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

Chu Mingkong wanted to gaze longingly at his master's wife's stunning beauty, but his eyes were fixed on the ground beside her.

He was afraid that through his teacher's wife's clear, icy blue eyes, he would see his own helpless self reflected in them.

Even though her sister was right next to her, there was no point in hiding it anymore.

“Master’s wife, when you were intimate with me before, I thought things would get better in the future, and I didn’t want it to turn out like this…”

Xiao Yunhan turned her gaze to her younger brother, but said nothing.

Shen Xuejun then said, "From another perspective, this is also a test of your extreme Yin power, a rare test. If even the Lord of Xuechuan cannot erase this influence, then you will have a great chance to succeed when facing other beings in the future."

"That's the logic..."

Chu Mingkong gave up on dwelling on it. He reached out and hooked his master's wife, Shen Xuejun's, waist and legs, placing them on his thigh. He then hooked Yunhan up and placed her on the other side.

Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, without an ounce of excess fat, yet it felt soft and wonderful to the touch. The two pairs of white silk-clad legs of the master and disciple were pressed together, the white, semi-transparent stockings revealing their delicate, snow-white skin, creating a hazy, intoxicating beauty. Their exquisite feet, encased in white silk, were like warm, fragrant jade, glistening with a delicate pink hue.

"I'll go first."

Xiao Yunhan's sudden words dissipated the melancholy atmosphere, which was as pervasive as morning mist.

Chu Mingkong fell silent upon seeing his master's wife, Shen Xuejun, as if his thoughts had been interrupted by Yunhan.

Perhaps, Zuo Qiuchi's feelings every time he was choked by his younger sister Donglu were similar to those of his teacher's wife at this moment.

But her sister's abrupt words also brought back a bit of optimism for Chu Mingkong. Since nothing could be changed for the time being, he could at least make the memories of parting a little more joyful.

"Yunhan, don't argue at a time like this~" Chu Mingkong's tone became slightly more spirited. "Master's wife is in a hurry. It would be troublesome if the Lord of Xuechuan called her away early!"

However, Chu Mingkong had experience dealing with this kind of situation before.

He skillfully unbuttoned Yunhan's clothes, revealing a pair of fair and full breasts that sprang out like rabbits. Then he placed Yunhan aside.

"What are you doing? Why is Liang Yunhan standing here?" Shen Xuejun looked at her personal disciple beside her, puzzled.

Chu Mingkong stammered in response:

"It's not good to leave it out, so... I want Master's wife to play a human pyramid with Yunhan. In any case, we want to give the Lord of Xuechuan some surprises. Besides the power of extreme Yin, we can also leave her some small surprises in terms of memories. By the way, will the Lord of Xuechuan retain your memories, Master's wife?"

"If everything goes well for the Lord of Snow River, she will gradually forget everything that happened in the dream after she wakes up, but she will still remember some things at first."

Just like someone who is awakened by a dream, they seem to remember what happened in the dream when they first wake up, but their attention shifts to other things, and they will soon forget those faint impressions. In the end, they may not even remember that they had a dream, only that they did not sleep well.

Without another word, Chu Mingkong slowly loosened Shen Xuejun's white robe. Her shoulders were smooth and her skin as white as jade, fairer than snow. Beneath the bodice, the thin undergarment was stretched taut, revealing her full, rounded breasts. The snow-white skin and exquisite softness were faintly visible beneath the fabric. A slender, deep line adorned her flat, graceful abdomen—the navel, exuding an indescribable allure.

Before long, Xiao Yunhan, who was lying flat, felt a soft and delicate weight on her body. It was the first time she had seen her master from such a perspective, and the first time her heart had been so close to her master's.

Both the master and apprentice were women with expressionless faces, their beautiful eyes reflecting each other's beautiful faces.

In this silence, a sound without rhyme or reason suddenly arose, a melodious and graceful sound humming from deep within Shen Xuejun's throat.

