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

But Chu Mingkong has no interest in Buddhist teachings at all. Well, it's not that he has no interest; he can still explore the theory and practice of Joyful Zen.

"Master's wife, isn't there any danger in my studying Buddhist teachings? Like, being converted or something..."

"If that goddess or bodhisattva could use her physical body to make offerings and convert you, she should have converted you during her first sneak attack in the Yu Hua City incident."

The benefits that the extreme Yin power brings you now far outweigh the harm it causes. As long as your inner self is strong enough, you don't need to worry about being converted.

This really shows they have a lot of confidence in him. Chu Mingkong is actually quite confident in himself. The goddess bodhisattva couldn't convert him before, but now that he has received the snake egg's inheritance and even improved his Lower Abyss Transformation, he has a lot of information!

"Then, Master's wife, what exactly do you intend to do? The Realm of No Thought is the domain of the Goddess Bodhisattva. Could it be that you are going to use the power of extreme Yin to destroy the Realm of No Thought and affect the connection between the Goddess Bodhisattva and the Realm of Form?"

“Although this is not all, it is one of the methods. It seems that you have not been sitting idly by these days, but have been thinking about methods!” Shen Xuejun nodded, acknowledging Chu Mingkong’s cleverness.

Chu Mingkong felt refreshed and invigorated after receiving his master's wife's praise. Although he had borrowed Yuehe's ideas, wasn't Yuehe thinking exactly what he was thinking?

Chu Mingkong was overjoyed, but remained relatively calm, treating this praise for his wisdom as a trivial matter.

"My master's wife said this is only one method, but are there any other options?"

"You can try contacting the Asura King; she can help you deal with the Goddess Bodhisattva."

"Ok?"

Chu Mingkong was startled. The pig's hoof he was holding on his master's wife's jade-like ankle slipped, and in a startled moment, he instinctively grabbed at it, causing his master's wife's icy high heels to come loose...

"Uh... I was planning to give Master's wife a foot massage, Master's wife, please continue!"

Chu Mingkong acted as if nothing had happened, and naturally took off both of his ice crystal high heels.

The elegant and exquisite high heels left his master's wife's white silk feet, still carrying a faint warmth. This reminded Chu Mingkong of the shoes he had made last time, which were almost filled with the essence of his martial arts.

Seeing his master's wife's snow-white legs and jade-like feet, Chu Mingkong finally snapped out of the mimicry game that Bai Niang had played with him and was able to distinguish the memory that was hard to tell from reality.

Shen Xuejun looked at Chu Mingkong's somewhat clumsy hands and said slowly:

"The Realm of Formlessness can be seen as the world of the goddesses and bodhisattvas. Even monks of all ranks in Buddhism cannot see what is happening inside. In other words, if something happens to the goddesses and bodhisattvas inside, they are trapped inside, and outsiders have no idea."

The Asura King had always wanted to test his skills against a Bodhisattva; she wouldn't help him, but she would deal with the goddess Bodhisattva.

Is this for real...? That the Asura King, when he gets aggressive, even beats up his own people?!

"But I don't seem to have a way to contact the Asura King. Ah... it seems that the Asura King's subordinates are active in the New Moon Kingdom?"

Chu Mingkong found it much easier to operate within the Crescent Moon Kingdom. If he were to bring Yuehe along, things would go even more smoothly!

Tell the people in the Crescent Moon Kingdom, inform the Asura King's protector, and arrange a time to meet with the Asura King to talk.

With Bai Niang around, even if he faces the Asura King again and loses all his power, he will have a powerful backer to rely on.

"However, does the Asura King have a way to enter the Realm of No Thought?"

“You’ve told her about this, and she’ll find a way to get in. Just the allure of the goddess and bodhisattva will drive her to rack her brains to find a way. You don’t need to worry.”

Since his master's wife had put it so clearly, Chu Mingkong had no choice but to believe her.

There's no need to worry that the Asura King might turn around and join forces with the goddess and bodhisattva to attack him.

If the Asura King were truly so enthusiastic, he wouldn't have needed to inform them; he would have already joined in when those Arhats and Bodhisattvas came to Xiling to cause trouble.

