Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

”All finished.” Chen Mo said to Zuoqiu Yiren.

Giving the remaining jar of wine to Zuoqiu Yiren would only have her drink it like a beverage. If he kept it for himself and shared it with Qianyi and Ruoqing, it would benefit their cultivation greatly, definitely helping them reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment faster.

”Really?” Zuoqiu Yiren stared at Chen Mo’s eyes, somewhat incredulous.

”Of course it’s true. How could I possibly lie to you, Sister Yiren?” Chen Mo said innocently.

Zuoqiu Yiren gave him a side-eye and extended her jade-like hand, ”Hand over the bell.”

”Here.” Chen Mo returned the Golden Bell to Zuoqiu Yiren.

With a slight twist of her jade hand, Zuoqiu Yiren wore the Golden Bell around her ankle.

...

Zhao Fujin, Zhao Qianyi, Jiang Ruoqing, and Xiao Jiu were playing mahjong together in the room.

Nangong Xue and Nangong Yue were watching on the side, feeling quite intrigued and slightly interested in this ”mahjong” thing.

As for Zhao Fujin, she wasn’t very interested in mahjong; she only started playing because she got a bit bored waiting around the Merak Peak while Chen Mo was brewing wine. They talked about the Canglan Continent and somehow mahjong came up, so they decided to play.

Speaking of mahjong, when they came to the Primordial Heaven, among the things they brought was a set of mahjong tiles.

”The best at mahjong is definitely Luo Zhen. I’ve never seen her lose,” Zhao Qianyi said as she discarded a tile, ”Three characters.”

”You can’t cheat while playing this, otherwise, just by sensing a bit you could know the next tile to draw and what’s in the opponent’s hand,” Zhao Fujin said as she knocked over two dots and four bamboos, ”Eat.”

”He said once we’ve established a foothold in the Primordial Heaven, he’ll bring all of them over, and then it will be lively,” Jiang Ruoqing said.

”What’s lively about it, just a bunch of vixens,” Xiao Jiu pouted.

Once those women from the Canglan Continent arrive, they’ll definitely cling to the master all day long, making it difficult for her to even see him.

As soon as she said this, Zhao Fujin, Zhao Qianyi, and Jiang Ruoqing simultaneously looked at Xiao Jiu, as if to say, aren’t you a vixen yourself, talking about others.

But with Nangong Yue and Nangong Xue present, the girls didn’t say it aloud.

Upon hearing these words, the two sisters were quite shocked, not expecting Chen Mo to have so many women in the Land of Punishment.

Secretly, Nangong Yue felt a bit relieved, realizing that as they were still in the Land of Punishment, their strength and talent were not up to mark. Chen Mo could make them his women, then she...

Nangong Yue’s worries eased considerably.

”Creak!”

Just then, the door opened, and Chen Mo walked in.

”Brother Chen Mo.” Nangong Yue’s face lit up with a smile.

”Master.” Xiao Jiu left the mahjong table, rushing to him, abandoning the game entirely.

Then it was Zhao Fujin and the others.

Seeing Chen Mo, the girls all had expressions of joy on their faces.

Seeing his senior sister and the princess were all there, Chen Mo’s eyes glimmered with a fiery gleam; if not for Nangong Xue, Nangong Yue, and Xiao Jiu being present, Chen Mo would’ve wanted to indulge in some daytime frivolity and take all three of the ladies to bed.

Having been in retreat for nearly three years, he was indeed starved for such company.

”Xiao Jiu, don’t hug so tightly, it’s enough.”

Chen Mo nudged Xiao Jiu, feeling like she was trying to mold him into her body with some force; though he tried to break free a bit, he found it surprisingly tough.

Xiao Jiu’s face flushed as she released him.

Then Chen Mo gave hugs to Zhao Fujin, Zhao Qianyi, Jiang Ruoqing, and the others one by one. However, with the Nangong sisters nearby, Chen Mo kept his actions from being overly affectionate.

”Brother Chen Mo, can I hug you once?” After seeing Chen Mo hug Zhao Fujin and the others, Nangong Yue plucked up the courage and quietly asked Chen Mo.

Both the girls and Chen Mo were taken aback.

Surprisingly, this time Nangong Xue didn’t say anything.

Since Nangong Yue outright asked, how could Chen Mo refuse? After all, to reject in front of all the girls would indeed be humiliating for her.

Chen Mo agreed.

Flushing with shyness, Nangong Yue stepped forward and hugged Chen Mo in front of the five girls.

In that instant, Nangong Yue’s heart raced, and her mind buzzed.

She murmured to herself, ”I actually hugged him on my own initiative.”

”His embrace is so warm, I wish I could just hold on and never let go.”

After a few seconds, Nangong Yue let go of Chen Mo.

Despite her reluctance, she knew her current status was only that of a friend to Chen Mo, and holding on too long would breach her demeanor.

Nangong Xue, very perceptive, realized that staying any longer would be inappropriate, so after Nangong Yue released her hug, she pulled her sister out of the room.

Xiao Jiu stayed behind, reluctant to leave.

Once the door closed, Zhao Fujin’s beautiful eyes swept over to Chen Mo, filled with jealousy as she said, ”The princess said Nangong Yue likes you. Initially, I was somewhat doubtful, but now I’m sure. You rascal, can’t you just settle down?

It’s one thing to have so many love debts in Canglan Continent, but you plan to accumulate them here in Primordial Heaven too?”

No woman wishes to share her beloved man with others.

Though she grew up in the Imperial Palace, where such matters are common, when it comes to herself, it’s still uncomfortable to some extent.

Even though the primary wife should be magnanimous and not overly jealous, she had already tolerated so much, even including both her elder sister and aunt in the mix.

Now there’s another sister; surely, a little complaint is unavoidable.

”Hey, Senior Sister, this... I really didn’t provoke her, Xiao Yue and I are just friends,” Chen Mo said awkwardly.

”Calling her Xiao Yue in such a familiar way, yet saying you’re just friends? Can you confidently say you have no feelings for them?” Zhao Fujin stared directly into Chen Mo’s eyes.

”Well...”

Chen Mo felt a hint of guilt rising. Honestly, if he didn’t have some feelings, there’s no way he’d treat the Nangong sisters so well: rescuing them repeatedly, giving them points, and inviting them to Merak Peak.

As for so-called friendship ties...

No kidding, there’s a saying that goes, there’s no pure friendship between a man and a woman, and if there is, it’s probably because one side is terrible looking, or both are unattractive and not interested in each other.

Seeing Chen Mo’s silence, Zhao Fujin knew he was tempted, and she pursed her lips. She knew she couldn’t control him, but she must try, as indulging would only accelerate the speed of adding more sisters.

The words ”Scumbag” seemed to be written in Zhao Fujin’s eyes as she looked at Chen Mo.

Zhao Qianyi and Jiang Ruoqing covered their mouths, giggling on the side.

Though they too felt a hint of sourness, it was nothing compared to Zhao Fujin, the official consort.

”We haven’t seen each other for years, isn’t it inappropriate to discuss this now? Come on, Senior Sister, let me give you a kiss.”

Chen Mo hastily diverted the topic and shamelessly walked over to Zhao Fujin, wrapping his arms around her waist, his hands exploring her hips and front while nibbling on her neck.

Zhao Fujin vigorously pushed Chen Mo away, ”Feeling guilty, aren’t you? Stop changing the topic while making a move.”

The princess and Ruoqing, Xiao Jiu were still watching from the side.