[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten":3,"chapter-simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-29":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simulated to Reality: I Once Looked Down Upon Ten Thousand Ages?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2347044,4587,"Chapter 29: The Grand Master Realm, Yet the Blood Still Burns","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-29",29,"\u003Cp>It was no surprise to Yu Ke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lu family army has won!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the numerical disparity wasn’t too great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight thousand against thirty thousand Iron Tread, plus ten thousand supporting infantry—the enemy had only five times their numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when fighting with one’s back to the water does true heroism emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments of desperation, when life and death hang in the balance, astonishing feats often arise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Ke smiled faintly, sharing in the glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simulation continues!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The Battle of Hulao Pass ended in a decisive victory; the Northern Wind army retreated in disarray.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【As the two armies pursued each other, an unexpected event occurred—four robed monks in white robes appeared on the battlefield without warning.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【They slipped into the gap in the army’s formation, leaving only a handful of personal guards beside Lu Jiaxuan and his two sons.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The four came with ill intent; one emaciated old monk, using only his bare hands, gripped a galloping warhorse so firmly it could not move, leaving all stunned.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu’s face turned pale: “Worse than feared—these are the esoteric masters of Great Snow Mountain!” He knew these Tibetan Buddhist monks from the Western Regions possessed unfathomable power and were no ordinary sectarians.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【He immediately ordered Lu Jiaxuan and his sons to retreat, while he stayed behind to hold off the four.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk murmured “Amitabha,” his face serene with compassion, then flung his prayer beads with force, shattering the horses’ legs of all three.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Seeing this, Ouyang Jingyu faced the old monk as if confronting a mortal threat.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lu Yu merely sneered.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Though the old monk appeared frail with age, his blood qi surged like that of a middle-aged man, causing Ouyang Jingyu to suspect—could this be Long Shu, the abbot of Great Snow Mountain?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【That was a master on the verge of Grand Master realm.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Looking at the four monks before you, you frowned in confusion.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You trained on Mount Zhongnan, devoted mostly to solitary cultivation, rarely inquiring about other sects.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lu Yu, however, knew every sect inside out. He explained: “The Northern Wind’s Great Snow Mountain is one of the esoteric Buddhist sects. They cultivate the flesh-mind path, revere the Joyful Buddha, and worship the ‘Deity of Desire’ and ‘God of Love,’ believing that the union of yin and yang is the origin of all life.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Their disciples often keep several female concubines, treated like pigs and dogs, bound with ropes. Great Snow Mountain holds exalted status in the Northern Wind; several khans of the Northern Wind have trained there.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Countless women from Daqing have been captured by the Northern Wind and sent to Great Snow Mountain, Gong  these monks cultivate their arts by siphoning their primordial yin.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Once a woman is drained, she lives only a few years—this is a demonic art.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lu Yu scoffed dismissively: “Just a heretical cult that couldn’t survive in the Western Regions. Their so-called cultivation methods are trivial, unworthy of mention.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu shook his head at this: “Boy, you don’t know the height of heaven or depth of earth. Great Snow Mountain has been the martial pillar of the Northern Wind for centuries, the undisputed leader of the martial world.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You suddenly understood—it was nothing but a band of lecherous monks, using women as tools for cultivation, their crimes utterly monstrous.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【How many women had this old monk violated to attain his current power?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu sensed their qi—aside from the old monk’s obscure aura, the other three all radiated the pressure of Master realm.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【With their horses crippled, Lu family father and sons could not flee far; if caught, death was certain.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu was filled with desperate anxiety.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ordinary men stood no chance against a Master; he knew Lu Yu was no ordinary youth, but he was still too young—given time, he might one day become a Master.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and blocked the four monks—he could not let the Lu family army’s commander die here. How could he face Wang Yang?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【If Lu Jiaxuan died, the Northern Wind would surely return with full force.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk stayed behind to face Ouyang Jingyu, sending the other three toward you.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu was famed for his broadsword—seventy-two catties heavy, his strikes wide and sweeping like a general commanding troops, earning him the title “General’s Sword.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Yet the old monk blocked every strike with bare hands, forcing Ouyang Jingyu into steady retreat; within ten moves, the counterforce numbed his palms and made his arms ache.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【He was certain now—the man was Long Shu, abbot of Great Snow Mountain, famed across the Northern Wind martial world for his “Arhat’s Art of Subduing Dragons and Tigers.