Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

As night fell, Lin Su Ya returned to the capital.

Xiao Yunqi was the first to know she had returned, but he had no way to deal with her and didn’t dare provoke her, especially since she escaped Zhao Ji’s grasp right in front of so many people who couldn’t stop her.

Xiao Yunqi quickly avoided her, only sending people to follow and see where she went.

Lin Su Ya went to see Zhao Fujin.

She talked about taking her away.

During the day, Zhao Fujin was slapped by Xiao Yunxi, and immediately argued with her. Then she ran back to Fengyang Pavilion with tearful, red eyes, hating Xiao Yunxi in her heart.

So when Lin Su Ya said she wanted to take her away, Zhao Fujin immediately agreed but quickly regretted it.

Zhao Fujin’s hatred for Xiao Yunxi was not true hatred; it was only because she was being forced to marry Wu Chang’an. This anger was temporary, and they might reconcile as early as tomorrow.

But leaving Canglan Continent meant not knowing when she could see her again.

She couldn’t bear it.

”The True Qi in Canglan Continent is thin, cultivation resources are scarce, and it doesn’t even have common Spirit Stones. Given your talent, staying here is a waste. Over there is where you truly belong.”

Lin Su Ya said, ”Moreover, with your capabilities, it won’t take long before you gain attention. Once you reach the Golden Core Realm or obtain a Flying Magical Artifact, you can certainly return.”

Zhao Fujin was tempted and said, ”Is my junior also going over there?”

Lin Su Ya shook her head, ”He has many things to deal with.”

”If my junior isn’t going, neither am I. Besides, I can’t bear to be apart from Mother.” Zhao Fujin said.

”With your current strength, staying here only becomes a burden for him. He is now a First Grade Martial Artist and will soon face the Celestial Tribulation. By then, how long do you expect him to wait for you?” Lin Su Ya said.

”My junior...he said he would wait for me.” Zhao Fujin started to feel guilty as she spoke.

Though her junior said he would wait for her, she didn’t want to hold him back.

”The great disaster is approaching; the bamboo in the grove has mostly withered, Ziwei is dim and unstable, Great Song is declining, and he’s about to go to war; he can’t look after you...” Lin Su Ya said.

”Ziwei is dim?” Zhao Fujin was startled, then said, ”Didn’t you take Father away, Master?”

Lin Su Ya sighed deeply, ”He will come back again.”

”Master, can’t you help Father?” Zhao Fujin asked, feeling pained.

”This is the trend of events, Master can’t stay in Canglan Continent for much longer, and can’t help him.” Lin Su Ya shook her head.

As if knowing what Zhao Fujin was about to say, Lin Su Ya continued, ”With your current abilities, staying won’t help. And you know, since Chen Mo’s rebellion, he stands opposite your father, and the pain will only increase for you, caught between them.

Unless you possess absolute strength to change this situation, you should head over there.”

Zhao Fujin remained silent.

She had never felt such a desire for strength like she did now.

If she were a First Grade Martial Artist.

Her father and mother couldn’t force her to marry Wu Chang’an.

If she were a First Grade Martial Artist, her relationship with her junior would be openly acknowledged.

If she were a First Grade Martial Artist, she could, like the eldest princess, protect this country, protect her people.

But staying would mean separating from her mother.

Because she was to marry Wu Chang’an and head to Jiangnan.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Fujin then said, ”Master, can I take Father and Mother over there with me?”

Lin Su Ya shook her head, ”Their talents and capabilities aren’t suitable, and until they reach Foundation Establishment, they won’t be accepted there.

Of course, once your strength grows, you can certainly bring them over later...”

...

Night had fallen deeply.

If things went quickly, they would have to leave by tomorrow, at the latest by the day after, so before leaving, Chen Mo planned to enjoy some time with Yunxi and also give her the high heels he had prepared.

Chen Mo sneaked into Weiyang Palace.

Although he could have entered openly, it was nighttime. Without the identity of Chen Hong, a regular man visiting the Empress Dowager’s sleeping quarters would invite gossip.

Therefore, he sneaked in quietly.

However, with his abilities, as long as he didn’t want others to notice, they wouldn’t.

In the sleeping quarters.

Xiao Yunxi had just finished washing up, lying on the soft couch, wearing a red, intimate silken dress. The candlelight flickered gently, and even though she lay flat, her dress revealed sultry curves. Her face was covered in a layer of evenly applied medicinal mud.

This mud was a concoction from the Imperial Hospital, used for improving complexion.

Xiao Yunxi was only a Fourth Grade Martial Artist and hadn’t reached Innate yet, she aged like ordinary people, and being in her thirties, she carefully maintained herself to keep her beauty lasting.

At that moment, a cool breeze blew in from the window, prompting her to call for Cai’er to close it. But her mouth was suddenly covered.

”It’s me.” After sneaking in through the window, Chen Mo used Shifting Form and Position to move to the bedside, blocking Xiao Yunxi’s red lips with his hand.

”Mmm mmm...”

”Don’t make a noise, Cai’er and Qing’er might hear it,” Chen Mo said.

Xiao Yunxi’s face turned red, but it wasn’t visible because of the mud. In a flirtatious tone, she said, ”Why are you here?”

”I missed you, so I came.”

Seeing she had lowered her voice, Chen Mo bent down to kiss her, only to taste mud, which was both bitter and bland: ”Ptu ptu, what did you put on your face?”

Xiao Yunxi had applied it to her lips too, so when Chen Mo kissed her, it was unavoidable.

The medicinal mud from the Imperial Hospital, very costly.” Xiao Yunxi patted herself, her mouth curving slightly, evidently pleased at Chen Mo’s frustration.

”Does it work?” Chen Mo scraped some from Xiao Yunxi’s face with his finger and applied it to his own.

”Of course it does.” Xiao Yunxi slapped him lightly on the arm and casually said, ”I am no longer a young girl. If I fail to maintain myself, who knows when you might kick me away with a foot.”

”Nonsense.” Chen Mo embraced Xiao Yunxi’s waist, climbed into bed, and kissed her at the corner of her lips again, saying, ”Yunxi, you’ll always be a young girl to me, and your skin is better than any young girl’s, tender enough to pinch.”

Speaking of which, Chen Mo pretended to pinch her, but Xiao Yunxi playfully patted him away and then eyed the bundle Chen Mo had brought with him, asking, ”What’s in it?”

”A gift for you.”

Chen Mo grabbed Xiao Yunxi’s snowy white feet and personally put the high heels on her, then noticed something was missing, and asked, ”Yunxi, where are the stockings I gave you?”

Xiao Yunxi didn’t reply but stared at Chen Mo with a peculiar expression before saying, ”Are you sure it’s a gift for me? Or for yourself?”