[{"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-704":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},2347719,4587,"Chapter 704","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-704",704,"\u003Cp>Yanbo Lake, atop Tingyu Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Renfeng leaned on the railing, gazing afar—suddenly, a crocodile beast burst from the lake’s depths, churning up towering waves. The clash between two upper-tier martial experts, though distant, sent palpable qi forces shaking his liver and gallbladder; he knew if he were caught in it, he’d only have his throat slit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile had just touched his lips when it froze instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the painted boat, crimson flames shot skyward. A glass-like Buddha hand emerged from the fire, slapping the crocodile beast back into the lake. The martial expert of the eighth realm, a burly man, missed his strike—before he could adjust, crimson flames erupted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The waves subsided. Xie Guan stood on the bow, seemingly unmoved, his sword still sheathed, his blue robe unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boat headed straight toward the lake’s center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sandalwood railing in Chen Mu’s hand snapped into two pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is Diaotianweng dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Mu’s voice lost its composure, laced with disbelief and fury. “What kind of demonic art is this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could no longer maintain his casual spectator’s demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, in Bianjing, a Primordial Spirit cultivator who had ignited divine fire was an extraordinary treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention this was a retainer the Xie Fu had nurtured for years at immense cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most stunned was Xie Renfeng—he had assumed Xie Guan merely had slightly superior martial cultivation, never imagining he possessed such power, far surpassing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he had killed a divine-fire cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yuan’s face turned as dark as water. Though he had anticipated Xie Guan’s upper-tier martial strength, he never expected him to slay a peer with a mere flick of the wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, the monk Du Kong frowned deeply and said gravely: “Diaotianweng was simply overconfident. That crimson flame is peculiar—it specifically counters yin-spirit arts. He didn’t cultivate his martial body and was frail; the crocodile beast took Xie Guan’s strike yet remained unharmed. That fire burned his Primordial Spirit to ash—otherwise, he wouldn’t have died in one blow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared intently at the lake’s surface: “That glass Buddha hand… resembles Buddhist techniques, strikingly similar to Master Lianchi’s Surging Buddha Hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Lan Zhen Shu, however, noticed something else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, the burly man had clearly struck Xie Guan—yet the man had vanished like smoke and clouds, leaving only a talisman drifting down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of Primordial Spirit technique is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yuan narrowed his eyes, thoughtful: “It seems Daoist, yet not of the Three True Ones’ lineage. To evade the real and strike the void with such a method—truly devious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Mu’s eyes swirled with malice, his knuckles whitening from clenching: “Xie Guan truly deserves to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet all present were no ordinary men; even amid such upheaval, they remained composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twelve upper-tier cultivators gathered together—even a supreme expert of the ninth martial realm might not escape unscathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the imperial court’s Grand Eunuch Xiao Yu, his pupils contracted into vertical slits, spoke in a shrill tone: “Fine Xie Guan—so young, yet already reached the Primordial Spirit Ninth Realm, Ziwei Hengjie!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yuan slowly rolled his chair forward, his gaze deep as a still pool: “Thirteen years old… Ziwei Hengjie. Truly terrifying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused. “His martial cultivation may lag slightly, but he’s barely a step away from condensing true yuan and ascending to the upper tier—likely to break through within half a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, He Lan Zhen Shu’s heart trembled. Though he had suspected it, confirmation from Xiao Yu and Liu Yuan still left him stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Mu gradually calmed, a killing intent flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteen years old, Ziwei Hengjie, and martial sixth realm, Raozhi Rou—such talent was unmatched even among the direct heirs of Bianjing’s Nine Great Clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly sneered: “Exchange Diaotianweng’s life for a prodigy who might one day ascend to the rank of World Grandmaster…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not a bad deal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder what Sixth Brother would think if he knew.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Lan Zhen Shu, ever proud, could not help exclaiming aloud: “Truly a demon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the eldest son of the Changsheng Heaven Khan, he had enjoyed the finest cultivation resources since childhood, and only reached the divine-fire realm at thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know this: only after igniting divine fire does one truly enter the ranks of the powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deeper his cultivation, the more he understood the terror of the realms beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glory of those who stand among the World Grandmasters was unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a frog from a well, finally seeing the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why…?” Xie Renfeng’s face twisted in rage. “He’s just a bastard son!