"What kind of nonsense is it to accept money from your granddaughter? Humph, don't ever say that again." After saying that, he added his divine power to the inn and said earnestly, "Divine power is not omnipotent. Although it can make your business better in the short term, if you don't manage it carefully, your divine power will be slowly depleted."
Many deities thought that with divine power they could rest easy, but reality slapped them in the face. Some even went so far as to cause him trouble, only to be severely punished by him.
Therefore, although he had the financial means, he rarely used his divine power.
An Ge was stunned for a moment. She had been scheming so that she could ask Yin Cang for help in the future. She never expected that he would give it to her so easily, which made her feel a little guilty.
"Grandpa Yin!"
Yin Cang raised his hand to stop him, "Don't say such polite things, it's nothing. Speaking of which, the last time I blessed wealth was ten thousand years ago. Back then, the Divine Realm called me the God of Wealth, but now they call me the God of Misfortune."
Ten thousand years ago, after his shop, which had been blessed with wealth, went poorly, he had a big argument with many shop owners and, in a fit of anger, used his negative divine power to bankrupt them all. From then on, his reputation as the god of misfortune spread.
The reason people respect him is also because they fear him. Even gods are greedy, and no one wants to become penniless by offending him.
No sooner had Yin Cang finished speaking than An Ge's angry voice rang out, "That's too much! What kind of unlucky god is Grandpa Yin? Have they ever even seen an unlucky god before daring to frame you like this?"
Seeing An Ge's genuine sympathy for him, Yin Cang was even more moved. If he had initially taken An Ge in as his granddaughter because of her temper, he now truly regarded her as his own precious granddaughter.
"You little rascal, you talk like you've seen a jinx." Yin Cang shook his head with a smile. This little girl was still considered a baby in the Divine Realm, young and impetuous. He had already accepted the nickname, but An Yatou was still upset.
An Ge pursed her lips. She had never met the God of Misfortune, but perhaps, maybe, possibly, she would be that God of Misfortune in the future!
Sigh, do unlucky people attract each other? Otherwise, how could she and Grandpa Yin get along so well?
After the others left, An Ge finally had a chance to ask about Master Hu Jiu, Grandmaster Hu Jiu, and Lord Letian, "Didn't Master and the others go to the Divine Realm with you? Why didn't I see them?"
Hu Jiu hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth, "We parted ways not long after we arrived in the Divine Realm. Lord Letian said he was going to make a fortune, so my master and grandmaster went with him."
"Then why weren't you with us?"
"Of course, I want to wait for Xiaoge in the alliance." Hu Jiu said matter-of-factly. This was the main reason. Of course, another reason was that without Xiaoge, he would rather be alone and at ease!
An Ge thought of the idea she had given to her grandmaster uncle and wasn't worried that the others would have a hard time. "Once the news of my arrival in the Divine Realm spreads, they should come over. Although the inn has been financially strengthened, Lu Yan and the others haven't arrived yet, so it can't open for business for the time being."
The two were planning what would happen after the inn opened and what they would do in the Divine Realm, unaware that Jiang Shang and the others being discussed were not the same as An Ge had imagined.
Qinghe Post Station is a relatively remote town in the Eastern Divine Realm, but compared to other remote places in the Divine Realm, it is home to many gods and immortals. However, the gods and immortals here all share one characteristic: they exude an aura of detachment from worldly desires.
To put it bluntly, this is a place where those who can't make it in big cities can just give up. Their so-called lack of desire is simply because they're broke! You're poor, I'm poor, and nobody has the right to look down on anyone else. Therefore, everyone's life is relatively stable.
There are many places like this in the Divine Realm. These gods live far from the mortal world, and at most they care about the war between the Divine Realm and the Evil Realm, because that concerns them personally. Apart from that, they talk mostly about gossip.
Whose immortal lord had a fight with his wife? Whose divine lord's Fiery Chicken was stolen? Who got into a fight with whom, attracting the attention of the Alliance Enforcement Team? Any little bit of news could be discussed for ages.
In an ordinary courtyard, Tao Le walked in angrily with her hands behind her back. "Hmph, don't let me catch that Chu Ran again, or I'll never forgive him."
Jiang Shang and Yi Wenbai were already used to it. These two had been fighting each other for nearly ten thousand years. Since their respective divine powers were quite disgusting, even if they had a dispute, they would at most resort to fists and feet, and nothing serious would ever happen.
Yi Wenbai yawned. "Who told you to brag to Chu Ran about your grand-disciple's affairs every day? How could he not be angry?"
"Hmph, he even wants compensation from An Ge? Bah! Doesn't he fear being ridiculed by the Divine Realm?" The fact that divine power is obtained by the Chosen One is a matter of Heaven's will, and has nothing to do with the gods themselves. Aside from truly shameless gods, no god would ever demand compensation from a Chosen One.
There's no question of owing anything; the chosen ones obtained divine power through their own abilities.
Yi Wenbai sneered, "If he really dared to ask for payment, I would think more highly of him. Do you believe that as long as he asks, he can become the headline that An Ge mentioned tomorrow? If he still wants to survive in Qinghe Post Station or even the entire Divine Realm, he won't do something so shameless."
Jiang Shang, who came out of the house, chimed in, "That's right. And if they really come after my disciple, who knows who will be the one to screw over whom? My disciple isn't someone to be trifled with."
Tao Le was still furious. "Of course I know, but seeing Chu Ran's face makes me so angry."
Jiang Shang shrugged. Tao Le and Chu Ran had long been enemies and knew how to provoke each other, so there was no point in trying to persuade them. Over the past twenty years, his worries had long since turned into indifference.
"I'm going to Nanshan to hunt some wild game."
Tao Le was speechless. "Didn't you just eat this last month? Look at Wen Bai, he's also an Ascended Being, but he doesn't have any appetite."
Jiang Shang rolled his eyes. "You said it yourself last month. Cultivators don't have a appetite because eating too much mixed food in the mortal realm would affect their cultivation. Now that they've all ascended, who cares about that? Besides, is my master's lack of appetite what you call not having a appetite? He's just lazy and poor. Humph, once I've finished cooking, none of you are allowed to eat."
Yi Wenbai glared at Jiang Shang, "You unfilial disciple! Why aren't you going? Your master hasn't even complained about your cooking skills yet. I just finished a mission a few days ago, I'll use these divine coins to buy some ingredients."
Jiang Shang took the divine coins and sighed, "Sigh, money in the Divine Realm is so hard to earn, what a mess!"
Upon arriving in the Divine Realm, he gradually realized that his strength was only average in the Divine Realm, and that no Immortal Lord who could ascend to the Divine Realm was lacking in talent.
Even Jiang Shang, who could summon silver lightning, was only slightly better off than the average person. Even when facing a less powerful god, he could still be caught off guard. As a result, Jiang Shang initially suffered quite a few losses due to his reckless actions.
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