A Writer's Transmigration With A System

People of great fortune and great fates are indeed the people that are most hated by normal human beings.

Li Jiwen would now enter the auction house beside Fang Liu.

Both of them advanced, looking around.

No one ever understood why exactly both of them came together, or how that had already come to be.

Nor could they understand why such a powerful person would ever even look at the kid of the Li family’s patriarch.

They never thought that the entirety of the most powerful people within the Li family would be destroyed this easily.

Such power and such prowess in fighting and cultivation was something unheard of by most people within this province.

Even those of the Nascent Soul realm never heard of a person of the great perfection stage killing a late stage Nascent Soul this easily.

At least they would put up a fight.

But Li Jiwen just defeated the Li family patriarch.

Fang Liu looked at Li Jiwen and said, "Interesting powers you have there, friend."

Li Jiwen smiled at him and said, "But indeed, power is the most important thing in this world. Without power, one is weak. Without power, one is in the path of others and under their mercy."

"What is anything of meaning truly if one cannot do whatever they want? What is the meaning of anything if one is shackled by everything in this world, social constructs, other powerful people, even the heavenly Dao itself is shackling them?"

"Then anything is of no meaning."

Fang Liu laughed loudly and said, "An interesting view right there, fellow Taoist."

Li Jiwen looked at him and said, "What about you, fellow Taoist? What do you think of the shackles of the world and the other people as well, whether it be the powerful or the weak?"

Fang Liu answered him, "Well, I think it’s quite a tragic thing, but not too much. If anything and everyone can be free, then who will be the leader of the free, and who will be the leader of all of them as well?"

"That’s a question to think about, especially with the people of other powers and people of powerful abilities and powerful backgrounds not truly wanting to be under any other person."

"So if everyone is powerful and there is no weak people, then who would be the leader of all, and who would be the very top of them all?"

"That would cause a fight. Even the status quo, the current status quo that we live in at the moment, would be quite merciful against that thing."

Li Jiwen laughed and said, "Well, that is interesting and a very respectful view indeed."

Then he answered, "But what if the powerful are not all equal? Then is everyone powerful, or are there powerful and weak people as well?"

Fang Liu silenced himself for a couple of seconds then answered, "Well, there would still be the weak and the powerful, but the power levels would be more accomplished and clearer than now."

"The current existence of cultivation and cultivators overall, not all are powerful and not all are weak. The difference and the actual power levels are something to cherish and think about deeply, especially with the matter that is indeed the cultivation realms."

"Are you weak compared to a cultivator of the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm? Indeed not..."

"But are you weak compared to a cultivator of the Soul Transformation realm, even in the early stage?"

"Yes, you are."

"That is the point!"

"There are weak people and there are powerful people, but the weakness and the powers and the powerful are indeed not all equal as well. So there are weaker in the weaker than there are weaker as well within, and it keeps going until there are people in the very bottom of existence itself, whether it be newborns, crippled, or whatever you want to think about."

"That is the truth of the world of cultivation."

"There are no totally powerful people and there are no totally weak people."

"There are levels to that. So nothing is completely and utterly composed and certain. Every cultivator has their own powers and their own fates, as well as their own loves and weaknesses and powers. So we cannot really decide."

Li Jiwen said, "Words of wisdom indeed, fellow Taoist."

Then both of them laughed slightly and continued moving.

They finally reached the main room of the auction house and opened the door widely as they entered.

They could feel powerful auras from every direction.

Even great perfection stage cultivators were more than a couple of dozens.

That already meant exactly one thing.

The auction was getting to the point that could start.

Li Jiwen and Fang Liu just moved to one of the many seats in the back.

Then they looked around and didn’t like it.

They decided to go to one of the private rooms.

The private rooms were only for cultivators of the great perfection stage and Soul Transformation realm.

As both of them were already in the great perfection stage, they could enter them easily.

So both of them booked a room and entered.

Li Jiwen looked around.

The room was not modest in any word.

There were gold and gilded furniture, as well as things of wood that could be sold for hundreds of thousands of middle grade spiritual stones.

Now he understood exactly why this auction house was very known and could actually topple the province.

He thought, ’Well, that’s interesting. Even the simplest thing in this room is gold, and the very highest strings are of wood of a hundred thousand years old. That’s truly interesting to think about. This auction house is indeed worthy of its own reputation and worthy of the knowledge of other people and the reputation that cultivators of the Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation realm had given it.’

This was indeed the greatest that Li Jiwen had seen such wealth and such power.

Now he understood exactly why even the presenter was of the Void Chattering realm.

He understood the power that presenter was no mortal or no normal person, but indeed one of the most powerful people within the auction house in its entirety, not just in this place or this province.

He thought, ’That’s interesting. I’m looking forward to what will happen next.’

Finally, time passed on, and the presenter advanced into the stage.

It was the same old man.

He hit the sound transmitter, and his voice echoed through the wide and huge room as he said, "Welcome to the grand auction number five hundred and thirty two. Today we have many things that could interest you, fellow Taoist, and most importantly things that would help you greatly in your cultivation journey."

"Let the action begin!!!"

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