Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

The next day.

As in the simulation, the matter of Zhao Fujin’s Dao Companion spread throughout Eight Trigrams City.

Meanwhile, the rumors about Chen Mo’s identity, and his coming to Eight Trigrams City to participate in the Daoist Alliance, also stirred up a commotion in the city.

As it became known that Chen Mo was a Blue Body from the Land of Punishment, and indeed a disciple of Zuoqiu Yiren, those who initially doubted Long Xiaoyao’s words suddenly believed them to be true, without verifying whether the rest of what Long Xiaoyao said was true. They directly spread the ”rumor” that Chen Mo intended to trample the disciples of all sects underfoot.

In an instant, Eight Trigrams City exploded with chatter.

Good heavens, trampling all the sect’s disciples underfoot? Even back then, Zuoqiu Yiren wasn’t this arrogant.

What gives someone with just a mere Blue Body the nerve to utter such wild claims?

Suddenly, the rumors became more and more exaggerated.

”Do you know Chen Mo? He’s that Immortal Body Zhao Fujin’s Dao Companion.”

”I know Zhao Fujin, but not Chen Mo. What’s up?”

”Chen Mo said that all of our disciples from various branches are trash.”

”What?!”

So, this person told another: ”Do you know Chen Mo?”

”I’ve heard a bit, he’s Zhao Fujin’s Dao Companion.”

”Exactly, he said he could defeat all of us with one hand.”

”What?! Arrogant! Let’s go find him.”

...

But by the time the news reached Chen Mo’s ears, the version he heard was.

”Even if all the branch disciples joined forces, Chen Mo wouldn’t put them in his eyes and casually called them all trash.”

Chen Mo’s face turned dark as he looked at Nangong Yue, who came to deliver the news, and said, ”Who told you this? This is utter nonsense, when did I ever say such a thing?”

Nangong Yue was also anxious, worried for Chen Mo, and said, ”I just heard it from people outside, the whole city is saying that Chen Mo, big brother, looks down on all the branch disciples, and calls them trash, and even wants to crush them at the Daoist Alliance assessment. There’s all sorts of talk, big brother Chen Mo, what should we do now?”

”Everyone’s talking.” Chen Mo’s mouth twitched. This is much worse than what was described in the simulation.

It’s fair to say that now all the contestants from various sects must see him as an enemy, and during the Daoist Alliance assessment, they might gang up on him.

He’s just sitting at home, and disaster hit him out of the blue.

The person trying to harm him certainly has a clever hand, using someone else to do the dirty work.

He speculated who might be framing him.

Long Xiaoyao, Zhou Yang, or Ice Spirit?

Xuan Cheng and Gu Shanan could also be possible.

Could it be Han Zijing?

The admirers of his senior sister could also be likely suspects.

In the end, Chen Mo realized there were too many people to suspect, making it impossible for him to determine who it was.

The news caused such a stir.

That even Zuoqiu Yiren was alarmed and came over.

”You little brat, you’ve caused a big trouble, now all the branch disciples wish to skin you alive, surrounding Shenxiao Hall, clamoring to challenge you,” Zuoqiu Yiren said.

”Sister Yiren, I’m wronged too, it’s obvious someone is framing me. Even a fool wouldn’t say such things, how did they believe it?” Chen Mo said helplessly upon seeing this, a rumor this exaggerated wouldn’t fool any smart person.

”I know you’re being framed and trust you wouldn’t say such things, but I believe you, they won’t,” Zuoqiu Yiren looked at Chen Mo, showing worry, and lost interest in drinking, then said, ”You better not go out recently, I’ll explain for you later.”

”Thank you, sister Yiren.”

Chen Mo sighed and said.

Suddenly recalling from his previous life the online lynch mob incidents.

Just casually snapping a photo, making up a sentence about her husband cheating, then posting it online.

Once it sparked empathy among netizens, a large group of people would vehemently criticize the husband.

They never bother to find out the truth.

They just hear the blogger say the husband cheated, and believe it, then blindly engage in online mobbing without considering the consequences.

Later, when the matter gets reversed, proving the blogger fabricated the rumor and that it’s actually the blogger who cheated, only resulting in a divorce to get more assets.

Those who participated in the online mobbing might not apologize to the husband upon knowing they were deceived, but instead turn to mob the blogger, or even go to other video comments and subtly claim, it’s good they didn’t participate in the mobbing, they just knew the situation would reverse.

An air of ”everyone is drunk, but I’m the only one sober.”

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Meanwhile,

Mixed Element Pavilion.

The Mixed Element Sect’s station in Eight Trigrams City.

When Han Zijing heard the news, her little mouth couldn’t help but open wide, but soon, she somewhat believed it.

”No wonder he’s a disciple of Zuoqiu Yiren, as arrogant as she.”

”That way, even if I don’t let my disciples take action, someone else will ensure her disciple won’t pass the Daoist Alliance assessment.”

...

In a high building in Eight Trigrams City, having learned that what he said had already spread in the city and the effects were even better than he expected, Long Xiaoyao couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile.

But this wasn’t the extent he wanted.

What he wanted was Chen Mo’s life, not whether he could enter the Daoist Alliance.

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyao lightly glanced at Xiao Qingtian, who stood with a distant expression beside him. He was well aware that this man, who had been friends with him for many years, had always been proud and confident, known as a martial art fanatic, had missed five Daoist Alliance assessments due to secluding himself in meditation. If his age wasn’t about to exceed the Daoist Alliance’s limit, he might still be in seclusion for this upcoming assessment.

With a realm reaching the Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm, possessing the Supreme Immortal Body, he was a prodigy disciple of the Shangqing Sect.

Originally not interested in women, Xiao Qingtian had developed an interest in Zhao Fujin, the new Daoist Alliance disciple, a few years ago.

After learning about Chen Mo and Zhao Fujin, who knows what thoughts were stirring in his mind.

Of course, Long Xiaoyao was always luring Xiao Qingtian to kill Chen Mo during the Daoist Alliance assessment.

That way, no one would be able to touch Zhao Fujin.

Long Xiaoyao didn’t speak too directly, but his words implied that meaning.

Xiao Qingtian’s eyes remained indifferent, his gaze distant as he looked towards the direction of Shenxiao Hall, a figure of a fair lady appearing in his mind, and then he lowered his gaze slightly: ”The admiration of a beauty is not always a good thing.”

”A useless person can only attract disaster.”

”The Daoist Alliance assessment hasn’t even started, and this Chen Mo has already made countless enemies.”

Seeing Xiao Qingtian pierce through his intentions, Long Xiaoyao’s heart sank, but on the surface, he still smiled: ”Brother Xiao, you’ve overthought.”

”Whether I’ve overthought or not, only you know in your heart.”