There's absolutely no need to wait until now to infiltrate Wuxiangtian, then go through all that trouble to come back and deal with him; it's pointless.

Given the somewhat peculiar nature of the Asura King, he would either come to target them from the very beginning or simply ignore the matter. Even if Chu Mingkong made the contact, the worst outcome would be that the Asura King would simply disregard him.

This method is definitely worth a try!

"These are the directions I can give you. Try to get rid of it before I leave Xiling," said the voluptuous, aloof beauty.

"Uh, contacting the Asura King might take some time. Judging by the time, I think that Buddha Seal will soon be stealing enough power from me again. Could you perhaps...?"

"Can you do what?"

Shen Xuejun looked at Chu Mingkong's face, which made Chu Mingkong feel a little pressured. He was unsure whether his master's wife was asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"Teach me... no, help me deplete the power of that Buddhist seal one more time?"

While waiting for his master's wife's reply, Chu Mingkong felt that she would not refuse. His hand had already quietly reached under Shen Xuejun's white dress, preparing to help his master's wife take off her white silk.

Without hearing any warning, the slippery stockings had unknowingly reached the teacher's wife's knees.

Perhaps it was this tacit approval that emboldened Chu Mingkong, for he called out to Shen Xuejun again:

"Master's wife."

"Mingkong, you really have a lot on your plate. What else do you want to say?" Shen Xuejun's gaze fell on her silk-stockinged feet. One foot stepped on the stocking between the toes of the other foot. With a bend of her jade-like leg, the white stocking, which had already loosened halfway, completely left her plump and beautiful leg.

"My master's wife has spoken on my behalf several times before. Can I also repay her kindness with my words?"

Chapter 378 The Master's Wife Takes a Huge Turn

Chu Mingkong's ability to muster such ambition and audacity was undoubtedly related to the mimicry game that Bai Niang had played with him a few days ago.

They look so alike...

A person's temperament and demeanor are things that are difficult for others to imitate when they reach the level of a master like Bai Niang. Bai Niang's cultivation level is a mystery, and Bai Niang is also the type with a relatively indifferent expression, so Chu Mingkong did not feel too much of a sense of incongruity at the time.

That time, being used by Bai Niang as a portable power bank was quite frustrating to recall, but the experience was almost entirely focused on Bai Niang's face.

Having also accidentally seen his master's wife's beautiful body in the bathroom last time, Chu Mingkong's audacity had indeed grown considerably under the influence of various factors.

In the past, he would at most ask his master's wife if she could massage his legs or shoulders. He wouldn't dare to ask about things like sucking on snowflakes unless his master's wife brought it up herself.

Shen Xuejun was probably slightly surprised by her little apprentice's unusual initiative, especially since it was such a nonsensical request. It seemed that the previous discussion hadn't touched on this at all.

As he gazed at her, the aura emanating from Chu Mingkong's lustful resolve grew weaker and weaker. Just as he was about to change his mind, Shen Xuejun nodded:

"Okay, you can stick your head in by yourself... Hmm, I think I'll stand up, otherwise the position is a bit awkward."

The stunningly beautiful woman, who was sitting on a sandalwood chair, suddenly straightened up her voluptuous and fiery body, her jade legs standing straight in front of Chu Mingkong, her alluring and flawless white feet stepping on his thighs.

Chu Mingkong had never tried such a strange posture before, and his limbs stiffened for a moment. He subconsciously held onto his master's wife's beautiful legs, afraid that she might not have a firm footing.

In my hands, one side feels delicate, elegant white silk, while the other feels smooth, tender skin.

But Chu Ming had no time to savor it. Sitting in his chair, he looked up at his master's wife, who was slightly bending over and looking down at him—if she didn't bend over, her ample breasts would block his view.

He wanted to know what he needed to do in cooperation with his master's wife, but the cold and beautiful woman standing in front of him had no intention of making him do anything.

Shen Xuejun lifted her skirt with both hands, and the icy spiritual energy loosened the smooth silk trousers. The sacred and mysterious fabric fell into Chu Mingkong's hands, but Chu Mingkong had no intention of checking what he held, because the spring scene in front of him made his mind suffocate.

The skirt slowly covered him, obscuring his vision and his breath.

"Mingkong, why are you still standing there? Wasn't this the request you made yourself?"

