Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Sitting on the chair, Chen Mo was quietly chatting with Qianyi, Ruoqing and others beside him. Suddenly, he sensed something and looked towards the audience on the left side of the square.

There, surrounded by people like a moon among stars, a man was looking in Chen Mo’s direction. As their eyes met, a cold smile appeared on the man’s somewhat handsome face, and his lips moved slightly, as if saying, ”You’re dead.”

”It’s Feng Hao. I saw him at the elder’s place a few days ago,” Nangong Yue said.

”So that’s Feng Hao.” A trace of ferocity flashed in Chen Mo’s eyes, and his lips moved the same way: ”Let’s give it a try.”

”Arrogant.” From afar, Feng Hao clearly understood Chen Mo’s meaning, a mocking smile played at the corners of his mouth, then he said to a subordinate next to him:

”Spread the word, I don’t want to see him tomorrow.”

”Feng Hao senior brother, don’t worry, everything’s arranged,” said Song Jun, who was sitting behind Feng Hao.

During this month, he sensed the peculiar gazes people gave him. Although no one said it, he could guess— isn’t this the Song Jun who begged Chen Mo for mercy?

This was a great humiliation.

During this time, he hid and avoided people, not daring to meet anyone.

And all of this was brought by Chen Mo.

Only his death could wash away the shame he brought upon himself.

...

Bong!

As the blue skies brightened, a clear bell chimed across the Outer Sect, and all disciples cheered. The moment the bell rang signified the start of the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament. As a figure appeared in the air above the square, the swelling cheers finally quieted in time and gazes turned to look up at the figure.

”It’s the Outer Sect Chief Elder,” someone said.

The Chief Elder is the head of all elders, a Divinity Transformation Powerhouse.

And the Outer Sect’s Chief Elder is named Kong Qianchi.

This was a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties, but his hair was white. Those who knew him knew he was over five thousand years old.

Kong Qianchi’s gaze slowly swept over the crowd, and then his powerful voice echoed across the sky like muffled thunder, spreading through the entire Outer Sect.

”Welcome disciples to participate in this tournament. I believe you all know the rules, so I won’t elaborate. I’ll talk about the tournament prizes,” he said.

Kong Qianchi raised his hand, and as a gleam of light flashed, a finely crafted short sword appeared in his hand: ”The first place in this tournament can obtain this Middle Grade Magical Artifact, the Cyan Abyss Sword. It’s crafted from Celestial Meteorite Iron and can easily slice open the hide of a Demon Beast.

Apart from this Middle Grade Magical Artifact, the first place in the tournament will also receive one hundred points.”

Upon hearing this, the previously quiet cheers surged once more.

All eyes turned to Feng Hao, as in their opinion, the first place in this tournament belonged to none other than Feng Hao.

”Everyone, quiet down and let Chief Elder Kong finish speaking,” Su Huang quickly spoke out to suppress the noise again.

When it quieted down again, Kong Qianchi continued: ”The second place can receive one hundred points and an Initial Grade Treasure Medicine.

The third place will receive one hundred points. The fourth to fifth places will receive eighty points. The sixth to tenth places will receive fifty points. The eleventh to hundredth places will receive thirty points.”

So, only the top hundred can get a reward.

Beyond the hundredth place, there’s nothing, just a ranking.

This understanding of competition naturally caused a stir.

”Therefore, everyone, give it your all for the chance at better cultivation conditions,” said Kong Qianchi.

The higher the rankings, the more attention one will receive later.

Although the competition rules were already announced in advance,

Su Huang still repeated the rules once more.

After the rules were explained, the elder responsible for the first round spoke: ”Will the first round’s disciples please enter the field.”

The words had just fallen.

Swish, swish, swish!

Figures continuously dashed out from all around the square, appearing in the square.

As more and more figures appeared in the square, the once vast square seemed a bit crowded.

As the final figure landed in the square, the surrounding disciples shouted:

”Feng Hao!”

”Feng Hao!”

”Feng Hao!”

...

”Just a mere Golden Core Realm, yet such a grand entrance.” A girl stood on the back of an Immortal Crane in the distant sky, her mouth curling into a sneer as she watched Feng Hao in the square.

The girl was pretty, with bare jade feet. Hanging from her exquisite white jade ankles was a string of exquisite Golden Bells, and she cradled a Wine Gourd as big as half her body, exuding a bewitching charm.

”Aunt, this is just the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament. The highest realm here is the Golden Core Realm, naturally incomparable to the Inner Sect Disciple Tournament,” Wang Chen complained, dragged by the girl to watch the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament, still murmuring: ”The dignified Inner Sect Elder, not teaching disciples, yet having the leisure to watch the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament... ah, Aunt, it hurts...”

No sooner had Wang Chen spoken than he received a flick on the head from the girl across the air.

”Your Aunt here is at the Void Realm. You think whispering means I can’t hear you,” the girl said, raising the gourd to take a few sips, then continued: ”I don’t have disciples to teach, so what then?”

Wang Chen rubbed his forehead, ”Father has told you so many times to take on a disciple to teach. Otherwise, the Sect will sooner or later revoke your Inner Sect Elder position.”

”So, I’m here at the Outer Sect looking for a disciple I like, didn’t I? I heard this time the Outer Sect test found several Orange Bodies,” the girl said with some interest.

”Song Jun, Nangong Xue, Nangong Yue,” Wang Chen had heard long ago and said: ”Nangong Xue and Nangong Yue are a pair of twins. Uncle Senior Qing Ye even said they can bloodline link. Aunt, you can choose them. Quickly act now, or else they’ll be snatched away by other elders once they enter the Inner Sect.”

The girl nodded and said, ”But your Aunt here likes to challenge something difficult. I hear this time in the Outer Sect there’s also a disciple with a Blue Body.”

”Aunt, you mean... Chen Mo?”

”I don’t remember the name, is it Chen Mo?”

Wang Chen: ”...”

...

During their conversation,

the first round of the big melee was already halfway through, Feng Hao just stood there with his arms crossed, and no one attacked him.

Time was slowly ticking away.

Seeing the time was almost up, there were still dozens of people left on the field.

Feng Hao made his move.

His speed was like lightning, and with each punch, a figure flew out, landing heavily outside the square.

With the sound of the bell,

Feng Hao’s figure also stopped.

And on the field, only six people remained.