The little one can already understand the general meaning of what adults say. When she heard that she was short, she pouted her little mouth in grievance, tilted her head, avoided her two plump breasts, and looked at her with pleading eyes.

“Your teacher’s wife wasn’t saying you’re short, she was saying you’re growing slowly,” Xiao Yunhan explained to the little guy.

The little lamb then lay back against Shen Xuejun, satisfied.

The little one stayed there for a while, and it was time for her to go back for her lunch milk. Xiao Yunhan carried the little lamb to find her mother.

Chu Mingkong hesitated over what to ask. He subconsciously picked up the teacup, only to find it empty, but he still pretended there was water and took a sip.

"Um... Master's wife, or Xuejun? Why did things suddenly turn out like this?"

"Why would you ask that?" the white-haired beauty countered. "Before, when you were in front of me, didn't you treat me as the person you wanted to see? Why are you being so reserved now?"

Chu Mingkong pondered for a moment, wondering if there were any words he could use, since his previous attitude towards Xue Jun was a strategy given to him by Asuluo.

But he can't just press "pause" now and then ask Aslo what tricks he can use.

Chu Mingkong chose to confess:

“It was different before. Actually, I was forcing myself to get along with you like that before. It was Asura who gave me the idea.”

Personally speaking, I wish you were my master's wife. You and she aren't completely different people. Otherwise, out of so many supreme beings in the Heavenly Realm, why would you be the only one who would speak to me, and why would you be the only one willing to pay attention to someone like me from the 'Lower Realm'?

The reason why the Lord of Snow River was willing to meet him at that time could not have been because of her exceptionally "friendly" personality, nor could it have been because he was exceptionally handsome... Perhaps his appearance played a part!

Ahem... Such an existence, beyond the comprehension of all cultivators in the world, is not something that can be easily encountered. Even among the cultivators within Snow River Divine City, only Binglan and her companions have the opportunity to stand before the Lord of Snow River.

However, she was willing to approach him in a friendly manner, even though it seemed a bit arrogant, and she was certain that Chu Mingkong couldn't handle the Heavenly Sword God. But her judgment was correct.

After the force of the bipolar clash killed the Heavenly Sword God, Chu Mingkong didn't even know for a moment whether he had actually killed him.

However, the Lord of Xuechuan at that time did approach him in the most friendly way, without immediately using force to coerce him into removing the extreme Yin power from the Dao Fruit.

This speaks volumes.

Chu Mingkong continued:

"But I also know that if you can't reconcile the gap between these memories and are unwilling to acknowledge everything that happened in that region, then there's nothing I can do."

Don't be fooled by how naturally and shamelessly I've been interacting with you these past few days. Deep down, I'm also uneasy about whether you're truly willing to accept this. I sense you're just hesitating, not that you've silently agreed.

The stunningly beautiful woman with snow-white hair nodded slightly.

"Your cleverness lies in not resorting to petty tricks or manipulative rhetoric; when you're out of options, you're willing to be honest..."

After absorbing the fruits of my achievements in that region, it became very difficult for me to separate those memories from my mind, so I could only try my best not to think about them.

After the Heavenly Realm calmed down completely, I wondered if 'she' was really me. Later, I realized that 'she' was indeed me, but because of many unexpected events, I didn't want to acknowledge 'her', because I cannot tolerate the existence of accidents.

If I remove you from that fruit, wouldn't that be the me I want to be?

Chu Mingkong gave a wry smile, "Although I can understand what you're saying, it really sounds too much! Why do you want to exclude me?"

Chu Mingkong understood perfectly that a supreme being like the Scroll King would never allow "accidents" to dictate his fate.

Having competed to such heights, isn't it all about gaining control of one's own destiny? If one allows "accidents" to determine one's success this time, then the next "accident" might also become a factor in one's failure.

The supreme being has no room for error; there can be no accidents, good or bad!

"But later I realized that if it weren't for your 'accident,' Shen Xuejun wouldn't have been able to reach the level of becoming 'me' in the end. Without the person behind you secretly giving Shen Xuejun a bit of the Goddess's essence, that is, the snow lotus, she would not have been able to reach the point where she wanted to turn around and scheme against the original body."

Therefore, denying your 'accidental' appearance is meaningless; that would be tantamount to denying Shen Xuejun's existence...

These days, when you come over with the baby, trying to strike up a conversation, I have a strange feeling... like I'm back when I was helping you guard Xiling and defend against the Buddhist sect, and you would come over every now and then to chat.

The woman's cool gaze softened slightly as she looked out the window at the different view.

Outside, the Kunlun Mountains are shrouded in ethereal mist, and the undulating earth veins of the Crescent Moon Kingdom are faintly visible in the distance—this is the land of the region.

Looking at her profile, Chu Mingkong felt a surge of emotion, almost like a tough man shedding tears, speechless with emotion. However, he managed to maintain his composure and forced a smile.

"When you were guarding Xiling, you even sent Ruyu three large jars of 'antidote'."

"..."

The white-haired beauty paused, then said seriously:

"That's why I don't want to acknowledge 'Shen Xuejun,' it's just too absurd!"

Chu Mingkong quickly surrendered, no longer daring to be sarcastic, and steered the conversation back on track. He knew that any further teasing would backfire and get out of control, so he hurriedly said:

"If you've accepted that she's my master's wife, why haven't you shown any sign of it these past few days? It's been making me so anxious!"

"Because... I feel lost? You bring up things from the region from time to time. I have memories of it, and I remember how I felt at the time, but when I want to speak up, I feel like I'm deliberately playing the role of 'me' from the region?"

Chu Mingkong pondered her words for a moment. She was shy and didn't want to express herself, or perhaps she couldn't switch directly from her Snow River Lord state to her "Shen Xuejun" state.

