Even among the women in the household, a considerable number did not know what Chu Mingkong was doing.

This matter can be considered a major event, but it is also a very private matter. He wanted to resolve it himself as much as possible, and Yunhan's appearance at that time was truly an accident.

Chapter 229 Master's Wife, Don't Suddenly Stop Talking

"There's a bit of follow-up to the family matter. It should have been settled in the capital, but it's only now that it's finally over." Chu Mingkong's words weren't exactly veiled, but it's not something to brag about when someone talks about patricide.

Shen Xuejun understood what Chu Mingkong meant and did not comment on the family relationships involved, because there was nothing to comment on.

Enemies and enemies are killed without explanation; it is the other way around that it is necessary to justify not killing them.

"It's all right now that it's been handled properly."

The beautiful, aloof woman nodded. Seeing Chu Mingkong standing there, she looked rather apprehensive and asked:

"Mingkong, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"......Um."

The tall, muscular man stood before the beautiful woman, his shadow almost covering her body, yet he seemed somewhat timid and hesitant.

The beginning is always the hardest, and how to start is the question right now.

If it had just happened, it would be normal and a quick reaction for him to rush over to fawn over his master's wife. But it has been several days since the incident, and he should at least tell people what happened before he comes to apologize.

Never mind, let's just follow past experience and lick their boots directly. Let's make our stance clear from the start.

He cleared his throat, straightened his back to appear more formal, and then solemnly said:

"Master's wife, I've come to apologize!"

That kind of display and imposing manner, if a platform were set up and someone bowed deeply, would have been a perfect "Smith's mother's" apology textbook in his previous life.

Talking with my teacher's wife, Shen Xuejun, always puts me under some invisible pressure; it's really hard to tell from her expressions how her mood changes.

The proud and beautiful woman asked calmly, "Mingkong, what wrong have you done?"

Where did I go wrong...? This is precisely the hardest thing for Chu Mingkong to say. He can't very well say that he went wrong by cultivating with his sister, can he?

Ultimately, it was Yunhan's inexplicable mention of "cultivation" in front of his master's wife that left a lasting impression on Chu Mingkong.

“My mistake was having an affair with Yunhan, but at the time… no, even though there was an urgent need to heal my injuries, it was really inappropriate to cultivate with Yunhan.”

This sentence reveals the language skills that Chu Mingkong learned from Shangguan Rong. If he had said, "But at the time, I was seriously injured and in danger of losing my life, so there was really nothing I could do," it would have seemed like he was trying to excuse himself.

What he just said had a hint of sarcasm. Although the wound to his soul was very painful, it was still wrong to act like this with his sister.

However, his master's wife probably wouldn't care about these things, but Chu Mingkong still had to make sure he admitted his mistake properly. He should admit it, but he must not let his words have any hint of evasion!

But what his master's wife said next completely baffled Chu Mingkong.

The elegant and aloof mature teacher's wife, her eyes like countless stars, gazed at him with a beautiful yet calm demeanor, and asked the same question again:

"Mingkong, what wrong have you done?"

"...?"

What do you mean?

Was the teacher's wife's question a question or a rhetorical question? Was she asking him "where he went wrong," or was she saying that he "did not go wrong"?

Completely baffled, Chu Mingkong really wanted to call Rong'er over and have her analyze what this meant.

Given the current situation, Chu Mingkong could only act on instinct, and when in doubt, he would just go for it – changing his size at will!

The shadow in front of the beautiful woman slowly disappeared, and the tall, strong man gradually "shrank" and became smaller. His well-fitting black python robe became loose and finally fell to the ground.

A boy stood among them, his petite frame unable to support the clothes at all.

The icy beauty sat there witnessing the whole thing, her expression completely unchanged, yet she still had some reaction.

Shen Xuejun suddenly stood up and walked towards the boy.

The shadow from just moments ago instantly fell upon the boy, and the beautiful woman's shadow enveloped Chu Mingkong. Then, Shen Xuejun picked the boy up and held him in her arms, sitting back down in her chair.

“Mingkong, your master’s wife should have taught you how to get along with her. If you don’t understand something, you should ask your master’s wife directly. What’s wrong with you?”

Although Shen Xuejun's words did reassure Chu Mingkong somewhat, the final "What's wrong with that?" still left a shadow over him.

Sitting in his master's wife's lap, the soft pressure from above relieved the stress in his heart. Chu Mingkong said frankly:

“I was worried that my master’s wife might be angry because of my cultivation with Yunhan. That day I sensed that my master’s wife seemed displeased, and I have been keeping it in mind ever since, wanting to apologize to her as soon as possible.”

