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

A voluptuous, beautiful woman with silver-white hair was sipping tea when something interrupted her. She slowly put down her teacup and took out a Rakshasa mask.

"It seems like it's almost time."

She murmured something, then called out to her personally taught apprentice, Xiao Yunhan.

Soon, wisps of snow and mist appeared in the room, and a tall, graceful woman emerged from it, adding another pleasant aroma to the room's already sweet fragrance.

Xiao Yunhan bowed to Shen Xuejun as a disciple and asked, "What business does Master have with me?"

"You may wait here while I have some tea. Afterwards, I will take you to a place."

Shen Xuejun didn't explain where she was going, but Xiao Yunhan wasn't curious. She would find out soon enough, so it didn't matter whether she found out sooner or later. Besides, she knew that her master wouldn't do anything unnecessary or pointless. Since he had specifically summoned her here, there must be a special reason.

Her beautiful, clear eyes, as cold as the moon on a snowy night, were focused on the special mask on the table. She didn't say anything, but silently picked up the teapot, changed the water, and brewed tea.

Xiao Yunhan was unaware that she had only drunk one cup of tea, but she was also unaware that she had changed the water in the teapot several times.

It was unclear whether there was some kind of opportunity or a change in time. She waited with Shen Xuejun for a long time, when suddenly she heard her master say, "The time has come."

"What do I need to do?" Xiao Yunhan asked.

“No need. Originally, this mask was meant to be left to you. It might not be useful, but it could broaden your horizons. However, now that Mingkong has caused trouble, if the Rakshasa Society wants to continue, it will have to establish its own separate entity.”

"Mingkong made a fuss? Did Mingkong do anything?" Hearing that it was related to her younger brother, Xiao Yunhan asked another question. Otherwise, she would usually just nod at this time.

As for whether she understood or not, that would only be able to judge after she personally witnessed the things her master wanted to show her. If she still didn't understand, Xiao Yunhan would choose to ask.

"It's not entirely Mingkong's fault; he simply eliminated all the offending enemies without leaving any survivors."

The Rakshasa Society has now been wiped out in one fell swoop. Even if people below are promoted to fill the vacancies, the difference in strength is too great.

The resources of the Rakshasa Society can indeed cultivate a great number of strong individuals in this world, but it is difficult to transform mediocre people into true dragons and phoenixes.

Under normal circumstances, if the Rakshasa Society considers anyone an outsider a thorn in their side, that person will basically have no chance of survival. But they just happened to run into a strange guy like Chu Mingkong.

Previously, he had thought it was pointless to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut, and let those who had grudges against him handle it. However, Chu Mingkong killed every single one of these people who came.

Even with the help of many external forces, they did manage to successfully withstand these attacks. Now that the Smiling Buddha and his men are going to launch a full-scale attack, they wiped out Chu Mingkong's entire force.

This is a huge upheaval.

The purpose of the Rakshasa Society is definitely not to do good deeds. The Buddhist community never does good deeds without any benefit. Giving information and resources to cultivate people for free is just a superficial act.

The pressure on the Rakshasa Society comes from above. The monk in charge of the Rakshasa Society needs to continuously bring talented people from this world into the Buddhist realm.

The purpose of this is difficult to know, but that is the significance of the Rakshasa Society's existence, and it is also a death order from the Heavenly Realm Buddhism.

The high monk in the Rakshasa Society always "patiently and persuasively" asked the members if they had any plans to ascend to the Heavenly Realm, and this was the motivation behind his actions.

"If you encounter anything you don't understand later, there's no need to ask right away."

After Shen Xuejun finished speaking to Yunhan, she wiped her slender hand on her disciple's beautiful face, and the snow mist turned into a veil, covering half of her face.

On the Rakshasa mask, golden-purple light emanated from the pupils, and that light swept across the surroundings like a tide, engulfing everything in the room and taking them to another space.

The mask emitted an extremely strong aura, causing the cultivators and commoners in the bustling city to suddenly pause, the noise abruptly disappearing, and the entire street falling silent.

Chu Mingkong was still in the Sword Emperor Palace, briefly explaining things to his master and his children. The group sensed the presence of auras coming from outside the Sword Emperor Palace, and their conversation was interrupted for a moment.

