Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 175 Zhen’Er

"Mmm."

Luo Zhen let out a soft hum, but it was almost as if she hadn’t spoken at all, yet Chen Mo heard it.

After speaking, Luo Zhen’s face turned completely red, and she didn’t even dare to meet Chen Mo’s eyes.

Chen Mo admitted that in that instant, his blood boiled fiercely.

Chen Mo suddenly pulled Luo Zhen into his arms.

Her body tensed up, showing signs of resistance.

As Chen Mo was puzzled, Luo Zhen, with her cheeks reddened, said, "Let... let’s bathe first."

Luo Zhen pointed to the wooden tub beside them.

Chen Mo was taken aback.

He glanced over.

The tub was filled with hot water, and steam was still rising from it.

Then he looked down at himself, filthy and covered in a nauseating stench of blood, completely ruining the mood.

Even Chen Mo found himself unbearable, so it was only natural for her to resist, wasn’t it?

"Sorry, I was too impulsive."

After so many days without intimacy, practicing a cultivation technique that inflames one’s blood, and having used the Red Dragon Demon Arm so many times consecutively, it was impressive that Chen Mo could restrain himself and not act forcefully.

Luo Zhen’s face turned even redder.

Even her fair neck was flushed with a rosy tint, as if a gentle pinch could make water come out.

Chen Mo stepped out of the tent, gave a few more reminders, and then returned to the tent.

Seeing Chen Mo about to remove his armor, Luo Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, let me do it..."

Chen Mo nodded, having someone serve him was certainly nice.

Luo Zhen began to help Chen Mo remove his armor.

Their bodies were extremely close.

Luo Zhen’s height was considerable, her forehead could touch Chen Mo’s nose.

Thus, they could feel each other’s breath in every detail.

When the armor was removed, the ambiguity between them heightened.

"In private, I’ll just call you Zhen’Er from now on," Chen Mo decided without allowing any objection.

Luo Zhen nodded slightly.

Then she continued to help Chen Mo remove his inner clothing.

Chen Mo’s body was originally quite weak.

But after acquiring the Innate Purity Immortal Body, undergoing Washing Marrow, and days of cultivation.

Chen Mo had become a man with a well-defined physique.

With abs and muscles.

Seeing Chen Mo undressed, a twinkle appeared in Luo Zhen’s eyes.

"Sir, Zhen... Zhen’Er will assist you in bathing."

Having made up her mind, Luo Zhen no longer hesitated and courageously said.

Luo Zhen was not shy.

As a man, he couldn’t be either.

He directly sat down in the bathtub.

Hands spread on the tub’s edge, in the manner of a master soaking himself in a bathhouse.

Luo Zhen’s face was crimson, a trace of shyness flashing in her eyes.

She picked up the clean linen that had been prepared beside them and started scrubbing Chen Mo.

The camp didn’t have such good conditions; the tub was brought in from the town by Luo Zhen, and towels were replaced with clean linen.

The Great Song Dynasty did have soap, but it carried a medicinal scent instead of fragrance.

But there was none in the camp, so Luo Zhen used a bit more force to scrub Chen Mo.

This was her first time touching a man’s skin so intimately.

When her fingers brushed across Chen Mo’s chest, Luo Zhen’s heart pounded faster.

Luo Zhen served with utmost diligence.

And washed Chen Mo very thoroughly.

After Chen Mo finished bathing and emerged from the tub, Luo Zhen handed him his clothes and helped him dress.

But her hands were caught by Chen Mo, who slowly pushed her toward the bed: "We’ll end up removing it later anyway, so let’s skip it."

With that, he let go of Luo Zhen’s hands.

Luo Zhen felt her heart was about to leap out, her breathing slightly fast.

She mustered her courage, bit her lip, lifted her face with a look of readiness to face any outcome, placed her hands on her waist, sat neatly beside the bed, and whispered like a mosquito:

"Sir... you... go ahead..."

As soon as she spoke, Luo Zhen couldn’t resist her own sense of shame and quickly covered her face with her hands.

Chen Mo inexplicably wanted to laugh, even finding her somewhat adorable, thus he felt a playful urge.

He actually lay down on the bed, hands folded behind his head.

Luo Zhen noticed that Chen Mo hadn’t touched her yet and, hearing the movement beside her, secretly lowered her hands and peeked at Chen Mo.

Seeing him lying down, she couldn’t help but ask in confusion, "What... what’s wrong?"

Chen Mo’s gaze was one that Luo Zhen could feel when he entered the tent, as if he wanted to devour her.

So shouldn’t he be pouncing on her by now?

Why...

"We fought for so long tonight, I’m a bit tired. You take over," Chen Mo chuckled.

Luo Zhen didn’t catch the teasing tone in Chen Mo’s words, her face momentarily froze, then she stammered in embarrassment, "I... how do I do that?"

Even though Luo Zhen was already twenty-five, which was considered old for an unmarried woman in this era, she was still an untouched maiden and hadn’t received any education in this area, so she couldn’t grasp Chen Mo’s meaning.

"Just like this... and then that... and so on..."

Chen Mo briefly guided her.

