Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Since Yue Yuxi boarded the Spiritual Boat, she returned to her room, swallowed a Foundation Establishment Pill, and began her secluded cultivation.

She planned to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm before arriving at Primordial Heaven.

In this aspect, she has a firm opinion.

Unlike the other girls, who always revolve around Chen Mo.

On the third floor of the Spiritual Boat, Dumpling curled up in a corner of the corridor, staring fearfully at the three mischievous children before it, meowing softly.

Ever since these three kids learned to walk on their own, Dumpling has met its nemesis, never having a peaceful day.

Moreover, ever since the master had children, his mind has been on them, leaving Dumpling feeling neglected.

And whenever it was bullied by the little masters, if it dared to resist or try to scratch them, it would face beatings from both the little and big masters.

It had no choice but to endure the bullying from these three little masters.

After a round of torment, it shed quite a bit of fur.

Xiao Jiu, surprisingly, wasn’t sticking close to Chen Mo but was instead sitting alone at the highest point of the Spiritual Boat, gazing into the distance.

...

Though in a couple of days, the strong figures from the three clans will arrive.

But Yiren had already called for help, so Chen Mo wasn’t worried.

As night fell, Chen Mo slowed down the Flying Boat, stood up, and walked towards the cabin.

At the moment Chen Mo got up to head towards the cabin, Zuoqiu Yiren, who was feigning sleep, opened her eyes and spat while looking at Chen Mo’s back.

Chen Mo spread his Divine Sense and then headed towards Ji Xi’er’s room.

In the past few days, he had been entangled with Zhen’Er and Xin’Er.

Although they both had top-notch figures and appearances and paid attention to their dress, having too much of anything could become tiresome.

Chen Mo wanted something different.

Yue Yuxi had been favored for several days; only Ji Xi’er had limited time during the tournament.

It was already dark.

The room was brightly lit, with Ji Xi’er wearing a cyan dress, her makeup and hairstyle exquisitely refined, her demeanor charming, with smooth and fair skin, and her captivating, fox-like eyes were incredibly alluring.

But most eye-catching were those two large grapefruits on her chest.

Of all Chen Mo’s women, no one could match Ji Xi’er in terms of size.

Even Xu Miaozhen was slightly inferior.

Her style actually bore some resemblance to Yue Yuxi’s.

Both were enchanting types.

The difference was that Yue Yuxi was naturally so due to her innate constitution.

While Ji Xi’er became like this after becoming Zhao Ji’s consort and changing her name to Hu Mei’Er, which was a postnatal transformation.

Chen Mo’s arrival surprised Ji Xi’er slightly.

Truth be told, she didn’t know how she felt, as Chen Mo had destroyed everything she had, shattered her dream of restoring her nation, yet now she didn’t feel any resistance to him.

However, seeing him would remind her of everything.

It was as if there were two little people fighting inside her heart.

Chen Mo didn’t have so many thoughts; upon entering, he closed the door, walked to her bed, removed his outer robe, and beckoned to Ji Xi’er, ready to enjoy her service.

Ji Xi’er walked over, sat beside Chen Mo, but made no move.

Chen Mo chuckled, raised his arm, pulling her into his embrace, letting her sit on his lap, and skillfully started picking grapefruits.

”Once you reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, I’ll give you that Top Grade Magical Artifact, the Nine Thunder Profound Celestial Spear,” Chen Mo said, pulling at her dress and kissing her fragrant shoulder.

Although the Nine Thunder Profound Celestial Spear was a Top Grade Magical Artifact, it no longer held much value for Chen Mo.

As for Magical Treasures, he had an Initial Grade Dao Artifact.

His spear technique Divine Techniques had somewhat fallen behind in terms of weapons.

He intended to specialize in using the sword in the future.

Moreover, he wasn’t short of Advanced sword technique Divine Techniques.

Besides the Merak Flying Sword, Yiren had even more advanced Celestial Tier Divine Techniques.

Ji Xi’er’s body trembled slightly, her waist twisting as her breathing became somewhat erratic, and she said, ”If you want it, just take it, no need to say... so much.”

”In a hurry?”

”If you’re not coming, then just leave.”

”I’m coming, I’m coming...”

...

Two days later.

In a rear room on the second floor of the Spiritual Boat, Chen Mo woke up after a night of exhausting labor.

His gaze gradually cleared, his arm resting softly, carrying a lingering warmth and faint milky fragrance. He turned his head to see Ji Xi’er with her eyes closed, leaned against his shoulder, her hand holding his arm, her leg draped over him, still asleep, her long lashes gently quivering, with her mature face retaining a hint of blush.

Her beauty was right at hand; Chen Mo stared for a while and then smiled.

He recalled the first night on the Spiritual Boat, experiencing what it meant to be embraced. On the second night, Xiao Jiu clung to him.

Last night, Chen Mo recalled the feeling from the first glance, so he sought out Ji Xi’er again and stayed over in her room.

No matter what her thoughts were, as of now, she remained compliant.

Given the significant conflict between them, expecting her to be utterly loyal to him unto death was evidently wishful thinking.

However, as long as she didn’t cause trouble, he wouldn’t deny her what she deserved.

After observing for a moment, Chen Mo’s gaze followed the line of her cheek downwards and saw the deep cleavage. Perhaps having nothing better to do early in the morning, as he contemplated picking grapefruits again, Ji Xi’er sleepily opened her eyes and met Chen Mo’s gaze.

No screams, no shyness. Ji Xi’er merely glanced at Chen Mo, pulled up the quilt, and continued to sleep.

She was only in the Qi Cultivation Realm and had been bullied by Chen Mo all night; she couldn’t recover so quickly.

But just at this moment.

The Spiritual Boat was struck violently, causing the large Spiritual Boat to shake hard and come to a stop.

”Have they arrived?” Chen Mo’s brow furrowed as he got dressed and got out of bed, then turned back and said, ”Just stay in the room, don’t go anywhere, no matter what happens, and don’t come out. I’ll go have a look.”

After finishing, he put on his clothes and, without waiting for Ji Xi’er to respond, quickly headed to the deck at the head of the ship.

All the women had come out, staring at the thick storm cloud not far ahead, like an impending apocalypse, their eyes wide open.

”You all should go back inside; there’s an array in the cabin, making it safer.”

Chen Mo instructed the women to return to the cabin. Xiao Yunxi asked what was happening, to which Chen Mo said he would explain later, then asked Zhao Fujin to take them all inside.

Chen Mo approached Zuoqiu Yiren, seeing her on high alert, and said, ”Yiren, have they truly arrived?”

Zuoqiu Yiren nodded: ”The presence is strong, and I fear more than one has come. They likely harbor ill intentions.”

It was the first time Chen Mo had seen Yiren so serious.

Indeed, they harbored ill intentions, aiming for their lives.

”Master, I feel a familiar aura,” Xiao Jiu walked over, staring at the distant storm cloud, her brow furrowed.

”Has the reinforcements arrived?” Chen Mo nodded at Xiao Jiu and transmitted a mental message to Zuoqiu Yiren.

”They’ve arrived long ago, escorting us from the shadows,” Zuoqiu Yiren transmitted back, summoning the Merak Sword with a transmission, ”Let’s let them make the first move; that way we can demand compensation from them.”

Chen Mo: ”...”