Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Countless disciples stared intently at the young man in white on the high platform.

He stood there with a calm expression, as if the battle with Song Jun did not affect him at all. To him, defeating Song Jun with one punch seemed like the most normal thing.

No one dared to mock him as useless anymore.

Even the senior students from the Outer Sect looked at him with a certain seriousness in their eyes.

If he was useless, then what were they, who couldn’t even compare to Song Jun?

The freshman before them, named Chen Mo, used his strength to tell everyone he was not useless.

Even with a Blue Body, he could still defeat an Orange Body.

For a moment, many disciples who had been feeling hopeless due to their perceived lack of physical constitution regained their confidence. What did it matter if they had a weak constitution? They could still defeat disciples with stronger bodies.

Many disciples with average constitutions started to see Chen Mo as their idol.

Chen Mo’s previous performance left them amazed.

In the attic, Feng Hao was also staring at the tall figure, his expression growing heavy. Even if he had entered the Golden Core Realm, he couldn’t defeat Song Jun with just one punch.

Song Jun’s defeat left Feng Hao feeling uncertain about the upcoming Outer Sect disciple meeting in a month.

”It seems I have to prepare some strategies in advance...” He whispered a few times in his heart, slowly withdrew his gaze, and left the attic.

”Sister... he’s so strong.” Nangong Yue’s face was flushed, and the strange feeling in her heart seemed to sprout at this moment.

Nangong Xue, who shared an intuitive understanding with her sister, immediately sensed her sister’s thoughts and said, ”He is indeed strong, but after all, he only has a Blue Body, his future achievements are limited, and he already has a wife. Gratitude is gratitude; we can repay it slowly, but the idea you’re having, I won’t agree to it.”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yue lowered her head in embarrassment and frustration.

After a long silence, Nangong Yue still seemed unwilling to give up and asked, ”Sister, what do I need to do for you to agree?”

”Join the Daoist Alliance and make it onto the Golden Core List.” Nangong Xue thought for a moment and said.

”Sister, isn’t your requirement a bit too high? And I have to make it onto the Golden Core List too.”

Nangong Yue knew that these lists not only required strength but also had age limits.

It’s impossible to compete against someone much younger in the Golden Core Realm if you’re over a thousand years old.

”How is this requirement high? Little Yue, you and I both have Orange Bodies, and we will be able to join the Daoist Alliance in the future. And if anyone wants to marry both of us, they should at least be superior to us. Otherwise, our family would face ridicule.” Nangong Xue said softly.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yue said no more.

Chen Mo stood on the high platform, looking at the countless faces around him, showing a complicated expression, but he said nothing. He stepped off the platform and came to the side of Qianyi, Ruoqing, and Xiao Jiu, and said, ”Let’s go.”

”Okay.” Zhao Qianyi and Jiang Ruoqing nodded.

Xiao Jiu transmitted a message, ”Master, well done, you needed to humiliate him like that.”

”I didn’t humiliate him; all of this, he asked for it.”

...

Soon after the duel platform incident was over.

Song Jun, who had woken up, was unable to accept the fact that he was defeated by Chen Mo, and with just one punch.

This was a great humiliation for him.

Most crucially, with this loss, what Xiao Jiu said earlier about the Profound Spirit Mirror would undoubtedly be taken as the truth by everyone.

Song Jun felt ashamed to show his face.

And so it was. In the days that followed, Chen Mo did not see Song Jun in the Cultivation Hall.

Moreover, Chen Mo discovered something.

The new disciples frequented the Cultivation Hall more diligently in the initial days, but after realizing there were too many people and they couldn’t learn much, they just stopped going.

It’s more useful to cozy up to the senior disciples and have them guide you than going to the Cultivation Hall.

This showcased the advantage of disciples with good physiques.

Like Nangong Xue and Nangong Yue, who had Orange Bodies, they received one-on-one tutoring from an Elder.

Perhaps because of gratitude, the two sisters would teach Chen Mo what they learned.

But for Chen Mo, these teachings weren’t very useful, so he asked the sisters to teach Qianyi and Ruoqing instead.

The sisters nodded, although Nangong Yue seemed a bit downcast.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo began his retreat.

He wanted to see if he could break through to the Golden Core Realm before the Outer Sect disciple meeting.

Right now, he had two Great Demon’s Inner Cores and a few drops of Dragon Blood in his possession.

Given his current Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivation, it shouldn’t be a problem.

But he never expected that after swallowing the two Great Demon’s Inner Cores, he only advanced to Half-Step Golden Core.

The so-called Half-Step Golden Core means that while he hasn’t formed a core in his body, his realm surpasses the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he has some Golden Core Realm techniques.

Half-Step Golden Core is also known as False Core.

So, he swallowed a drop of Dragon Blood.

But to his surprise, he still didn’t manage to break through to the Golden Core Realm in one go.

Instead, he opened the fourth Profound Gate of the Red Dragon Demon Arm.

This feeling was such that he could defeat Song Jun with a punch without even using the Galaxy Constellations Fist.

However, opening the fourth Profound Gate also brought him intense after-effects of the Red Dragon Demon Arm.

The fire within his body was roaring intensely.

His lower abdomen was also heating up as if everything was going to explode.

He had never felt such intensity before.

Even reciting the Purifying Heart Spell several times couldn’t quell the fire.

With no other choice, Chen Mo ended his retreat and headed towards where Ruoqing and the others lived.

Upon arriving, he found that Ruoqing was in retreat, Qianyi was not there, but Xiao Jiu, who saw Chen Mo, eagerly wanted to invite him in to sit down.

Xiao Jiu had a slender, perfect figure. As she previously said, she had morphed into human form, combining the merits of various women.

The only drawback seemed to be a loli voice that didn’t match her figure.

But given Chen Mo’s current predicament, he didn’t care. If he wished, Xiao Jiu would likely not refuse, and might even eagerly cooperate.

Just as he couldn’t hold back and was about to go inside with Xiao Jiu.

Qianyi returned.

”You’re here.” Zhao Qianyi was pleasantly surprised to see Chen Mo.

But then she sensed something was amiss. Chen Mo walked over and lifted her up, not minding the female disciples passing by.

After she opened the door, Chen Mo closed it behind them, pressed her against the wall, lifted her beautiful leg, and then...

Zhao Qianyi’s face grew red with embarrassment, recalling that night in the military tent shortly after she first met Chen Mo.

”He probably didn’t mean to demean himself...” Zhao Qianyi’s dissatisfaction vanished. She bit her lower lip, rested her chin on Chen Mo’s shoulder, and whispered, ”You... ah... be... gentle...”

Rustling—

Outside the door, Xiao Jiu, though she couldn’t hear anything, was able to guess what had happened, stomping her foot in frustration, mumbling to herself, ”Of all times to come back, just a bit more...”