......

Madam Zhen's room.

Yongzhen wasn't in the courtyard; she had gone to Bai Niang's place to ponder cultivation matters. A rare guest arrived in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the knock, Madam Zhen strode quickly to the door. Even though she knew the person she needed to be wary of wasn't there, she still glanced around.

"Mi'er, you're here~ Yongzhen isn't here right now, let's go inside and talk!"

"Ah."

Pei Mi followed Madam Zhen into the room, looked around, and sighed inwardly that it was indeed the same.

Mingkong really did completely refer to the princess's courtyard in the capital to arrange the house for the Empress Dowager and her daughter. When I passed by the courtyard earlier, I had some guesses, but now that I walked in, I really felt a sense of dislocation.

It felt like I was back in the capital. Fortunately, Qingxin Mansion and even Xiling had an atmosphere that the capital didn't have. After a while, I stopped thinking about the past.

The reason these two noblewomen, who were once Empress Tianji, gathered together was because of the matter of borrowing clothes a few days ago.

— Chu Mingkong carried Pei Mi into his room to eat steamed buns. Afterwards, he carelessly left her a strapless dress with a cleavage-revealing design. This made Pei Mi, covered in hickeys, unable to go out and face anyone. Fortunately, Madam Zhen, who was passing by, gave her a change of clothes.

At that time, Pei Mi also agreed to help Madam Zhen with her daughter Yongzhen's affairs.

We met today for this very reason.

We had thought about meeting up before, but it always fell through because Yongzhen would suddenly come back or Jinyu would come and bother us. Today is a rare opportunity!

"Didn't Jinyu ask Mi'er what you were doing going out? You don't usually leave the courtyard very often." Madam Zhen was afraid that Jinyu would suddenly come over.

Two days ago, Pei Mi and Madam Zhen were unable to reach an agreement because of Jin Yu's surprise attack.

Pei Mi was still a little traumatized when she heard Madam Zhen say, "Jin Yu didn't ask about Mi'er..." She thought that Madam Zhen knew that Jin Yu liked to call her "mother" in private.

Pei Mi felt helpless and said:

"Since I started having to go out from time to time to find ways to feed my cat Jiao'er a while ago, I've been going out quite often now."

Madam Zhen need not worry about Jin Yu's matter. She's gone to get acquainted with Da Mao Mao and Jiao'er, and won't be coming over to cause trouble for the time being.

Madam Zhen nodded gently and said softly:

"Alright, then we should not delay and must not postpone it, lest any accidents occur."

Let me first tell you about Yongzhen's likes and dislikes, and then you can help me figure it out later, Mi'er..."

Two beautiful women of similar age, appearance, and temperament sat together, both exuding a dignified, elegant, and radiant beauty.

If we were to discuss the royal lineage of the past, they would be considered mother and daughter, but if we only look at their appearances, they look like sisters.

Madam Zhen recounted all the traits of her daughter, going on for quite some time. She still felt something was missing, and when she had nothing more to add, she finally decided to stop.

"Tell me, if Yongzhen finds out about Mingkong and me, things will probably get really tense."

Logically speaking, I should have been the one who first got close to Mingkong... Mi'er, how do you think we can resolve this stalemate?

This isn't about plotting to deceive Yong-jin or anything, but this matter can't be left unresolved forever, can it?

Pei Mi listened to Madam Zhen and Yongzhen's strange encounter—"Soul transference, soul transference, today you are my mother, tomorrow I am your mother"—and remained solemn and bewildered for a long time.

...I had thought it would be difficult, but I never imagined that just understanding the relationship would be so complicated!

Pei Mi used tea as ink, writing and drawing on the tea table to sort things out before finally understanding the reason behind it.

"In short, it was because of that misunderstanding caused by the cultivation technique that you, Madam Zhen, got involved with Mingkong?"

"Yes, that's right. But even though it's a misunderstanding, it's still serious...! Don't dismiss it as just a misunderstanding!"

"I know," Pei Mi said thoughtfully.

She inwardly cursed Chu Mingkong, who was so affectionately misunderstanding Madam Zhen, and pretended to be oblivious even after seeing through the soul-searching issues between the mother and daughter.