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

Because the appearance of this ice cone was concealed from Yun Han, the aura was naturally suppressed to the extreme, and even Chu Mingkong, who had been "clinging to her thigh and waiting for her hand," did not notice it.

Shen Xuejun wanted to gently nudge Mingkong to remind him of this, but just as she did so, the tear caught Chu Mingkong's thing!

Chu Mingkong: "...?"

Shen Xuejun: "......"

Unaware of the danger, Chu Mingkong thought he had accidentally done something terrible and hurriedly tried to pull it out, but suddenly his blood and qi surged up, causing him to get stuck.

With that pull, the tear made a soft "ripping" sound.

The commotion wasn't loud, but it was hard to escape Yunhan's ears!

"Master, what was that sound just now?"

Chapter 324 The Suppression is Over

Chu Mingkong held his breath, his heart almost stopping its pumping motion.

He looked down and realized that he had somehow slipped onto his master's wife's white silk feet. The soft and delicate skin of her arches had a warm, mature woman's fragrance, and at the same time, the cool sensation of her touching his master's wife's skin also came through.

Under the dual influence of ice and fire, Chu Mingkong's senses were amplified several times over. At this delicate juncture, his brain was unable to spare all its energy to think and cope, instead immersing itself in this irreplaceable wonder.

The last vestiges of reason were questioning Chu Mingkong:

"What should I do? I think they heard the sound of my stockings tearing. If Yunhan sees this, it'll be my turn to tear!"

"What's being pulled out now doesn't seem to work either; the tearing sound will be even louder!"

Chu Mingkong could tell with just one glance that his uncontrollable surge of blood energy had stretched the wound to its limit, making it almost burst. If he moved around a bit more, the cracking sound would be even louder!

When faced with Yunhan's question, it was difficult for Master's wife to brush it off with excuses like "I didn't hear it." If she couldn't even fool herself, she shouldn't even think about fooling others.

"It's just that the edge of this table is a bit rough, probably from some scratch. My sock got caught on it just now and got a tear, but it's nothing."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingkong traced a hook-like notch on the table leg with his fingertip, and then hooked a few strands of white silk at his master's wife's knee.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunhan naturally couldn't pretend nothing had happened. Although it was a small matter, it was inappropriate for their family's social standing.

"I'll go find an elder from Tianya Tower to make a desk and send it over to replace it."

The elders in Tianya Tower are not carpenters, but there are elders who study wooden mechanisms such as mechanical puppets and wooden oxen and flowing horses. In any case, they are all basically carpenters on a part-time basis.

While speaking, Xiao Yunhan walked towards her master, Shen Xuejun, to check the rough edges.

At this moment, Chu Mingkong held the Dust-Free Talisman and prayed, hoping that it wouldn't malfunction so promptly!

He huddled in a corner under the desk, trembling. A pair of beautifully curved legs came into Chu Mingkong's view, these alluring legs were also wrapped in white stockings.

Immediately afterward, her older sister Yunhan squatted down, and Chu Mingkong felt as if his soul was about to leave his body in that instant.

Fortunately, Yunhan's gaze was only on the corner of the table and she didn't pay much attention to the space under the table, which meant that the Dustless Talisman was still protecting Chu Mingkong well.

Shen Xuejun's initial tear was on the sole of her foot. At that moment, she lifted her beautiful, stockinged foot, toes pointing upwards, while her heel rested on her glacier-like high heels.

From this angle, Xiao Yunhan couldn't see the condition of Shen Xuejun's feet. At most, she wondered why her master would take her feet out of her shoes while reading, but considering that she might be planning to change her stockings, it was understandable that she would take off her shoes first.

Yunhan confirmed that the table legs did indeed have these burrs that could easily snag clothes, and stood up, saying:

"Then Master, please use the side room as a study. I will instruct the maid to ask the elder of Tianya Tower to help out. The desk will be ready in a few hours."