“If you don’t even know what your problem is, then there’s no need to apologize or deny yourself. From now on, you can speak your mind directly.”

That matter has passed, but the sense of oppression he felt that day was very real. Now that his master's wife has said this, can I directly ask her the reason for what happened back then?

After much deliberation, Chu Mingkong decided to postpone this issue and clarify the crucial matters first.

"This disciple has another matter, no, two matters on his mind, which he wishes to ask Master's wife for answers to."

Shen Xuejun's fair wrist, which was wrapped around Chu Mingkong's belly, was touched by one of Chu Mingkong's legs, which was raised in a subtle and assertive manner. She probably felt that the heat of that leg was slightly burning the back of her hand, which hindered her experience of touching her belly.

Shen Xuejun reached out and grabbed the restless guy, then pressed him down, her plump thighs wrapped in white silk tightly together, trapping Chu Mingkong's leg between them, giving him no room to move or kick.

After she finished dealing with it, she said, "I have two things on my mind, please speak."

Chu Mingkong took a deep breath to suppress the increasingly uncontrollable surge of blood, and he tried his best to concentrate as he spoke:

"The first thing is that Master Yun has observed that the Buddhist sect intends to take action against Xiling, perhaps to retaliate for the fact that I destroyed the Buddha's fruit of the Blood Blade King in the East Sea. So... does Master's wife think I can handle it? In other words, if those Arhats and Vajras were to take action, how big is the gap between me and them?"

"Bodhisattvas are difficult to deal with. Bodhisattvas possess the flawless supreme Dharma realm, which can be understood as a 'domain,' and that is the proof of a Bodhisattva's enlightenment."

In simpler terms, it's equivalent to a sword immortal's 'intention,' and this 'intention' can influence the surrounding laws of heaven and earth. Like the Chamento you encountered earlier, his Dharma realm was cultivated, not the result of enlightenment.

Judging from his performance in battle, the Arhat should be able to handle it. The Arhat has attained a minor level of enlightenment and has developed a sense of self-awareness, but this awareness is far from reaching the level of true enlightenment and has not yet formed a Dharma realm. If the Arhat wishes to utilize the Dharma realm, he can only rely on the cultivation of Buddhist predecessors.

It turned out to be the case.

This means that if the giant Buddha beneath the East Sea Abyss hadn't been destroyed, the Blood Blade King Palace might have actually gained another "cultivation technique" for its people to practice. No wonder the people of the Blood Blade King Palace were so furious.

The master's wife's meaning is easy to understand: the people of the Blood Blade Bright King Palace are not to be feared, and they can handle a few Arhats, but not so much Bodhisattvas.

“Mingkong, if you can’t handle this, your master’s wife can step in.”

"Master's wife, you really made a move?!" Chu Mingkong was very surprised and turned his head directly, but his face was buried in the fragrant, full breasts.

"Why do you think your master's wife isn't taking action? Is she just going to watch?"

"No, no!" Chu Mingkong quickly changed the subject. "The second matter is still related to Master's wife. Yunhan seemed to have mentioned 'cultivation' at the time, and then I felt a sense of pressure from Master's wife. Master's wife just said that I don't need to apologize and that she wasn't angry. So why did Master's wife put pressure on me at the time?"

When asked about the "first matter," Master's wife Shen Xuejun gave an immediate answer, but when asked this question...

She fell into a strange silence.

Chu Mingkong waited for several breaths but did not hear a response.

"...Master's wife?" he called out to Shen Xuejun cautiously, a little scared.

Chapter 230 Neither my sister nor my master's wife are easy to deal with.

Some things are better left unmentioned; bringing them up repeatedly can easily cause problems.

The aloof and haughty beautiful woman stared at Chu Mingkong, her crystal-blue eyes seeming to hold shifting icebergs. She said:

“Mingkong, what your master’s wife said was that since you don’t know what you did wrong, you don’t need to apologize. She didn’t say that your master’s wife wasn’t angry.”

"..." Chu Mingkong.

This time, he experienced his teacher's wife Shen Xuejun's emotions up close; it was anger, which was quite rare.

Anger and resentment are emotions that inevitably have a target, but when this emotion appears in this icy beauty, it lacks both the rage of a raging fire and the malice directed at Chu Mingkong.

The chill emanating from the beautiful woman intensified imperceptibly, reflecting her usual restraint yet also revealing her current emotions.