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

“Miss Tuberose, that was my carelessness. To truly resolve the condition within you, we need… we need His Highness’s extreme Yin power.”

The subtext is that you might have to get your plants watered again.

Chapter 167 Whining

Wanxiangyu stared silently at Chu Mingkong. Chu Mingkong was not about to back down, so he returned her gaze. During this eye contact, he took a few more glances at Wanxiangyu.

Her temperament carried a deep sense of sorrow and bitterness, a beauty that was heartbreaking, like a flower at the end of spring, evoking thoughts of withering and falling to the ground with the wind.

Of course, this was merely a unique beauty emanating from her appearance, and had nothing to do with the facts. She had always stayed in the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Palace, making it difficult for her to cause trouble. If it weren't for Chu Mingkong, a jinx sent from heaven, no one could have harmed her.

Upon closer inspection, Chu Mingkong realized that her pitiful and distressed appearance was due to her naturally drooping eyebrows and eyes, which made her seem to be grieving alone. The touch of peach-colored eyes made it seem as if she had just finished crying alone with tears streaming down her face before coming out to meet people.

"When the spiritual spring absorbed the essence of the four directions, it absorbed the distorted Daoist aura that Nongyu had inadvertently spilled. The barrier in this room was originally intended to prevent the Daoist aura from leaking out, but I didn't expect it to still affect you." Chu Mingkong explained simply, not trying to shirk responsibility.

"How can the Daoist essence be altered so easily? It is a unique gift, a natural affinity with the Dao of Heaven and Earth... Moreover, how could the Daoist essence become so strange..."

As Wanxiangyu spoke, her voice grew softer and softer. Unable to look Chu Mingkong in the eye any longer, she pretended to check on the white fox's condition and looked away.

When they were affected by the Daoist aura just now, even though they were outside the door, they were forced to participate in that experience.

Like Yun Nongyu and the others, although they were in the same situation and suffered a lot of impact, they were at least able to cultivate to the point where they could operate the Harmony Technique and regulate their breath.

But the tuberose and the white fox only had feelings, without any harmonization or replenishment, and they couldn't block out those feelings no matter what they tried.

It's too mild to say that dehydration is the main issue; the transformed Daoist essence absorbed through the spiritual spring shows no signs of diminishing.

Chu Mingkong didn't want to make things difficult for her, so he brought up Yun Nongyu's advancement ceremony and asked her if she knew anything about it. Her answer was perfectly reasonable.

Despite her cultivation level, Tuberose has almost no inheritance of the Jinghuan Spirit Palace's techniques. It would be a miracle if she could understand such high-level matters.

"That's the gist of the matter, and the solution is simple: if you don't want to cultivate with me, just get the medicine yourself."

This is called "curing all diseases by the root"!

Isatis root oral liquid.

Tuberose hesitated for a moment, but in reality, she didn't have many options. If she didn't choose, she would have to keep fighting against the mutated Daoist aura. If Chu Mingkong started cultivating with someone else later, she might be implicated and harassed by them.

"Where did the Ling Palace's cultivation techniques come from?"

Tuberose asked softly, seemingly with disdain, avoiding touching Chu Mingkong with her hands, instead skillfully using the flower vines to unbutton his clothes. Without needing any support, that robust, warm presence shot towards her, seemingly still carrying a woman's scent.

"You mean that booklet? It's a kind of treasure. The cultivation techniques you see are the ones most suitable for you. Perhaps it's because you've been in the Jinghuan Spirit Palace for a long time that the palace's cultivation techniques have appeared. If someone else were to look at it, they would see different cultivation techniques."

But I'm not sure how much it includes; I guess the topmost layer is invisible?

When Tuberose heard Chu Mingkong explain in such a relaxed tone, she was quite surprised.

Regardless of whether the booklet can truly manifest different techniques depending on the reader, the fact that it can recreate the lost and extinct Jinghuan Spirit Palace tradition is impressive enough.

Tuberose's gaze fell again on the object in front of her. The domineering aura of the stamens wafted over her, and she comforted herself inwardly:

Never mind, let's just consider it a test to exchange for the inheritance of the cultivation technique.

Even though Chu Mingkong said it was for the lodging fees of the big and small foxes, the gift of the tuberose jade mind was too precious.

She lowered her graceful and beautiful face, the flower in her mouth covering and encasing Chu Mingkong.