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk smiled faintly, his gaunt face twisting into a smile: “Amitabha, young disciple, since you’ve guessed my identity, why resist further?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Your skills are not weak. If you join my sect, you shall become my fourth disciple. I shall spare your life and show you the ultimate pleasures of the mortal world—isn’t that better?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Masters were rare across the land; Great Snow Mountain had only six.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu roared: “Go to hell, bald bastard!”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk paid no mind, smiling still, but increased his force further.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu’s broadsword could no longer hold—he was on the verge of losing it.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The gap between Master and near-Grand Master was immense—he had already touched the threshold of Primordial realm; his strength and speed had multiplied manyfold, far beyond Ouyang Jingyu’s capacity to match.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Primordial realm was the ultimate goal of all martial cultivators.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【At that moment, a voice rang out.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Old monk, you should let him be your first disciple—you seem to have no disciples left.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Another voice rang out.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lu Yu had appeared before them, unseen until now.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk turned in confusion—and the sight before him made his eyes bulge.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【His three disciples lay dead in pools of blood, lifeless.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk could not believe it—his eyes blazed with fury. Losing three Masters was a crippling blow to Great Snow Mountain.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Even Ouyang Jingyu, who had just caught his breath, stared in shock.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【He looked again at the boy—Lu Yu’s body pulsed with Primordial qi, no martial stance assumed, yet a Quanyi  radiated naturally from him.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“This is the… Void-Mind Fist of the Three Truth Sect!”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Punch intent enveloped his body—Master realm.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu was suddenly startled.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lu Yu had entered Master realm—but how could he have killed three Masters of equal level in an instant?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【His heart tightened with suspicion, then he dismissed it immediately.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk roared: “You killed my disciples—I’ll make you pay with your life!”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The outcome was inevitable—Long Shu held out only a dozen strikes before Lu Yu crushed his shoulder with a fist seal, then struck his skull with another, blood gushing from all seven orifices.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The old monk’s eyes remained wide open as he died.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【His eyes stared unblinking, lips murmuring: “Grand Master realm… how is this possible!”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ouyang Jingyu’s eyes were equally wide—he had frozen upon hearing Long Shu’s final words.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【A Grand Master at twenty? How could this be? Yet the truth lay before him—he could not deny it.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The Battle of Hulao Pass ended in triumph: eight thousand Lu soldiers shattered forty thousand, slaying over thirty thousand.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The news shook the entire realm.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【It was Daqing’s first major victory in twenty years.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Across the south, households spread the word—within days, the name “Lu family army” echoed throughout the land.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【As the Northern Wind army withdrew beyond the Yellow River, Wang Yang stood atop the city wall, trembling, tears streaming down his face.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【We won. We truly won.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【On this day, your father—who hadn’t drunk in years—brought out his treasured wine.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Hulao Pass rang with music and revelry; your father and Wang Yang drank themselves into oblivion.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wang Yang truly noticed you for the first time, praising you: “You carry a thousand armies within your breast.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【He praised Lu Yu: “A warrior of ten thousand.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You merely smiled faintly.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Clearly, Lu Yu disliked the title—he muttered silently: “Isn’t that just a brute?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your father was thoroughly drunk—you hurried to support him: “Father, you’re drunk.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your father laughed: “I’m not drunk, son. My heart is light.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【He raised his cup and cried aloud.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Twenty years of humiliation and loss, twenty years of desperate flight—our homeland lost, Lu Jiaxuan’s spirit broken.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Few soldiers, weak generals, defeat after defeat, wasted years, time slipping away.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Old age approaches—how can I ever reclaim our mountains and rivers?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“But today, I have seen hope.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Ten years of drinking ice—yet my blood still burns.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1437,"2026-06-21T01:32:57.622Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9ec13e5d1d5c07d9745915f70acd0e2ec01ababbcffc4a7cbc014ddc2283c86c","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-30","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-28",728,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-cover.jpg"]