"That's...my wife's room, right?" Zuo Qiuchi still remembered how he addressed Shen Xuejun; he was used to calling her that.

"What's going on? The Sword Emperor Palace is protected by a barrier, and ordinary auras can't get through." Zuo Donglu was puzzled, but she felt that this aura was somewhat familiar, similar to the Rakshasa Yakshas she had fought that day.

Chu Mingkong realized that his master's wife had set off. No wonder she and the Asura King had avoided this area before entering the Rakshasa Society. It turned out that the commotion was quite large!

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it directly deployed a teleportation array.

Even when Grandma Sword Emperor sent someone to send him to the Underworld God Kingdom, there wasn't this obvious aura.

It's a pity that the Asura King has disappeared; otherwise, Chu Mingkong would have asked the Asura King to give Feng Ying a ride.

"It's complicated to explain, but you'll find out when you see them. Once you get there, don't ask any questions. Just focus on protecting yourself or taking action as needed!"

After Chu Mingkong finished explaining the outline, he immediately used his mind to call a taxi, summoning the Black and White Impermanence to take them to the Underworld God Kingdom.

When they met again, Ba Sheng didn't introduce herself to the two younger sisters, the Zuo sisters. She simply waved her hand, and a force enveloped Chu Mingkong and the others.

Chu Mingkong transformed back into a minotaur mount, while Zuo Qiuchi and Zuo Donglu changed into the appearances of the Black and White Impermanence.

Zuo Qiuchi, with her long black hair, is the Black Impermanence, while Zuo Donglu, with her gray hair styled in a bun, is the White Impermanence. Their faces are disguised to conceal their true appearances, but their figures remain unchanged, so Chu Mingkong can still recognize who is who at a glance.

......

Only a short time later, the Rakshasa Society will once again "gather together".

The members of the lower class, who were sitting on the wall, arrived the earliest. Although they could not speak, it did not prevent the surprise in each other's eyes from being conveyed.

Only a few days later, the Rakshasa Society has reopened, summoning its members together—a rare occurrence!

Considering that it is currently the transition from winter to spring and many places are celebrating their respective New Year holidays, some people are even optimistically thinking that this means they are rushing to hold meetings and distribute New Year's goods, and give out some medicinal herbs and pills to everyone.

However, the table below, which was coveted by countless people, looked particularly desolate this time.

There weren't many people.

In the past, at this time, powerful figures at the Dragon Clan level might not necessarily be seated, but those at the Yaksha level would definitely be seated.

Currently, only a few members of the Spirit Pigeon Clan are present in the Yaksha-level seats.

The fox-woman should have been among the first to arrive at the "strongest" seats, but even through the mask, one could sense her unease and trembling eyes...

The wait was agonizing for her. The fox-woman hesitated for a long time before finally speaking:

"Long-browed monk, or I may respectfully address you as Holy Master Huichen! Please introduce this young lady to the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible!"

Some things change if delayed. A few days ago, she just wanted to go to the Sword Emperor Dynasty to join in the fun and see if she could make a fortune, or perhaps see if she could get to know that mysterious guest from the Heavenly Realm.

As a result, she was knocked unconscious without even realizing it. Before she lost consciousness, the Smiling Buddha's side was clearly in a superior position, and the people of the Sword Dynasty had no way to deal with those strange flying swords.

When she came to her senses, everything had changed. She ran a long way before stopping to gather information, only to learn that all those who had invaded the Sword Dynasty had been killed!

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The fox woman still feels a chill run down her spine just thinking about it.

This might seem like a big deal to outsiders, but having climbed to her current level with great difficulty, she understands better than anyone how difficult it is to wipe out the Smiling Buddha and that group of Yakshas traveling together!

She was about to advance to the Heavenly Realm, just one final step away from being recommended, but in the end she almost lost her life.

All of this started simply because she wanted to go and join in the fun.

The fox woman thought that in this lower realm, she was someone who was hard to bully, but she never expected that even the Smiling Buddha could die in the blink of an eye.

Now, all the fox girl wants to do is leave as soon as possible and seek a wider space for development in the Heavenly Realm!