The female flower obtains pollen in a unique way.

Chu Mingkong found it novel; this scene was somewhat similar to when Jin Yu and Mi'er Bao Bao used their cherry-like lips to put the medicinal film on him, except this time, the medicinal film had turned into a flower.

Zuo Donglu climbed from the bed to the edge, resting her delicate, pointed chin on Chu Mingkong's shoulder, her bright eyes curiously looking at the tuberose with its blossoms from Chu Mingkong's perspective.

"What are you doing, Aunt Donglu?" Chu Mingkong could feel a soft and beautiful face pressed against his cheek.

"Look at what I looked like when Qiu Chi and I were kissing you before... Can this flower really be stretched so much?"

Like a curious child, she reached out to touch the petals of the tuberose again. The tuberose glanced up at her, and Zuo Donglu nodded generously, indicating that there was no problem.

"I'll help you squeeze out the medicine." With that, Zuo Donglu held Chu Mingkong's medicine bag in her hands.

That combo involves both sharp movements and gentle pinching.

Both Zuo Donglu and Zuo Qiuchi possessed a crystal-clear and transparent nature. Tulip Jade sensed that Zuo Donglu's "nonsense" was not intended as a prank or mockery, so she had no negative reaction and accepted her kindness with a subtle feeling.

"Is this flower your true form?" Chu Mingkong tried it out and was indeed able to circulate the Harmony Technique.

“Just like the hands and feet on your human body, can’t they be considered your true form?” The tuberose’s lips brushed against the petals, pursing back and forth before she responded.

"Those two big flowers that adorn your hair, are they also your true form?" Zuo Qiuchi asked in surprise. She rested her head on her hand, lying down to the side, looking quite relaxed and carefree.

“Yes…” Wanxiangyu replied somewhat awkwardly, feeling that she had been asked a strange question.

"Then you're in trouble. Mingkong will use your whole body to cultivate." Zuo Donglu's words were so blunt that Chu Mingkong covered his face.

After a long while, when the big fox woke up, the tuberose had just finished retrieving the antidote, its pollen spraying all over its face, and its pitiful petals filled with thick white dew.

After learning what had happened, Zhu Tong struggled with her thoughts and felt uneasy. She touched her lips, but there were no flowers or anything like that. So she held her proud, soft pink lips and knelt down in front of Chu Mingkong.

"Lord Chu... I've also come to fetch some medicine."

Zuo Donglu showed no sign of leaving, her chin still resting on his shoulder. Not content with just looking at one tuberose, she wanted to continue. She touched Zhu Tong's fox ears and asked:

"Can you show us your fox tail?"

Why does it seem like you're having more fun than I am, Auntie?

Chu Mingkong secretly tried to circulate his internal energy, but as expected, it didn't work this time. Miss Hua was indeed powerful!

"Now that things have come to this, I'll tell you about our origins and also explain what happened in the next few days. There's nothing left to hide."

Chapter 168 Giving the Little Fox Advance Practice

Previously, Chu Mingkong was hesitant to reveal his origins due to various concerns, but now there's really no need for that anymore.

If he continues to hide it, it will be difficult to explain when he and Zuo Qiuchi and the others disappear. Moreover, after spending this short time together, Chu Mingkong feels that the Jinghuan Spirit Palace is a good place. He can bring the other girls here in the future and settle down here!

After hearing Chu Mingkong's "self-introduction," both Tuberose and the white fox Zhu Tong were taken aback, with the white fox's reaction being much more intense.

"What?! Lord Chu, you actually come from that lower realm?!"

Chu Mingkong was genuinely unaccustomed to being addressed as "benefactor," and smiled helplessly:

"Yes, is there a problem with that? Besides, you've gone a bit too far with how you address me. It would be fine to just call me by my name."

"Well... let's call you sir again. It's a bit intimidating to call you by your name directly."

The large white fox held the large white ball, took back the essence that had dripped onto it, and then returned to Chu Mingkong's body, kneeling down to clean it carefully.

"The lower realm is said to be extremely backward, with harsh laws of heaven and earth that suppress cultivators and make it difficult for them to become great talents... But occasionally, some demons will still emerge, stirring up the situation in the heavenly realm and bringing bloodshed."

Chu Mingkong had a premonition of this description, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was a nest specifically for breeding demons.

"For example, which demons?"