So now she simply dressed up as "Shen Xuejun" from her memory in order to erase the unnatural feeling in her heart.

"Then can I say that you are now the master's wife who has won the struggle against yourself, successfully tricked the 'original self', and come back to see me?"

He even wanted to add, "Evil cannot prevail over good, and the master's wife ultimately won."

But feeling that speaking out was dangerous, I chickened out.

The woman remained noncommittal about his teasing.

Anyway

—It's all her own doing.

If what Chu Mingkong said is true, then the fact that he was able to trick an unparalleled being when he lost his memory is truly a remarkable feat, worthy of the title "Dao Fruit"!

This is probably what it means to "only now do I realize who I am"?

At this moment, Yunhan returned after dropping off the baby. She had overheard a bit of what was happening outside the door.

She said as soon as she came in:

"I feel like Master came back as soon as he heard that Mingkong was going to hold a second wedding banquet. Last time, when I had my wedding banquet, Master rushed back from Wenqing Pavilion in an instant, covering a journey that would take us almost a year."

"..."

Shen Xuejun also had to admit that taking Yunhan, this "well-behaved" apprentice, was a huge "accident"!

Chapter 307 Double Coercion

In this small house on the mountain peak, we relived "a day" of the day we parted.

At the end, Chu Mingkong lay between Xiao Yunhan and his master's wife, feeling both calm and excited. He should have closed his eyes and rested for a while, but the overwhelming excitement kept him staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Why do you look so dazed?" Shen Xuejun's voice came from the side, her gaze falling on his stunned expression.

The older sister, Yunhan, also turned her gaze over, but she didn't say anything. She simply reached out and stroked her younger brother's face before bringing her lips to his.

After a long while, their lips parted, and her pink tongue still lingered on the reluctant moonlight and water droplets.

"Mingkong feels he hasn't had enough fun yet?"

Sensing that Yunhan was about to climb onto the seat, Chu Mingkong quickly explained with a smile, while also stopping Yunhan's impulsiveness. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but this matter still needed to be explained clearly.

"No, no, it's been several days already, how could I not feel satisfied? It's just that I suddenly have this feeling... like the feeling after a major event has ended, like 'finally, the matter of every supreme being has come to a complete end.'"

Shen Xuejun didn't mind his way of putting it, as if he had already taken care of her. She simply asked:

"So, even after the true Buddha died, and you witnessed the self-destruction of the Flying Flower Fairy and the God of the Land, you still think things aren't over?"

She remembers witnessing these "old partners" who had fought alongside her for many years gradually fade away and become lonely, sitting by the window for several days in emptiness and melancholy.

At the time, Shen Xuejun was puzzled by Chu Mingkong's open-mindedness.

After the great undertaking was over, he was still able to be so carefree and at ease, without any emotional fluctuations.

It turns out he always felt it wasn't over!

Only after having just completed a long-awaited cultivation session with her did he begin to feel melancholy about the rise and fall of the world...

Chu Mingkong then defended himself, saying:

"You can't say that. In terms of goals, dealing with the supreme beings of the Heavenly Realm has never been my ultimate objective. My focus is rather spineless; I simply want to live a long and happy life with my female companions."

Therefore, what others regard as the pinnacle of the world is merely an obstacle on my path; it is the girls who I seek.

Therefore, only when he embraced his master's wife again and confirmed once more her full, soft, warm, and firm body, did he feel that he had reached his predetermined goal.

"So, Mingkong, do you feel that your life is completely fulfilled now?" Shen Xuejun asked curiously.

"Not yet. This is just the beginning for us. I'm also thinking about bringing Cat's mother back, and then I'll take you to see more!"

After a moment of silence, seeing that no one was speaking, the older sister Yunhan started the conversation, asking:

"Master, there's something I want to confirm. If you change your clothes back later, will you be unable to adjust your state of mind again?"

This makes it sound like Shen Xuejun's personality is controlled by her clothes, and that she becomes a completely different person just by changing her clothes.

"I share this concern. I think we can take this opportunity to consolidate our strength, otherwise it will be troublesome if Xuejun makes a comeback! Master's wife, please release Xuejun for now, I'll deal with her first!"

Chu Mingkong followed his sister's words and jokingly teased her. He turned over and hugged his teacher's wife's white silk-clad legs, her beautiful and sexy ankles resting on his shoulders.

Shen Xuejun looked at him expressionlessly. With a slight exertion of her silk-stockinged legs, the situation changed dramatically. Shen Xuejun went from lying down to sitting up, and Chu Mingkong was also suppressed under his master's wife's plump and rounded legs. Her warm and tender feet, wrapped in white silk, were pressed against his cheek.

"Ruyu isn't with the Kunlun Daoist sect, she must have gone back to her maternal grandfather's place, right? Next time I invite her to the wedding banquet, I'd like to give her three jars of antidote as an invitation gift."

Chu Mingkong had just made a joke out of smugness, and now he was being punished.

He said with a bitter face, "That's too much, Ruyu doesn't like drinking it anymore..."

"Then let's give them to Qixue and the others as gifts for the guests present, one jar for each of them."

The older sister, Yunhan, immediately agreed on behalf of her younger brother:

“Alright, Master, you hid Mingkong in the barrier before, this time I want to experience it for myself. Mingkong is shrinking quickly, it’s been a long time since I held you when you were little.”

"Yunhan, you don't need to make this decision for me!"

......

Inside a newly built house within the Kunlun Taoist sect.

The babies were playing on the bed, while three beautiful women from the Holy Realm, dressed in various styles of white silk, sat nearby.

It was none other than Binglan, Qixue, and Yuxin.

They were taking the babies back to their ancestral home, and then they were left behind along the way.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like