A Writer's Transmigration With A System

Li Jiwen changed his looks and moved away from the scene.

He did not even bother cleaning up after himself.

This person did not deserve to be cleaned up after.

This was to be made an example, and Li Jiwen intended that.

He finally began to move away, heading towards one of the inns that he knew exactly the place of.

He knew that it harbored many powerful cultivators, and so it would be much safer to sit there.

He would not be bothered by smaller fishes, and that made him more comfortable with staying there than in any other place.

That was the point of being powerful and being rich.

If there was anything even of meaning to him.

Li Jiwen thought that kid was too much of a pain.

Probably his father and his grandfather would come after him.

But well, what would they come after?

As Li Jiwen was moving away, he changed his looks and changed out again.

Now he became another person entirely.

No one could know who he was, and no one could tell that it was the same man that had already killed the young kid.

He did not care for them, but it would be much better to not have Nascent Soul cultivators going out after his own rear.

He did not like that feeling of being hunted.

Li Jiwen began to move away, and he changed his looks.

That was the easiest way.

He moved his hand, and the sword disappeared.

He began to think again.

’That young kid, huh? I don’t care. Another piece of shit that’s dead. I don’t need any obstacles now. It’s either survive this calamity or die. Everything eventually will begin to return to its own original thing.’

Li Jiwen would not sit too much with his own thoughts, as he knew that thinking one’s own thoughts too much was not very healthy.

He knew that too much thinking was not even healthier.

He decided against that.

Li Jiwen began to move again.

No thinking, no other things.

He was one to go and further away.

This was a person that had already been hurt and pained by the young kid that had tried to attack him.

It stopped his own mind from thinking about different things that were of no meaning, whatever he may think.

This was the difference between him and other cultivators.

He finally reached the inn and entered.

His white hair flew through the air, and his heavenly immortal looks turned the entirety of beings towards him.

But no one took a second look at his Nascent Soul realm aura at great perfection.

Li Jiwen moved to the counter and said, "A room and lunch."

The man said, "Yes, master."

Then, he just chose a random seat and sat down.

Finally, a busboy came his way and said, "Welcome, Master. What do you need of us?"

Li Jiwen said, "I want your best fine food as well as the inn’s best wine."

The man was actually dumbfounded as Li Jiwen said that.

He had never expected that someone of such looks would have such a great and huge appetite.

He just nodded, knowing that going against any cultivator of such powerful power was not something wise.

Over the years, the man had already encountered different cultivators and understood their mindsets.

He was taking a precaution before doing anything, so he did not kill himself by the wrong way.

Li Jiwen sat and looked around.

There were hundreds of cultivators over the main hall, most of them in the Foundation Establishment realm, and a dozen or so of the Golden Core realm, and not a single one other than himself of the Nascent Soul realm.

Most of them were ordering their own private things.

Most people looked at Li Jiwen, and he could tell that they were talking spiritually.

He did not care too much.

He had already become accustomed to people talking behind his back, and that did not bother him too much.

He knew that people who talked behind his back were just weak people that could not even fight him straight on.

That was the point of all things.

Li Jiwen understood the matter greatly.

He finally decided that he would just eat and drink and not care too much about what others thought about him now, or his looks, or his cultivation at all.

He knew that seeing a cultivator of the Nascent Soul realm in such a random place was not something very present to most cultivators of the lower realms.

It would make them feel weaker and feel less powerful, less important, and less interesting.

But he did not care much about their own emotions.

He just wanted to eat and drink and rest for a bit before the two days until the main auction came.

He had already understood the auction and how it worked.

The most important thing was what exactly were the things that he would find in the auction.

He thought, ’Ah, I guess the auction would be very interesting. If a small auction that was to the side already had the Seven Seas Cauldron, what exactly would the main one have? Something like a dragon scale, a dragon blood drop, or even something like a phoenix feather, or phoenix ashes, or even an emperor’s Dao Rhythm. That’s interesting, don’t you think?’

He stopped thinking as he saw the entirety of the tables moving to the side.

The young man came with a tray filled with plates, and on it a huge amount of food, as well as the most powerful and precious and expensive wine in the entirety of the inn.

Li Jiwen thought, ’Ah! Finally, I’ll taste the famous Wang Shu wine of this city. I guess it would be a pleasant surprise if it was not bad, and if it was even to the taste of my own.’

Over the year that he had lived in this world, Li Jiwen had already tasted many great wines.

He had grown accustomed to drinking wine in his own matters and in his own free time.

This was something new that he had taken from this world, and he liked drinking greatly in his original world, but now much more.

He thought, ’Let’s dig in,’ as the food was already put on the table in front of him.

He did not even hesitate.

He took a lamb leg and began to eat it.

They just looked at him with some kind of interest, as this was the first time that they had ever seen a cultivator of such calibre eating this way.

But Li Jiwen did not care.

Suddenly a loud sound came, and the door was broken in.

A huge man entered.

He was filled with the odor of slaughter and death, as well as blood.

His own powers were raging and almost like a dog, a literal wolf howling into the sky.

He looked at Li Jiwen and said, "You, the woman looking man. Why are you in my place?"

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