Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

”That can still have an impact.” Chen Mo raised his hand and brushed her nose, then lightly pinched her cheek, saying, ”Senior Sister, you are a natural talent. How could I let temporary pleasure affect your future?”

”Junior Brother.” Zhao Fujin’s eyes sparkled with sincere emotion, deeply touched by the profound love Chen Mo held for her.

She glanced down at the bulge beneath Chen Mo, blushed, and said, ”What about...what will you do? Why don’t you go find...the Eldest Princess and them.”

Due to her identity, Zhao Fujin no longer wanted to call Zhao Qianyi her aunt, directly referring to her as the Eldest Princess.

Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed her cheek, saying, ”No need, I’ll just sleep holding you for a night.”

Then he drew her head into his embrace.

The next moment, Chen Mo couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

Because a slender jade hand quietly climbed up...

”Senior Sister, you...” Seeing Zhao Fujin slightly raise her head, Chen Mo glanced downward at her.

”Does this feel better?” Zhao Fujin’s face was flushed, having been guided several times by Chen Mo on the Canglan Continent, she had some experience with such matters.

”Not yet...” Chen Mo whispered into Zhao Fujin’s ear.

This made Zhao Fujin’s earlobes turn red, her cheeks grow warm, and she retorted, ”Don’t.”

”Then let’s leave it like this, I’m fine.” Chen Mo cradled Zhao Fujin and gently patted her jade-like back.

Zhao Fujin bit her thin lip, hesitated for a while, then glared at Chen Mo fiercely and said, ”Just this once.”

After saying that, she bent down completely.

At that instant, Chen Mo was a little dazed.

Watching Zhao Fujin puff her cheeks, clumsily taking in food, Chen Mo couldn’t help but guide her on how to dine more deliciously.

...

On the other side, inside the room.

Zuoqiu Yiren watched everything in the picture, her red lips parted wide, cheeks instantly flushing, letting the alcohol in her mouth slip out from the corner, trickle down her jade neck, and flow into her collar.

She never expected the goddess revered by countless disciples, Zhao Fujin, to do such a thing.

At the same time, she cursed Chen Mo inwardly.

This is pure nonsense, isn’t it?

Utterly absurd...

Yet, for some reason, she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the picture; even her two slender legs involuntarily pressed together a little tighter, a strange feeling causing her body to inexplicably heat up, until she felt a hot stream between her legs...

...

Absurd days are always short-lived.

The humiliation brought by Zhou Yang urged him to urgently improve his strength.

So, the next day, Chen Mo began his secluded cultivation.

This retreat might take longer, so before starting, Chen Mo had spoken to Zhao Fujin, Jiang Ruoqing, and the other women.

Because during this retreat, besides needing to elevate his strength to the Golden Core Realm,

He also needed to refine the Initial Grade Dao Artifact ”Blood Demon Hundred Ghost Banner” successfully, then establish mastery over it. Once he held the Blood Demon Hundred Ghost Banner in his grasp, he wouldn’t fear even facing a Nascent Soul Realm expert.

Finally, he aimed to cultivate the True Explanation of the Minor Profound Technique’s Golden Core Chapter to perfection, stepping into the final Nascent Soul Chapter of the True Explanation of the Minor Profound Technique.

As for post-retreat security, he wasn’t worried; this is Merak Peak, with Sister Yiren stationed, unless the diabolical path came knocking, there wouldn’t be any problems.

As for sect missions.

Not accepting merely deducts cultivation resources for several months.

Previously, when he killed Feng Hao, he had already deducted thirty years’ worth of cultivation resources, leaving nothing left to take.

As for accumulation, let it accumulate.

Chen Mo now already places little importance on the sect’s cultivation resources.

Among these three steps, Chen Mo prioritized increasing his realm to the Golden Core Realm, which would also aid the subsequent opportunities.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the bed.

Taking out the last two drops of Dragon Blood.

Chen Mo first swallowed one drop, urging the Thunder Jade Scripture to refine it.

Having previously refined one drop, he had some experience.

After the Dragon Blood entered his stomach and transformed into energy, Chen Mo directly activated his True Qi, enveloping this drop of Dragon Blood.

Even though the Innate Purity Immortal Body is unbound by bottlenecks, breaking through realms still requires time.

As time passed, half a month swept by.

One drop of Dragon Blood wasn’t enough to push Chen Mo to the Golden Core Realm; only after using two drops could he step into the Golden Core Realm.

By rights, breaking through to the Golden Core Realm involves a Golden Core Tribulation.

But the Shenxiao Sect, being situated in the Profound Spirit Realm, forms its own space; even the small Golden Core Tribulation, once descended, was blocked by the Shenxiao Sect’s Mountain Protection Array, without creating even a ripple.

This is also the advantage of joining a large sect—having no worries about not overcoming tribulation lightning during breakthroughs.

Of course, choosing to endure lightning tribulation can still confer some benefits.

”Is this the Golden Core Realm?”

Chen Mo looked at the floating Golden Core in his sea of consciousness; a vast and majestic power surged out from within.

Meanwhile, he felt True Qi continuously drawn from outside and absorbed into the Golden Core, which then echoed back to him. This way, recovering True Qi became much quicker.

Chen Mo perceived the newly-born Divine Sense.

The Divine Sense seemed like an extension of his body—spreading from his sea of consciousness, like a personal avatar, traveling externally, even able to sense smells.

However, Divine Sense is formless and undeterred by material barriers; it can penetrate through gaps like wind.

He clearly observed everything outside.

Through the door, he saw Zhao Qianyi’s room, where she was reading, oblivious to Chen Mo, continuing to read intently.

Chen Mo did not disturb her, instead shifting his gaze to Jiang Ruoqing’s room, where she equally hadn’t perceived anything.

Then, just as he turned to observe Xiao Jiu’s room.

”Master, is that you?” Xiao Jiu’s voice came from the Spirit Seal in the sea of consciousness.

Chen Mo tested the Divine Sense Transmission, saying to Xiao Jiu, ”It’s me.”

Xiao Jiu’s expression lit up with joy, ”Master, you broke through?”

Chen Mo nodded.

”That’s wonderful; we’ve both been promoted to Inner Sect Disciple now,” Xiao Jiu noted.

Chen Mo didn’t chat much with Xiao Jiu, curious to continue scanning.

Nangong Xue and Nangong Yue were not in the pavilion.

Zhao Fujin didn’t reside on Merak Peak.

Chen Mo turned his sights to Zuoqiu Yiren’s room.

However, this time, his Divine Sense was constrained, blocked by an invisible barrier.

Just as Chen Mo was about to give up, a hint of golden light flickered in his eyes, and his Divine Sense directly penetrated Zuoqiu Yiren’s room.

Zuoqiu Yiren was in deep sleep, clutching a Big Gourd, with her hair slightly disheveled, a strand resting by her lips, yet in light of that fairy-like face, everything else could be ignored.

A faint scent of alcohol pervaded the room.

Chen Mo’s Divine Sense abruptly paused on Zuoqiu Yiren’s beautiful legs.

Because she lay on her side, the hem did not entirely cover her thighs.

The round, fair thighs, white calves, and those bare jade-like feet, all visible to Chen Mo.

Just like this, he observed every inch of her slender legs.