On hearing him, Luo Zhen’s face turned as red as an apricot, her expression quite awkward, almost on the verge of tears as she said, "But isn’t this... isn’t the man supposed to take the lead?"

"Yes, but I’m tired..."

"Then... then, let’s wait till tomorrow?"

"The mood’s already set, and you’re saying tomorrow?"

"But... but..."

Luo Zhen hesitated, swallowed, then with a determined bite, pretended to be calm and said:

"I don’t know how, so if I don’t do it well, please...please don’t blame me..."

"Okay." Chen Mo nodded earnestly.

Then Luo Zhen went to blow out the candle.

Chen Mo didn’t stop her. As he had said before, the conditions in the army camp were not good. If the candle was lit, shadows could be seen from outside.

After the candle was extinguished, the tent fell into complete darkness.

Although Chen Mo could see everything clearly.

However, Luo Zhen fumbled her way onto the bed.

She sat down beside Chen Mo, then fumbled to her waist, pinched the tie of her dress, and gently pulled, letting the dress slip off.

Before leaning over Chen Mo, she said, "Sir... may I call you by your name tonight?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Of course, you can."

"Ho... Hong, brother."

"No, call me Chen Mo."

"Hmm? Mo... Mo brother."

"..."

Boom!

In an instant, Chen Mo felt his heart melt.

"Demoness, I need you to help me cultivate." Chen Mo flipped over and pressed Luo Zhen beneath him.

"Mo brother, aren’t you... tired?"

"Suddenly... I’m not tired anymore."

"Oh oh..."

In the darkness.

Their lips met.

Even though Luo Zhen was prepared, she opened her eyes wide in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around Chen Mo’s back.

This feeling was so strange.

...

...

Rustling.

Beneath the bright moonlight, a soft cry of pain dissipated with the night wind outside the tent.

The personal soldiers standing guard outside withdrew a bit further away.

Fortunately, no one disturbed them tonight.

...

The twelfth day of great turmoil.

Overcast.

At dawn, a morning breeze blew through the army camp, and early birds hopped around in the trees, chirping busily.

Having fought through the night, Chen Mo didn’t have any time to simulate last night,

his nerves still tense, the birds’ calls woke him up.

Regarding what happened last night,

Chen Mo could only sum it up with one sentence.

Climbing over hills, crossing ravines, wading through dense forests, leaping into the abyss all to find the origin of life.

Holding the woman in his arms, Chen Mo felt a sense of contentment.

Although Ye Wanqiu was Chen Mo’s first woman, in a sense, it was Luo Zhen who truly was.

Because of Ye Wanqiu’s identity, Chen Mo always had a sense of distance, a feeling that wasn’t entirely real.

But Luo Zhen was different.

Looking at the woman in his embrace, Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

And that kiss awakened Luo Zhen.

Her slender, white arm reached out from under the covers, rubbing her eyes in confusion.

The sky was already bright; upon opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was the top of the tent, enveloped in warmth around her, though her body felt a bit sore...

She turned her head and, seeing the face with a smile inches away, her eyes instantly cleared, and her face turned bright red in an instant. She shyly whispered, "Sir."

"Silly girl."

Chen Mo flicked Luo Zhen’s petite nose with his finger, then hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her fragrant shoulder, saying, "For the rest of our lives, I’ll protect you."

Hearing this, Luo Zhen snuggled deeper into Chen Mo’s embrace, saying nothing, but her expression said it all.

Last night was the most restful sleep Luo Zhen had had in half a month.

Upon becoming a woman, Luo Zhen seemed to find her support in an instant. She tightly hugged Chen Mo’s back, then said with a face full of dependency, "Sir, I only have you."

Chen Mo hugged her indulgently, saying nothing.

Her words made one want to protect her all the more.

Chen Mo activated the simulation.

Earlier, Chen Mo had asked Gao Zheng to bring out some silver taels, which he then used to recharge.

[Twelfth day of great turmoil: According to your orders, you need to lead a battalion to the nearby counties to exterminate the remnants of the rebel army. Because of Luo Zhen, you chose to go to the several towns surrounding Celestial River City.

That night, you helped Luo Zhen break through to the Ninth Grade Martial Artist. At the same time, you decided to help her avenge her father’s death, destroying the entire Black Shadow Killer Organization. This undoubtedly put you in opposition to Noble Consort Hu.]

...

[Fifteenth day: Both you and Huangfu Hao were simultaneously targeted for assassination. Thanks to your warning, Huangfu Hao avoided the assassination, but you did not anticipate being targeted as well. Caught off guard, you managed to kill the assassin but were wounded in the process.]

...

[Twenty-third day: The army retreated to Nanyang County; during the battle, you broke through to become a Second-Grade Martial Artist.]

...

[Simulation ends. You can retain one of the following options.]

[One, the realm of a Second-Grade Martial Artist.]

[Two, the combat techniques of these ten days.]

[Three, the cultivation insights of these ten days.]

There was nothing to think about; Chen Mo chose option one directly.

Boom!

Instantly, Chen Mo felt as if a star was contained within him, undergoing a thorough transformation.

The True Qi within him immediately turned liquid.

Not only that.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and True Qi surged towards his right arm.

The third Profound Gate of the Red Dragon Demon Arm opened.