Xiao Yunhan saw her master in front of her. Under Mingkong's deep intimacy, her eyebrows gradually furrowed, and a rare, beautiful and intoxicating blush appeared on her smooth and fair face.

......

After a long while, it ended.

After recovering, Shen Xuejun changed her clothes. She was still dressed in a white dress, but there was still a blush on her fair neck. She was covered in sweat and looked as if she had just come out of a hot bath, with a faint, moist sheen.

However, she had already given all her cultivation to Yunhan. Some of the power that she could not pass on to Yunhan flowed between the immortal peaks, causing snow to fall continuously.

However, Shen Xuejun did not become like an ordinary person because of this. Without the "cover" of her profound cultivation, her connection with the Lord of Snow River was released without any obstruction. Her supreme power shocked those icy spiritual energies so much that they dared not easily return to the world and carefully remained around them.

"Is this Mingkong's extreme Yin power? It is indeed a miraculous power." A dark, black snowflake, like ashes, condensed in Shen Xuejun's hand.

"Is Master's wife leaving?" Chu Mingkong felt even more bitter. He wanted to complain: Master's wife is heartless. She left right after it was over, without even giving us time to be affectionate.

"Yes, let's see if you can absorb these icy spiritual energies that Yunhan finds difficult to refine, or let Meimei absorb them."

Chu Mingkong could only nod. When he saw Yun Han about to say something, Chu Mingkong instinctively wanted to cover her mouth, but it was too late.

"Will the expression on Master's face when Mingkong touched him just now be retained by Lord Xuechuan?"

“…” Shen Xuejun remained silent, then said, “It’s time to leave.”

A chilling power shattered the boundaries of the void, scattering ice crystals and creating a void in the room.

Shen Xuejun rarely made intimate gestures, but this time, she stroked Chu Mingkong's face with her jade-like hand and then pinched Yunhan's expressionless face.

Only then did he lose all attachment and step into that emptiness.

Chapter 206 Preparations for Returning to the Celestial Realm

After Chu Mingkong and the woman began cultivating together, they were able to sense each other's presence to a considerable extent, and the closer they were, the clearer the senses became.

However, this newly formed, intangible connection with his master's wife vanished completely with her departure.

After discussing for so long what dream it was, saying that the master's wife was a hazy dream of the Lord of Snow River, it now seems more like a hazy dream of his.

It seems there was once a stunningly beautiful and aloof elder with strange ideas and opinions. She was independent and followed her own rules, but in reality, she was quite nice to get along with.

However, all that remains now is this icy spiritual energy, proving her existence not long ago.

“The senses have disappeared…” Yunhan reached out, her fingertips touching the familiar spiritual energy.

"But it's probably just because the distance is too far, and we can't feel that connection anymore."

Chu Mingkong was more inclined to this explanation; no matter what, he was unwilling to admit that his master's wife had completely disappeared along with the dream of the Lord of Xuechuan.

Although Xiao Yunhan had some minor disagreements with her master in the past, and it was because of Chu Mingkong's existence, Xiao Yunhan still respected her very much.

Now, Xiao Yunhan wholeheartedly agrees with her younger brother's idea, but this is less about trust in their master and more about their vision and hope.

"What do we do now?"

She felt lost and hugged her younger brother.

The slight chill emanating from Xiao Yunhan's fair and delicate skin seemed to contain the sense of loss in her heart.

Chu Mingkong responded to her embrace, exhaling the pent-up frustration in his heart, and said:

"I think it's time to go to the Heavenly Realm."

"So rushed?"

"It seems a bit rushed, but in reality, whether we rush or not, we can't change much in the short term. Let's go to Tianyu and inquire about the situation on all sides."

During his last trip into the Heavenly Domain, Chu Mingkong relied on his own advantages to fight the Saint Venerable to a draw. Now, after these days of "catch-up training," his strength has improved considerably.

However, at this stage, no matter how much Chu Mingkong improves his cultivation, he cannot immediately rival those beings in the Heavenly Domain.

At most, it will only increase the time it takes to deal with the Holy Venerable.

