Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace - Chapter 27

Chapter 27 27. Eight Desolate Suppressions

“Little Mirror, can you take my shift for me at the palace for a bit, I’ll come over later,” Chen Mo said.

“Okay. If the empress asks, I’ll say your stomach is not feeling well.” When Little Mirror heard that there was a chance to serve the empress, his eyes lit up.

There was no eunuch who didn’t want to be promoted, but they were just missing the opportunity.

Although he was also on duty in Weiyang Palace, he could hardly see the empress.

Chen Mo nodded.

After he sent Little Mirror away, Chen Mo closed the door.

After he invited Zhao Fujin to sit down and poured her some water diligently, he sat down opposite to her, and immediately said, “Your Royal Highness, is the Southern Zhou text translated?”

“Of course. I asked the teacher who studied the Southern Zhou script to translate it.” Zhao Fujin took out a piece of paper from her robe and spread it on the table, and immediately said, “Chen Hong, how are you going to thank me?”

The so-called teacher.

Those Confucians in Imperial College could all be called teachers.

“Thank you?” Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then got up and said respectfully, “Thank you, Your Royal Highness?”

“This is how you thank me?” Zhao Fujin’s face did not have the most pleased expression.

Chen Mo smiled bitterly, “Your Royal Highness, I am a eunuch, born in poverty, I can’t give anything to thank you.”

Zhao Fujin glanced around the room, except for a bed, a table, a few stools, and some daily necessities, there was really nothing else of value there.

After she thought about it, she said, “I’ll remember this, don’t forget about it.”

“Your Royal Highness, I’ll never forget,” Chen Mo said.

After Zhao Fujin gave Chen Mo a look that said I don’t think you’d dare, she pointed at the paper and said, “Chen Hong, let me tell you, you definitely got the better end of the deal for buying that small bronze bell for a thousand taels of silver. Do you know what martial arts are recorded on it?”

“What?” From Zhao Fujin’s expression, Chen Mo also knew that it was a great deal, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“The imperial martial arts of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the Eight Desolate Suppressions, an Upper Mythic, and an extremely domineering martial art, at that time the great general of the Southern Zhou Dynasty relied on this martial arts, and 10,000 troops to annihilate the army led by Menggan of the previous dynasty that consisted of a hundred thousand troops,” Zhao Fujin explained proudly. Chen Mo nodded in his mind.

As far as he was aware, while the force of the Great Song Dynasty was exaggerated, it did not reach the level of immortals.

An elite army was made up of almost all ninth-realm cultivators.

As for the imperial guards who guarded the imperial city, almost all the soldiers were eighth-realm cultivators.

Based on the description in the book, a first-realm cultivator could only fight off an imperial army of about 5,000 people.

If it was an imperial army of ten thousand people, once the battle formation was formed, it would be difficult for even a first-realm cultivator to escape.

It was incomparable with the tales described in novels where a first-realm cultivator could destroy a nation with just one move.

In addition, the longest a first-realm masters could live for was at most three hundred years, and most first-realm masters lived for about two hundred years.

Chen Mo’s breathing became a little more rapid. He gulped down his saliva and said, “Your Royal Highness, do you mean that this is the Eight Desolate Suppressions?”

Zhao Fujin nodded and said immediately, “But it’s not complete, there are only two moves. It is said that there are eight moves in the complete Eight Desolate Suppressions.”

“Ah…” Chen Mo’s eyes became a bit dimmer.

“Don’t be dissatisfied, you are lucky enough. These two moves just happen to be the first two moves, and you can practice them. If they are the middle two moves or the latter two moves, you can’t even practice them.” Zhao Fujin gave Chen Mo a side-eye.

“Your Royal Highness, it’s not that I’m dissatisfied, I just feel a little pity,” Chen Mo said.

“It’s a pity. It is said that when the Southern Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, the Southern Zhou royal family set fire to all the martial arts and cultivation methods in the palace, and those who practiced the Eight Desolate Suppressions were either killed in battle or in the fire.”

Zhao Fujin said regretfully, and then said, “I didn’t expect that there would be copies left.”

Chen Mo just listened quietly and didn’t interrupt.

Zhao Fujin looked at the paper in front of her, and suddenly thought of something, “I heard that the Eight Desolite Suppressions are extremely domineering, and women can’t practice it at all, you…”

Chen Mo understood what Zhao Fujin was saying, women are feminine, and eunuchs are too…

“Can’t eunuchs cultivate?” Chen Mo asked.

“Not necessarily. I only heard that women can’t cultivate, and for you… I don’t know if it will have any effect. You can try it,” Zhao Fujin said.

“No one in the palace should recognize the Eight Desolate Suppressions, right?” Chen Mo said suddenly.

Zhao Fujin nodded. “It’s been so long, no one can live till now, but there are some remnants of the Southern Zhou Dynasty who have been ravaging the palace recently, but my father said that there is no bloodline left from the Southern Zhou Royal Family. The remnant should not be able to recognize a royal martial

art.”

“That’s good.” Chen Mo murmured in his heart, then he joked, “Then I’ll give it a try. In case I get lucky and actually manage to master it.”

“Alright, after all, you are… a man,” Zhao Fujin said.

Just as Chen Mo put away the paper, he suddenly said, “Your Royal Highness, then

you…”

Chen Mo pointed to what was recorded on the paper.

“I have made a copy already.” Zhao Fujin smiled.

Chen Mo then accepted it, and said right away, “Your Royal Highness, it’s time for me to serve the empress.”

“Let’s go together, I also want to go and greet my mother.”

Chen Mo nodded.

Chen Mo followed behind Zhao Fujin. They walked towards the empress’ palace together.

But as soon as they arrived, they saw Xiao Yunxi’s back as she left in a hurry, followed by Wang Ying, Cai’er and the others.

Chen Mo looked at Little Mirror who did not follow along, and quickly asked, “Little Mirror, what happened?”

Little Mirror first greeted Zhao Fujin, then lowered his voice, “I heard that His Majesty fainted because of a sudden heart attack caused by something unpleasant and unexpected…” “What? My father, he…” When Zhao Fujin heard this, her expression changed drastically, and she ran in a panic whilst she lifted the hem of her dress.

“A sudden heart attack caused by something unpleasant and unexpected?” Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

Wait.

If the empress and the others are gone, I have a chance.

“Well, Little Mirror, go to the kitchen and blanch the meat for me. I’ll cook it later. You, you, go help.”

After he spoke to Little Mirror, he also told the two eunuchs who guarded the Empress’ palace to leave.

Chen Mo was popular in front of the empress, and now that the empress was not here and did not require people to tend her, Little Mirror, along with the two eunuchs at the door, hesitated for a moment before they nodded.

After Chen Mo sent them away, he looked around to confirm no one was around, then he slipped into the empress’ palace.

Then he walked towards the place where the phoenix seal was stored.

But when he got there.

Where did the Phoenix Seal go?

The place where the Phoenix Seal was stored was now empty.

So Chen Mo carefully looked around, while he paid close attention to the movement outside.

However, after he looked around, he did not find the phoenix seal.

But the imperial decree was still there.