Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

On the other side, at Carefree Peak.

"Brother Long, that’s it. Chen Mo hasn’t come out from Merak Peak for three years." An Inner Sect Disciple said in front of Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

If Chen Mo keeps hiding on Merak Peak, he has no way to deal with him.

Chen Mo is not even old enough to graduate yet.

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyao couldn’t help but blame Zhou Yang.

He believed it was Zhou Yang who scared Chen Mo into not daring to leave Merak Peak.

"How about his women?"

"Brother Long, that Zhao Qianyi, Jiang Ruoqing, Nangong Xue, and Nangong Yue all take Sect missions, but every time they complete missions, Sister Zhao always follows."

"Damn it."

Long Xiaoyao cursed silently in his heart.

Zhao Fujin is not only a Direct Disciple, but also the Vice Sect Leader’s Direct Disciple and a disciple of the Daoist Alliance. She has many pursuers, and whoever dares to harm her will face great trouble.

Under Zhao Fujin’s protection, Long Xiaoyao had no way to target Chen Mo’s women.

Besides, if he wanted to make a move, he had to strike with deadly precision, leaving no aftermath. Otherwise, with Chen Mo’s background, even if he killed him, he couldn’t stay in the Shenxiao Sect.

"Brother Long, the Daoist Alliance’s once-in-five-years disciple examination is about to begin. The Sect will hold a major examination, and the top twenty can go to the Profound Spirit Waterfall to receive Spiritual Power Infusion, thus achieving ranking in the Daoist Alliance’s examination and bringing honor to the Sect."

Seeing Long Xiaoyao’s calm expression, the Inner Sect Disciple offered him advice and continued, "Considering the timing, there’s less than a year until the Daoist Alliance examination. The Sect usually hosts the major examination in advance. As Elder Zuo Qiu’s disciple, Chen Mo must know about this. He has been hiding at Merak Peak for years, perhaps he’s breaking through to the Golden Core Realm. In that case, he will definitely participate in this major examination."

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao’s eyes lit up. From past experience, every major examination takes place within the Profound Spirit Realm.

And the Profound Spirit Waterfall only allows twenty people to receive Spiritual Power Infusion, but each time, thousands of Inner Sect Disciples participate in the examination, making the competition extremely fierce. Many people die each year, but the Sect does not hold anyone accountable.

Because only when faced with life and death can one unleash their strongest power.

Only true strong people have the qualification to receive Spiritual Power Infusion.

If a rule forbidding killing were set, some disciples wouldn’t be able to fully demonstrate their strength, as some have lethal moves that draw blood with every strike.

If Chen Mo enters the Profound Spirit Realm, Long Xiaoyao will have room to maneuver.

"But can he break through to the Golden Core Realm in such a short time?"

Long Xiaoyao was actually worried that Chen Mo wouldn’t break through to the Golden Core Realm.

In that case, Chen Mo wouldn’t even be qualified to participate.

Besides, he was also afraid that Chen Mo wouldn’t participate.

Because this major examination is not mandatory; Inner Sect Disciples who have reached the Golden Core Realm and are under a hundred years old can participate.

...

"Boom!"

In the room, a powerful and surging force burst forth from Chen Mo’s body, causing everything inside to clatter and shake violently. He slowly opened his eyes and murmured, "Late Golden Core."

A year of seclusion allowed him to break through from the mid-Golden Core stage to the late Golden Core stage.

But the cost was extremely high; all the Cultivation Resources available in the skeleton demon’s Space Ornaments were used up.

Indeed, the pile of Low Grade Spirit Stones that looked like a small mountain was all consumed.

However, with effort comes reward.

Chen Mo clenched his fist.

"I wonder if this punch can compare to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator," Chen Mo murmured.

"Crackling sounds."

As Chen Mo stood up, his body, which had not moved for years, crackled and popped, with every joint making noise.

Chen Mo stretched lazily and smiled, "The gains were good enough; I can exit seclusion now."

...

At the Celestial Pool edge.

"Elder Zuoqiu, how is it?" Nangong Xue watched Zuoqiu Yiren take a sip of her self-brewed Immortal Drunk, asking nervously.

"Pfft..."

The wine just sipped was promptly sprayed out by Zuoqiu Yiren: "Too spicy, did you get the proportions of heavenly essence wrong? The fire is insufficient, and the treasure medicine in the alcohol is not fully refined. It’s all the taste of herbs, without any of the wine’s mellowness..."

Zuoqiu Yiren frowned, as she was always straightforward and never held back, gave Nangong Xue’s self-brewed Immortal Drunk a comprehensive evaluation, her words sharp and cutting, making Nangong Xue feel embarrassed.

"Sigh, if you had even thirty percent of that boy’s brewing skills, I’d be perfectly content," Zuoqiu Yiren sighed.

Since Chen Mo entered seclusion, it was Zuoqiu Yiren who suffered.

Nine jars of Immortal Drunk weren’t enough for two months of her consumption.

After finishing the Immortal Drunk, she became very anxious, but being lazy and unwilling to brew herself, she turned to Qing Ye.

Qing Ye refused to give, so Zuoqiu Yiren snatched all his brewed Immortal Drunk from his hands.

But even that wasn’t enough for six months of her consumption.

So she went to ask Qing Ye again.

This time, Qing Ye became smarter and stopped brewing altogether, thinking it’s futile since he wouldn’t get to drink it anyway.

This made Zuoqiu Yiren furious, and after returning to Merak Peak, she went from Zhao Qianyi to Jiang Ruoqing, Nangong Yue, Nangong Xue, trying to cultivate someone who could brew wine for her.

That way, even if Chen Mo was in seclusion, she wouldn’t have to worry about having nothing to drink.

Once and for all.

But to her dismay, these people turned out to be too dumb.

Zhao Qianyi took a month just to grasp the basics, yet the wine she made was awful.

Jiang Ruoqing wasn’t much different from Zhao Qianyi.

Nangong Yue was a bit better, but the wine she brewed was quite bland, more like a medicinal fruit wine.

And the wine Nangong Xue made couldn’t even compare to these three; it was terrible.

Time was spent, yet not a single jar of decent Immortal Drunk was brewed.

Zuoqiu Yiren regretted deeply and wished she had brewed herself earlier.

Because of this, her favorability towards Chen Mo increased significantly. Recently, to drink good Immortal Drunk, Zuoqiu Yiren even dreamed of Chen Mo, brewing endless Immortal Drunk for her. In her dreams, she felt like giving herself to Chen Mo.

Nangong Xue felt extremely upset as the Immortal Drunk she painstakingly brewed was regarded as worthless by Zuoqiu Yiren.

She originally wanted to gain Zuoqiu Yiren’s favor to get her to teach some skills.

But now, she had lost all hope.

Additionally, Zuoqiu Yiren’s evaluation of Chen Mo sparked an even stronger feeling of unease in Nangong Xue’s heart.