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

Meanwhile, in the room, a large, slender salted fish was still coiled up, wrapped in the little blanket of her master's beloved, already in the mood.

Chu Mingkong didn't immediately pick her up, but instead lay down with her in bed, while a devilish whisper murmured in her ear:

“My dear Master, are you planning to skip this again until next time and get to dress up with Grandma Basheng and Balan and their multigenerational families? Aunt Donglu said she won’t be with you.”

Zuo Qiuchi raised an eyebrow, and as she recalled the terrifying scene, her delicate body trembled involuntarily.

As for the ancestor Ba Sheng's personality, it's not that there's anything wrong with her. She's like an enlightened yet traditional and dignified patriarch. To go through the wedding ceremony with her would be like sitting on pins and needles.

There's a reason why Chu Mingkong, who even coveted the Goddess's Tomb, hasn't been able to harm this grandmother yet.

Zuo Qiuchi originally intended to do a quick, easy sit-up, but her slender waist had gotten a little tired from all the swinging these past two days, so she gave up on doing any unnecessary strenuous movements and said to her traitorous disciple:

"Mingkong, carry me to the bath!"

Upon hearing this, Zuo Donglu casually stretched out her jade-like arm and hooked it around Chu Mingkong's neck, so that Chu Mingkong would carry her to the bath.

Chu Mingkong's figure busily moved back and forth between the room and the bathtub.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly and they made it on time; the wedding banquet proceeded as planned.

He didn't realize how many people there were when they were together normally, but when he saw a hall full of brides in phoenix coronet and wedding gown, Chu Mingkong blushed with embarrassment.

Although there were no relatives or guests coming to join in the fun, there were still people who came to visit.

Grandma Basheng was looking after a whole table of babies, and Balan immediately stepped into the role of a mother, playing with the little ones with even more feeling than before.

However, Basheng looked at Asulu with a puzzled expression:

"You're wearing clothes that aren't practical for fighting, and you look a bit odd, not quite what I expected of you. But why are you sitting here? Your seat should be in the front."

Asura feigned surprise:

"Huh? Don't you need to change your clothes? I thought you forgot, that's why I deliberately sat here to remind you..."

That's all right now.

Beside them, Nida, a female merchant from the Crescent Moon Kingdom, also came over; she had been invited by Qingse.

At this moment, Nida was exchanging glances with Qingse, seemingly asking with her eyes whether the money she had brought as wedding gifts could be used as a ticket to the bridal chamber.

There were more brides than guests, which was quite a contrast.

The two groups of brides who were to have their wedding ceremony, after some discussion and arrangements, ultimately followed the previous order.

The younger generation was allowed to perform the wedding ceremony first. It's worth mentioning that Feng Ying and Yun Han didn't want Zuo Qiuchi to take advantage of them, so they made her stand back in the juniors' line.

It's fine for you to sit at the children's table when you eat, but how can you, a peer, be allowed to sit in the elder's seat during the wedding ceremony?

Mother was quite unreasonable. After Chu Mingkong begged her a few times, she still put on the red dress. However, she also "summoned" another body over. One body was in the same group as Qing Ning and the others, while the other sat in the high hall as an elder. She was quite domineering.

Among the elders, Madam Zhen was heavily pregnant, and her red dress was a size too big. It wouldn't be appropriate to have Madam Zhen get up and sit down while pregnant, so the elders were first arranged to receive the younger generation's wedding ceremony, and then the elders would get up and go through the ceremony again.

To complete the entire journey in one go, without repeatedly getting up and sitting down, would be a pointless and exhausting ordeal for Madam Zhen.

As for who gets to sit on top during the elders' wedding ceremony, it's naturally the Queen Mother of the West!

No one present could rival her in seniority, and she still had plenty of body space to spare.

As the master of ceremonies, Yao Ji rarely removed her veil, adding a touch of beauty to the ceremony.

She was discussing with Nongyu whether, if Mingkong woke up all the goddesses in the future, there would be an even larger group of people standing in this festive and bright hall.

Jin Yu was quite happy. This time, both her real body and her doll body were dressed in red, but she couldn't help but bicker with her mother, Pei Mi, a couple of times.

"Chu Lang, let Mi'er use one of my bodies to take care of the babies~ There are too many empty seats over there!"

The subtext of this statement is that Pei Mi's body should be used as a guest.

Pei Mi naturally wouldn't give her a friendly look. She had been keeping a secret for a while, waiting to use it today.

Pei Mi touched her belly and said with a smile:

"You don't need to worry about that, Jinyu. I'll put more effort into taking care of the baby next year!"

Jin Yu had no prior knowledge of this news and looked at her mother with shock and disbelief:

"You...you stole my baby from my belly?!"

"Steal your head, huh? Let's see how you act all cocky now!"

Pei Mi pinched her cheek triumphantly.

Yongzhen, standing to the side, gently stroked her lower abdomen and encouraged Rong'er and Qingning:

"Rong'er, Qingning, you don't need to be anxious. Judging from this trend, you will most likely be able to have a baby before Jinyu."

Jin Yu gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

Zhong Feihuang secretly winked at Keqing, silently saying:

"Keqing, you have to work harder too, don't lose to Jinyu as well."

"..."

Ke Qing remained silent, not daring to look at Fei Huang even once, for fear that Jin Yu would discover her words of encouragement.

