Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 260 - 259 Private Meeting

The celestial phenomena are unpredictable.

When Chen Mo first entered the palace, the weather suddenly changed, with lightning and thunder in the air. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

By the time he reached the Shenxiao Temple, a loud clap of thunder sounded, and heavy rain began to pour down.

Chen Mo waved his hand, True Qi emitting from his body, and as the rain was about to fall on him, it parted to the sides.

Zhao Fujin arrived a little late...

"The weather changes just like that, such a heavy rain soaked my shoes."

Zhao Fujin, dressed in a snow-white dress with black hair flowing gently down her shoulders as if freshly washed, looked particularly soft and elegant, akin to a white lotus descending into the mortal world.

Upon entering the Daoist temple and seeing Chen Mo, she unconsciously lowered her head, her face slightly flushed.

Chen Mo’s lips curved slightly; Zhao Fujin was wearing the very outfit he had specially picked for her while they were at the market in Shuiming County, and he hadn’t expected her to wear it that very night.

Chen Mo took out an exquisite brocade bag from his chest and handed it to Zhao Fujin, saying, "Senior Sister, this is a gift for you."

Zhao Fujin raised her head, paused in surprise, then said, "Is this the surprise you mentioned before?"

Seeing Chen Mo nod, Zhao Fujin was about to open the brocade bag to see what was inside.

"Ahem..." Chen Mo coughed with his hand to his mouth, saying, "Senior Sister, let’s save it for later."

"Why?"

"Since it’s a surprise, it should naturally be left for last."

"As you say." Zhao Fujin smiled gently, tied the brocade bag to her waist, and twirled in front of Chen Mo, asking softly, "Junior Brother, does it look good?"

"Senior Sister looks good no matter what she wears." Chen Mo smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Flatterer..." Zhao Fujin gave Chen Mo a sideways glance, feeling as sweet as if she had eaten honey, yet not finished being coy with him.

Then Chen Mo bowed deeply: "Honorable State Preceptor."

Zhao Fujin quickly turned around; Lin Su Ya had appeared behind her without her noticing: "Fujin, how went your recent training?"

"Reporting to Master, overall everything went well, but the mastermind behind the evil spirits managed to escape." Zhao Fujin answered truthfully.

"Oh..." Lin Su Ya raised an eyebrow, "What happened?"

Zhao Fujin recounted the events and added, "Master, according to my Junior Brother, that old Daoist seemed to know you."

"State Preceptor, from what that person said, he seemed very familiar with you." Chen Mo concurred.

Upon hearing this, Lin Su Ya thought for a moment, then sighed: "I never expected that you would encounter him?"

"Who?" Chen Mo and Zhao Fujin asked simultaneously.

"He used to be my Senior Brother; his talent was average, but he was too eager for quick success, so he secretly learned Daoism’s forbidden techniques. Once discovered, he was expelled from the sect and disappeared. If what you said is true, it should be him.

The complete technique for crafting corpse puppets, probably only he knows it in the entire Canglan Continent."

Lin Su Ya shook her head and continued, "Secretly learning forbidden techniques is a mortal crime. At the time, I advised Master to at least abolish his cultivation even if not executed, but Master was too kind-hearted..."

Chen Mo: "..."

Zhao Fujin: "..."

Zhao Fujin had never expected her gentle and serene Master to be so ruthless when necessary.

Lin Su Ya looked at the two and added, "Unlike your grandmaster, I won’t spare you if you dare to learn forbidden techniques secretly."

"We wouldn’t dare," both quickly replied.

"By the way, Honorable State Preceptor, what did he mean by Spirit Fox?" Chen Mo inquired, hoping Lin Su Ya might know the origin of the White Fox.

"Could it be the Qingqiu Spirit Fox?" Lin Su Ya pondered for a moment.

"Qingqiu Spirit Fox?!" Chen Mo’s confusion deepened.

"I cannot confirm now; I need to see it first. I’ll visit your residence tomorrow and find out." Lin Su Ya said.

"Then I shall await your esteemed presence, State Preceptor." Chen Mo cupped his hands.

Afterward, Lin Su Ya taught them today’s lessons.

Afterward, Lin Su Ya flicked her Duster, saying, "You don’t have to come for the next two days."

"Master, why?" Zhao Fujin was taken aback.

"Your grandmaster instructed me before leaving Canglan Continent; if he did anything heaven-defying and against reason, I should cleanse the sect. Now, the time has come."

Lin Su Ya flicked her Duster toward Chen Mo and said, "From now on, you don’t need to call me State Preceptor."

Her figure vanished before them, "Call me Master instead."

The voice mixed with the sound of rain reaching both of their ears.

"What did Master mean by that?" Zhao Fujin didn’t understand.

"Senior Sister, actually, I wanted to tell you a long time ago."

"What?"

"Senior Sister, actually you are my Senior Sister."

"???"

...

The night wind was chilly, and the rain was pouring heavily.

It seemed there would be no pause throughout the night.

Jingru Palace.

Since that incident occurred, Consort Yu no longer stayed overnight at Jingru Palace; once night fell, regardless of how much she had lost today, she would leave Jingru Palace on time, without staying for a moment longer.

Afraid that lingering another moment would cause something to happen.

The sleeping palace was pitch black, only when lightning streaked across the night sky, was there a sliver of light.

With thunder and lightning, Ye Wanqiu couldn’t sleep. She opened the window, allowing the raging wind from outside to sweep in; the wind carried the rain, causing her to squint slightly.

This wasn’t her first restless night.

Ever since the "rumor" that Chen Mo was a Fake Eunuch spread in the palace, it began.

Even if she managed to fall asleep, nightmares would wake her up suddenly.

In the dream, Wei Xian barged in with people from the Eastern and Western factoria, saying, "Consort Jing, your affair with Chen Hong has been exposed..."

This nightmare kept Ye Wanqiu in a constant state of unrest, coupled with thoughts of Chen Mo every day, making a regular sleep nearly impossible.

Looking at the torrential rain outside.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a crash of lightning exploded in the sky, illuminating the world outside as if it were daylight. With the thunder passed, a silhouette appeared before her.

"Ah..." Ye Wanqiu flipped her eyes and fainted from fright.

"Wanqiu..." Chen Mo stood there stunned.

He hurriedly climbed through the window, closed it, and carried Ye Wanqiu to the bed.

Then he infused True Qi into her body to awaken her.

Soon, Ye Wanqiu’s eyelashes fluttered as she came to.

Upon opening her eyes, a blurry figure filled her view in the dark.

Ye Wanqiu jolted with fear, ready to scream again.

Chen Mo quickly covered her mouth, "Wanqiu, it’s me."

"Chen Hong..." Ye Wanqiu was startled, then furiously patted Chen Mo’s shoulder, "You...you scared me to death. Do you have to be this frightening? Can you stop appearing outside the window in the middle of the night..."

This time, Ye Wanqiu was genuinely frightened.

Already on edge, and with a figure appearing outside the window during a thundering, rainy night, it was a miracle she hadn’t fainted on the spot.

Chen Mo awkwardly scratched his head.

He couldn’t stay in the palace.

If he wanted to have a secret meeting with Ye Wanqiu, if not at night, then when?