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

Jin Yu and the others were also there. Chu Mingkong couldn't just leave Bai Niang behind, so he went among the girls to see what they were doing.

"It's rare to see you all gathered together. Are you... practicing calligraphy?"

Besides Yongzhen, Jinyu, and Rong'er, Qingning was also at the table, resting her chin on her hand as she watched.

Shangguan Rong shook her head and said subtly:

"While it could be considered calligraphy practice, to be more precise, Jinyu was drawing talismans?"

They'll appear in this room initially to take care of the baby, but now it's just a break, a time to find something to do.

In front of Jinyu was a talisman, on which were printed the patterns of their respective cultivation techniques. Jinyu added some subtle words to the original patterns.

For example, phrases like "daily progress and skillful execution," "safe travels," "great profits," "first come, first served," and "well-trained troops and ample provisions"...

Chu Mingkong wondered if Jin Yu wanted to put up a couplet for her secret place to pray for good luck.

"Sister Rong'er, Qingning, after I go to Master Yun to have it blessed, I'll give each of you one of these lucky charms. Don't be shy~ Yongzhen, forget it, you've already won the baby, we can't get along." Jinyu was both generous and stingy.

Yongzhen wasn't really in the mood for arguing this time; she was genuinely surprised by Jinyu's strange behavior and mostly just wanted to complain.

"I'd be embarrassed to use this kind of peach wood charm that you stick on your own buttocks. Do you want Mingkong to worship your charm before he enters the door when you're having sex with him?"

“No need, just go in directly~” Jin Yu thought it through quite thoroughly. “Right now I’m just practicing my calligraphy. After I’ve designed it, I’ll call Master Yun over and have him write the design on the gecko pattern for you. That way, Ming Kong can see it anytime, which is very auspicious~ But I’ve written a bit too much. I’ll see if Sister Feng Ying and the others want it later.”

"I think you could ask your sisters-in-law if they want some," Chu Mingkong said, somewhat helplessly.

"Okay, but I need to design the pattern first and then confirm it with Master Yun. If I just divide it up like this, there won't be enough words. Sister Rong'er, do you have any auspicious words you can write on it?"

However, aren't you afraid that Yun Nongyu will be upset if you let her use her years of honed skills in drawing talismans and making inscriptions to write something like this for you, Jinyu?

However, the virginity mark is used to verify a woman's virginity, but Chu Mingkong had already broken all of them. Now, the tattoo will basically appear on its own as soon as he enters her.

Depending on the specific technique used, the color of the tattoo can vary, sometimes appearing as pink, sometimes as white, and sometimes even as bright red or black.

"Alright, you guys have fun first. I have some errands to run, and I'll come back to play with you when I'm done."

Chu Mingkong turned to leave, but Jin Yu hurriedly got up and grabbed him. This beautiful, plump woman with a delicate and fragrant body turned her face to him, presenting her pink cheeks.

"My love, give me a kiss before you leave!"

Chu Mingkong cupped her face and kissed her on both sides, then went to Yongzhen and the others and kissed them one by one.

Fortunately, Yongzhen only brought one body with her this time, but the topic will most likely turn into Jinyu complaining that Yongzhen took advantage of her.

After kissing her, he turned to leave, but Jiao'er let out two soft whimpers, clinging to Bai Niang's snake tail and looking at him expectantly.

Chu Mingkong smiled and walked over to kiss Bai Niang, Jiao'er, and Gugu. Then he hugged the cat but didn't kiss it; instead, the father and daughter looked at each other.

The cat felt neglected for most of the day, her little face serious and aggrieved, sniffling and glaring at him with her big eyes.

As she stared, her eyes began to redden, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Chu Mingkong then kissed her several times before letting her go back to her sisters' place to play.

......

This time, when Chu Mingkong arrived at his master's wife's room, he was confident that everything was in order and that the embarrassing situation from last time would not happen again.

In his hands were some souvenirs, including tribute tea from the Sword Dynasty and some tea he had asked the system for that he didn't know what kind of tea it was.

