Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Faced with these harsh words, Ye Chen chose to remain silent. He knew that verbal rebuttals were pale and powerless, and only by truly achieving remarkable results could he silence those who laughed at him.

During his cultivation, Ye Chen encountered numerous difficulties. Several times, improper practice resulted in a backlash of his spiritual energy. Powerful forces surged through his body, causing immense pain, as if being torn apart by countless wild beasts. But he never gave up. Time and again, he rose from setbacks, readjusting his cultivation methods and constantly summarizing his experiences and lessons.

Finally, after long and arduous efforts, Ye Chen's spiritual power improved significantly. He was able to cast some simple spells to solve some practical problems at home. For example, he used his spiritual power to make the dried-up well gush out clear, sweet spring water again, and used magic to repair the dilapidated house that was on the verge of collapse at any time.

The villagers saw the changes in Ye Chen and their attitudes began to change. The suspicion and contempt in their eyes were gradually replaced by surprise and admiration. But Ye Chen knew that this was just the beginning. He still had a long way to go to completely get rid of the fate of poverty.

One day, Ye Chen heard of a grand magic competition in a distant town, offering generous rewards and valuable cultivation resources to the winner. Like a thunderclap in spring, the news stirred within him. Without hesitation, he decided to participate, his eyes gleaming with determination, hoping to seize this opportunity to change the fate of himself and his family.

Ye Chen embarked on a journey to the town, sleeping in the open air and enduring the vicissitudes of life. His figure appeared lonely and determined on the long road, but his eyes were always full of expectation and determination.

After several days of traveling, Ye Chen finally arrived at the town where the magic competition was held. It was bustling with people and cars, and all kinds of immortal cultivators gathered here, each of them carrying their own dreams and expectations.

On the first day of the competition, Ye Chen faced a formidable opponent. The opponent unleashed a dazzling display of magic, a spell that amazed the spectators and drew resounding applause. Ye Chen remained composed, undeterred by the opponent's overwhelming power. He skillfully employed the unique techniques he had cultivated in the illusionary realm, dodging the opponent's attacks and seeking opportunities for counterattack. Gradually, he gained the upper hand, ultimately defeating his opponent and advancing to the next round.

As the competition progressed, Ye Chen faced increasingly daunting challenges. Each match felt like a life-or-death struggle, where a single misstep could lead to total defeat. However, with his unwavering perseverance and profound understanding of magic, he triumphed over and over again, breaking through the siege and successfully advancing to the finals.

His opponent in the finals was a renowned and highly respected immortal cultivator. His magic was exquisite and his experience was profound. From the outset, his opponent launched a fierce attack, his magic blazing like lightning, instantly putting Ye Chen on the defensive. But he remained calm, observing his opponent's every move, searching for flaws.

At a crucial moment, Ye Chen, with his keen insight, spotted a tiny flaw in his opponent's spell. He decisively acted, concentrating all his spiritual energy and unleashing his most powerful spell, turning the tide. Ultimately, Ye Chen won the match by a narrow margin.

He stood on the podium, clutching the generous rewards and precious cultivation resources, his heart filled with joy and pride. However, when he joyfully thought he was about to leave the illusion and return to reality, he found that nothing had changed.

He was still in that poor little village, and the surrounding scenery was still dilapidated, without the slightest change. Ye Chen then realized that the test of this illusion was far from over, and the real challenge had just begun.

He began to reflect on his experiences in the competition and realized that real change did not rely solely on powerful spells and external achievements, but on changing the perception and attitude towards poverty from the bottom of his heart.

With his newfound understanding, Ye Chen returned to his daily life. He used the magic he had learned to help the villagers improve their living conditions. He taught them some simple magic and survival skills, allowing them to better cope with life's difficulties.

Throughout this process, Ye Chen discovered that the mutual support and solidarity among the villagers was far more powerful than any individual effort. They worked together to reclaim wasteland, bringing it back to life; they built water conservancy projects, irrigating parched farmland. Through their collective efforts, the village gradually prospered, and the people began to smile with joy.

As time went by, Ye Chen finally felt the illusion loosen. He saw a glimmer of light, a light like the morning light before dawn, warm and full of hope. He knew that he was not far from truly escaping this illusion of poverty.

As the village gradually prospered, Ye Chen was not satisfied with his current achievements. He continued to practice diligently day and night. Even if he was busy working for the development of the village during the day, at night, he would always find a quiet place alone and devote himself to practice.

After countless days and nights of unremitting efforts, Ye Chen finally had the opportunity to break through. He could clearly feel the spiritual power in his body becoming more and more powerful, like a surging river, constantly impacting every meridian in his body, as if it was about to break through some powerful shackles.

On a completely silent night, Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the open ground in the center of the village. All around him was hushed and silent; even the breeze seemed to have ceased, and the air around him seemed frozen. He closed his eyes tightly, his mind focused on nothing else, concentrating on guiding the surging spiritual energy within him to slowly flow through his meridians.

Spiritual energy surged like a raging torrent, impacting every meridian in his body with overwhelming force. The pain washed over him like a tidal wave, and beads of sweat streamed down Ye Chen's forehead, dripping onto the ground beneath his feet. But he gritted his teeth, his lips bitten white, and fought to suppress even a single sound of pain.

"Break it for me!" Ye Chen roared like thunder in his heart.

Suddenly, an unprecedentedly powerful force erupted within him. His meridians instantly widened, and the once surging spiritual energy now flowed freely like a joyful stream.

Ye Chen successfully broke through to the early stage of Tongmai! He slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them like lightning. That light was filled with joy, confidence, and infinite anticipation for the future.

At this moment, the entire illusion began to tremble violently. The previously tranquil space flickered with light, like a galaxy in disarray. Ye Chen felt an overwhelmingly powerful attraction, emanating from an unknown depth, pulling at his body.

"Is this a return to reality?" Ye Chen was overjoyed. The joy was like a burning flame that instantly lit up his heart.

The surrounding scene became blurred, like a painting soaked in water, the colors and shapes began to distort and merge. Ye Chen felt dizzy, as if he was in a huge vortex.

When everything finally calmed down, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and found that he had left the poverty illusion that had once caused him so much suffering and returned to reality.

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