The demon race reveres pure bloodlines, and she herself was a commoner among the demons, with mixed blood flowing through her veins, making her even lower in rank than ordinary demon commoners. She had already suffered a great deal.

Becoming so strong that no one can bully her has been her long-held obsession, and she is willing to do anything to achieve it.

She felt completely bewildered, as if she had been pulled back from the brink of death.

No one knows why the person who knocked her unconscious would let her go so readily.

Faced with this strange situation, the fox woman could only think of the worst-case scenario: perhaps there was some hidden danger within her, and the best way to get rid of this danger and leave this place was to go to the Heavenly Realm.

The most intimidating threats are always the ones that are unseen. The fox spirit's current state of mind is similar to Chu Mingkong's worry that his exposure to Buddhism might plant the seeds of his own inner demons.

The fox-woman's Huichen had a calm expression, his two drooping eyebrows remained motionless, but one could sense his anger.

"Don't be impatient. No one can hurt you here." The monk seemed to see through the fox woman's thoughts. "Once everyone has arrived, I have something to ask you."

"You can ask whatever you want now! The sooner you finish asking, the better. Holy Master Huichen, haven't you always wanted someone to advance into the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible?"

The fox-woman looked at him earnestly and anxiously, and the title she used for him changed back to the original "Holy Master Huichen".

This has always been the title used for the monks at the banquet. However, in the past, he often showed a sense of closeness and did not insist that others use respectful titles to address him. He would simply call him "Long-browed Monk" based on his appearance.

A powerful figure representing the Buddhist sect of the Heavenly Realm not only possesses extensive knowledge but also holds coveted rare spiritual materials, yet he is never arrogant.

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Despite hailing from the celestial realm, where high-ranking individuals abound, he still manages to get along with the members of the Rakshasa Society in a friendly and magnanimous manner, which greatly earns their trust.

"Please be patient, this old monk will chant the Ning Shen Jing for you."

Huichen clasped his hands together and chanted the sutra. The sutra transformed into a golden Buddha character that flew out of his mouth. The fox girl was in a state of panic, like a snake startled by a bow. She instinctively tried to dodge, but found that she could not dodge. The Buddha character was already imprinted on her body.

Her mind was still filled with habitual worries, but her heart seemed to be out of her control, becoming unusually calm, so calm that if she were to face death now, she might not even know fear or resistance.

My reason was clear, but my mind was instantly distorted by the scriptures.

The fox-woman used to rely on Huichen's friendliness and acted rather "willfully and domineeringly," thinking that he was so good-tempered and easy to talk to.

But now I realize that this closeness seems to be just an illusion.

That friendliness seemed to be bestowed by someone in a position of power for their own self-gratification.

The fox woman fell silent and sat calmly in her seat, waiting.

Before long, more and more people appeared at the Dragon Clan's seats, and the seats no longer looked so empty.

The Asura King appeared first. As usual, she sat down and put her legs up on the table, resting her chin on one hand with a bored expression.

The reverence for the Rakshasa Society's seats that emanated from the cave was met with only contempt and perfunctory attitude from the Asura King.

But she had always been like this, and the people of the Rakshasa Society were already used to it. The kind and gentle Huichen would never criticize or reprimand her.

Soon, Shen Xuejun arrived, accompanied by a graceful veiled woman.

Shen Xuejun took her seat and remained silent, just as usual.

Ba Sheng arrived last again this time, but his presence was even more imposing than before.

In the dark tunnel behind the seats, the tall minotaur's shadow emerged. He stepped into the light-filled area, and pairs of eyes focused on him.

He held a seated ghost maid in each of his palms, while Ba Sheng sat on Chu Mingkong's shoulder. The minotaur walked with steady steps, as if some heavenly king carrying a pagoda was rushing to his aid.

The minotaur's mount stopped, and Basheng stepped into the void and took his seat.

At this point, everyone had arrived; those who could come had come, and those who couldn't come could no longer come.

Compared to the somber mood of Monk Huichen, the Asura King and his companions were there simply to have some fun, and were even in a rather cheerful mood.

The Asura King was in high spirits and joked with the Queen of the Underworld and the Lord of Snow in the arena: