Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 112: Chapter 99: I Want to Know Everything About Her Life

The Minister of Rites’ Mansion of Great Zhou.

Early in the morning, Yan Ruxue had just woken up. As she stepped out of her room, she saw her maid, Xiao Chun, walking toward her with a basin of water.

“You’re awake, milady. I was just about to call you to get up and wash.” Xiao Chun placed the basin of warm water on the stone table in the courtyard.

“Is something special happening today?”

Yan Ruxue smiled faintly.

Normally, Xiao Chun wouldn’t wake her, let alone this early.

“Have you forgotten, milady? The madam said yesterday that she was going to take you to Baideng Temple to pray for blessings.”

“Oh, that’s right. I’d forgotten about that.”

Yan Ruxue recalled that her mother was a devout Buddhist and would often visit Baideng Temple to pray.

Her mother had heard that the Buddhist Nun from Kongnian Temple in the Western Regions, who was traveling the world, had now arrived at Baideng Temple.

This time, her mother wasn’t just taking her to Baideng Temple to pray for His Majesty; she also wanted to meet the Buddhist Nun, who was said to have a profound understanding of the Buddhist Dharma.

Since ancient times, throughout the entire World of Ten Thousand Laws, only men had ever cultivated the Buddhist Dao, never women.

But this Buddhist Nun was the sole exception.

Legend said she possessed a Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, allowing her to perceive the joys, sorrows, and angers of others, and even read their thoughts.

Originally, this Buddhist Nun was hailed as the one most likely to achieve the Buddha Realm.

However, a debate on the Buddhist Dao a thousand years ago shattered her Buddhist heart, causing her to grow a full head of black hair.

In the thousand years that followed, the Buddhist Nun traveled the world, seeking to understand her true heart.

It was rumored that the moment she truly understood would be the day she attained the Buddha Realm.

After washing up and eating breakfast, Yan Ruxue changed into a simple, elegant long dress before finally leaving the mansion.

Madam Yan was already waiting for her at the courtyard gate.

“I’ve kept you waiting, Mother.”

Looking at the still-graceful, beautiful woman before her, Yan Ruxue curtsied.

“Ruxue, there’s no need to be so formal with your own mother.” Yan Ya took her daughter’s hand. “Come, let’s go.”

“Yes, Mother.”

Yan Ruxue and her mother boarded the carriage, which set off in the direction of Baideng Temple.

Baideng Temple was located on Zhaokong Mountain, west of the Zhou Imperial City. The entire temple was built into the mountainside.

Zhaokong Mountain was quite a distance from the Imperial City, so a large number of guards escorted them.

When Yan Ruxue and her mother were halfway there, a strange glint flashed in Yan Ruxue’s eyes.

The next moment, the sounds of men and horses tumbling over came from outside the carriage.

All the guards and their horses had collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

At the same time, inside the carriage, Yan Ya and the maid slumped over, fast asleep.

The driver outside was kicked off the carriage, and someone else took the reins.

Judging by the Spiritual Power emanating from outside the carriage, it was a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator. The Spiritual Power was sharp and aggressive—likely a Sword Cultivator.

But that was nothing.

What piqued Yan Ruxue’s curiosity was the woman who had appeared out of thin air inside the carriage.

The woman wore a veil and cradled an ordinary-looking sword. Her long legs were crossed, and even through her dress, Yan Ruxue could sense their slender, straight, and powerful form.

This was the result of the woman’s long years of cultivation.

Sword Cultivators not only had to comprehend the Sword Dao but also had to temper their own physical bodies. Their physical strength was somewhere between that of an ordinary Cultivator and a Martial Cultivator.

“May I ask what business someone from the Wanjian Sect has with me?” Yan Ruxue asked calmly, looking at the woman dressed in the Wanjian Sect’s uniform.

“Nothing much. I just wanted to see what the future Empress of the Zhou Kingdom is like,” Jiang Qingyi said slowly.

“Now that you’ve seen me, shouldn’t you be leaving?” Yan Ruxue asked.

Jiang Qingyi raised her head.

