[{"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-618":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},2347633,4587,"Chapter 618: Yun Wan Arrives, Only One Poem Left! (Happy New Year!)","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-618",618,"\u003Cp>The Gathering of Beauties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the aid of the Kun Xu Ding within his mind sea, Yu Ke had fully mastered the “Demon-Slaying Sword,” a technique that Xie Guan would have needed half a month to fully grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was now entirely under Yu Ke’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, once the simulation ended, whatever Xie Guan gained would merely reflect upon Yu Ke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, during direct participation, he could only borrow the strength of this body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not summon anything from his original world—not even recall the cultivation methods taught at Shenxiao Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed bound by a “One Leaf Obscures the Mountain” restriction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this scene, Yu Ke had no choice but to calm his mind and slowly open his eyes, surveying his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Onstage, the second courtesan’s performance had ended; her solo huqin melody was lingering and enchanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This courtesan came from Zixiao Pavilion, and her huqin skill was exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuanlai’s expression was wildly excited, for the huqin’s tune originated from Longxi Road—the very melody of his longed-for homeland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yaya, with her delicate sensibility, sensed Zhang Yuanlai’s emotional turmoil and silently extended her slender hand to tightly grasp his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a glance and smiled, their eyes brimming with tender affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Xiao watched this scene, his face darkening with quiet melancholy; he secretly envied them, yet could not hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and Zhang Yuanlai were both Licentiates, yet in the bustling capital of Bianjing, that meant little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were merely minor attendants to the young masters and ladies of the Nine Great Clans—summoned at will, dismissed without thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yaya had once been the top courtesan of Yuehua Pavilion, exceptionally intelligent; within years, her fame soared and her value doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Zhang Yuanlai to win her favor was truly climbing too high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Zhou Yuner served Xie Guan with eager attentiveness, refilling his cup with fresh wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Yu Ke did not refuse; he raised the cup and drained it in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Guan, what do you think of these three courtesans? Are they worthy of your attention?” Zhou Yuner asked softly, testing the waters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Ke’s gaze swept the audience below, where revelry surged—even the railings of Yaoxian Tower echoed with applause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people along both banks of the canal roared with joy, the scene wildly festive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Yu Ke felt no great stir within; he knew he was merely an outsider, a mere spectator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All are exquisite beauties,” Yu Ke replied with a faint smile, his tone slightly dismissive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Yuner secretly rejoiced—she feared most that Young Master Guan might develop feelings for any of the courtesans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had once witnessed the mad, absurd acts of lovesick men in the Western Pavilion, all desperate for a single smile from a courtesan—truly heartbreaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Young Master Guan seemed a composed man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the four-sided stage, the woman lightly stepped forward, bowed to the guests, then softly spoke the next poem theme—“Huqin on the Frontier”—before retreating slowly, leaving only a graceful silhouette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Xiao, upon hearing the theme, furrowed his brow in thought, his gaze occasionally drifting to Xie Guan, who remained seated, showing no sign of rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled his own earlier brushwork, and seeing Xie Guan’s masterpiece, felt he could not match it—so he refrained from showing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuanlai was different; hearing the music of his homeland, his poetic inspiration surged. He strode boldly to the table and picked up his brush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yu and the other two had not left; each harbored a question, waiting for the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guan’s previous minor lyric, though fitting, remained uncertain whether it would claim top honors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Xiao’s eyes suddenly brightened, fixed on two women approaching along the seating path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the woman in front, clad in a light gauze white robe—her figure graceful, her demeanor elegant and serene, unlike any ordinary woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alas, her face was veiled, concealing her features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following closely behind her was Li Xiangjun; the two appeared to be heading toward this table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, He Xiao quickly straightened his robes in respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yuner’s face flickered with surprise; she hurried forward warmly to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Yun, you’ve come? Aren’t you preparing for your performance at the Gathering of Beauties?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yaya, having seen Li Xiangjun depart earlier, had already suspected something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yu and the others were startled, suddenly remembering who this Yun girl was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Yuehua Pavilion’s courtesans—and one of today’s performers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a courtesan they could never approach—why had she come here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Wan’s gaze unconsciously fixed on the young man lounging in his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a refined plain robe, tall and slender; though his eyes were closed in meditation, when opened, they revealed a calm, composed aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, fine bearing,” Yun Wan thought to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Li Xiangjun stepped forward and introduced: “This is Young Master Guan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Ke raised his eyes to see a woman bowing gracefully, her voice as gentle as spring breeze: “Yun Wan greets Young Master Guan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yun Wan greets Young Master Guan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve veiled my face today out of necessity—it’s impolite, I beg Young Master Guan’s pardon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Ke felt a faint confusion; Xie Guan’s memories held no recollection of this woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yuner quickly explained: “Sister Yun isn’t just a courtesan of Yuehua Pavilion—she’s also the hostess of this Gathering of Beauties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Ke nodded slowly, showing no disrespect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, Miss Yun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yu and the others also fixed their gazes on this woman, realizing the courtesan had come for Xie Guan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with Li Xiangjun’s recent departure, and Yun Wan’s arrival now—was she here to request a poem for the finale?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought flashed through them, yet they found it unlikely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Yun Wan and Xie Guan had no prior connection; they knew nothing of his talent—why would she come so boldly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it really be because of his previous poem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the four-sided stage, lights blazed brightly as another woman stepped forth—Gong Sun Niangzi, the performer from the previous round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a flowing silk gown, utterly unlike her earlier bold red brocade attire; now she radiated elegance and soft beauty, revealing a new facet of her charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Sun Niangzi bowed gracefully onstage; all eyes turned to her, awaiting her announcement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yu and the others watched intently, filled with anticipation and tension—they longed to know whether Xie Guan’s poem would make the top three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yuner’s gaze was locked on the stage, her eyes gleaming with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Wan’s gaze also shifted toward the four-sided stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Sun Niangzi smiled faintly and said slowly: “Originally, three poems were to be selected as finalists. But one was so extraordinary, so unforgettable, that I have decided to make an exception—only this one shall be crowned champion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Xiao suddenly felt a premonition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yuner grew anxious—she feared Xie Guan’s poem might not be the one chosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the announcer solemnly posted the copied poem and covered it tightly with a bright red cloth, the atmosphere grew taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes fixed on the red cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Sun Niangzi lifted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minor lyric poem was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The announcer respectfully recited it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Wan’s eyes widened in shock; though she knew Xie Guan’s poem was exceptional, she had not expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Sun Niangzi had the audacity to choose only one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yuner beamed with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Guan, this poem is yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Xiao felt an inexplicable pang of loss—after today, the boy who once read quietly in his small courtyard would surely become famous throughout Bianjing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1274,"2026-06-21T01:33:03.787Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","977bbd74e3c5715e6ee29ac5c024195dd188391a5546f68089efde079f1d504e","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-619","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-617",728,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-cover.jpg"]