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went mad: “It’s him! He must have stolen the talent from my Xie Family Courtyard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His screams went ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle on the lake shifted abruptly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two swift boats cut through the waves—a woman in a fur hat whipped her golden whip like a serpent’s tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunken monk swelled in size, like a wild elephant charging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-browed elder waved his hand, condensing water into ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blind woman’s strings trembled, unleashing invisible blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crocodile beast stirred the waters again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swordsman walked upon the water, his blade’s cold gleam reflecting on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, killing intent surged like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight or nine upper-tier experts struck simultaneously—their murderous qi solidified into tangible force, howling gales churning the lake into towering waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Lan Zhen Shu stood with hands behind his back: “With such an array, even Ziwei Hengjie cannot escape death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Renfeng’s face contorted: “Xie Guan, die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Liu Yuan suddenly narrowed his eyes—he sensed, with sharp perception, countless threadlike sword qi gathering silently beneath the lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All realized: the boy on the lone boat had, without notice, taken up his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu frowned, about to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire lake trembled; the wind chimes on Tingyu Tower swayed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear, resonant sword cry pierced the sky—the boy’s crisp voice rang out above the storm of killing sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone heard it clearly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if I insist that this lake water—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lake’s surface exploded into ten thousand water droplets, each reflecting a chilling sword gleam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“—roar for me, Xie Guan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade of light shot skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fierce was its sword intent that all the lake’s waters recoiled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what kind of sword is this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Su Su’s rose-petal lips parted slightly, her throat choked as if blocked, her voice trembling with difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, seeing the lake’s masters launch their assault, she had gripped her sword hilt, ready to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in that split second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one who had trained with the sword since childhood, she suddenly felt the entire lake had become a drawn blade!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chilling sword qi stung her skin, yet she saw the boy now holding his sword in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her suddenly constricted pupils, time seemed to freeze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast winds danced wildly across the lake’s surface!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright moonlight and shimmering ripples intertwined!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant sunlight pierced the lake’s deep depths!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast mists rose from the water!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intent of life, death, stillness, and annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Confucian grand righteous qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And within all this, six utterly distinct sword intents wove silently beneath the lake, finally merging into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment the boy fully unsheathed his sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the nine heavens. Luo Su Su trembled as she stared at the lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never imagined sword art could reach such a realm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qingsu’s flying knives had long since fallen from his numb fingers. He bit his teeth so hard his knuckles bled from the scattered sword qi, yet felt nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lake water erupted skyward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Huai’an heard only the boy’s wild, exultant words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if I insist that this lake water roar for me, Xie Guan?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He involuntarily opened his mouth, unable to find any fitting word, momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, he recalled the words his grandfather had uttered after witnessing the Second Master’s sword—words famed throughout the land—and murmured unconsciously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One book, one sword—my life’s path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fulfilled my reckless fame for fifteen years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Zixin and the other girl stood frozen, their eyes reflecting this astonishing scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lake’s waters crashed down like a sudden downpour, stirring waves upon the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Su Su quickly focused her gaze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lake’s surface was now stained crimson; the masters who had attacked lay scattered like fallen leaves, sinking into the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crocodile beast that had stirred the waves had been cleaved cleanly in two, its corpse slowly floating up—a massive crocodile, its jaws gaping wide, powerless to close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the vast ripples!