Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Chapter 172: 172 paths to be implemented, all under my control

Above the firmament, thunder roared.

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning exploded loudly, deafeningly, causing the faces of both armies below to change.

”Has the Duke of Thunder shown his power again?”

”This time it won’t strike us too, will it?”

”This seems even more intense than before.”

”...”

The rebel army discussed anxiously, instinctively shrinking their necks.

Qin Hao and the others had their pupils widened, as they saw Chen Mo muttering, with subtle Thunder Serpents dancing between his thumb and index finger.

Then they saw only Chen Mo pointing his index finger at the opposite mountain peak.

Crack!

A bolt of heavenly thunder fell incredibly swiftly.

”Boom!”

A dazzling white light accompanied by a deafening explosion flashed before the Song Army’s eyes.

The next moment, they saw the opposite mountain peak slightly flattened, and the ancient tree that stood upright there was directly charred black, collapsing and sliding off the cliff.

And nearly a hundred rebels who erected that tree were all struck dead by this Silver Thunder.

Panic spread within the rebel camp.

For this lightning was far more powerful than before.

Some people’s ears were buzzing.

At the moment the thunder exploded, their ears temporarily went deaf, and a few people’s ears bled.

”Ah... I can’t hear anymore.”

”My ears are deaf.”

”Ah ah, my leg.”

”...”

The cries of agony rose and fell in the rebel camp.

Meanwhile, the Song Army erupted in cheers.

Although they hadn’t fully understood what had happened,

they knew it was related to their lord.

The lord truly is a divine being!

Even the few Camp Commanders beside them revered Chen Mo like a god.

After all, summoning lightning in battle.

They had only heard that the State Preceptor could do that.

And wasn’t the State Preceptor revered by Your Majesty as a god?

Especially the few Camp Commanders, who knew of Chen Mo’s connection with the Xiao Family, upon witnessing this scene, resolved to cling to Chen Mo’s thigh tightly.

”The Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique, he must be from the Shenxiao Sect.”

Zhang Ping’s face darkened, for this aura was too familiar to him.

The Taiping Dao’s scriptures also recorded it.

”Black Shadow’s people are truly a bunch of useless fools.”

Zhang Ping cursed angrily.

The other side had a general capable of using the Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique, and yet Black Shadow’s people didn’t send any intelligence.

When I return to Western Shu, I must send a message to father to cut ties with Black Shadow.

After some thoughts, Zhang Ping knew he had to quickly resolve the situation on the other side, as darkness was starting to fall, and if delayed any longer, the main force of the Song Army would likely arrive.

”Release arrows for cover!”

”Get that remaining tree up for me.”

”Understood.”

So, another towering tree was pushed forward by the crowd and was painstakingly set upright bit by bit.

And because the Song Army had no more arrows and the other side had a rain of arrows for cover, they could only watch helplessly.

”Lord, please ask the Duke of Thunder for help again!” Qin Hao said.

Chen Mo’s mouth twitched.

Summoning the lightning consumed too much True Qi, almost depleting two-fifths.

His True Qi within the Dantian was almost exhausted.

If he used it again, when Zhang Ping attacked, wouldn’t it be over?

But he couldn’t just sit and watch the other side build the bridge.

So Chen Mo planned to summon a less powerful lightning to intimidate them.

Chen Mo chanted the mantra again.

Above the firmament, thunder rolled once more.

Qin Hao and the others were overjoyed.

”Here it comes again.” On the opposite mountain peak, seeing this scene, Zhang Ping’s face turned cold, and he pulled out the only remaining Yellow Talisman from his chest and threw it forward.

Instantly, the Yellow Talisman started burning slowly, and a hoarse voice that made the soul shiver emanated from it:

”Ghost Dao, where the Dao’s will goes, all is under my control!”

”Boom!”

In the sky above, the Silver Thunder changed its aura.

”Not good, dodge quickly!”

At the moment Zhang Ping threw the Yellow Talisman, Chen Mo sensed something was amiss. Seeing the lightning above not under his control, Chen Mo suddenly realized that the owner of the Yellow Talisman was far stronger than himself.

After speaking, Chen Mo grabbed two people beside him and shifted form and position to dodge away.

Sure enough, the next second, a Silver Thunder struck the trench, causing heavy casualties to the Song Army.

”Good, good.”

”Hahaha.”

The cheers of the rebel army resounded from the opposite side.

Simultaneously.

With a loud ”boom,” the tree that had been erected suddenly fell, crashing onto the opposite mountain peak, stirring up a cloud of dust.

A single-log bridge was thus constructed.

”Brothers, charge!”

”Charge, kill!”

”Kill that group of bastards on the other side!”

The rebels launched an attack.

After all, they had been too repressed before.

”Stand firm, don’t let them come over.”

Chen Mo couldn’t care if the other side would launch a rain of arrows again.

If the entire army from the opposite side truly comes over, it will be really troublesome.

Zhang Ping did not order another volley of arrows.

In his view, with the bridge already built and the general situation established, there’s no need to add unnecessary casualties.

Such a massive tree, apart from the main general of the other side, no one could destroy it with their own strength.

And he only needed to block the main general of the other side; as long as some of the army crossed over, the defeat of the enemy was certain.

