[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re":3,"chapter-simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-chapter-202":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneous Transmigration: Starting from the Return to the Main God Space",{"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},2329950,4556,"Chapter 202: A Thousand Years of Cultivation Earns Lu Dongxuan (Requesting Monthly Votes","simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-chapter-202",202,"\u003Cp>In the Three Northern Provinces, across a broad open plain, the thunder of hooves never ceased, startling birds and beasts all around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, a simple yet exquisitely crafted bronze chariot gradually came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight wall lamps were embedded along the front, back, and center of the chariot, and even as it raced forward, the flames within remained perfectly steady—clearly the work of master craftsmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more astonishing was the fact that the charioteers were two young women, both of extraordinary beauty and elegant attire, clearly of noble birth; their driving technique displayed martial prowess, making them first-rate masters even by Jianghu standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet these two formidable beauties were reduced to the role of drivers—a waste of talent, most Jianghu folk would say—and no one could imagine the exalted status of the person inside the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a slender white hand emerged from the window, lifting the delicate curtain to reveal a face of peerless grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the scenery recede along the imperial road, Jun Pianxian’s eyes brightened, filled with profound wonder and satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, the events of the past month felt like a dream, more thrilling and joyful than the entirety of her life before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, though raised in luxury and later crowned Empress of the Western Chu, she had never known freedom—like a golden oriole trapped in a gilded cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Color Armor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Thirteen Autumn Armors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The title sounded grand, placed alongside legendary figures like Huang Longshi and Li Chungang, yet its true meaning was profoundly tragic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To others, she was merely a beauty meant to entertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even months ago, when the Beiliang army attacked Xileibi and the Chu state teetered on collapse, some used this title to blame her—a red-haired calamity—for the nation’s ruin; countless ignorant commoners cursed her, demanding Emperor Jiang Ren sentence her to death to boost morale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for the many unforeseen turns and the man now sharing the carriage with her, Jun Pianxian could not imagine what fate awaited her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she thought of this, her waist tightened slightly—a warm, large hand had encircled her, gently pulling her into his embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you thinking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the beauty settled against him, Wu Xian inhaled the faint fragrance from her hair and teased, “I feel like you’re whispering ill of me in your mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servant has not…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the tender moments of recent days, Jun Pianxian’s cheeks flushed, yet she gathered courage and looked up at Wu Xian’s youthful, handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to believe that this man, rumored to be a monstrous demon with green face, fangs, three heads, and six arms, who single-handedly slaughtered forty thousand troops, was in truth such a beautiful youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than that, his temperament was nothing like the cruel, violent tales told of him—he was gentle, witty, and never imposed restrictions upon her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever possible, he fulfilled every wish, even willing to teach her martial arts and never objected to her appearing in public, though it often caused uproar—each time effortlessly resolved by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling was like something from a romance novel, so unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As mentioned earlier, though born into a noble family, Jun Pianxian had long dreamed of wandering the Jianghu as a fearless female hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the past month, the true number-one person under heaven had been by her side daily, as if the hero of a novel had come alive—she was the beloved heroine, utterly unlike the suffocating control of the imperial palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt her life was complete; even if she died now, she would have no regrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, you treat me so well…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Pianxian spoke these words, resting her head against Wu Xian’s chest, her face radiant with happiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this all it takes to please you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian smiled helplessly, thinking how easily ancient women were satisfied—he’d merely applied a fraction of modern men’s dating tactics and treated Jun Pianxian as an equal, emphasizing gentleness and respect; compared to professional lickspittles, he was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet before he’d even tried, she’d already fallen—Wu Xian began to doubt his own charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, his gaze grew hotter, his hand on her waist growing bolder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Not here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing his intent, Jun Pianxian blushed furiously, quickly pressing down his hand in futile resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, they can’t hear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian whispered, raising a hand to block the surrounding aura, concealing the car’s ensuing springtime scene…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the chariot traveled north, unhurried, as if Wu Xian were truly touring mountains and waters, taking Jun Pianxian to visit cities along the way, savoring local customs and delicacies—playfully wandering the mortal world, free and unbound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, Jun Pianxian’s striking beauty caused frequent disturbances and attracted the covetous eyes of Jianghu figures; initially, the two Chu palace maids handled most threats, and when rare tough opponents appeared, Wu Xian dispatched them effortlessly, further confirming the true value of the Autumn Color Armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly realized Emperor Jiang Ren had been wise—someone as beautiful as Jun Pianxian was fortunate to have spent her life locked in the palace; had she roamed the Jianghu as a heroine, her fate would have been no better than those in neighboring martial worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, another half-month passed; as they entered the heartland of the Three Northern Provinces, Wu Xian’s journey with his companion finally reached its first destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancestral land of Daoism: Mount Wudang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This majestic mountain range boasted two pools, four ponds, nine wells, twenty-four deep ravines, thirty-six cliffs, and eighty-one peaks, with a pavilion every five li and a temple every ten li, vermilion walls and jade tiles gleaming in delicate splendor; centered on the Tai Zhen Palace atop Yuzhu Peak, the eighty-one peaks leaned downward in reverence, forming the famed Eighty-One Peaks Paying Homage to the Great Summit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five hundred years ago in this world, Wudang was the foremost Daoist holy site of the previous dynasty, and due to Lu Zu’s presence, it had long overshadowed Long Hushan, another Daoist ancestral seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after Lu Zu’s “ascension,” Wudang’s fortune waned; Long Hushan rose in its place, and with the founding of the Liyang Dynasty, both aligned to jointly suppress Wudang, causing its ranks to wither until it nearly sealed its gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Wudang had lain dormant for centuries, as Lu Zu’s former Daoist seat, no one dared underestimate its thousand-year legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, the current abbot Wang Chonglou was said to have once shattered the entire raging Canglang River with a single Immortal’s Finger Point—whether exaggerated or not, he remained a revered elder immortal of the Daoist sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after mastering the Daoist sect’s most obscure art, the Great Yellow Court, Wudang showed signs of revival, causing Long Hushan to grow wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was the original timeline; now, due to one man’s interference, the fortunes of Liyang and Long Hushan had nearly vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter had lost most of its Four Heavenly Masters, leaving only Zhao Xiyi, who despised martial arts—its decline was now inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, looking again at the four characters Lu Zu had left on Wudang: “Xuanwu Shall Rise,” everything seemed to foretell Wudang’s imminent resurgence and its return to supremacy among Daoist sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day, the number-one person under heaven, the former Western Chu Empress’s tutor, “Yuan Shi Daluo Tian,” ascended Mount Wudang with the exiled Empress of Chu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A hundred years of cultivation earns you Xu Fengnian; a thousand years earns you Lu Dongxuan…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian gazed up at a distant peak, a mocking smile in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to see whether this man—dead, then alive, then dead again, claimed to have cultivated for seven hundred years as the world’s foremost orthodox master—is truly as miraculous as the legends say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Requesting monthly votes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1298,"2026-06-20T19:56:31.321Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3dd0d3b64f8ba2002dd4d3e9b3a5886e26a638e2a2291a5875825fe99c41fd3e","simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-chapter-203","simultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-chapter-201",339,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneous-transmigration-starting-from-the-re-cover.jpg"]