West Qi Compared to Great Shang, Jiang Shang's Horror, and Shang's Plan to Slaughter the Chan Sect Disciples

Jiang Ziya stood outside the square.

The sight before him left him shaken.

As far as he could see, the vast square was paved entirely with white jade. Such extravagance stirred feelings he could scarcely put into words.

In Chaoge's imperial city, the streets were paved with ordinary green bricks.

Many of the paving stones in that ancient capital had cracked, yet Di Xin, whom the common folk called a tyrant, had hardly ordered anyone to repair them. He had even said the money need not be wasted and should be put toward public works instead.

Apart from the ancestral halls and court halls used for ceremonies, where white jade reliefs adorned the walls,

there were few signs of luxury anywhere.

Yet little West Qi had gone so far as to pave whole stretches of ground with white jade.

Looking around, he saw bridges built from gold bricks and jade where gold and jade gleamed together. Pillars were carved with cloud-and-dragon patterns from white jade, gold, silver, purple copper, pearls, luminous pearls, and other luxuries!

Treasure-light shimmered in countless other places as well.

This was simply...

Extravagance hit him full in the face!!!

How many commoners had poured out their sweat and blood to build all this???

Jiang Ziya drew a deep breath and buried the turmoil in his eyes. His familiar bitterness and resentment returned as he continued after the personal guard.

The guard waited beside Jiang Ziya.

Though his face was expressionless, Jiang Shang did not miss the way he looked at him like a country bumpkin.

Jiang Shang said nothing and kept walking.

After they climbed the long flight of steps, the view opened up.

Jiang Shang saw rows of Chan Sect Outer Disciples standing on either side of the higher platform. Clad in Daoist robes, they