”Follow me.”

Zhang Ping leaped out, his silhouette swiftly flashing across the bridge, reaching the other side in just about three breaths.

His most elite personal soldiers followed closely behind.

”Charge!”

Qin Hao and his men knew that the moment of life and death had arrived, and they formed a formation to start the charge.

But Zhang Ping ignored everyone, heading straight for Chen Mo.

Seeing Zhang Ping, Chen Mo’s face sank.

Is it going to be the same as the simulation?

Zhang Ping did not act immediately but asked: ”Who are you?”

”Just an insignificant nobody, not worth mentioning,” Chen Mo replied, but at the same time, he drew a long sword lying on the ground into his hand from afar.

”To master the Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique, you’re hardly an insignificant nobody,” Zhang Ping began to size Chen Mo up and down, then introduced himself, ”I am Zhang Ping, of the Taiping Dao, the main general of the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army.”

He then warmly invited Chen Mo: ”With such talent, why serve that dog emperor? The death knell of the Great Song has already sounded, the change of dynasty is only a matter of time. Why not join our Yellow Turban Army? I will request the Heavenly Duke to appoint you as the Grand General, commanding one hundred thousand soldiers.”

Zhang Ping glanced at the Song Army beside Chen Mo and laughed: ”Leading these people is beneath your talents, isn’t it?”

”Is that so? I’ve already killed thousands of your people, would your Yellow Turban Army accept me?” Chen Mo laughed.

”The Taiping Dao has always been accommodating to talents. The fact that you’ve caused such losses to our army proves your ability, and the Heavenly Duke has always admired talent,” Zhang Ping said.

”Is that so?” Chen Mo feigned consideration, then suddenly attacked.

His silhouette suddenly flashed onto Zhang Ping’s hand, and the blade in his hand stabbed toward his back.

With a crisp ”clang,” at the moment when the sword tip touched Zhang Ping’s armor, the yellow armor suddenly emitted a light ring.

With a ”crack”, the sharp sword in Chen Mo’s hand instantly shattered.

Immediately, Zhang Ping turned back and slapped his palm toward Chen Mo.

Chen Mo dodged, his facial expression changed slightly: ”It’s a treasure, and a Profound Level one at that.”

”It seems you refuse my goodwill!” Zhang Ping’s expression remained calm, but his brow furrowed slightly.

”If I deliver your head to me, I might consider it,” Chen Mo laughed.

”Hmph, you don’t appreciate kindness,” Zhang Ping snorted coldly, then leapt up high, looking down at Chen Mo as he said, ”Since you won’t follow, then become a sacrifice for this era of the Yellow Heaven!”

As he finished his words, his hair stood up as if it exploded, with no wind, and a thunder pattern appeared on his forehead.

Electricity gathered around, and threads of lightning emitted from his body.

Anyone coming within a certain range of him would be affected by the electricity.

At this moment, Zhang Ping, in Chen Mo’s eyes, was like Sikong Zhen in armor unleashing his ultimate attack.

Since this lightning was emanating from Zhang Ping himself, Chen Mo could not control it.

The morale on the rebel side was greatly boosted.

Now that Zhang Ping’s presence was incredibly intimidating.

As the leader of the rebels, those below felt like their very blood was set ablaze.

”Submit to me, ant!”

Zhang Ping raised his palm gently and then unleashed a bolt of lightning towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo’s figure flickered and dodged.

Zhang Ping, as if playing a whack-a-mole game, continued to target Chen Mo.

Finally.

A bolt struck Chen Mo.

Yet the only sensation Chen Mo felt was a bit of numbness, nothing else.

This lightning was too weak.

He looked up at Zhang Ping, disdain written all over his face, and said: ”That’s it?”

”How is it possible?” Zhang Ping had a look of disbelief, then roared: ”Without being an Innate Martial Artist, no one can withstand my lightning!”

”An Innate Martial Artist?”

Chen Mo murmured, then True Qi surged throughout his body.

The next moment, his body slowly rose into the air, looking at Zhang Ping’s astonished gaze, he calmly said: ”Sorry, but I am.”

Below.

The Song Army soldiers were dumbfounded.

Qin Hao’s mouth was agape.

Nobody could believe that Chen Mo was actually an Innate Martial Artist.

After all, he was just a small captain in the Eastern Capital.

Logically, would an Innate Martial Artist willingly hold such a modest position as a small captain in the Eastern Capital?

Of course, the most surprised were those directly under Chen Mo’s command.

Gao Zheng and others were practically jaw-dropped in shock.

Their boss was actually an Innate Martial Artist.

”That’s... that’s the lord.”

Behind them, Liu Dan and others who were protecting Luo Zhen were also stupefied witnessing the scene.

Flying, that was something only Innate Martial Artists could do.

”The lord is an Innate Martial Artist?!” Xu Dabao swallowed hard.

But Luo Zhen’s eyes flashed for a moment.

Chen Mo revealed his cultivation, not only out of necessity.

His actions in recent days would also draw further scrutiny from the enemy.

Furthermore, as long as he killed Zhang Ping, his cultivation would be exposed.

And if he didn’t kill him, concealing it might mean his own death.

Given this, it’s better to put on a show.