With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 318 - 264: The Princess of a Fallen Kingdom—Adrift Like Duckweed, Life as Insignificant as Grass (Part 2)

Chapter 318: Chapter 264: The Princess of a Fallen Kingdom—Adrift Like Duckweed, Life as Insignificant as Grass (Part 2)

"Capture the Pseudo Emperor, and be granted marquis status! Bestow Golden Core opportunities!"

"Capture members of the Imperial Family, and be promoted to Centurion, granted Foundation Establishment opportunities!"

"No withdrawal until the city is broken!"

The array shattered, and a massive meteor descended from the sky, smashing the last trace of the Spiritual Qi array at the city gate. A vanguard team wearing Magic Artifact Armor charged in, followed by roaring Foundation Establishment Powerhouses.

The army, like ravenous wolves, poured in madly.

Meteors crashed into the city, shattering the last remnants of resistance in Tianfeng Imperial City.

The cries of slaughter.

The roars.

The sounds of resistance.

The last experts in the city led their families to flee, and the Great Wei Army did not care.

Some experts chose to resist, but they were mercilessly suppressed.

Spiritual Qi violently fluctuated in the prosperous city.

The flames of war quickly spread to the palaces of the Royal Palace...

Jiangg Zhiqing, on the second floor of a tall building, had just sent a distress signal to several sects in Jing Sea Realm, but there was no response.

She sat cross-legged, slowly wiping a Spiritual Longsword.

No matter how pampered Jiangg Zhiqing was, she was still a Foundation Establishment Powerhouse.

This was why her father believed they could escape the city. With concealment and the use of bestowed Artifacts, the chances of a Foundation Establishment expert escaping in such chaos were significant.

However, Jiangg Zhiqing had already decided not to run.

The maids and guards around Jiangg Zhiqing simultaneously tied white silk bands on their heads.

Jiangg Zhiqing also raised her hair, slowly laying the band over her fair forehead.

Suddenly, there was turmoil below.

The eunuchs and palace maids began to flee in panic, carrying resources and treasures from the Imperial Palace.

Chaos and panic reigned in what was once an orderly palace.

In the distance, several plumes of smoke rose.

Even within the palace, the cries and sounds of battle could be faintly heard from afar.

An army of Qi Refining Cultivators charged into the palace.

The people of the Royal Palace were slaughtered, and resources were plundered.

Fire blazed fiercely within the grand palace.

"Outnumbered and unable to fight anymore. Princess, the city has fallen, the nation is doomed. Let me do this last thing for you, Princess, flee quickly!"

A young general erupted with True Essence, his spear lunging like a dragon.

The next moment, he was beheaded by a strongman of the Great Wei.

These elite guards of the princess were indeed formidable, but they were too weak in the face of endless Immortal Army.

"Princess Mu Xin?"

"How fortunate, we’ve caught a big fish!"

The woman in luxurious clothing, her robe tattered, was forced deep into the palace, with no one else left by her side.

Everyone had died protecting the princess.

Jiangg Zhiqing’s intricate hairstyle was disheveled, a few hairpins fell to the ground.

Jiangg Zhiqing held her Longsword, coldly watching the approaching Foundation Establishment generals.

A hint of despair flickered in Jiangg Zhiqing’s eyes.

Her talent was not outstanding to begin with. Without the princess title, she was merely an Early-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

"A fallen princess, floating like duckweed, life like chaff."

The tall palace walls blocked out the sunlight.

Two teams of Great Wei Cultivators looked at this fallen princess with fierce eyes.

"Princess, why aren’t you running?"

"Hahaha, Princess? Maybe we’ll meet you at the Teaching Bureau one day, and I’ll make sure to properly pamper you then."

"Brother Li, what nonsense, can’t we pamper her now?"

"Fool, a pristine princess can earn a lot of merit."

Without a moment’s hesitation, Jiangg Zhiqing flashed her sword, aiming to pierce her own throat.

The next second, a light flashed, and the Longsword was knocked away.

"Princess, don’t die."

"Even if you die, you’ll be made into a Corpse Puppet, such beauty might still be used for something else, you know?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Jiangg Zhiqing did not speak, purple blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She laughed.

