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

Chu Mingkong found the girl's reaction quite amusing; how could she be even more excited than him?

However, he felt it was better to remain calm at the moment. If he suddenly got excited along with Qingning, wouldn't it make him seem like he usually disliked her "frankness"?

"Don't get so excited, will you?"

"Yes, I want it!"

Qingning wanted to explain further, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The only thing she could be sure of was the surprise and joy in her heart.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but sway her waist, carefully feeling the swaying weight in front of her.

"It really does feel a bit heavy; when I walk, it's like an extra piece of flesh is jiggling..."

"Okay, okay, stop shaking it like that, my eyes are getting blurry."

Chu Mingkong embraced his sister's delicate body. In fact, there hadn't been much change. Qing Ning's body had always been delicate and slender, and she was boneless when he held her. At most, she had lost some weight in her chest.

However, he was genuinely curious whether anything else had changed.

Qingning's facial features have been slightly adjusted. While her beauty remains unchanged, her temperament and charm have changed, making her approachable yet dignified.

So, has the buttocks been changed?

"Turn around and let me see."

Chu Mingkong gently patted Qingning's full moon, and the girl immediately understood.

She sat up from Chu Mingkong's arms, lying down on the soft couch like a cat, her beautiful back smooth and tender, with a loose belt wrapped around her waist, making her waist look even more slender.

The white skirt with blue trim was stretched into a rounded shape, revealing two beautiful, jade-like legs extending from beneath it. Her delicate and charming feet, perhaps due to nervousness, had an alluringly red and tender sole.

It's pink and smooth, with a rosy undertone.

Her delicate toes were still quietly curling up, like a girl twisting her fingers when she was uneasy.

"It seems there have been some changes, but not many. We still need to remove the obstacles and take a closer look!" Chu Mingkong nodded seriously.

Qingning recognized his teasing tone, put on a serious face, sat up, and moved closer to him.

Her joy at "growing up" subsided slightly, and her attention turned to Xiao Yunhan.

"Brother, why isn't Sister Yunhan better yet? Has she encountered some difficulties?"

Chu Mingkong hooked his arm around Qingning's waist and placed her on his lap, gently holding her two jade-like feet in one hand.

Soft, tender, and warm.

"I'm a little puzzled too. Could something have gone wrong?"

While Chu Mingkong said this, he was actually already asking the Queen Mother of the West.

The answer he received was not to worry, just wait a little longer.

While Yunhan was still not ready, Chu Mingkong was pondering whether he should practice with Qingning first.

As he was thinking this, he had already started, the pig's trotter tracing the curve of the tender thigh upwards.

Chu Mingkong was stunned for a moment, and asked the Queen Mother of the West in his heart:

"My goodness, these goddesses... are they so frugal with their fabric?"

"There's no such thing. Some are attached to the dress, while others aren't. If you're really worried about being exposed, you can just set up a magic array to block the view. Besides, back then, the goddesses wouldn't casually contact or interact with the outside world; they would only make contact occasionally."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingkong thought of the Great Mystic Maiden. If her clothes were simplified and only the most basic design was retained, they would actually be similar to a black bodysuit or a school swimsuit paired with black stockings.

The goddesses are even more fashionable than people today!

Qingning's face was like a spring flower in April, her rosy cheeks intoxicating and alluring. She spun around in Chu Mingkong's arms and hugged him face to face.

She lowered her head and awkwardly nuzzled against Chu Mingkong, a gesture that puzzled him.

"Qingning, what are you doing? Is there something you want to tell me?" Chu Mingkong supported her waist.

The girl hesitated for a while before stammering an explanation:

“I noticed that my brother used to like Sister Jinyu’s dumplings, but I… don’t know how to use them.”

Chu Mingkong suddenly realized, and couldn't help but chuckle.

So this is something that has just grown flesh, but they don't know how to use it.

"Don't worry so much about this dumpling. It's not useful for cultivation. Just focus on your own body's spiritual meridians and the source of this power."

Chu Mingkong's Harmony Technique had begun to circulate its energy, as he savored the power of the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers, using its divine essence to nourish himself.

During this process, Qingning's body gradually emitted a pleasant floral fragrance, like morning dew among flowers, which she could never get enough of.

He also sensed that his physical body, which was theoretically close to perfection, was showing signs of becoming even stronger!

The power of the Goddess of Flowers, in nourishing him, left even more mysterious and profound "traces" on his physical body.

These "traces" are like inscriptions on weapons or runes on totems, systematically weaving patterns into his body, as if writing the laws of power.

"These sources of power can further strengthen the physical body? No wonder those supreme beings are so envious; what they lack most right now is progress in the physical body realm," Chu Mingkong thought to himself.

The Queen Mother of the West, however, made no attempt to avoid suspicion and instead appeared to observe.

She moved closer to Qingning, watching the girl's increasingly infatuated expression, and smiled with pity and affection.