In that instant, Sword Qi slashed toward Yan Ruxue’s body.

But before the Sword Qi could even touch the hem of Yan Ruxue’s dress, it dissipated instantly.

Reflected in Jiang Qingyi’s eyes was a pair of vertical, golden pupils.

Jiang Qingyi tilted her head, looking coldly at Yan Ruxue. “The legendary Overlord of the Four Seas, the world’s only True Dragon, is actually willing to marry the Sovereign of a minor Dynasty?”

Yan Ruxue’s eyes curved into crescents. “This matter has nothing to do with you, does it? Besides, for the Sect Leader of the Wanjian Sect to suddenly pick on a humble commoner like myself… that’s a bit difficult to justify, isn’t it?”

Now understanding each other’s identities, Jiang Qingyi and Yan Ruxue stared at one another.

“Whatever your purpose is, leave the Zhou Kingdom, and my Wanjian Sect will let this matter go,” Jiang Qingyi said coolly.

“Sect Leader Jiang, what arrogant words.” Yan Ruxue’s eyes were soft, but her tone was not. “Does the Wanjian Sect wish to be annihilated by my Four Seas?”

The moment Yan Ruxue finished speaking, the longsword in Jiang Qingyi’s hand was already a third of the way out of its sheath.

There was clearly no wind inside the carriage, yet the hems of both their dresses lifted slightly before settling back down.

Outside, Qiu Ye, who was driving the carriage, felt her focus sharpen. Her small hands, gripping the reins tightly, were already slick with sweat.

“Qiu Ye, we’re leaving.”

After a short while, Jiang Qingyi spoke.

“I won’t see you out,” Yan Ruxue said with a nod.

“We will meet again.”

“I imagine we will.”

As she spoke, Jiang Qingyi and Qiu Ye, who was outside the carriage, vanished without a trace.

In their place, Xiao Qing was now sitting outside the carriage, holding the reins.

“Big Sister, why did the Sect Leader of the Wanjian Sect seek you out? And why did she pretend to be an ordinary disciple?” Xiao Qing asked.

“Who knows?” Yan Ruxue shook her head with a smile. “Xiao Qing, I heard that this Sect Leader of the Wanjian Sect once went to Tianji City and had the City Lord of Tianji City divine something for her, is that right?”

“I believe so,” Xiao Qing nodded.

Yan Ruxue lifted the carriage curtain and looked in the direction Jiang Qingyi had departed. “Have Tinghai Pavilion investigate. I want to know every detail of her life!”

“Yes, Big Sister.”

…

A guesthouse under the jurisdiction of the Honglu Temple.

Jiang Qingyi sat in a pavilion in the outer courtyard. The fishpond in front of her had been repaired, and both the water and the fish had been completely replaced.

“This subordinate greets the Sect Leader!”

Huang Wei, who had been summoned back from a brothel by Qiu Ye, hurriedly knelt before Jiang Qingyi.

“Today, I met that Yan Ruxue.” Jiang Qingyi’s gaze was as sharp as a sword.

Huang Wei’s eyes darted back and forth as he tried to read her expression. “If the Sect Leader feels that this Yan Ruxue is not fit to be the Empress of the Zhou Kingdom, this subordinate will immediately go and tell Yan Shanao.”

“Useless,” Jiang Qingyi said flatly. “The Yan Clan doesn’t even know what kind of person this ’prodigy’ of theirs truly is.”

“???” Huang Wei was completely bewildered.

“Go do something for me.” Jiang Qingyi had no desire to explain further.

“Never mind one task, even a hundred or a thousand! This subordinate would not shrink from death to accomplish them!” Huang Wei replied hastily.

“Normally, when a Dynasty becomes a vassal of a Sect, the Dynasty reserves the position of National Preceptor for that Sect, correct?”

“Yes, Sect Leader!”

“I will take the role of National Preceptor.”

“Eh?”

“Furthermore.”

Jiang Qingyi stared ahead, her eyes narrowing slightly.

“The National Preceptor’s Mansion shall be established… in the rear palace of the Zhou Kingdom!”