Chapter 160 Staying in the hotel

"Who knows how much Imperial Dynasty Luck was scattered this time? It is only because the might of our Great Tang spans the world that we can afford to be so reckless with the cost and bring out so much all at once."

Yang Shu sighed with emotion before looking toward Jiang Chen.

"Although this is an external object, it will not affect your own Foundation. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you have missed out."

Jiang Chen remained silent. Since both of them had already absorbed the Imperial Dynasty Luck, he would certainly not voice his suspicions at such an inappropriate time, which would only breed further distrust.

Moreover, to these two, having been born in the Great Tang—one in the Daoist sect and the other in the Buddhist sect—they did not follow the Confucian way.

Yet, they naturally believed that this world belonged to Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and would not oppose his ideology. Therefore, even if they knew the Imperial Dynasty Luck might have hidden traps, they would not care too much.

Furthermore, it was impossible for Emperor Xuanzong of Tang to trigger these hidden traps on a large scale; otherwise, he would be cutting himself off from the world.

But Jiang Chen was different. Coming from the modern era, while he recognized the Tang Dynasty as a part of Chinese history, he was influenced by modern ideology and did not believe that this land, including all the people on it, belonged to any single person as private property.

However, people like Jiang Chen were, after all, in the minority. Except for him, the other members of the Profound Sect accepted this Luck without hesitation.

Luck was not only beneficial to cultivation but could also enhance one's own fortune, so why not take it?

Far away, at the location of the Chang'an Imperial Mausoleum, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, who was standing before the Spirit Path Stele, suddenly opened his eyes.

He sensed that among the Imperial Dynasty Luck he had bestowed upon the various Profound Sects, the largest one—the one in which he had left the most traps—had been shattered!

Moreover, it was the kind that could not return to the Imperial Dynasty and instead dissipated directly into the heavens and earth, scattering into the homes of commoners.

He had certainly spared no expense this time. The Luck that had dissipated would most likely benefit the surrounding commoners, as well as the mountains and rivers.

Perhaps twenty years later, a top scholar would emerge from the families of the commoners who had benefited.

Yet, such a massive amount of Imperial Dynasty Luck had actually been rejected and mercilessly shattered by someone, almost like a provocation.

"Jiang Chen..." Emperor Xuanzong of Tang's eyes were deep and dark. Such undisguised defiance was something he had not felt for a long time since the passing of the Empress.

As the saying goes, if one does not take what Heaven gives, one will suffer the consequences. In this Great Tang territory, he, Li Longji, was the Heaven for these billions of living beings!

But very quickly, his emotions calmed down.

"No rush. I shall wait for his Profound Sect and the Wusheng Sect to stand in opposition. This fire is not yet strong enough..."

In this current age where Immortals and Buddhas do not appear, Grand Master Sima Chengzhen was the Heaven of the Profound Sect.

Therefore, although Daoists and Buddhists were in opposition and looked down on each other, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang often stirred the flames to maintain a balance, both sides remained in petty squabbles, unable to spark a true fire.

But now, a Wusheng Sect had appeared, along with an unfathomable Wusheng Laomu, who were devouring the faith and disciples of the Profound Sect. Surely, both the Daoist and Buddhist families would not sit idly by.

Especially Jiang Chen. Although his strength greatly astonished him, this time he had simultaneously offended the Three Sovereigns Sect, the Louguan Sect, and the Way of the Celestial Masters.

This was equivalent to offending half of the Daoist lineages. Even if the Maoshan Sect were powerful, they would likely have to find a way to settle the matter.

Moreover, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang had heard a rumor that Zhang Ciyu of the Way of the Celestial Masters was nearing his end and actually showed signs of a Breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm.

If the news were true, then let Zhang Ciyu and Grand Master Sima Chengzhen fight it out.

It was not that Emperor Xuanzong of Tang did not trust the Profound Sect; the Louguan Sect almost entirely served the Imperial family, Zhang Guo was the current Imperial Preceptor, the Way of the Celestial Masters passed down through the Zhang surname for generations, and Li Hanguang of the Maoshan Sect was also of Imperial bloodline.

As for the Buddhist sect, apart from a few stragglers, there were almost no figures of any standing, and they were firmly suppressed by the Daoist sect.

Given all of this, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was not worried. What he worried about was only the power that almost transcended the secular world, such as that of Grand Master Sima Chengzhen and Zhang Ciyu, who might achieve the Primordial Spirit.

Every time, he warned himself in his heart that given the temperaments of Grand Master Sima Chengzhen and Zhang Ciyu, it was impossible for them to commit acts of defiance against the Great Tang or the Imperial court, yet another voice told him otherwise.

With such Primordial Spirit Masters in the world, even if he were the Supreme ruler, he could not truly be considered the master of the world!

Therefore, when Princess Yuzhen told him about the origins and goals of the Wusheng Sect, he began to promote the growth of the Wusheng Sect almost without hesitation.

By scattering the Imperial Dynasty Luck and distributing it to the members of the Profound Sect, he actually did not intend to use it to restrain the Profound Sect.

An emperor's actions should naturally be open and upright; he disdained to engage in such devious matters.

However, Jiang Chen's act of clearly stating his distrust and provoking him still made Emperor Xuanzong of Tang extremely furious.

...

When Jiang Chen's group arrived outside Chang'an City, it was already evening, and the city gates had long since closed.

With no other choice, the group prepared to stay in the makeshift market outside the city.

The inns outside the city were almost full, with only a few having guest rooms available.

As Luck would have it, the inn where Jiang Chen and his group were staying this time was the very same one Jiang Chen had stayed in when he last came to Chang'an.

"Three guests, inside... inside, please!"

When Jiang Chen walked in, the innkeeper came out to greet them with a warm smile.

But when he saw the face of the person leading the group, he froze in place, finishing the sentence through gritted teeth.

That's right, he recognized Jiang Chen. After all, the incident that occurred in the inn last time was far too memorable.

The innkeeper often dealt with new faces, and he recognized at a glance that Jiang Chen was one of the protagonists of the previous disturbance.

The smashing of items in the shop that time was manageable and didn't cause much loss, but because of this incident, business in the shop had plummeted!

Nearly a month later, business was still miserable, tepid, and lackluster.

"Guests, you must just be passing through my humble shop, right?"

Jiang Chen said, "No, we are staying at the inn. Four people, open four rooms."

"Fine, fine." The innkeeper went off to make arrangements with a mournful face.

Not long after, a table of fine dishes was brought out, and the waiter glanced at these people with some curiosity.

But for four people, the food served was almost enough for 40 people, and they hadn't even finished serving yet.

"Boss, these people ordered enough food for 40 people. Should I keep serving?"

The innkeeper glared at the waiter, "Serve it, why wouldn't you? As long as they pay, I would even hope they eat more."

Jiang Chen and his group kept their eyes on their noses and their hearts focused on their inner peace. Along this journey, they had already seen such gazes many times and were no longer surprised.

Soon, the waiter and the innkeeper were relieved of their confusion.

Because they finally saw the word "glutton" become tangible.

As soon as a dozen dishes were served, Nvba could no longer restrain herself. She picked up her chopsticks and grabbed a dish from the left, then a dish from the right.

She kept stuffing food into her mouth. Her cherry lips were puffed out like a hamster's, and her mouth moved up and down incessantly, as if it had an engine installed inside.

She did not stop. In just a short dozen breaths of time, two plates of dishes were nearly empty.