Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

In a quaint, traditional room.

The competition has reached its most intense moment.

Su Mengyan sat on Chen Mo’s lap, facing him, her face flushed, hair disheveled, her entire body leaning back; if not for Chen Mo holding her waist, she would have fallen.

Su Mengyan sang openly, allowing Chen Mo and Zuoqiu Yiren to listen to her beautiful and rhythmic singing.

In her singing, she poured her emotions and expressed them through facial expressions and body language.

Chen Mo listened intently, his hand sliding slowly from Su Mengyan’s lower back to her hips, gently kneading.

Chen Mo noticed the breathing by his ear getting heavier, his face reddened a bit, then Su Mengyan lifted her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and then, with a slight force, pressed him under her, boldly nibbling.

Feeling Chen Mo’s eyes almost burning with passion, Su Mengyan’s red lips curved into a smile, her eyes containing a message, this was exactly what she wanted to see.

...

Just as the competition was about to end, when Chen Mo gathered his strength to shoot, a strange sound suddenly came from beside him.

Both Chen Mo and Su Mengyan were stunned.

Turning their heads, they found it was Zuoqiu Yiren making the sound from the couch below.

Zuoqiu Yiren’s legs were intertwined, her face flushed, breathing somewhat irregular, her gaze dazed, appearing invitingly vulnerable.

Neither Chen Mo nor Su Mengyan.

In both their hearts, Zuoqiu Yiren was always like a fairy.

But now, does a fairy also have moments of human desire?

Chen Mo’s fighting spirit heightened considerably.

Feeling the change in Chen Mo, Su Mengyan’s expression faltered slightly, understanding men well, she naturally knew what Chen Mo was experiencing.

He unexpectedly had fighting intent towards Zuoqiu the Fairy.

In Su Mengyan’s view, Chen Mo was like a disciple to Zuoqiu Yiren.

And Zuoqiu Yiren, of course, was Chen Mo’s master.

For a disciple to have fighting intent towards a master.

This undeniably provoked much thought.

However, as a Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect, Su Mengyan had witnessed such master-disciple situations.

So, it wasn’t entirely surprising.

Su Mengyan didn’t expose Chen Mo, but instead, imitated Zuoqiu Yiren’s tone, whispering near Chen Mo’s ear: ”Little Mo.”

”Boom!”

Su Mengyan’s words instantly ignited the flames of battle in Chen Mo’s heart.

The competition, originally about to end, started overtime due to special circumstances.

Meanwhile, Zuoqiu Yiren, slightly disoriented, was not aware of the unusual happenings on the bed.

Zuoqiu Yiren felt a fire burning inside her, wanting nothing more than to plunge into water to extinguish it.

She quickly took out her Wine Gourd, taking a sip of the Immortal Drunk brewed by Chen Mo recently, to calm her nerves.

Yet the drink didn’t suppress it.

Instead, it made the fire in her heart blaze even stronger.

Even stirred unspeakable thoughts in her mind.

Meanwhile, from Su Mengyan’s mouth, Little Mo was no longer whispered softly.

Instead, boldly proclaimed, heard in Zuoqiu Yiren’s ears, like pouring oil on the fire.

For a moment, Zuoqiu Yiren found herself substituting into Su Mengyan’s place.

A moment later, Zuoqiu Yiren suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly sat cross-legged, activating her cultivation technique to expel these chaotic emotions from her mind.

Noticing this, Su Mengyan felt a mischievous delight of success.

Thinking inwardly: ”Let you supervise.”

”Brother, just lie down properly, I’ll handle it,” Su Mengyan pushed Chen Mo’s shoulder, saying coyly.

Why exert when one can enjoy? Chen Mo lay on the bed motionless, allowing Su Mengyan to have her way.

Of course, he wasn’t doing nothing.

He hadn’t forgotten his task.

He secretly mobilized Phoenix Qi, cheering for the competition.

Perhaps because Zuoqiu Yiren was watching, Chen Mo hesitated to end the match.

Under Su Mengyan’s dominance for most of the session, Chen Mo took the chance to start a counterattack.

A man born between heaven and earth, how could he remain suppressed for long?

Chen Mo made Su Mengyan lie face down, facing Zuoqiu Yiren.

At this time, Zuoqiu Yiren had cleared those chaotic emotions from her mind, opening her eyes, just in time to see Chen Mo and Su Mengyan facing her, performing a heavenly symphony.

Rustle...

Zuoqiu Yiren felt her head was about to explode.

The time came to the next day.

The sun rose, the morning light shining through the room’s array, spilling onto the soft carpet in front of the bed.

Though the window’s array let sunlight in, it didn’t mean people could enter through it.

Moreover, the room was soundproof, guaranteeing that sounds inside wouldn’t reach outside.

This was a special array, soundproof, blocking beings, but not isolating natural attributes like sunlight, wind, and lightning.

The scent still lingered within the drapery.

Chen Mo lay on his side outside, his chest serving as Su Mengyan’s pillow, her cheek resting on his outstretched arm, the touch like congealed fat, with an indescribable tender comfort.

On the carpet below, Zuoqiu Yiren clutched the Big Gourd with a deadly scissor grip, her hair disheveled over her shoulders, one fragrant shoulder even exposed.

Suddenly, Zuoqiu Yiren’s eyelashes fluttered, her leg resting on the gourd slipped down, and the Soul-Calming Bell on her ankle chimed.

Zuoqiu Yiren suddenly opened her eyes, cautiously lifting her head to observe.

Hearing the bell, Chen Mo and Su Mengyan on the bed also opened their eyes.

Neither of them focused immediately on their surroundings.

But instead silently sensed their bodily states.

Even after a half-day and whole night competition, Chen Mo’s mental state and physical condition remained quite full, sharp of eyes and ears, every inch of his body’s sensations especially clear.

The greatest change was in the meridians, with True Qi completing a circuit effortlessly, and even without cultivating, the immense hidden explosive power within his body was perceptible.

Though still at half-step Divinity Transformation, it was evident that he improved significantly, with muscles remaining unchanged but meridians broadened.

What does this signify?

It signifies that in future cultivation, he can absorb more True Qi.

After all, with faster True Qi influx, Divine Techniques can be executed swiftly, unleashing their full power.

Su Mengyan was also very satisfied with the changes in her body, her lashes twitched, then her almond eyes looked at Chen Mo, without feeling awkward at all, her body moving up slightly, her charming face directly pressing against Chen Mo’s cheek, her arm encircling his neck as she cooed: ”Brother, kiss me.”

At the break of dawn, hearing this, Chen Mo was startled, and smacked Su Mengyan’s jutting hips, saying: ”Stop fooling around.”

”I’m not fooling around, brother...” Su Mengyan whined, acting spoiled.