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

But upon seeing the man's figure emerging from the white mist, Balan realized he hadn't gone to the wrong place.

"Isn't this a bit too relaxed? Although I did invite Mingkong over for a chat, is it really necessary to turn my room into a bathhouse just because the waiting time is too long?"

Balan walked into the room as usual, closed the door, and opened the barrier to keep guests away and prevent disturbance.

A pair of delicate feet peeked out from high-heeled boots. The plump, fair-skinned swordswoman wore a charming smile, her jade legs moving with the grace of a seductive cat.

With each step Chu Mingkong took closer, another piece of clothing would fall to the ground.

First came the belt, then the dress, and then the bodice...

As she was about to step into the bath, she lifted her legs one after the other, and the last piece of her close-fitting clothing fell from her sexy ankles.

However, the moment Balan's delicate toes dipped into the pool, the enchanting and ambiguous atmosphere shattered amidst her complaints.

"Hiss—Mingkong, are you deliberately playing a prank on me? The mist is all warm and cozy, but the pool water is ice-cold..."

Balan wasn't unable to handle such a temperature difference, but she was simply unprepared and caught off guard by the unexpected "cold" weather.

She sat down in the pool, her skin underwater bathed in the coolness, while her skin above the water was enveloped in hot steam.

Even without consciously perceiving it, the intense heat emanating from the strong and muscular body of the man beside her became even more pronounced in the icy water.

Chu Mingkong then brought the water back to normal temperature and placed a pot of sake beside her.

"Aunt Balan, are things with the Sword Dynasty still so busy that you have to do them personally?"

Balan took a sip of wine, the burning sensation in her throat spreading throughout her delicate body, causing her fair skin to flush with an alluring blush.

She said:

"I'm definitely not busy. After the Heavenly Domain settled down completely, Qingling confirmed the plan with Ancestor Basheng several times and abolished the training and elimination mechanism in the Sword Emperor Dynasty."

At first, I was very busy, but now I don't have much to do. I just go out for walks, make some public appearances, and then focus on my own studies.

"This elimination mechanism is really fierce. It's turned my Master's precious baby into a big salted fish~" Chu Mingkong joked with a smile.

However, he knew that this matter could not be entirely blamed on the training mechanism; it was also related to his original temperament. Who could say for sure?

"Currently, the Sword Dynasty's training of cultivators has become somewhat voluntary, but whether this is truly a good thing or not is hard to say..."

"A drawback has already appeared?"

Chu Mingkong was slightly surprised. This "new policy" has only been in effect for a short time. Shouldn't it be in full swing? Why is he already starting to feel confused?

"That's not it. It's just that it's already vaguely foreseeable that without this kind of forced elimination competition, the vast majority of cultivation resources will be controlled by some large families in the future. Even if ordinary cultivators have the best talent in the future, they will probably only become high-ranking servants for these aristocratic families."

Of course, this has happened before, but I feel it will become more serious in the future.

Wait, how did it turn into venting grievances and worries?

Balan then came to her senses. This was not the topic she had originally intended to bring Chu Mingkong over, even though Chu Mingkong didn't mind chatting like this.

In Chu Mingkong's memory, ever since he stirred things up with Balan in the bathhouse, this aunt had become particularly proactive, and she had made countless invitations like this one.

During their casual conversation, Balan's slender hand underwater was holding his tightly, changing the rhythm to help him warm up.

"It doesn't matter what we talk about. Anyway, Aunt Balan, you can still do whatever you want with your hands. You can also tell me about your daily life. I don't come to the Sword Dynasty very often. If you don't tell me, I won't know what's going on with you lately."

As Chu Mingkong spoke, his fingers ran through the beautiful young woman's hair. The slightly fluffy texture made it seem as if she had her hair permed in private.

After listening to Chu Mingkong's words, Balan looked thoughtful before nodding and replying, "Okay~".

"Was there anything special about what I just said? Why did you take a while to think about it?"

