At the VIP lounge on the second floor, Murong Wen was looking down at the first floor through the window, watching Wei Chen. He saw the matron behaving courteously toward the man he despised.
Murong Wen of course knew who Wei Chen was. He had stayed in Azure River Province for so ti, so naturally he had seen the broadcasts. But no matter who they were, in Murong Wen’s eyes, any man who dared to get close to his woman, Dream Butterfly, needed to be punished.
However, in Wei Chen’s case, his cultivation at the Soul Transformation Realm made it difficult for Murong Wen to punish him personally. Even though he was a young master of the Murong Clan, the strongest force he could mobilize consisted of only three Soul Transformation Realm experts. It was still not enough to guarantee victory.
But what he wanted right now was not to punish this man who was also a Soul Transformation Realm expert. What he wanted was Dream Butterfly’s body.
The first ti he t Dream Butterfly was when he ca to this city two years ago. At that ti, he t Gu Tianhe and the Gu Clan Ancestor regarding business between the Gu Clan and the Vermilion Bird Dynasty.
The Gu Clan received him with the most luxurious and impressive hospitality they could muster. They even paid for a session with Dream Butterfly so he could enjoy her company.
At first, he thought she was just a dirty whore. He would never lower himself to do anything with that kind of woman.
But the mont he first saw Dream Butterfly sitting on the elevated platform inside the Immortal Dream Chamber, playing the zither with her dainty hands, the song she played drew him into a beautiful dream.
It was the dream of ambition he had suppressed for a long ti, the dream where he wore a dragon robe and oversaw billions of people, where millions of cultivators obeyed his command as the supre emperor.
The Emperor of the continent.
Traitor? Betrayal? What nonsense.
The current emperor of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty took the throne from the forr Azure Dragon Dynasty. They changed the province na and the dynasty na to Vermilion Bird.
If the current emperor could do it, why couldn’t he?
All cultivators walk a path that goes against the will of heaven. Cultivation is the path to shed mortality. If that did not stop him from cultivating, why would becoming emperor stop him?
He opened his eyes again, his heart pounding and his cultivation loosening. A few days later, he advanced by a minor realm.
It was after that mont he learned that she did not sell her body. She offered only art and good company. Like a heavenly flower no one could touch. This made him want her even more.
"I am starting to lose my patience, Ah-Song. It has been two years since I first t Dream Butterfly, but she still has not fallen for ." Murong Wen paused.
Looking at Wei Chen while thinking about how he could capitalize on the current situation, Murong Wen’s eyes narrowed.
"Ah-Song... I have a plan. Listen to ..." Murong Wen began to explain his plan to his right-hand man.
— anwhile —
At the luxurious inn where Mo Xingyao was staying, she restlessly waited for the call as the U-Phone sat on the table in front of her. She had been staring at it non-stop since the mont Wei Chen went to the Immortal Dream Garden.
Ring~ ring ring ring
The sound of a wind chi rang from the U-Phone. The call she had been waiting for finally arrived. She quickly answered without checking the caller.
"How is it!?" she asked.
"Huh? Thank you, young miss. I am already feeling much better." A familiar voice sounded from the other side.
"Huh?" Mo Xingyao was confused, then checked the caller address. It was Yin Lan.
Instantly, like a reflex, her confused expression shifted into a smile.
"Sister Yin Lan, if you still do not feel well, you do not need to force yourself. You can stay as long as you want, I had Wei Chen cover everything. Besides, he owes thirty million, so you do not need to worry about being unprotected." Mo Xingyao said gently, encouraging Yin Lan to stay at the headquarters.
"Huh? This is strange... usually you would want back imdiately. Could it be..." Yin Lan paused.
"You want to stay with that Wei Chen guy without acting as a third wheel?" Yin Lan asked in jest.
But unknown to her, those words made Mo Xingyao’s face flush red. Yes, Wei Chen was fun to tease and fun to be around, but wanting to stay with him? No way... she was not that type of person.
"Please do not joke around, Sister Yin Lan. Who would want to stay with that guy? I only want him to work to repay his debt. And I also do not want you to force yourself for my sake... that is all." Mo Xingyao replied without a quiver in her voice, although her face was already bright red.
"Thank you, young miss. Then I will take you up on your offer. It seems I need to stay here for about a month to stabilize my realm. I was too hasty to succeed and did not prepare my dao heart. This happened because of my greed for success." Yin Lan said.
After chatting a little more, they hung up.
But the mont she ended the call, another call ca in. This ti she checked the caller, and it was the one she had been waiting for.
"Yes? How is it?" Mo Xingyao asked.
"Young miss, Mr. Wei did not go up to et Dream Butterfly. He is staying in the lobby, but the matron ca to et him. As for what they were talking about, I do not know since I did not dare to get closer than this. But she seems apologetic toward Mr. Wei." The caller reported.
"Oh? He did not go up to et that girl? That is good. Continue monitoring him." Mo Xingyao nodded with satisfaction and hung up.
The mont she put the phone down, she was t with an understanding and warm gaze from Sword Leader Wang.
"Wha... what!? Why are you looking at like that?" Mo Xingyao was startled like a cat caught stealing a dried fish.
"Young miss," Sword Leader Wang began, his warm smile becoming clearer as he patted her shoulder.
"You should be more upfront. That man Wei Chen seems to be a decent sort, which ans young miss needs to be honest with him." Sword Leader Wang took a deep breath and walked toward the balcony, his face filled with nostalgia.
"Yes, just like my third wife. What I liked about her was her boldness. She was upfront and brave... I do not know why, but..." Sword Leader Wang began telling the story of his love life, while Mo Xingyao slowly turned to him with a bored expression.
Even though Sword Leader Wang was diligent and responsible in his duties, once any romance was involved, he would never stop talking and would go on and on about his youthful life that he claid was full of romance. This was one of the worst traits he had.
He also often said that, in his youth, he was known by the ladies as the heartthrob of Azure River or Romantic Sword Wang. However, no one had any proof that he was ever what he claid to be.
— Night —
As the stars shone in the dark sky and the large moon hung above the heavens, the atmosphere around the stage prepared by the Immortal Dream Garden began to grow lively. A crowd of people and cultured n gathered around the giant pond, all waiting for the event to begin.
Wei Chen, who stood atop a tree using his lightness skill, took out his broadcasting orb and commanded it to start capturing the atmosphere around the venue.
This ti, he chose not to broadcast to the public, but to broadcast it directly to the U-Phone so that all U-Phone users could see this special performance.
The reason was because not everyone would appreciate a concert in the middle of the night. If he were to use the public broadcast, people might curse his eighteen generations.
After Wei Chen captured the atmosphere in the venue, successfully baiting the audience who now seed interested in the scene, he began speaking to the cara.
"Hello, brothers and sisters. Wei Chen here. Today’s broadcast is a special broadcast that only people who own a U-Phone are eligible to watch."
"And before you ask, no, I am not in any secret realm. I am in a place that many n of culture must have heard of." He paused and let the cara pan toward the tower.
"That’s right, folks. Right now, I am in the Immortal Dream Garden, the greatest court of the Azure River Capital City!" Wei Chen said, spreading his arms wide as if inviting the audience to take in the view of the venue.
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