Therefore, it's better to go directly into the Heavenly Realm to gather intelligence from various sources.

The intelligence network is broader, and the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy is higher than in the terrestrial regions. Even if there are many places that need further consolidation and strengthening, it is the same to do them in the celestial realm.

"I heard there is no Abyss in the Heavenly Domain, so Mingkong, your cultivation in this area will have to come to a standstill."

"There's nothing we can do about it... I'll go and talk to the women about the situation. Yunhan, now that you've taken on the role of sect leader, go and explain the internal affairs of the sect first, and then we'll go together."

"Ah."

......

The raging thunder in the sky, finding no target to unleash its fury, raged for a long time before finally dissipating.

However, the reason for these strange phenomena lies in the confusion in the hearts of Taoist disciples.

Chu Mingkong informed the women of the situation, including Yao Ji.

She is considered the current head of the Taoist sect, and all important matters must go through her.

Chu Mingkong's people made such a commotion, so they had to explain it to her. Otherwise, Yao Ji herself wouldn't be able to explain to the elders what had happened.

Group 6③⑧③Ling 6 Sijiu 7

"That's the situation. This directly connects to the territory of the Daoist sect, which is considered an impolite offense, but it should leave no lingering problems." Chu Mingkong's tone was full of apology.

However, even he himself couldn't tell whether he was apologizing on behalf of his master's wife or on behalf of the Lord of Xuechuan.

Yao Ji understood what had happened and showed no sign of blame. Beneath her veil, her elegant and refined face held a shared sorrow, as if she were grieving with Chu Mingkong. She comforted him:

"I won't offer my condolences, as that would be tantamount to acknowledging that Sect Leader Shen has become a sorrowful figure. I can only hope that Your Highness will take good care of yourself. Besides, in what just happened, both Sect Leader Shen and Your Highness were forced into the situation, so it's not Your Highness who should apologize."

Chu Mingkong nodded his thanks and went straight to the point:

"Yaoji, I plan to travel from Jianmu to the Heavenly Realm. I wonder if this is convenient, and if any rituals are required? I can help prepare."

"No need. It's just that I have to decide when to open the other end of the Heavenly Gate, because the Heavenly Gate barrier is related to the timing of the heavens. We need to choose a suitable time to open it to prevent future troubles."

Chu Mingkong guessed that it was probably because they were afraid that Jianmu would suffer the trouble of being attacked by the Heavenly Demons again.

It's really not good for something like this to happen again, since there's no Queen Mother of the West here to help reinforce the Heavenly Gate barrier.

"Of course, this is already a matter that has troubled you, Yao Ji. How could I ask for anything more? But this shouldn't take too long, right? I can't wait a year or two."

"A year or two is certainly not necessary, but the next appropriate time to open the gate will be next month. In the meantime, Your Highness, please take care of your thoughts and handle any trivial matters."

next month?

That's about twenty days, which is the time it takes to meditate.

However, considering that he still needed to mention this matter to Grandma Basheng of the Sword Dynasty, these twenty days were actually time for him to prepare.

"So, after we go to the Heavenly Realm this time, we also have to return within a year, just like Grandma Basheng?"

"Yes, Your Highness may enter Jianmu during this period, but please do not enter and leave too frequently, as there are many eyes in the Heavenly Realm watching Jianmu."

If they cannot return within a year, they will remain in the Heavenly Realm forever.

If one wants to return to the region at that time, one will first have to face the backlash of the shackles of heaven and earth, and then one's cultivation will be restricted.

However, this operation of entering Jianmu before the deadline is somewhat like refreshing some kind of time.

"nature."

......

The fairy peak connected by the rainbow bridge is now covered with snow, and even the halo of the rainbow is covered with a thin layer of frost.

Chu Mingkong, holding his several little darlings, sat at a small stone table atop the Immortal Peak, bathing in the lingering icy spiritual energy.

The falling snow was actually solidified icy spiritual energy, because it was so dense.