Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

After extracting the Demon Beast Core, Chen Mo planned to cut some Demon Beast meat to roast. He didn’t know when those people would arrive, so he roasted some meat to pass the time.

Just as he cut off a piece, a yellow light flew over. Chen Mo dodged, and the beast’s corpse in front of him was instantly blasted with a big hole.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and said, "If you’re here, come out. What skill is it to hide and sneak around?"

As he spoke, a golden flame rose from his palm, roasting the beast meat.

Chen Mo controlled the heat well, never burning it. He didn’t plan to sprinkle any spices, and after it was cooked, he took a bite and started eating.

"Hehe, truly worthy of being Elder Zuoqiu’s direct disciple. You do have some skill."

From the forest came a laugh, and then three figures flashed out, landing on the treetops, looking down at Chen Mo like prey.

"810 points, ranked second." One person stared at the number on Chen Mo’s chest, eyes somewhat heated.

Chen Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, "You specifically came for me?"

"I wouldn’t dare. As Elder Zuoqiu’s disciple and Zhao Senior Sister’s Dao Companion, how could we specifically target you? But the spots for Spiritual Power Infusion are limited, and we’ve encountered you with great difficulty. Junior Brother Chen, hand over the points on your chest." A young man with a strong build and a well-fed look on his forehead jumped down from the treetop, staring straight at the number on Chen Mo’s chest.

"That’s right, hand over the points, and we’ll let Junior Brother Chen go," the other two disciples chimed in.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo raised his head with a slight hint of doubt. They weren’t from the Carefree Sect?

His gaze swept over the three one by one.

The well-fed young man was Level Three.

The two on the treetop, one was Level Three, the other Level Two.

"Three hundred plus three hundred, plus two hundred, a total of eight hundred points." Chen Mo stretched his muscles and bones.

The well-fed young man was stunned, not reacting for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Hand over the points on you, and I won’t make things difficult for you." Chen Mo finished stretching, speaking softly.

Since the big fish hadn’t arrived, resolving some small ones to increase his points wasn’t bad.

Hearing this, the three were stunned.

"Junior Brother Chen, I admit you aren’t as they say, but all three of us are at the Golden Core Perfection stage. Even if Junior Brother Chen has some skill, it’s three against one..."

As he spoke, the well-fed disciple was holding back laughter, as he really didn’t think Chen Mo could stand against all three of them.

Because, according to his understanding, Chen Mo became an Inner Sect disciple just over a month ago, having broken through to the Golden Core Realm only a month ago, which was only the Early Stage of the Golden Core Realm.

"Whether it will work, let’s give it a try," Chen Mo smiled.

The well-fed disciple also smiled indifferently, looking at Chen Mo with a slightly cold gaze. He then waved his hand and said, "Since Junior Brother Chen is so confident, we will give him a proper welcome."

"If Junior Brother Chen accidentally gets hurt, don’t complain to Elder Zuoqiu or Zhao Senior Sister."

"Don’t worry, I have that much tolerance," Chen Mo laughed.

Upon hearing this, the three smiled and didn’t waste words. Slightly clenching their hands, the powerful True Qi surged out, their gazes intertwining. In the next moment, they attacked simultaneously.

Two disciples flew down from the treetops, and the well-fed disciple charged straight at Chen Mo, the violent True Qi enveloping Chen Mo.

At the same time.

At the Outer and Inner Sects’ plaza, the disciples were whispering as they stared at the scene in the image.

Some were gloating.

Some were worried.

Some were curious.

...

On Merak Peak.

"This is troublesome. These three have some notoriety in the Inner Sect, having cultivated a Combined Divine Technique. When they join forces, even a Nascent Soul Realm expert could face them," Zhao Fujin’s expression turned a bit serious as she watched the scene on the pool’s surface.

Upon hearing, Zhao Qianyi, Jiang Ruoqing, and Xiao Jiu became extremely worried.

Though Chen Mo’s strength was in the Late Stage of the Golden Core Realm, they didn’t believe he could contend with a Nascent Soul Realm expert.

It’s not their lack of confidence in Chen Mo.

It’s just that they weren’t clear about Chen Mo’s strength. Despite knowing his realm was in the Late Stage of the Golden Core, it didn’t represent his actual power, given that when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, he could kill Feng Hao of the Golden Core Realm.

Moreover, Chen Mo had been in seclusion for several years, and they hadn’t seen him during that time or watched him display his strength. Now, hearing that even the three opponents weren’t afraid of a Nascent Soul Realm expert made them uneasy.

"I said, I wanted to join back then, but Master didn’t allow it. Had I been there, I would’ve beaten these three until they rolled away," Xiao Jiu waved her fist, slightly pouting her lips.

"Don’t worry. If this kid can’t even beat three incompetent people, then I taught him in vain."

From afar, on the roof of a pavilion, Zuoqiu Yiren lay lazily, crossing her legs, embracing a half-person-sized green calabash, and speaking slowly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianyi and Jiang Ruoqing brightened up, Zuoqiu Yiren’s words reassured them.

Their strength was too low, not able to see through Chen Mo, but Zuoqiu Yiren, as a Unity Realm expert, surely saw through Chen Mo’s depth.

Then, a shocking scene unfolded for them.

Ripples appeared on the pool’s surface.

In the core area of the Profound Spirit Mirror, three figures interlaced with mighty True Qi, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, swept across the sky. The violent fist winds, like rolling waves, seemed about to crush Chen Mo to the ground.

However, seeing the three approach, Chen Mo didn’t dodge. He merely raised a hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

Above the sky, thunder rumbled.

At the same time, their attack had already hit Chen Mo.

Boom!

The energy fluctuation caused by their attack set off waves around, even lifting the grass, rocks, and the flap of their robes sounded in the wild wind.

Moments later, Chen Mo’s robe was shredded, but he wasn’t blown away. The shredded robe revealed golden yellow skin, muscular forearms, and not a single mark on his body, not even a scratch.

This left not just the three stunned.

The scene also left the disciples of the Inner and Outer Sects dumbfounded.

Zuoqiu Yiren even spat out a mouthful of the wine she drank, never expecting Chen Mo to have such an ace up his sleeve.

However, the astonishing scenes were yet to come.

Chen Mo, alone, tightly grasping the three, like a magnetic force tightly binding them, left them unable to move.

"What do you want to do?" The three struggled violently.

"Receive the baptism of thunder with me."

Chen Mo looked up as a flash of silver light crashed down.

When the three discovered, it was too late.

Boom!

After the lightning struck, the area within hundreds of meters was leveled almost instantly. Vegetation flew, and the rolling pressure waves made the spectators’ hearts tremble involuntarily.