"Master's wife, I've come to see you!"

"Please come in."

Upon hearing the response, Chu Mingkong immediately entered the room, put his things aside, and without saying anything else, sat down next to her without informing her first, and began to massage her white silk legs.

Having learned from his previous experience of being rejected when he tried to curry favor, Chu Mingkong didn't ask this time and simply hugged him without asking.

The translucent and beautiful ice crystal high heels subtly reflect the delicate toes wrapped in white silk, each one as tender as bamboo shoots after a spring rain, as if you could squeeze a handful and juice would seep out from the rosy toes.

The white stockings between the calves and thighs, outlined with delicate patterns, exude a noble and elegant air.

Chu Mingkong's pig's trotters slipped between his master's wife's jade-like toes, as if their fingers were interlocked, kneading her warm soles. Her soles were as soft and smooth as jade, and her stockings were as delicate and supple as satin.

“Master’s wife, I want to ask you something. It’s just that… I went with the late Empress Dowager to the Rakshasa Society to listen in. I was there at the time, and I was the tall and handsome bull-headed guard.”

Fortunately, Shen Xuejun did not give it the evaluation of "mount" like the Asura King did, but patiently listened to him finish speaking.

"Before I left, I overheard something about their follow-up actions. Is that Smiling Buddha planning to cooperate with other people from the Heavenly Realm to take action against the Sword Dynasty?"

"exactly."

"Won't your position cause any inconvenience?"

“There’s nothing inconvenient about it. The Asura King and I flew to the Sword Dynasty using a magical artifact. The Rakshasa Society doesn’t know our whereabouts, but I might not necessarily take action.”

"Uh... is it because you're worried about your identity being exposed?" Chu Mingkong thought his master's wife would agree.

"I'm not worried about that. There's nothing to reveal about how I and the Asura King act."

However, this is not your Xiling, but Basheng's Sword Dynasty. I have no reason to help.

The implication is that if you really want to help, then let Ba Sheng ask him himself.

It's not that Shen Xuejun and Ba Sheng have any grudges; it's just that Shen Xuejun isn't the kind of person who's eager to help others or do good deeds.

She might help Chu Mingkong, but that doesn't mean she'll help others.

Even with the Asura King, she didn't decide to help out of a sense of justice; she simply wanted to satisfy her own belligerent nature.

Chapter 101 Long-Awaited Ride

Even though Chu Mingkong was rejected in this way, he didn't feel anything amiss. However, with the beautiful feet in stockings he was holding in his hand, it was hard for Chu Mingkong to feel bad.

"Then why didn't your master's wife help even though she knew I would be involved? Does that mean she trusts me to handle the situation, or that people like the Smiling Buddha are not as strong or powerful as me?" he joked.

This is using Shen Xuejun's attitude as a litmus test.

The text is a jumbled mix of seemingly unrelated phrases and sentences, making it impossible to translate coherently. It appears to be a collection of fragments from various sources, possibly related to news articles or reports. A proper translation would require the original context and complete sentences.

Shen Xuejun believes that Chu Mingkong will not encounter any dangerous situations this time.

This means that "the members of the Rakshasa Society who came this time will not be particularly troublesome."

Shen Xuejun knew his thoughts and reacted calmly, but still poured cold water on them, pointing out the blind spots in his line of reasoning:

"Think about it again. Is your only goal to ensure your own safety?"

"Uh, it doesn't seem so." Chu Mingkong finally realized that he had gotten himself into a trap, and was even smug about it at the end.

What he sought was the stability of the Sword Dynasty as much as possible, not whether his own safety could be guaranteed.

Chu Mingkong realized that his mindset just now was like that of a poor student who had worked hard for a long time and thought he had successfully solved a math problem, but in reality, he didn't even know where he went wrong.

Kind of embarrassing.

"Besides, my greatest trust in you right now is that the Abyss Python is still by your side. It's a rather strange, extraordinary existence, and she probably won't help you protect the entire Sword Dynasty," Shen Xuejun continued.