"The most famous one is Empress Yueqi from the lower realm. Later there was also a female sword emperor, but she only brought trouble to Sword Tyrant Mountain. There may have been one before that, but I don't know."

When Tuberose heard the talk of giving birth to a demon, she glanced at Chu Mingkong with a meaningful look in her eyes.

Chu Mingkong pretended not to see it. He didn't bother to correct Zhu Tong's impression of the Lower Realm. Those misunderstandings were unimportant and could be corrected gradually in the future.

"By the way, Zhu Tong, have you ever heard of the concepts of Yin Time in the Heavenly Realm?"

"Yin hour...?" Zhu Tong tried to recall, searching for similar words in her mind, but in the end she could only shake her head.

Chu Mingkong was somewhat disappointed. He had a rare moment of free time to inquire about this matter, but to his surprise, he had no clue whatsoever. He had come here specifically to bring Yuehe back to his side once again.

Could it be that Yuehe lied to him?

That shouldn't be the case. Given Yuehe's strong personality, back in Kunlun we had to tell him to "understand her more, be more tolerant, and be more forgiving," basically to accept reality.

There's no need to make him sadly accept the truth, only to suddenly tell him a white lie, saying she still has a chance to recover.

Yuehe doesn't seem like the type to do anything unnecessary.

That can only mean that something big is happening in the Heavenly Realm, similar to the Yin Time.

"Are there places like the Abyss? Places where the Yin energy is extremely concentrated, like a deadly wasteland." Chu Mingkong gathered his Yin Fire spiritual energy and let Zhu Tong feel it.

Unfortunately, he only received a shake of the head from Zhu Tong in response:

"No, the Heavenly Domain is vast. Even now, there are still many places that have not been explored by any powerful forces. Perhaps the Abyss you mentioned is in one of those places, but it is also possible that it is occupied by powerful forces in their holy lands, and outsiders have no way of knowing."

It's such a pity. If there were an Abyss somewhere right now, Chu Mingkong would feel like he'd found home.

"Alright, it doesn't matter if it's not here. The biggest task of this trip has been completed. Jianmu has returned to normal, and it will be much easier to come over from now on." Chu Mingkong comforted himself.

"You're getting ahead of yourself. Nongyu's matter still needs to be settled!" Zuo Qiuchi bluntly poured cold water on the idea.

"..." Chu Mingkong choked for a moment, then said seriously, "This is definitely not something to be taken lightly. The most important thing these days is cultivation, and this is your break time!"

Outside, Zhu Yan woke up. Zhu Tong wanted to leave to check on the little white fox, and Wan Xiangyu made an excuse to leave with her. The room returned to the world of three.

Chu Mingkong pounced on Zuo Donglu first. When the white fox was holding the dumpling, this aunt found it too tiring to wrap her arms around him, so she wrapped her legs around him instead to help Zhu Tong squeeze out the antidote, which caused Chu Mingkong quite a bit of trouble.

"Auntie seems to have had a good rest~ Let me try Nongyu's longevity lock on you~!"

He used his magic to control the golden lock, and a red rope suddenly appeared, nimbly weaving through the lock. In no time, he had bound Zuo Donglu into a plump and beautiful dumpling, highlighting her two soft, fleshy mounds. The red rope passed under her snow-white breasts, like a supporting belt, making these two heavy, soft mounds stand out.

Zuo Qiuchi was lying on the side with his legs crossed, doing some casual cultivation. When he saw that his sister was about to suffer, he was overjoyed.

She sat up with a jolt, looked at the immobile Donglu, leaned over and pinched her cheeks, then patted her bottom.

"Donglu has indeed become quite arrogant lately. It's time to teach her a lesson. I'll make you regret it."

......

Zhu Tong and Wan Xiangyu left the room and quickly went their separate ways.

Zhu Tong was going to see the little fox, while Wan Xiangyu was going to practice the hard-won cultivation technique.

The big white fox arrived at the location of the previous spiritual spring. Among the flowers nearby, the little white fox Zhu Yan was lying on the ground, fast asleep.

The spell that had put her to sleep had worn off, and Zhu Yan was now sleeping quite well, so she continued to sleep.

Sensing someone approaching, the little white fox got up, but upon seeing her mother, she was still a bit drowsy.

Little Zhu Yan smelled something, jumped onto Zhu Tong, and sniffed everywhere.