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a solitary leaf-like boat was seen, the boy still clad in a green robe, though his aura had weakened considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant’s half-body had been severed, yet he clung desperately to the boat’s edge, refusing to let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed continuously from his seven orifices; with his last breath, he rasped, “What kind of sword can break through the Buddha’s Golden Immortal Body…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the lake’s surface, several martial experts, though their strength was spent, floated up in a final flash of vitality before death, seeking to die with purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Primordial Spirit cultivator who had struck earlier had already perished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunken monk’s corpse resembled a punctured sack, his abdomen torn open, internal organs blurred and visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wide-open eyes still fixed on you, blood oozing from his mouth: “What kind of sword? The monk dies with eyes unclosed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, the woman wielding the golden whip struggled desperately toward Tingyu Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her severed arm stained a patch of lake water red; her face covered in blood and grime, yet she still strained forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Tingyu Tower, utter silence reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were still immersed in the lingering aura of that single sword strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Renfeng’s face was ashen; he clutched his head, eyes blank with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Chen Mu’s hand, the precious jade pendant was crushed into shards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone’s dead!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All dead—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Lan Zhen Shu stared fixedly at the corpses floating in the lake, and the massive crocodile carcass rising to the surface; the thick stench of blood made him breathe faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drizzling lake water fell like tears, stirring countless tiny ripples across the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it struck the small boat in the lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the lake water parted around the boy, not a single raindrop touching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu said, startled, “This is… Master Er’s Nine Swords!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yuan’s gaze returned from shock, gradually hardening as he spoke coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter what sword it is, Xie Guan must die today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This grudge cannot go unavenged!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Eunuch in charge of court rituals narrowed his eyes sharply: “This boy has too heavy a killing intent. That sword strike must have consumed all his Ziwei Hengjie cultivation; he cannot wield it again for a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pale fingers slowly clenched tighter. “He hid the sword in the lake all along, waiting for this moment. Now—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let us unite and kill him. Today we’ve lost so many. If Prince Yan holds us accountable… can we leave this without results? First, take Xie Guan’s life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Yu no longer concealed his cultivation; his aura ran deep as an abyss, his essence and blood surging like a great river, a golden core of chaotic qi radiating from his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninth realm of martial cultivation: “Xuandan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yuan, no more holding back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yuan’s eyes flashed with cold light; he rose from his wheelchair, no longer concealing his Ziwei Hengjie cultivation—instead, a chilling aura of demonic energy surged forth, his base surpassing even Kongdu and He Lan Zhen Shu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently rejoiced—bringing Xiao Yu from Prince Yan’s mansion was indeed the right choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninth realm, Xuandan: body as golden and unbreakable, aura endless and unceasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guan, how will you survive this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Lan Zhen Shu and Kongdu also abandoned concealment; their auras surged violently—both were clearly upper realm experts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four figures leapt from the tower’s peak, standing upon the water’s surface midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words. No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing intent had arrived; all four struck at once!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You slowly closed your eyes; your internal qi had dried up like a drained marsh. That sword strike burned nearly all your Primordial Spirit energy—no strength remained to follow.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【This was merely, the Six Swords United!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The lake fell silent; corpses floated with the waves. Those martialists who received no reply died with eyes wide open in defiance—along with the fleeing woman, her eyes bulging, forever sinking into the lake’s dark depths.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Only one still breathed.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【A female Daoist priestess, drenched in blood, clutching her chest tightly, clad in a Daoist robe; she sealed all her major acupoints, yet was barely alive.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【She was the Daoist priestess of the Great Sui Crown Prince’s household, Liu Yuan’s personal guardian, and the last to strike.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【She gasped, lifting her head. “Why didn’t you kill me?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The small boat glided forward, passing her.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You slowly opened your eyes and said calmly, “For the sake of Master Sanzhen Lu Chen, I spare your life.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The priestess froze. “Master Lu Chen…?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【The name Sanzhen Sect, revered like a celestial deity.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2193,"2026-06-21T01:33:03.787Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c8bff9633e3f18027cbda31a9bdebc03db1189834288eb644a47cc47e322ca8e","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-705","simulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-chapter-703",728,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimulated-to-reality-i-once-looked-down-upon-ten-cover.jpg"]