"That's true..." Chu Mingkong admitted embarrassedly.

"Don't be too careless. Just because a Celestial being is trapped here doesn't mean he can't call for help from other companions. Besides, most of the enemies you'll encounter in the future won't give you enough time to investigate and prepare."

Chu Mingkong naturally understood this principle. He had always acted very cautiously, making various preparations before the enemy actually arrived, in order to win the ideal battle.

In the future, he will choose to go to the Heavenly Realm, where he will likely encounter enemies from all sides as someone they call a "person from the lower realm".

The opportunity to find out the situation clearly at any time is not always available.

However, there's really no other way. With elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, one naturally tries every possible means to ensure stability.

It should be noted that both he and Zuo Qiuchi, master and apprentice, are prone to acting rashly when faced with indecisiveness, making prior investigation a very tedious and troublesome matter.

This is something that a cautious person like Fengying likes to do.

Chu Mingkong himself was surprised by this change in himself.

Now, it doesn't matter if we can't get anything out of the master's wife; as long as we can confirm that she's still on our side, that's enough.

"Master's wife, may I carry you over and give you a shoulder massage? I'll be your chair." He patted his thigh and, having learned his lesson, reached out his hand as he asked, preparing to pull Shen Xuejun into his arms.

But just as he stood up, Shen Xuejun's beautiful foot landed lightly and steadily on his thigh, and Chu Mingkong was forced to sit back down, unable to move.

Even through the fabric, the softness and warmth of the master's wife's beautiful feet could still be felt.

"A chair needs to be flat to sit on. This one is so uncomfortable, it doesn't look like a chair you can sit on." Shen Xuejun expressed her dissatisfaction with the chair.

"...I could barely sit down just now." Chu Mingkong tried to be stubborn and subtly changed the subject: "There's something, Master's wife, Ruyu knows the truth about the antidote."

"I know, I know." Shen Xuejun never felt there was anything wrong with it, and Ruyu didn't experience any problems either. In fact, Ruyu even benefited greatly from her spear technique training.

Chu Mingkong just wanted to find a topic to talk about, but Shen Xuejun's "generosity" towards Ruyu made his topic quickly come to an end, leaving him speechless.

In his memory, he and his master's wife had many similar experiences. The two jars he gave to Ruyu were made over several days, and his master's wife took great care of him throughout the process.

But the progress is indeed slow!

The main problem is that it's difficult to create the right atmosphere to ask further questions; it's hard to bring up the subject abruptly.

The extent to which his teacher's wife, Shen Xuejun, was willing to go with him has always been determined by her.

"Master's wife, I see you're twisting your body like that, you must be uncomfortable. Let me carry you to a more spacious place!"

He boldly picked up Shen Xuejun in a princess carry, one arm slipping under her knees and nestled between her fleshy thighs and beautiful calves, while the other arm went around her back.

Upon reaching the couch, Chu Mingkong lay down directly, not daring to give any instructions or demands regarding his master's wife's actions. He simply let her sit with her back to him on his chest, the warmth of her round, soft body putting immense pressure on his heart.

Perhaps it was because Chu Mingkong's gaze was too intense that Shen Xuejun felt uncomfortable. She slightly raised her waist and then readjusted her position to sit down.

"..." Chu Mingkong took a deep breath.

During their wedding night, he was constantly troubled by his master's wife's icy spiritual energy, which made him feel her strong presence from time to time. The experience was really intense, causing Qingning and Jinyu to suffer quite a bit.

As for the mystery surrounding his master's wife, the only time he saw her true face was back in Xiling.

After calculating the journey from Xiling to the Sword Dynasty, which takes years, Chu Mingkong realized that his recent encounter with the beauty was indeed a long-awaited experience.

Of course, we were related last time, and we're related this time too, so it's not wrong to say there's been absolutely no progress.

"Master's wife, um... during my wedding night, this icy spiritual energy was a bit too active, it seemed to affect my senses, making me unable to feel the touch of the girls. Do I... do I have the ability to learn to control it?"