"I thought you, Mingkong, would be eager to do 'that' with me. Every time we meet, you act like you're risking your life to keep me in check. Are you just pretending to be virtuous with me?"

"That's going too far. Why are you starting to suspect me? I don't need to do these superficial things. I was just thinking that if I always get things done right away, will you think I'm taking it out on you?"

And personally speaking, while I certainly appreciate a beautiful and alluring appearance, the soul is also essential. I'd like to know more about your daily life, Balan.

Balan paused, her alluring eyes fixed on Chu Mingkong. She reached out her soft hand, guiding Chu Mingkong's large hand to feel the slowly surging heat, the heat flowing from the depths of her heart into the pool.

"I have reason to suspect that you deliberately prepared these words of concern, Mingkong. If the pool water was still cold, you should now be able to clearly feel how powerful your words are~"

"Aunt Balan, you've made me afraid to chat with you anymore~" Chu Mingkong felt wronged and gave a wry smile. "Why don't we get straight to business and see if we can let Grandma Basheng hold a sword cultivator baby soon?"

“Sure, that works too.” Balan was easy to talk to, but then he changed the subject and said, “But seeing how much you like my hair, I suddenly thought of something we could try. Sit up a bit.”

Chu Mingkong was also curious about what she wanted to do, so he did as she said. He had just sat up from the bath when Balan came to him and slowly wrapped her soft hair around him, coiling it around him.

"So, do you like my hands more, or my hair more?"

“That’s not contradictory. I would say I like both. I’m just worried you might dislike the smell of your hair.” Chu Mingkong placed his hands on the back of Balan’s head.

"What's there to complain about... I've tasted it countless times... Why would I find the smell unpleasant?"

Balan's speech gradually became stammering, pausing and pausing rhythmically, before he suddenly joked:

"But Mingkong... what if I get pregnant before Jinyu... wouldn't that girl be furious?"

"Your words are a bit tactless~ Next time I'll tell Jinyu, let her know the true colors of you as an elder, then you'll be evenly matched!"

Chapter 304 Even the little ducklings come to freeload!

The January chronology doesn't seem to show anything particularly noteworthy.

Aside from the cat finally pooping after a long time, Chu Mingkong also made significant progress in his great undertaking of creating the "Dream Body of the Disenchantment."

He skipped the arduous work of exploration and problem-solving, and went straight to the point by begging his mother for help. Sure enough, progress was quick!

After receiving guidance from her, the tuberose's cultivation progressed rapidly. This flower girl was now beginning to suspect that the woman who appeared and disappeared mysteriously beside Chu Mingkong might also be from the Dream of Illusion.

She began to approach the Queen Mother of the West intentionally or unintentionally, just as she had felt a familiar aura from Ke Qing. However, the Queen Mother of the West rarely appeared, so Wan Xiangyu could only wander around Chu Mingkong's room, and then he would lure her into the room and put her on the bed.

In summary, Chu Mingkong has found the right working path, firmly taking Niangye Xi Wangmu as the core guide and establishing west Wangmu's central position in the major work!

It's like graduating and immediately landing a job as a security guard instead of finding a rich woman.

In Snow River Divine City, Chu Mingkong brought his maids back to the city. Upon seeing Binglan and the others, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over.

Yu Xin saw Chu Mingkong and his daughter behind him from afar. She wanted to tell Binglan and Qixue to run away quickly, but it was too late. Chu Mingkong blocked their way.

"You've come at the perfect time! I was just about to ask the other cultivators where you're all active~ Then I'll leave my little darlings in your care!"

Chu Mingkong patted the head of the big cat behind him.

This month, the cat is about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, but her mental age is still the same. However, this month, she is able to carry her younger sisters around and play. There are many of them running around in the Kunlun Dao Sect.

After being patted on the head by her father, the big cat, holding her little sister in her arms, happily ran to the side of the three nanny sisters, Binglan and the others.