"Okay." Shen Xuejun indicated that she would follow her disciple's arrangements for her daily life.

Xiao Yunhan walked out of the room first, and the study returned to silence. Only after confirming that Yunhan had gone far away did Chu Mingkong release control of his heart, which was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

"Master's wife, this..." Chu Mingkong still didn't dare to speak loudly. He wanted to ask Shen Xuejun what was going on.

Of course, most people expressed their innocence, because they genuinely didn't know how the white silk could suddenly trap them...

Shen Xuejun didn't want to explain further; what's done is done, and there was no point in talking about it anymore.

She looked at Xiao Mingkong, who was huddled in the corner of the table. He had just untied the Dust-Free Talisman and was holding three or four talismans in his hand, probably to counteract probability by using quantity in case they failed unexpectedly.

Seeing the boy cowering between her legs, not daring to go out, Shen Xuejun found him quite adorable. Meanwhile, Chu Mingkong and his master's wife met eyes, caught in a dilemma and feeling somewhat awkward.

Especially when his master's wife suddenly pressed the soles of her two jade feet together, he was caught between them, making him even more uneasy.

"Um... Madam, how much longer will this visit last? Yunhan seems to want to take you to the study next door..."

The icy beauty scrutinized her young apprentice's changing expression, and spoke in her usual flat tone:

"almost done."

"..."

Chu Mingkong thought to himself, "I'll be better soon too!"

"Master's wife, let me hold your hand. I need to get it out first, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get up..." He had left half of his sentence unsaid, probably asking if he could ask his master's wife to loosen her toes a little.

However, it seems there's no need to ask...

Shen Xuejun suddenly felt a burning sensation on the soles of her feet, and she looked at her little apprentice's increasingly hesitant expression as he avoided meeting her gaze.

The beautiful woman glanced at her own jade-like feet and said softly:

"Even using cold air won't be able to clean it up properly."

"Feel sorry......"

He originally intended to extricate himself from the situation, so how did it end up like this?

At the door, a maid suddenly appeared, waiting to guide Shen Xuejun to the study next door.

It wouldn't be convenient for Shen Xuejun to change into a new pair of white stockings before moving on. She put her beautiful white feet back into her high heels, one of which was even warm, almost burning hot.

It really feels like walking in mud...

This was the first time Shen Xuejun had experienced this feeling. Her first few steps as she got up were a little unnatural, but she quickly got used to it. With the warmth left by Xiao Mingkong under her feet, she followed the maid to the study next door.

Chu Mingkong then hung up the Dust-Free Talisman again, changed his clothes, and went to his master's wife's place once more.

After confirming that his sister was not lying in ambush nearby, he deactivated the Dust-Free Talisman and revealed himself, asking guiltily:

"Master's wife, how did the visit go? It should be all better by now, right?"

Anyway, he's already recovered once...

"Alright, the goddess bodhisattva did leave a mark on you. It must have been left on you by using the power she gave you when she was converting you."

Damn it, others are all smiles hiding daggers, but you, this bodhisattva, are hiding poison in your vagina!

"Why don't I feel any power?" Chu Mingkong asked, puzzled.

"Because she only gave a little bit, which is equivalent to the key to the Wuxiangtian. After this key is used once, it will be temporarily dimmed and you need to use your own power to replenish it before the key can work again."

And since you lack Buddhist practices, you're unlikely to notice, which is why she's using this to lure you into the realm of non-thought.

"So what's the situation now? How do we get rid of this force, or at least temporarily suppress this 'key'?" Chu Mingkong felt like this thing was a parasite.

"The suppression is temporarily complete."

"Huh? How did you suppress it?" Chu Mingkong was astonished; he hadn't felt anything.

"At my feet."

Shen Xuejun's answer was irrelevant, but it seemed like she had finished answering the question.

Chapter 325 Teacher's Wife and Counselor

Chu Mingkong's feelings were complicated, but he couldn't just dwell on his embarrassment; he had to show his sincerity with actions.

