Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

After returning from the Divine Light Hall.

Chen Mo went to find Zuoqiu Yiren.

Zuoqiu Yiren was lying on a hammock, seemingly asleep, not even noticing Chen Mo approaching.

The mountain breeze gently lifted strands of her long hair, revealing a face like a painting.

She wore a rather loose white gown, enveloping her proud figure, her chest rising and falling, the scent of wine mingling with a faint body fragrance.

Her fair and beautiful calves were exposed, her jade-like feet delicate and spotless, her toes reminiscent of tender lotus buds.

Such an appearance of a fairy, who wouldn’t be moved by it.

Those alluring lips, who wouldn’t want to taste them.

Chen Mo’s heart raced, filled with longing.

But he had the desire but lacked the courage.

Just as he was observing closely, Zuoqiu Yiren opened her eyes, her watery gaze reflecting the sky and clouds, and she burped a little before saying, ”When did you get here?”

”I came right after finishing a task at the Divine Light Hall,” Chen Mo replied.

Zuoqiu Yiren summoned a wine jug, hugged it, and lifted it to her lips, but no wine flowed out.

She put down the gourd and looked at Chen Mo, ”Where’s the Immortal Drunk you brewed?”

Chen Mo took out the three pots of Immortal Drunk he had brewed in advance, saying, ”I’ll be relying on you tomorrow, Yiren.”

”With wine, everything’s easy to discuss,” Zuoqiu Yiren said with a flick of her finger, and the wine from the three pots seemed to gain a life of its own, flowing into the gourd she held. She continued, ”With me around, you won’t lose a single hair in this sect mission.”

Chen Mo: ”...”

If it weren’t for the simulation, he would have almost believed it.

During the first simulation, she was led away by the evil sect.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

But he certainly couldn’t say that, so he smiled, ”Thank you, Yiren.”

”By the way, Yiren, do you have books describing various rare treasures? I want to take a look, maybe I’ll find something on this trip out of the outer sect,” Chen Mo thought for a moment and added.

Zuoqiu Yiren took a swig of wine, then, as if in thought, waved her hand, and a pile of books floated in front of Chen Mo, ”They’re all here. Take a look.”

Chen Mo: ”...”

...

After flipping through for a while, he finally found information on Spirit Marrow Liquid.

Spirit Marrow Liquid is born in the spirit stone mines underground, originally the pure power of the earth condensed over time, absorbing the energy of the spirit stone mines, forming into mist over centuries, with miraculous effects for realm breakthroughs, and congealing into liquid over millennia, being the essence of the entire spirit stone mine, thus called Spirit Marrow Liquid.

Spirit Marrow Liquid’s growth conditions are harsh, and not every spirit stone mine has it, making it extremely rare in Primordial Heaven.

If a supreme treasure medicine is irrigated with Spirit Marrow Liquid, it can evolve into a holy medicine in just a hundred years.

Some high-tier elixirs, if infused with a few drops of Spirit Marrow Liquid, can have enhanced potency.

Its preciousness is imaginable.

Although the book doesn’t say what happens when a cultivator ingests it, it’s easy to guess that advancing one’s realm is a simple matter.

And such a precious Spirit Marrow Liquid.

Zuoqiu Yiren actually used it to brew wine.

Though he already knew of Zuoqiu Yiren’s extravagance, Chen Mo couldn’t help but critique it as a waste of heavenly resources.

If they weren’t departing tomorrow and the time was insufficient even if he broke through.

Chen Mo would’ve used some Spirit Marrow Liquid to break through his realm to the Golden Core Realm tonight.

...

The next day,

when Chen Mo and others arrived in front of the Divine Light Hall, hundreds of figures had already gathered there.

From a distance, young men and women dressed in sect attire laughed and chatted here, almost none of them unpleasant in appearance, even the least attractive ones were still quite presentable.

Upon seeing Chen Mo and his group, they all widened their eyes.

Of course, it wasn’t because of Chen Mo.

But rather the purple-robed girl lying on a huge purple flying sword, holding a gourd and drinking wine above Chen Mo.

Outer sect disciples might not know her well, but inner sect disciples almost all recognized her.

”It’s Elder Zuoqiu, why is she here?”

”The Fairy Yiren of Autumn’s Double Immortals, long time no see, Elder Zuoqiu is still as beautiful as ever.”

”Eh eh, look quickly, Elder Zuoqiu looked at me.”

”Do you have any shame? She’s obviously looking at Chen Mo.”

”They say Chen Mo is the first disciple Elder Zuoqiu took since she became an inner sect elder, evidently not wanting anything to happen to Chen Mo during the sect mission, so she’s accompanying him for protection.”

”He also has a blood feud with Brother Long, and Brother Long is participating in this sect mission. If Elder Zuoqiu weren’t accompanying, Chen Mo probably wouldn’t return.”

”...”

The disciples discussed fervently.

Suzhou Ze and Liu Jingchun exchanged glances and communicated through transmission, then approached Chen Mo with smiles, engaging in conversation.

The elders in front of the Divine Light Hall were momentarily stunned, then hurriedly bowed to Zuoqiu Yiren.

No elder inside the Divine Light Hall had a status as high as Zuoqiu Yiren, an inner sect elder.

One elder flew into the air, cupped his hands towards Zuoqiu Yiren, glanced at the disciples, and then said loudly, ”For this sect mission, since you have accepted, it indicates you are fully aware, and you must act within your limits. Do not overestimate your abilities. When out, as fellow sect members, you must look out for each other...”

After a long speech of common advice, the elder muttered a few words, and moments later, a flock of immortal cranes flew over from afar and landed in front of the Divine Light Hall.

”For this trip, remember the sect’s rules at all times, uphold the prestige of the Shenxiao Sect, and do not engage in conduct that disgraces the sect.”

The elder waved his hand, ”Everyone, you may depart now.”

After speaking, he cupped his hands again towards Zuoqiu Yiren, ”Elder Zuoqiu, I’ll trouble you to take extra care on this journey.”

Zuoqiu Yiren took a sip of wine and nodded.

The Shenxiao Sect does not have a teleportation array that directly leads to the East Night Kingdom, so the disciples going to complete the sect mission must ride on the immortal cranes.

Of course, with Zuoqiu Yiren’s ability, she could easily open a spatial channel.

But from the look of things, she clearly wasn’t willing to do it.

Laziness was one aspect.

Another was that opening a spatial channel that could accommodate so many people over such a long distance greatly consumed True Qi.

Zuoqiu Yiren wasn’t willing to do it.

After all, this was the disciples’ task.

And her role here was merely to protect Chen Mo.

Of course, within her abilities, if other disciples encountered danger, she would also offer some protection.

When all the disciples had mounted the immortal cranes.

As Chen Mo was about to choose an immortal crane to ride.

Zuoqiu Yiren transmitted, ”Come up.”

Chen Mo paused, then nodded, heading straight for Zuoqiu Yiren’s purple sword.

Besides him, Zuoqiu Yiren also invited Jiang Ruoqing and Zhao Qianyi.

When they landed on Zuoqiu Yiren’s purple sword.

The faces of the disciples below all showed expressions of envy.