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

"Sister Xuan Nu, that's enough. It's time to make your move. You've already crossed the line with me, so please don't hold my recklessness against me at a time like this!"

Chu Mingkong could certainly shrug it off, but calling himself a "small man" shouldn't be a problem, since he was indeed a bit small in front of that enormous Xuan Nu, the kind of person who couldn't even be stirred up.

Xuan Nu was not delaying her revenge. One thing at a time, she was helping him this time because of Zuo Qiuchi's request. Naturally, she would not agree and then bargain or make things difficult for him.

She was just gathering her strength.

The female bodhisattva's large hands, as smooth as mutton fat jade, drew closer and closer to Chu Mingkong. Suddenly, a huge opening appeared in the Wuxiang Heaven.

A massive Xuan Nu sword, as large as a towering celestial pagoda, pierced into the Wuxiang Heaven, blocking the female bodhisattva's jade hand with a deafening "boom".

"Leave through the breach." Xuan Nu's voice rang in Chu Mingkong's ears.

He immediately looked toward the hole pierced by the Xuan Nu Sword. Beyond the hole was the murky sky of the Abyss, where dim yellow and charred black fused together to form a chaotic canopy. The aura of the Abyss surged in from the hole, corroding the hazy colors of the Formless Heaven.

Sensing the rampant and formidable abyssal aura, Chu Mingkong experienced a moment of clarity and exhilaration, as if he had just opened a window for ventilation.

"The remaining will in a rubbing of a scripture is weak due to lack of offerings and dimmed mental power. Are you really not afraid of severing the lineage by making such a move?" the goddess bodhisattva said.

"When it comes to offerings, quality is more important than quantity. Only when the teachings are passed down to a worthy person can it be called a true inheritance; otherwise, it's just a matter of clinging to life," the Mysterious Woman replied disdainfully. "Besides, who told you that the 'Mysterious Woman Scripture' is no longer being offered to?"

The goddess Bodhisattva raised her hand, and a Buddhist stone used for meditation flew up, ready to fill the void in the Realm of No Thought.

Seeing this, Chu Mingkong stopped eavesdropping. He confirmed that the two original scriptures were still well preserved in his "old talisman," so he quickly flew up and headed towards the opening made by the Xuan Nu Sword, leaving Wuxiangtian before the Buddha stone blocked the way.

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Deep within the abyss.

Two fair and delicate beauties stepped down from Chu Mingkong's large hands. They were Feng Ying and Qing Ning. Their clothes were corroded by Chu Mingkong's slightly out-of-control blood, but they were not harmed.

Fortunately, it's rare to encounter any living creature in this deep abyss, so there's no need to worry about being exposed. In some ways, this place is even safer than a heavily guarded bathroom.

The situation was sudden, and they didn't care about their clothes, exposing themselves to each other.

Qingning's body was exquisite and slender. She looked somewhat immature from the front, but her jade-like buttocks were pert and beautiful. Fengying, on the other hand, was slender and plump. At first glance, her figure was slender and gave people a feeling of agility and lightness. But upon closer inspection, she had plenty of flesh in all the right places. She was curvaceous and had a perfect figure. From her temperament and appearance to her figure, she was a first-class beauty and a femme fatale.

Feng Ying watched as the black-clad figure vanished into silence. This was her first time in the depths of the abyss, and she was unfamiliar with many things.

She could only ask Qingning for details:

"Qingning, when Mingkong brought you here before, what were you here for? Was there anything we needed to be careful of or guard against? For example, the ferocious beasts of the Abyss?"

Qingning was unaware of what had happened to her brother. She was so anxious that she stammered, but with Fengying's reassurance, she quickly calmed down, though her expression remained pessimistic.

"When my brother brought us in before, he asked Madam Zhen and the others to maintain the Extreme Yang Shield, while I soaked in the pool, using the aura from the depths of the Extreme Abyss to reduce the 'cost' on me."

However, in the past, the older brother would always put a little blood into the pool...

The only thing to be careful about seems to be maintaining the Extreme Yang Shield; the Abyss Beasts haven't been appearing much here...

Fengying glanced at Chizi. The current predicament wasn't too troublesome, but the prerequisite was that Mingkong would wake up quickly.

The pool lacks the blood Chu Mingkong dripped into, so Qingning cannot enter for the time being.