Laughter as bright as a summer blossom in bloom.

Yet at this moment, like fallen leaves, her Vitality slipped away.

"Celestial Pigeon Poison."

"Damn, even the body can’t be used while it’s fresh."

The faces of several Great Wei Foundation Establishment Cultivators twisted with anger as they rushed forward.

Jiangg Zhiqing had already decided, although she couldn’t join her father and brother on the battlefield, she could die alongside them.

"Indeed, without the title of princess, I am nothing..."

Jiangg Zhiqing fell to the ground, her long robe spread out like a blooming flower, tragically beautiful.

"A fallen princess, floating like duckweed, life like chaff..."

Jiangg Zhiqing gazed at the sky, but... why were there human shadows in the sky?

"Boom——"

Black shadows and blood fell from the sky.

"Swish————"

Bloody shadows swept like ghosts, snatching away Great Wei elite cultivators in an instant.

"Who dares provoke my Great Wei?!"

"Hehehe, kid, remember your grandpa’s name, Laughing Blood Bat of the Blood Demon Sect."

"And me, Thousand Blood Sword of the Blood Demon Sect."

"I’m Zhang Zhu, you little bastards, you’re done for, you messed with our Master Linglin, you’re finished, hahahaha."

Sinister and eerie laughter rang out.

"Just a few Foundation Establishment Powerhouses, don’t panic!"

The Late-Stage Foundation Establishment on the scene showed surprise, but did not panic.

"Blood Demon Sect, Cai Teng, at your service," a steady voice sounded in his ear.

Subsequently, powerful Blood Qi erupted, and the face of this Late-Stage Foundation Establishment showed fear before being dragged into the distance by a black shadow, a strong wave of Spiritual Qi exploded.

Blood Qi and True Essence clashed, the majestic city walls cracked in places.

Above the high walls, a tall figure in wide black robes looked down.

Beside him, powerful cultivators watched below like hungry gray wolves.

They were a bit regretful, only so few Foundation Establishment Cultivators below, taken so quickly.

That one even shouted his own name so loudly, just wanting Master Linglin to remember it.

And you, Cai Teng, you’re Master Linglin’s Direct Disciple, why are you still competing for merit?

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators near Xiang Wuji appeared sinister and cold, but in their hearts, they were silently cursing.

Xiang Wuji remained silent, watching the tragically beautiful woman, whose Vitality was about to fade, like a short-lived flower.

The black shadow descended, the black robe stirred a breeze, moving Jiangg Zhiqing’s long eyelashes.

Jiangg Zhiqing struggled to open her eyes.

A large hand gripped her tender chin.

A pill was forcibly fed to her, and abundant True Essence surged into Jiangg Zhiqing’s body, refining the medicinal power.

Jiangg Zhiqing was already dazed, as if drunk.

She struggled to raise her hand, trying to push away the large hand pressing on her mouth.

"No, no..."

Xiang Wuji, expressionless, quietly watched Jiangg Zhiqing.

"There are still things I need to confirm, you cannot die."

With that, Xiang Wuji picked up Jiangg Zhiqing.

Her delicate body was soft, her disheveled long hair fluttered in the wind, strands brushed against Xiang Wuji’s face.

"Enough playing, let’s go."

Xiang Wuji impatiently said.

The Blood Demon Sect’s Foundation Establishment cultivators, who were tormenting the Great Wei Foundation Establishment to please Xiang Wuji, shuddered, quickly crushed their opponents, and followed Xiang Wuji.

A powerful team emerged from the Royal Palace, naturally drawing the attention of many Great Wei cultivators.

But as Xiang Wuji’s aura slowly released, the majestic Golden Core pressure spread, and no one dared to approach in the Great Wei Immortal Army.

As Xiang Wuji was about to leave the Imperial Capital,

an elderly Daoist in a robe, holding the head of a furious mid-aged man, blocked Xiang Wuji’s path.

"Sir, what is this?"

Xiang Wuji’s eyebrows slightly raised, "You want to stop me?"

A Ghost God’s illusory shadow flashed behind Xiang Wuji.

"I intend to take her today, who dares stop me?"