— Meanwhile - Immortal Dream Tower —

At the top of the Immortal Dream Tower, within the Immortal Dream Chamber, a young man with a scholarly demeanor smiled at Dream Butterfly, who was seated on the elevated platform behind the zither.

The scholar spoke gently, presenting what he believed was his most handsome side profile.

"Even though you did not accept my heartfelt confession, I will never give up. I believe my sincerity will move you. May we meet again, Lady Dream Butterfly. One day, I will bring you away from this place of sin."

"Safe travels, Scholar Qin," Dream Butterfly replied in her soft, enchanting voice.

The man cupped his fist and walked out through the entrance.

After he had been gone for a moment, Mirror Butterfly walked out from a side room and looked in the direction Scholar Qin had left. She then turned toward Dream Butterfly and was about to greet her friend, but she stopped.

Her gaze paused on several business deeds and bank notes from renowned exchange shops such as the Thousand Treasure Exchange, which allowed the holder to exchange them for spirit stones.

These deeds and exchange notes were placed on the low table where Dream Butterfly had been playing the zither.

Mirror Butterfly picked up one of the deeds and read it. "Oh? Is this not the business deed of the Hundred Fragrance Restaurant? I heard this place even serves meals that can interest experts in the Nascent Soul Realm."

"And this?" She picked up another deed and read it. "The Calm Bamboo Inn. I heard it is one of the best vacation spots in the Verdant Cloud Valley." Mirror Butterfly looked both surprised and unsurprised, as if this outcome had been expected.

This was not the first time someone had gifted Dream Butterfly business deeds or land deeds, but it was the first time someone had given so much in a single visit.

"What did Mr. Wei call this type of person? Oh yes, a SIMP. This Scholar Qin is definitely a SIMP according to Mr. Wei's definition," Mirror Butterfly said with a chuckle.

Dream Butterfly sighed tiredly before gently admonishing her friend. "Sister Mirror Butterfly, please do not say that. If Scholar Qin were to hear this, it would not be good for our establishment."

Mirror Butterfly smirked. "If you do not say it and I do not say it, who would know? Besides, other than us, who would even know the meaning of the word SIMP?"

Dream Butterfly smiled wryly.

At this moment, a large screen appeared in the air outside. This screen was very familiar to Dream Butterfly.

"Huh? The new broadcast has started!" Dream Butterfly dropped everything and quickly rushed to the seat near the balcony to get the best view of the broadcast.

"Hmm? Someone is excited," Mirror Butterfly teased.

But Dream Butterfly completely ignored her sister's teasing, as if she had not heard it at all. This made Mirror Butterfly sulk slightly. The usually easy to tease Dream Butterfly ignoring her like this was something she had never experienced before.

….

In the broadcast, after a brief introduction, Wei Chen appeared on the screen with a casual smile as he waved toward the camera.

"Good morning, folks. Wei Chen here. Although I promised all of you a live broadcast of the Martial Exchange, and yes, my friends, I will still do it, but only after this special public broadcast," Wei Chen said with a wink before continuing.

"You might be wondering why this is so sudden. Is this broadcast really necessary? I must say, I did not plan on making this broadcast, but something very, very disturbing to my common sense forced me to do it." Wei Chen began his rhetoric as he walked around, finally stopping beside Young Master Song.

He patted Young Master Song's shoulder. "Let me introduce him to you. This is Young Master Song Lie of the Song Clan." Wei Chen then paused, realizing he did not know where the man came from. "Where are you from, Young Master Song?" he asked.

Young Master Song Lie was confused, but he still answered truthfully. "I am from Vermilion Bird Province, of the Song Clan."

— Azure River Capital City —

Within the tavern near the square of Azure River Capital City, Hua Zuixian, also known as the Drunken Immortal, was drinking near the balcony so he could watch the public broadcast.

Of course, he had a U Phone that allowed him to watch the broadcast alone in the privacy of a VIP room. However, for the Drunken Immortal, watching the public broadcast while listening to the comments of nearby drunkards made his wine taste better.

He also liked the jovial and festive atmosphere of the tavern, so he rarely used the VIP room service.

But the moment he heard the name Song Clan, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and a faint murderous intent leaked from his body. He stared at the screen, at the face of Young Master Song, as if he wanted to engrave that face into his memory.

"Traitor," the Drunken Immortal muttered under his breath.

…

On the screen, Wei Chen continued. "To make a long story short, I will tell you about my experience this morning." The camera then panned toward the pagoda.

"This pagoda is my treasure. I was cultivating inside it last night, but this morning someone stated a fact that disturbed me so much that I had no choice but to make this broadcast to clarify things. Of course, I also want to hear all of your opinions."

The camera then switched to Dao Protector Zhao, who had been beaten until his face looked like a pig and was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Everything started with this guy. He attacked my pagoda while I was cultivating. The shaking of the pagoda forced me out of my epiphany."

Hearing this, Yun Feng, Young Master Song, the onlookers, and the viewers of the broadcast all understood.

So that was why this guy was so furious. He had been forcibly awakened from an epiphany.

It was common knowledge in this world that an epiphany could only come naturally and could not be deliberately sought. Some epiphanies came only through luck and the right state of mind. Some rituals or treasures could help induce an epiphany, but even then, nothing was guaranteed.

Being forcibly awakened from an epiphany was something one should never do. First, it was taboo to prevent someone from gaining a heavenly opportunity, and this could cause the disruptor to suffer bad luck or even face a stronger heavenly tribulation.

Being forced out of an epiphany was no different from having a winning lottery ticket stolen.

Wei Chen continued speaking.

"After that, he told me that this pagoda should belong to the virtuous, so I asked him, on what grounds? As you all know, this damn pagoda belongs to me. So we fought, and I beat the shit out of him." Wei Chen said as he pulled Dao Protector Zhao's pig like face toward the camera.

"Also, there is another statement that I really want to clarify with everyone." He turned toward Young Master Song.

"Young Master Song, what did you just say to me when I had beaten this idiot?" Wei Chen asked as he nudged Dao Protector Zhao with the sole of his foot.

"Huh?" Young Master Song was confused, but then Wei Chen signaled him to speak. He did not know what Wei Chen was trying to achieve, so he spoke anyway.

"I said that by the virtue of strength, this pagoda should undoubtedly belong to you," Young Master Song said.

"Thank you very much, Young Master," Wei Chen replied, then turned toward the camera.

"Did you hear what the problem is?" Wei Chen asked the camera, then waited for a moment for people to respond.

Little Wealthy Demon: [Hmph! Are you enjoying her company? Hmph! Hmph!]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [Isn't that a fact? By the virtue of strength, in order to own wealth, you need matching strength. Otherwise, you cannot protect your wealth.]

Sword Dao Genius: [Yes, that statement is not wrong. One needs matching strength to support their wealth. Otherwise, it will bring calamity.]

Jian Ganglie: [I agree with Vice Sect Leader Jian.]

Wei Chen watched the chat and saw that most opinions followed the same line of thinking. It seemed that these people did not quite understand what was wrong with that statement.

Before he could state his own opinion and guide their thoughts, a single comment appeared.

Little Butterfly: [Even though that is true, but it should not be described as virtue. It sounds as if having greater strength automatically gives someone the right to take from the weaker party.]

Seeing this comment, Wei Chen felt that this world still had hope. At least someone understood what he was trying to convey.

Wei Chen then looked toward Young Master Song.

"Tell me, Young Master. Do you truly believe that only the virtuous should possess treasures? Do you truly believe that?" Wei Chen asked. "I advise you to think carefully before you answer."

Young Master Song was confused. What was this man trying to achieve? Was this not obvious?

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