Ba Lan felt a pang of guilt towards her cousin Jin Yu, so she pulled Ba Qingling aside to chat about something else, pretending not to know what was going on with Jin Yu.

Ruyu suddenly produced three large jars, which her mother had just given her, and she readily said:

"I heard that 'daughter's red wine' is brought out during the wedding ceremony, so I gave this photinia flower wine to everyone as a gift. There were a lot of people, but it was still enough for each person to have a cup!"

As soon as the wine jar was opened, the familiar, rich aroma wafted out.

Fengying looked at Yuehe in the opposite seat, a sense of novelty appearing in his eyes, and said with delight:

"I've heard many legends about you, but I never imagined I'd be wearing red alongside someone like you."

Yuehe shrugged helplessly, a hint of joy mixed with her calm expression—a joy she felt from being caught up in the lively atmosphere. She replied:

"I never expected this. I should be preparing to face the Heavenly Domain's supreme ruler now, to test the strength of the future Heavenly Domain's pinnacle, but the result is quite different..."

What a surprise! The future is indeed difficult to predict, especially the further into the future.

"It's alright. Tonight, during your wedding night, you can test Mingkong's strength and see how much you can squeeze out of him. It will be quite a battle."

Qi Xue and the others were also there as guests, but they seemed somewhat apprehensive and were quietly moving closer to Shen Xuejun:

"Palace Mistress, shall we continue to serve you tonight, or take care of the babies?"

The snow-haired beauty wore a red dress; her exquisitely beautiful face had a slightly gentle gaze, indicating she was in a good mood.

"It's up to you, whatever you like, make your own arrangements."

As the only male among them, Chu Mingkong was deeply moved by what he saw.

I feel that the happiness from both wedding banquets remains the same.

The last wedding was somewhat like a "welcome party to wash away the fatigue of nearly a year's journey."

This time it was much purer, but I didn't feel bored at all; the freshness and excitement didn't fade in the slightest.

There are always regrets. Last time, many people were missing. This time, although it seems like everyone has been gathered, Chu Mingkong secretly feels that it's still not enough.

I need to find an opportunity to wake up all of my mother's best friends later.

Once, the goddesses, weary of the endless cycle of destruction, chose to sleep. But now, he has broken the cycle that has lasted for several generations.

We have to wake them up no matter what, let them know all this, and let them show off properly!

The world may not have become any more magical as a result, but this peace, free from potential threats, is hard-won.

......

The capital of the Celestial Empire.

After losing its status as the center of power, the capital city, with the lingering glow of its former glory, gradually transformed into an entertainment center and rejuvenated.

Teahouses were everywhere, and the few that Chu Mingkong had frequented thrived because of his presence.

After compiling information about the Sword Dynasty and the Heavenly Domain, these teahouses have been telling the stories of Chu Mingkong for years.

Some were purely storytelling performances, some were adapted into shadow puppet shows, and some were adapted into dramas.

There are so many different forms, it's impossible to keep up.

One story can generate dozens of different interpretations.

Ba Sheng has been frequenting these teahouses lately, listening to Chu Mingkong's experiences, looking at the capital city where he once lived, and walking through the old streets of bygone days.

She wore a black veil and held her close descendant, Little Jiji—Balan's baby.

The little girl was born with adorable curly hair, and her eyes, which resembled those of her ancestors, showed a spirited air even in her childhood.

She was watching the shadow puppet show on the stage with curiosity. After listening for a while, the little girl sensed her father's presence and turned her little head to look over.

Chu Mingkong, hand in hand with two plump, veiled beauties, sat down at Ba Sheng's table. After listening briefly to the shadow puppet show, he was nearly embarrassed.

In the past, people used to talk about him as a joke, but now they keep praising him, making him feel embarrassed.

The great war in the heavens clearly ended in less than a year, but it was exaggerated into a thousand-year-long battle and a bloody battle in the sky.

The story of "suppressing the Heavenly Harem for a hundred years and being invincible upon his birth" was actually made up, but that's definitely not his resume!

He hugged the little girl in Grandma Basheng's arms, kissed her, and then handed her back to Grandma Basheng. As soon as his pig trotters left the baby, they immediately returned to the plump peach-shaped buttocks on his left and right sides.

Chu Mingkong chuckled and teased:

"Grandma Basheng, since Master's belly got bigger lately, she's found an excuse to lie around all day. She's even more brazenly dragging Donglu along to be lazy too~ Who knows, she might just be a little lazybones when she's born~!"

"What are you doing if you're not lying down? Can't you see my belly? I'm so tired~" Zuo Qiuchi said matter-of-factly, stroking her belly with a gentle maternal look in her eyes.

"When you were thinner before, you still lay in bed quite a bit," Zuo Donglu teased her sister as always.

"I'm letting you rest with me now, which is spoiling you, and you're still arguing with me, huh?"

Chu Mingkong came over to call Grandma Basheng back for dinner, and also to announce some good news.

"Grandma Basheng, the matter of the Dream of Illusion is completely settled. From now on, you can use the Dream of Illusion to travel through all the worlds. You'll never be bored. Of course, we'll accompany you."

Ba Sheng looked at the little girl in his arms and said:

"Now it seems we're not in a rush about the Dream of Illusion anymore; it's not too late later."

I'm starting to get interested in little girls.

Life doesn't seem to need such clear and intense goals; a peaceful and quiet life is just as good.