Feng Ying then looked at the black-clad man's other hand. Just now, Chu Mingkong had brought Feng Ying and Qing Ning in with one hand, while he was holding Li Lu with the other.

Now, the hand that was bulging like a meteor hammer, covered in thick black blood, belonged to Li Lu.

They seem to be behaving themselves, but it's impossible to find out exactly what happened or how to handle Li Lu's situation.

"Troublesome. I'll just have to maintain the Extreme Yang Shield for now." While thinking, Feng Ying took a sip of Golden Crow Marrow Liquid to replenish the Extreme Yang Shield.

Previously, Madam Zhen and Pei Mi were indeed able to maintain their extreme yang shield for a long time in this extreme abyss, but that was all based on Chu Mingkong maintaining a cultivation state with them, exchanging spiritual energy, and harmonizing yin and yang.

With Chu Mingkong as their support, Madam Zhen and the others did not need to worry about whether the extreme yang power was enough, but rather how long their spiritual veins, bodies, and spirits could sustain them.

Feng Ying doesn't have such good conditions now; she can only rely on the Golden Crow Marrow Liquid left behind by Chu Mingkong for supplies.

However, she could feel the consumption increasing. If she couldn't maintain the Extreme Yang Shield, she and Qing Ning would be in serious trouble deep in the Abyss.

Fengying sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate and regulate his breathing, trying his best to maintain his condition.

With nothing to do, Qingning could only look at where her mother was sometimes, and stare at her brother who was surrounded by black blood at other times. However, the black blood giant did not move at all, remaining as still as if dead.

As time passed, the dazzling golden barrier gradually shrank, and its light dimmed slightly.

Beside Feng Ying's jade feet lay several empty jade bottles, not a drop of Golden Crow Marrow Liquid remaining, and the supplies left for Feng Ying were running low.

She opened her eyes, and on her stunningly beautiful face, her expression was solemn. Golden veins extended from her breasts and snow-white skin, spreading all over her jade-like body, like golden cracks appearing on a peerless jade artifact, shocking and unbearable to look at.

Fengying was forced to think of a solution.

"We need to make plans in advance. Qingning, I'll take you away from here. While I can still hold on for a while, I'll escort you away from the Abyss."

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"Then, what about my brother, and my mother...?" Qingning didn't know what to do.

Feng Ying's condition was visibly worse, but if he left like this, what would become of Chu Mingkong and his mother left here?

Qingning had learned from her brother that even he could not stay in the depths of the Abyss for long.

"For now, I can only use the remaining power of extreme yang to take you away from here. Otherwise, once my power is exhausted, we will be unable to leave this place."

Her mind was made up. This was not about abandoning the dazed Chu Mingkong in the depths of the abyss; on the contrary, it was about extreme composure.

Find the most suitable method before everything becomes irreversible.

First, take Qingning out. Her extreme yang power can last until she escorts Qingning away. After they leave, she can call the women in Qingxin Mansion and then activate the extreme yang shield to come in and pull him out.

But if it drags on any longer, it's hard to say what the situation will become.

"Alright, get some clothes ready. Once we're out here, we won't be as carefree and relaxed as we were in the Abyss." Feng Ying tried to cheer Qing Ning up with his lighthearted tone.

Just as she was about to leave with Qingning, something suddenly went wrong.

Feng Ying suddenly looked towards the deepest part of the Abyss, where a gaze was cast!

The stunningly beautiful woman stared intently at that spot, and suddenly flicked out a snake's tongue in that dim direction.

Long and slender, bright red, just by looking at its forked tongue one could guess its size; it must be a giant python...

"A ferocious beast from the depths of the abyss..."

From the darkness, the enormous shadow gradually became clearer and emerged from it. It was a huge, round, snow-white python with ruby-like vertical pupils staring at the intruders on Chu Mingkong's side.

Feng Ying froze. She could sense that the white python's attention was focused on the core of the Abyss at the deep edge of the border—those were the remains of the ferocious beasts that Chu Mingkong had brought in when he led a large group, after they had all died.

Did this pile of Abyss Cores actually attract this giant creature here?

"Sister Fengying, this snake... is it enough to just take those Abyss Cores?" Qingning swallowed.