"This is my little sister, Little Duckling," the cat introduced the new member in her arms.

"This... Your daughter has really grown up so fast! She's grown up so quickly!" This was the first time Binglan had ever seen the big cat.

Binglan's impression of this little girl was still that of a crawling child begging for milk.

"The cat's talent is a bit special, but it's just that its body has grown bigger; its mind is still that of a little girl."

Chu Mingkong was a man of great importance, and he naturally knew that Yu Xin and the others had given him medicinal soup to feed his little babies in order to take care of them.

At that moment, he also took out rare elixirs and some rare medicinal plants that had been lost to time, and handed them to them as "compensation".

"I'm going to talk to your palace master. I'll leave the cats in your care. Here's a little reward for you."

The cultivators of Xuechuan don't tend to be very cunning.

Qi Xue glanced at the treasures inside, her eyes filled with envy, but she also calmly said:

“Your Excellency, taking care of the young ladies is a duty entrusted to us by the Palace Master. These things are far too valuable.”

"This isn't a bribe or anything. I just can't let the cats develop a habit of eating and drinking whatever they want. It would spoil them. Besides, taking care of them will also take up your cultivation time. Don't worry about it too much."

Chu Mingkong handed the items to Maomao, asking her to pay the "food fee" herself, and then he left first to find Xuejun.

The babies watched their father leave, and the kitten stuffed the treasure into the hands of her three older sisters, then immediately started asking for food.

"Sister, my sisters and I are hungry!"

The three holy maids were embarrassed, but they could only pinch the cat's cheeks before each taking one or two babies and taking them back to their room.

......

As usual, Chu Mingkong went to Xuejun's room, found a chair and sat down next to her, looking out the window with her.

"If you look out from here every day, even if the view is wide, you'll get tired of it eventually, right?"

The snow-haired beauty parted her red lips slightly and spoke:

"No, a day has twelve different hours, a month has three different ten-day periods, and a year has four seasons."

Chu Mingkong remained noncommittal. In fact, he also enjoyed the changes in time, just like playing around with the women at different times and places.

He inquired about the major events that had recently occurred in Xuechuan Divine City, and only then did he learn from Xuejun that she was gradually delegating all authority and withdrawing herself from the situation.

It's unclear whether she's decided to live in seclusion alone or accept his continued advances.

Chu Mingkong didn't just ask questions; he also talked about the changes he had recently learned about in the Sword Dynasty.

Once the floodgates were opened, he suddenly realized, in a daze, that he had experienced so many ups and downs.

The Heavenly Empire split, the secluded sects entered the fray, the Crescent Moon Kingdom stabilized, and the Sword Dynasty slowed its suffocating pace. This was the situation in the region.

Upon arriving in the Heavenly Realm, the changes were even greater, but it was not appropriate to mention this in front of Xue Jun, as it would sound like showing off and be somewhat beneath one's dignity.

As we chatted, the bright sunlight outside the window had turned into a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

His conversation gradually came to an end:

"I've been thinking about the Dream of the Fairy Disenchantment lately. Would you mind giving me your share of the Fairy Disenchantment's power? I'll trade you the power of another goddess in return."

"Okay, no problem, I'll give it to you in a bit."

Xuejun agreed almost without hesitation.

The Goddess Origin, a treasure that supports the realm of supreme beings, was traded so casually by the two of them.

"besides......"

Chu Mingkong scratched his head. He'd been talking non-stop all day, and finally, he paused, stammering, and said:

“I’m currently preparing for my wedding banquet. It’s a fairly simple and ordinary one, mostly as compensation for the elders. But it’s still in the planning stages, and I’m not quite sure who will be involved. Would you be interested in coming to my place to discuss it?”

"Let me think about it some more, and I'll give you an answer in a while."

"Alright, I'll head back now~ I'll leave my daughters here with you as usual, and I'll come back to pick them up tomorrow."