He used his senses to check the surroundings and confirmed that his sister Yunhan had temporarily left Qingxin Mansion to find a carpenter at Tianya Tower. Chu Mingkong seized the opportunity and immediately showed his filial piety to his master's wife.

"Let's put aside any further questions for now," Chu Mingkong said first.

"Master's wife, I'll help you change your socks now, and clean your shoes while I'm at it."

Chu Mingkong knelt down in front of Shen Xuejun. He lifted his master's wife's white silk legs and slowly removed her ice crystal high heels. When the shoes were off, her beautiful white silk feet looked as if they had been soaked in flour paste, slightly "muddy". When they separated from the noble and elegant high heels, long, crystal-clear threads still connected them.

The high heel on the ground looked as if it contained half a cup of milky white water.

Only then did he realize how deep the marks he had left on his master's wife's feet were...

The smooth, delicate white silk was removed, and Chu Mingkong used the chill to clean his master's wife. Then he took out the stockings he always carried with him and put them on her. However, he didn't have the style his master's wife usually wore, and the ones that his system mother could give him were a bit fancy, with many patterns on the white silk.

Chu Mingkong only wore a white suspender dress, with the hem hanging down to cover the suspender part, basically the same as usual.

"Master's wife, may I change it to this one?"

Shen Xuejun looked at the pair of white stockings, which were as thin as cicada wings, with some confusion, and asked:

"Sure, but what's the point of these drawstrings? Why are there so many accessories on a pair of socks?"

"Uh... for easy fixation?" Chu Mingkong pondered for a moment and realized that this was indeed a blind spot in his knowledge. He had only paid attention to how the suspenders left sexy marks on his buttocks and thighs before, but he didn't know why this design existed.

Shen Xuejun didn't care too much about these trivial matters. She stood up, and her snow dress temporarily turned into scattered ice crystals, revealing her flawless and graceful body. Her moon-colored bodice was adorned with snow lotus flowers, making her look noble and beautiful.

Her incredibly sexy and voluptuous figure ignited a burning passion in Chu Mingkong's heart, while his master's wife's icy and ethereal demeanor inspired awe.

He deftly put stockings on Shen Xuejun and then secured the suspenders. As for Shen Xuejun, she naturally felt that the design of the suspenders was... utterly unreasonable, much worse than white pantyhose that could be used as pants, but it didn't matter.

"Alright." Chu Mingkong squatted down again and put his master's wife's white silk-clad feet into her high heels.

The ice crystals floating around reassembled, transforming back into her original elegant snow-white dress.

Chu Mingkong then realized that his master's wife did not seem to have conjured the dress with spiritual power, but rather that she had just torn the dress into thousands of pieces with her exquisite power and was now "sewing" it back together.

If he were to try this, it would probably be burned to ashes.

His attention returned to himself, and he asked his master's wife again to confirm the "mark" left on him by the goddess.

Chu Mingkong summarized it briefly: after the first attack, the goddess bodhisattva, whether through her power or her pure primordial blood, imprinted a mark on him.

This mark is almost harmless; it can be considered a disguised teleportation mark that can only directly bring him into the Wuxiang Heaven, which is equivalent to another state of the Lunar Eclipse Divine Kingdom. Moreover, this mark draws power from Chu Mingkong himself to replenish it. After replenishing the power of the Wuxiang Heaven and reopening it, the Goddess Bodhisattva can directly pull him in to convert him.

Calculating the time, from the first sneak attack to the second, it took about five or six days.

This is roughly the "cooldown period" for the goddess/boss. Before the next five or six days arrive, Chu Mingkong doesn't need to worry about her launching another sneak attack.

"There's one more thing, Master's wife... Does every time I voluntarily ejaculate, does that count as using up this mark? I've been 'detoxifying' these past few days, so why isn't it working?"