Fengying also wants to know the answer!

even,

If this snake is truly only interested in those Abyss Cores, she wouldn't mind following Chu Mingkong's previous example and bringing some more Abyss Beasts to give this giant snake some gifts, as long as this guy can negotiate properly and let them off the hook.

However, those creatures that can be associated with the "beings" in the Abyss are basically devoid of intelligence. Can this snake really communicate with them?

If it doesn't exist, it's a troublesome thing; if it does exist, it's an even bigger troublesome thing.

The birth of a sentient abyssal beast is something I never dared to imagine; it would be a disaster for Xiling.

The snow-white, round giant python drew closer and closer, leaving a deep trail in its wake, like a ravine carved out by a dragon in the mountains.

The scarlet forked tongue instantly snatched away the pile of Abyssal Cores.

Then, those crimson snake eyes stared at Chu Mingkong, and the forked tongue of the snake licked his body, seemingly also coveting his Abyss Core.

When its forked tongue turned and reached out towards Feng Ying and Qing Ning's hands, the black-blooded giant's eyes lit up, and Chu Mingkong finally woke up.

He reached out to block Fengying and Qingning, and gestured to Baimang that these were his men.

As Chu Mingkong confronted those snake eyes, Feng Ying's Extreme Yang Shield finally gave way, and the golden light dimmed completely. Chu Mingkong's large hand swiftly grabbed the two of them, enveloping them in his blood.

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Chu Mingkong continued to stare at the white python in a stalemate, his nonchalant gaze containing a hint of... clichéd arrogance and a chillingly alluring gaze, like someone who has been abstinent for a long time and finds even a little hen attractive.

The white python seemed to be stunned by Chu Mingkong's inexplicable gaze and did not continue to make things difficult. It simply took the Abyss Cores and left.

This sudden crisis also seemed to have come out of nowhere.

Chu Mingkong had just been freed from the Formless Heaven, and his consciousness was still somewhat hazy. He was unaware of what had happened, and all his actions were basically instinctive.

Survival and protection, matters of life and death, do not require much thought.

His dazed look just now was indeed a bit problematic.

"Fengying, are you all alright?" Chu Mingkong didn't have time to check his own condition before asking Fengying and the others.

But Fengying was quite cunning. She deliberately remained silent and even covered Qingning's mouth to prevent her from speaking or responding, intentionally making him worry.

This startled Chu Mingkong. Deep within the abyss, he dared not casually open his palm to check on their condition.

He had no choice but to manipulate the black blood, letting it wriggle and send Feng Ying and Qing Ning to Chu Mingkong's "heart chamber." Seeing that the two girls were alright, Chu Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fengying, what are you doing!"

"Just a little revenge~ I was really torn just now. I was maintaining the Extreme Yang Shield while wondering whether I should take Qingning away early, otherwise the delay might turn into a slow death."

As a result of this indecision, they ended up arranging for that big guy to come along.

The extreme yang "cracks" on Feng Ying's face had not yet disappeared. These shocking marks made Chu Mingkong feel extremely distressed. If the goddess Bodhisattva had not chosen a good time to convert him, he would not have encountered so much trouble.

But since it has already happened, there's not much left to consider.

Although he temporarily isolated Fengying and Qingning from the outside environment by "swallowing" them into the black blood, it still couldn't last long.

His body would unconsciously inhale and exhale the aura from the depths of the abyss, thus bringing the dangers of the outside world to them.

Although it was a bit awkward in front of Qingning, Chu Mingkong didn't hesitate for long. He quickly "arranged" Fengying and used the Su Nu Gong to ease the overdraft in her spiritual meridians.

With the support of cultivation, a slightly dimmed Extreme Yang Shield reappeared on the Black Blood Giant's body, which was sufficient.

Feng Ying let out a soft hum, her beautiful body limp in Chu Mingkong's arms, and she whispered in his ear:

"What's going on? This level of excitement doesn't seem like your usual level! Could it be that while we're in danger, you're entertaining that female bodhisattva with your physical sacrifice?"

Qingning sat on the back of Fengying like a duck, watching Fengying's snowy buttocks and honeyed hips undulating and revealing the giant tower of magic. Her face turned as red as blood, and her heart pounded incessantly.

Although it looked strange, I couldn't suppress my curiosity and longing.

Was my conversation with my brother afterwards also like that...?