Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

”Then you might have picked the wrong person. If you want revenge, go to the Capital and find Lin Su Ya. Why come to me?”

Chen Mo smiled leisurely, ”Or is it that you’re scared and can’t defeat Lin Su Ya, so you take it out on the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect?”

Chen Mo’s words did not anger Guangzhi, who simply said, ”Lin Su Ya, this old monk will of course seek out later, but tonight, we’ll first borrow the benefactor’s head.”

”Doesn’t Buddhism say that saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda? And aren’t there three precepts in Buddhism? Killing is against the precepts.”

Chen Mo slowly removed the leather cloth wrapping Tianwen, amusement flickering in his eyes.

”Oh, the benefactor understands Buddhist doctrine?” Guangzhi was somewhat surprised. Buddhism had been extinct in the Great Song Dynasty for decades, yet someone still remembered its teachings.

”Just a little,” Chen Mo said.

”Would the benefactor be willing to forsake the dark for the light, follow my Buddha, and enter the monastic life? It would also spare this old monk from committing more sins.” Guangzhi persuaded.

”Forsake the dark for the light?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo chuckled.

The repression of Buddhism wasn’t entirely due to irreconcilable conflicts between Daoism and Buddhism. It was because monks were exempt from taxes and military service.

Moreover, when Zhao Ji ordered monks to return to lay life, they disobeyed. During that time, monasteries were found to have colluded with the Desolate Kingdom, and much armor was discovered in temples.

Thus, Zhao Ji raised the butcher’s knife, allied with Daoism, and began the suppression of Buddhism.

The Shenxiao Sect also flourished and grew during that period.

”How about this, you come with me to the Capital to surrender, and perhaps I can plead for leniency to spare you from the death penalty. How does that sound?”

”It seems the benefactor still insists on making this old monk break the killing precept.”

”Bald donkey, by the looks of it, you’ve long since broken the killing precept. Who knows if you’ve kept the precept against desire? Then again, at your age, even if you wanted to break it, you might not be able to...”

Though deliberately provoking him, Chen Mo’s gaze also became sharp.

Yet, these words still did not anger Guangzhi.

It seems he indeed has some cultivation.

”It seems the benefactor misunderstands this old monk...” Guangzhi paused and then stopped fiddling with his Buddha beads, saying, ”In that case, words are futile. This old monk will personally take the benefactor’s head.”

As he finished speaking, the Buddha beads in his hand suddenly erupted with brilliant golden light, then dispersed in the air, shooting towards Chen Mo like meteors.

Chen Mo watched the incoming Buddha beads. Ancient Heavy Pupils activated, capturing the trajectory of all seventeen beads. His legs already tense, he leapt into the air, a beam of sword light slashing out fiercely.

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

All the Buddha beads in front exploded, yet a few still headed towards Chen Mo.

And then elegantly passed through Chen Mo’s body.

It was an afterimage.

His true self was already above Guangzhi, striking down fiercely.

”Clang!”

A sharp metallic sound rang out. Tianwen was just an inch away from Guangzhi’s head when it suddenly struck something hard, sparking, and Chen Mo was shaken away.

Then Chen Mo saw Guangzhi was surrounded by a golden bell.

”Golden Bell Shield?” Chen Mo was taken aback.

”I didn’t expect the benefactor to have studied our martial arts.” Guangzhi was also a bit surprised to see Chen Mo recognize the Golden Bell Shield.

Chen Mo squinted slightly, starting to dissect the Golden Bell Shield’s weaknesses with his Ancient Heavy Pupils, but the process required time and consumed considerable True Qi.

So Chen Mo started talking with him again, ”Do you know the Tathagata Divine Palm?”

”Hmm?” Guangzhi was taken aback, then solemnly said, ”This old monk does not know the Tathagata Divine Palm you mentioned.”

”What a pity,” Chen Mo shook his head, then said, ”Did you bring the cultivation method for the Golden Bell Shield?”

Guangzhi was puzzled, not knowing why Chen Mo asked this.

Chen Mo continued, ”If you did, then once I kill you, I can also learn it.”

Finished speaking, Heaven and Earth Lose Color was unleashed, and in a few flickers, Chen Mo appeared in front of Guangzhi again, stabbing his sword at Guangzhi’s navel.

The Golden Bell reappeared.

”Break!”

Chen Mo lightly shouted, his eyes cold and sharply discerning, sword qi releasing from the sword tip.

”Boom!”

The Golden Bell shattered on cue.

Guangzhi’s brow also twitched.

But when the Black Sword was about to pierce Guangzhi’s abdomen, Guangzhi suddenly caught it with one hand in an empty-handed white blade catch.

”Great Vajra Hand.” Guangzhi’s hands were like metal, clamping Tianwen tightly.

”Eight Desolates Prison.”

Chen Mo suddenly abandoned his sword, then slammed his elbow into Guangzhi.

”Boom!”

A muffled sound rang out. Guangzhi was sent flying several zhang away before steadying himself, naturally releasing Tianwen.

”Sword, come!”

Chen Mo used Sword Control Skill to retrieve Tianwen, following up, taking advantage of the moment Guangzhi steadied himself, and slashed down with his sword.

”Kasaya.”

Guangzhi’s kasaya suddenly unfurled, covering his entire body. Tianwen struck the kasaya, sparking, yet it remained uncut.

”Damn.”

Chen Mo couldn’t help but curse. This bald donkey had a few too many tricks up his sleeve.

Guangzhi, seizing Chen Mo’s moment of distraction, instantly moved.

”One Yang Finger.” Guangzhi formed a sword with two fingers, directly pointing at Chen Mo’s forehead. He donned the kasaya once more but immediately found his speed unexpectedly slowed.

”This is... Heaven and Earth Lose Color...” Guangzhi’s gaze flickered. In the night, he hadn’t noticed.

Without question, Chen Mo easily dodged.

At that very moment, Chen Mo’s speed surged, Tianwen in his hand moving invisibly, with the tip already pointing at Guangzhi’s chest.

Protected by the kasaya, it could not penetrate.

”Benefactor, give up. This kasaya has been blessed by two abbots of my Shaolin Temple, under the protection of the Buddha, you can’t harm...”

Before finishing his words, Guangzhi felt a piercing sound, the sword tip breaking through the kasaya, piercing into his chest.

”It seems the Buddha does not protect you.” This was a sword technique taught by Lin Su Ya, and it was the only move he used, meant to kill.

Guangzhi clasped the sword with both hands, not allowing it further inside, ”Benefactor, you cannot kill this old monk.”

”Is that so?” Chen Mo smirked coldly, ”Sadly, this is not my killing move.”

”Hmm?” As Guangzhi raised his head in confusion, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Golden light surged from Chen Mo’s eyes, then two rays shot out from his eyes.

Then he knew nothing more.

Because his head had exploded like a watermelon.

”What rotten luck, splattered with blood again, ugh ugh...” Chen Mo wiped the sword with his hand, and when he tried to pull it out, found it hard to move.

It seemed Guangzhi had mastered his skills fully.

If it weren’t for Chen Mo’s numerous techniques, it would have been hard to say who would win or lose.