He reached out and pinched her toes, then gently stroked her rosy cheeks.

"Qingning's little feet are so cute, so red and hot... Mingkong, don't just focus on cultivation. When you're almost done cultivating, remember to use the power of the Moon River combined with the power source you just cultivated to mimic back in the Moonlight Wasteland."

Chu Mingkong was about to complain about her "harassment," but after hearing his mother's reminder, he pressed on:

Why?

"Do you think those two supreme lords left after just one glance? It's because they found you there, cultivating like an idiot. They were afraid that someone would take away the goddess's source of power."

With you here in this moonlit wasteland, you can actually help them guard the gate, and there's even less worry about the goddess's essence being defiled.

They're treating him like a watchdog?

These supreme beings are wary of each other, and now they actually regard him as the one who guards the goddess's origin!

Chu Mingkong hadn't expected there to be such a connection. Now that he had a preliminary feel for the power of the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers, mimicking her and sending a fake back wouldn't be a problem.

A similar seed appeared in his palm, emanating the aura of the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers. Chu Mingkong tossed it out the window, and the seed flew back to its original place.

"My goodness, what's wrong with Yunhan? It's been going on for quite a while..."

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"Yunhan should be almost done, right? The legacy Shen Xuejun left her is a bit messy, and Yunhan herself has gone quite far on her own cultivation path, so it's definitely not as convenient as Qingning's."

The Queen Mother of the West explained, then walked over to Yunhan and pinched her cheek, not caring if it would affect her meditation.

Chu Mingkong could easily understand what she was saying; it was simply because Qing Ning was a blank slate that she could accept things so quickly.

So, Qingning's side is the one that's moving exceptionally fast?

Chu Mingkong looked at the girl in his arms. Qingning's mind was already a little unclear, and her intimate interactions were all based on instinct.

She was perched in Chu Mingkong's arms, her feet barely touching the ground due to her height, with only the toes of her jade-like toes touching the earth.

Her feet were barely supporting her weight, constantly searching for a point of leverage to reduce the intensity of Chu Mingkong's training. Occasionally, when the intensity increased, she couldn't even touch the floor, and her feet could only rub against his calves.

It's probably related to Bai Niang's lineage. Qing Ning also has the lineage of snakes. Her toes rubbed together and eventually her insteps wrapped around his legs.

"I won't make things difficult for you."

Chu Mingkong placed Qingning on the soft couch, but her jade-like legs seemed to be used to wrapping around him. After he put her down, Qingning's feet swayed from side to side, as if searching for Chu Mingkong's position.

After touching him, she slowly moved closer and continued to cling to him.

Chu Mingkong looked at her face and saw that she was indeed not very lucid.

Smelling the fragrant floral scent between the bedding, Chu Mingkong's mind was stirred. He slowly circulated the Su Nu Gong (素女功) to maintain his cultivation state and assist Qing Ning's recovery.

Taking advantage of what could be called a halftime break, he asked the Queen Mother of the West:

"My goodness, I've challenged all the challenges I could south of the Moonlit Wild River, but I haven't obtained as much of the Goddess's Essence as I did from those challenges... Is there anything else I can find? What about the Heavenly Sword God?"

"The Heavenly Sword God is a bit special. You've absorbed quite a bit of it, but it's all scattered."

Scattered...

Chu Mingkong remembered that the Asura King, Grandma Basheng, and Master were all cultivating there at the time. Could it be that this was the reason that the Goddess's power source was divided?

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You give a little, I give a little, so no one gets much.

If we want to get it back, we'll probably have to train together...

Furthermore, much of the Heavenly Sword God's original power remains in Mount Jiba.

"My God, if I 'piece' those powers back together later, will the source of those powers reassemble itself?"

"Of course, the part of Xuan Nu is indeed with the Heavenly Sword God, and many others were left at the Jiba Mountain that you conquered. As for Su Nu, I can't say for sure."

As for the part about Xuan Nu, we really can't covet it right now, and since there's no trace of Su Nu, there's nothing we can do.

"Then, to whom can I give the remaining portion of my power?"

A dazzling fire feather appeared in Chu Mingkong's palm, with soft flames dancing between its roots.

Its aura is similar to that of extreme Yang power, but not exactly the same. Chu Mingkong's extreme Yin power did not feel any resistance from it.

The woman reached out her fair, jade-like arm and removed the feather.

The shimmering light of the feathers made her arms appear translucent and flawless. The Queen Mother of the West was an unparalleled woman from head to toe, without the slightest imperfection.

She twirled a feather and tickled Chu Mingkong's neck.

He wasn't a sensitive person, but these feathers did seem to have a certain "defense-breaking" power, and they really tickled Chu Mingkong.

His muscles suddenly twitched, and his back stiffened, causing Qingning considerable discomfort. In her semi-conscious state, she let out a soft, mournful cry.

The Queen Mother of the West, who was the instigator, then took the opportunity to lecture Chu Mingkong: