Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 446: Madam Ruan enters the upper three realms to watch the sea!
[You walked out of the bluestone street beside Yanbo Lake holding Wutong, and ran into Xie Yuan who was rushing over.]

[He was still worried, so he chased after her. He was exhausted and came all alone.]

[But I saw that he held a long sword similar to yours in his right hand, with a goose-feather knife hanging from his waist, and his clothes fluttering, which gave him a dignified aura. However, his face showed anxiety and a willingness to live and die together.]

[From the time you stepped into Misty Lake to the time you left, despite all the twists and turns, it only took a quarter of an hour.]

[Before Xie Yuan could reach the lake, you two met at the corner of the long street.]

【Xie Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, with a look of surprise on his face: "Brother Guan, are you okay?"】

[“Just now I saw from afar a thousand dragon guards rushing into the center of the lake, and I thought…” He swallowed his words back halfway through, and his eyes fell on Wutong who was sleeping in your arms.]

[“Why did Wutong fall asleep again?” He frowned, “Last time it was at the Banquet of Beauties, and today it’s at Yanbo Lake again. Is everything ok?”]

[You looked down at Wutong who was sleeping in your arms and said softly, "It's okay, I just fell asleep because I was too tired."]

【Xie Yuan saw that you were all safe and sound, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed.】

[He let out a long sigh, raised his hand to stop a passing carriage, and lifted the curtain to signal you to get on first.]

[As the carriage slowly moved forward, Xie Yuan couldn't help but joked, "In ordinary plays, young masters and young ladies are kidnapped by strong men, but this one in our family is different. A little maid has become a rich lady." He smiled and shook his head, "How many times has this happened?"]

[The carriage rolled over the bluestone road and drove towards Xie's house.]

【Xie Yuan lowered his voice and said, "Among those people today, is Xie Renfeng among them?"】

[“It’s the Great Sui Crown Prince Liu Yuan and others, including the Prince of Yan and the Thirteenth Prince Chen Mu.”]

【Xie Yuan looked surprised, and recalled the murderous intent of the prince who used his retainers to dance with swords at Qimochunfang.】

[He asked puzzledly, "Brother Guan, how did you get into trouble with them?"]

[You shook your head, "I didn't offend them, but I offended someone who I couldn't offend,"]

【Xie Yuan sighed, "Once you are in the martial world, you have no choice!"】

[“Is Xie Renfeng here today?”]

[You said calmly, "Xie Renfeng died at the hands of someone else."]

【Xie Yuan sighed, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."】

[Although the big families seem to be closely connected, in reality, there are undercurrents in each family and each courtyard. Xie Yuan has witnessed many young masters and young ladies in the Xie family who died of unexplained illnesses or accidents over the years, and most of them were buried in this seemingly luxurious mansion.]

[As the carriage turned the corner, Xie Yuan finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Brother Guan, how did you save Wutong?"]

[“There is no other way. We have to kill Liu Yuan and his group.”]

【Xie Yuan sat up suddenly, causing the carriage to shake: "Liu Yuan? He shouldn't... be surrounded by a martial arts expert, and have expert guards."】

[You nodded, "So let's kill them together!"]

【Xie Yuan was stunned on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief. Although Liu Yuan and others were hostages, they were royal nobles of a great country, surrounded by many experts. He knew that this brother's cultivation was not bad, but to say that he could...】

[Xie Yuan tilted his head. Could it be that my brother really has the talent to be a poet and a martial god? ]

[Then he shook his head and laughed: "Brother Guan, don't bluff me. If you can really challenge the Crown Prince's Mansion single-handedly, I would rather believe that you asked your friends from the Three True Sect to help."]

[His eyes suddenly fell on your empty hands. The long sword you used to go out was no longer there. Xie Yuan's pupils shrank slightly: "Unless..."]

[His Adam's apple rolled, then he felt unconvinced and laughed to himself, "Are you really the second master's disciple?"]

[You smiled and said, "Sixth Brother, I told you a long time ago that I got the Second Master's Nine Swords!"]

【Xie Yuan still didn't quite believe it, "Forget it, as long as you come back safely, I won't worry about it anymore."】

[He worriedly said, "Although you didn't kill Xie Renfeng, it's inevitable that Madam Zhao will blame you for this."]

[“You must be extra careful in Xie’s house from now on?”]

[The carriage stopped at the door of Xie's house, and Xie Yuan left.]

【It’s getting close to night!】

[The Second Hospital received the news of Xie Renfeng's death. Madam Zhao was heartbroken. She led dozens of martial arts masters to rush to the side courtyard where you lived, but was stopped by the blue-clothed steward sent by the old lady. This farce ended in vain.]

[You have one more thought. It seems that the old lady of the Xie family already knows what happened today. ]

[The next morning, Bianjing City was still peaceful. ]

[Surprisingly, last night's murder did not cause a big uproar. ]

[The notice posted by the Xuanjing Division attributed the deaths of Liu Yuan and three other princes to assassins.]

[Although the people of the Three Kingdoms Hostage House were furious, they could only grit their teeth and face the direction of the Imperial City - the red seal of the Xuanjing Division was stamped with the private seal of the Prime Minister of the current dynasty.]

[Wutong rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the room. He felt that what happened yesterday was strange - why did he fall asleep for no apparent reason? ]

[In the dim light, I seemed to see two radiant fairy birds circling around me. ]

[Wutong saw you practicing martial arts in the courtyard, so she didn't think much about it and went to the courtyard to wash and fetch water as usual.]

[When he walked towards the large celadon jar filled with clear water in the corner of the courtyard, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the ladle——]

[There was an old woman holding a lotus leaf umbrella in the water tank! The old woman was only as tall as a bench, with sparse white hair floating on the water surface, floating and swaying in the water tank comfortably.]

【“Ah!” Wutong screamed. 】

[The old woman was also frightened and shrank into the bottom of the tank with a "gulp". Only a few bubbles floated up.]

[The little maid stood on tiptoe and hid back, her voice changed: "Master! There is a bald-haired lotus spirit living in our water tank!"]

[The old woman seemed to have heard the last few words, and popped her head out of the water tank. A withered lotus leaf trembled and poked out of the water, spitting out a few bubbles.] [You already knew that the uninvited guest in the water tank was the Madam Ruan in the Misty Lake yesterday. She broke the sword ball restriction without authorization last night, and was almost torn into pieces from the inside out by the violent sword energy. Then she came to see you in a panic in the morning. You gathered the sword energy again, and she became much more honest.]

[A muffled voice of defense came from the bottom of the jar: "I am not a lotus fairy... I am Madam Ruan."]

[You said to Wutong, "This is our...new one, right?"]

[Wu Tong blinked, and suddenly pointed at the pair of lively birds on the treetops: "Same as them?"]

[“I guess so.” You turned to the water tank and said, “Don’t worry, she’s very docile.”]

[Today you also discovered that this Madam Ruan is actually not very old, probably only fourteen or fifteen years old.]

[She is simple-minded. You got her details with just a few words. Just like what you said yesterday, she is not a person who would harm others. She is also timid and loves beauty.]

[The legend that I heard before about the birth of a fisherman and a clam spirit is pure rumor. She is actually a descendant of a water tribe that lives on fishing and hunting in the Zhishui River Basin. She is born with the ability to breathe with gills. According to her, she is the best in the tribe at raising large fish and water beasts, and is called a priest.]

[She was in the water and was washed out by the flood. She came to Bianjing and was rescued by an old man from the academy and introduced to the Prince of Yan’s palace.]

[Otherwise, it would be great if she could be free and alone. ]

[As for why she called him Madam Ruan? She thought Madam was more impressive, and Ruan was the surname of their clan.]

[Since the old man from the academy passed away, she has rarely interacted with other people. She only calls herself grandma because others call her that. It's inappropriate.]

[Wutong bravely walked towards the large vat and looked at the "lotus spirit" curled up at the bottom of the vat.]

[There is a rustling sound from the bottom of the vat, "I am not a lotus spirit... nor am I a bald lotus spirit."]

[Wu Tong gently pushes aside the floating lotus leaves. The moment their eyes meet——]

[Wutong chuckled,]

[Mrs. Ruan had never been so close to anyone before, she was underwater, blowing bubbles.]

[Wutong actually reached out and gently touched the red and swollen pustules on her head, and the water tank suddenly shook violently. If it were a normal day, she would have dived into the deep water and escaped, but now in this yard, she dared only to surface and bared her teeth to express her protest.]

[“Master,” Wutong turned around and asked curiously, “What’s with those bumps on her head? Is she sick?”]

[You have just checked on Madam Ruan's condition. She is like this because she feeds the water beasts with her own blood and essence all year round, and because she stays at the bottom of the cold water all day, the coldness in her body is stagnant, and she likes to eat raw meat.]

[A muffled voice of defense came from the jar: "I, I wash my face three times a day..." Mrs. Ruan stirred the water surface aggrievedly, "It's not dirty." Then she shrank back under the lotus leaf, revealing only a pair of eyes. ]

【Seeing the cowardly look of the "lotus leaf spirit", Wutong was relieved and began to tease Mrs. Ruan beside the jar with great interest.】

[You smiled slightly when you saw this, then turned back to the courtyard to regulate your breathing.]

[The Qi in my body is surging like a river. In yesterday's battle, I relied heavily on the power of my soul to defend myself against the enemy. After a night of rest, the Qi in my Dantian is now as full as before.]

[You feel it in your heart. The threshold between the middle three realms and the upper three realms seems to be within reach. ]

[Recalling yesterday, the scene of fighting with many upper three realm masters is still vivid in my mind. ]

[Their clever use of true energy will make you feel enlightened.]

[You guide the surging true qi in your dantian to slowly rotate, gathering towards the center as if it is collapsing.]

[This is the essence of condensing the true energy. After this transformation, the true energy becomes more refined. Whether it is the true energy stored in the body, or the killing moves and strength, they can all be doubled. ]

[When the body is nourished by the true essence, it will become perfect and flawless. After entering the ninth realm, the body is even more indestructible. Ordinary killing moves and soul magic are difficult to hurt, and even broken limbs can be regenerated. ]

[Each strand of true energy undergoes a qualitative change in the extreme compression, gradually condensing into a more refined true essence.]

[When the first drop of true essence took shape in the sea of ​​qi, the entire courtyard suddenly became motionless without any wind.]

[Wutong looked back in astonishment, only to see that the fallen leaves within three feet of you were floating in the air against common sense, forming a slowly flowing vortex.]

[Dense beads of sweat oozed out of your forehead, and your brows were furrowed. The most critical step to impact the upper three realms is taking place in your body - a tearing pain came from your Dantian, as if someone was repeatedly chopping at your Qi Sea with a blunt axe, or as if thousands of ants were gnawing at your meridians.]

[The medicinal power of Xuanguan Xuelu Dan dissolved in your body, barely supporting the transformation of your true energy. When the second drop of true energy was taking shape with difficulty, blood was seeping out of your clenched teeth.]

[The third drop of true essence gradually formed... the fourth drop... the muscles all over his body were tensed like a bow.]

[Wutong looked nervous, and Madam Ruan shrank into the bottom of the jar, peeking through the gaps between the lotus leaves.]

[The fifth drop... the sixth drop... When the tenth drop of true essence is suspended in the sea of ​​qi, your entire clothes have already been soaked with sweat.]

[According to the records of the Buddha and Demonic Techniques, three drops are enough to break through the realm, and ten drops are the perfect realm - continuing will damage the foundation.]

[You endure the severe pain and begin to guide your true energy to flow through the eight extraordinary meridians. Every time a drop of true energy flows through, the meridians feel as if they were burned by a branding iron.]

[For this kind of pain caused by expanding meridians, the children of noble families usually have elders to protect them and use pain-relieving pills, but you can only endure it. ]

[Your face was calm, but your slightly trembling body revealed the inhuman pain you were enduring. Your robes were already soaked with cold sweat, and wisps of hot mist were rising in the morning light.]

[Wutong clutched the corner of your clothes with concern in her eyes. Although she was not good at martial arts, she could tell that you were going through a critical moment. She even breathed very lightly.]

[Mrs. Ruan also emerged from the water tank and looked at you carefully. He did not practice martial arts, but because he had been swimming in rivers and lakes since he was a child, he could fight against rapids. In addition, he learned the Qi-nourishing and Breath-holding techniques passed down in the Hui clan, so his body was strong enough to fight against the three realms of martial arts.]

[At this moment, she could see clearly - the boy's thin back was as tense as a bow, and every inch of muscle was trembling in pain, but he always maintained a perfect meditation posture. The clear water in the water tank was rippled for no reason, which was pulled by the true energy vibrating around your body.]

[It seems that you are not only cruel to others, but also to yourself. ]

[An hour later, the morning dew has dried.]

[You slowly exhale a breath of turbid air, which condenses into a three-foot white silk in the air, which lingers for a long time. When you open your eyes, there seems to be a light of snow flowing in your eyes - the true energy in your Dantian circulates on its own, like the melting water of a snowy mountain, without any need for you to control it.]

[You smiled, and today you have entered the upper third realm of martial arts, the Snow Mountain realm.]

(End of this chapter)