Chương 176: Playing

After Richard ended the chat in the group, he led the group back to the vicinity of Kyoto.

"We're just planning to wander around a bit, would Daiyu like to come along?" Richard asked.

"Brother Li, several older sisters, and little Yao came to play in my world. As the host, of course I have to accompany them."

"Besides, I was prepared to be away from home for a long time when I left, and I've already made all the arrangements. Now that things are done so quickly, there's no rush to go back," Lin Daiyu said with a smile.

"Let's go together then. Where do you want to go?" Richard asked the people behind him.

"Now that we're in the capital, why don't we go for a stroll around the city?" Lin Daiyu suggested.

"The capital? Did you feel uncomfortable when you went to the capital before? Was your strength suppressed?" Richard asked.

"I didn't feel uncomfortable. As for my strength, my spells weren't very effective. I thought it was because I hadn't mastered them."

"Brother Li, are you saying that the capital will suppress my power?" Daiyu asked.

"To be precise, it's not the capital city that will suppress your strength, but rather the human dragon energy that will suppress the strength of the heavenly cultivators."

In particular, cultivators like Fairy Jinghuan, who rely on the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world and the luck of humanity, will only be suppressed more severely.

You're doing alright; it's just that using magic is a bit inconvenient, but you can still unleash at least 80% of your full strength.

Don't rely too much on magic. Once you become an immortal, most of the magic used by mortal cultivators will no longer be able to harm immortals of the same level.

Unless it's one of those Heavenly Divine Powers or Earthly Fiend Divine Powers that carry the laws of Heaven.

"You still need to practice your martial arts. Among immortals, what matters is supernatural powers, magical treasures, and martial arts skills." Richard explained first, then advised Lin Daiyu.

This kid is getting a little obsessed with all sorts of magical effects.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist." Daiyu nodded gently. Recently, she had indeed become somewhat obsessed with various magical arts, and had even neglected to practice the swordsmanship she had initially learned.

As for how she addressed Richard, it was because Richard noticed that the previous way of addressing her was strange, so he asked Daiyu to change it.

And so, the group headed towards the capital. Of course, they wouldn't walk there themselves; that would be too undignified.

He took out several horse-like magical beasts from the original world, built several carriages, and let them choose how they wanted to ride.

Qinglin did not hesitate to choose to ride in the same carriage as him.

Canglan wanted a separate carriage, while Lanxi and Fengyao wanted to ride in the same carriage.

Finally, Daiyu expressed her desire to share a carriage with Xiaoyao, and Xiaoyao reluctantly agreed, even though she had actually wanted to share a carriage with her father as well.

Fine, I'll keep Daiyu company out of pity.

Richard then had several of the magical beasts that had become gods transform into human form to serve as grooms and guards.

He knew that bringing so many girls with him was indeed a bit too conspicuous.

But after all the hard work he's put into cultivating to this point, does he really want to keep a low profile in this ordinary mortal world?

These magical beasts are no longer the same group of subordinates he initially recruited.

His subordinates were initially only at the level of lower gods, and only two of them, who performed the best, were granted the title of middle god.

But later, after his original world was completed, he released the gods of the Douluo God Realm.

To ensure that the gods were self-aware and wouldn't harbor any ill intentions that would make things too ugly, he bestowed upon these divine beasts a mid-level divine status.

This allows them to maintain their suppressive power over the gods of the Douluo God Realm.

With Xiao Yao and the three Heavenly Emperors of War, Annihilation, and Overlord, even if he recruited some more Rule Masters from the Heavenly Gate, his direct forces could completely suppress these guys. He didn't even need to take action.

These new mythical beasts were something Richard casually retrieved from the Tara plane while enriching his own original world.

At that time, although most of the god-level powerhouses in the Tara plane had fled, there were still plenty of saint-level powerhouses and saint-level magical beasts.

Richard casually grabbed a lot and threw them into his own original world.

At that time, the original world was too vast, so in order to enrich his original world, he captured quite a few magical beasts to enter it.

Some of those who performed well and whom Richard took a liking to were also signed into master-servant contracts and granted divine status.

Now, Richard, in order to save face, has found a few creatures from the original world to do the work.

Even if you want to show off and slap people in the face, you can't do it yourself, can you? Do you expect him to personally take action against those spoiled brats whose brains are all mush?

He can't afford to lose face like that.

After transforming, the several mythical beasts, tall and strong, looked fierce and not to be trifled with.

Richard was very satisfied; this would at least deter the vast majority of the playboys.

The group boarded the carriage and slowly made their way towards the capital.

Qinglin raised his hand and flipped it over, taking out a tea set and brewing tea with effortless skill.

More than an hour later, several horse-drawn carriages swayed and wobbled to the city gate and lined up to enter the city.

Daiyu was the hostess, but she wasn't really familiar with the capital. Even when she had visited the capital before, she had only gone to the Rongguo Mansion and had hardly ever gone out to explore. She couldn't very well take Richard and the others to the Rongguo Mansion, could she?

So when other people looked at her and asked her to recommend places to go, she could only say with shame that she wasn't very familiar with them either.

Upon seeing this, Richard scanned the area with his divine sense and casually pointed in a direction. There was a lively restaurant over there, and since it was lunchtime, he might as well go and try the food.

Several carriages turned in unison and headed in the direction Richard had pointed.

After the group entered the restaurant, they were surrounded by people inside.

In those days, very few women would personally come to a restaurant to eat. Even women from wealthy families would order a meal to be delivered to their door.

Richard brought several women over for dinner, and of course, they were surrounded by onlookers.

The once noisy and bustling restaurant instantly became much quieter.

Those who were more refined would steal a glance, then turn away and whisper to their friends at the table.

Some people weren't so refined; they just kept staring.

The group acted as if they didn't see anyone watching them.

Richard called over a waiter, arranged a private room, and ordered two tables of his signature dishes.

The restaurant only returned to its lively atmosphere after the group went upstairs.

The diners started discussing again, mostly about Richard and his group.

Perhaps Richard overestimated the level of the playboys in Kyoto. Before the dishes were even served, several of them, emboldened by alcohol, came to his door.

For these spoiled young masters, Richard and his party had very few guards, which clearly indicated that they were not from wealthy or well-off families.

Several women appearing in public like this certainly couldn't be from wealthy or noble families.

He's probably just some country bumpkin.

If you mess with someone like that, you might as well let them get away with it; your family can easily handle it.

What else is there to say? Let's deal with him.

Let this country bumpkin know that the capital isn't an easy place to get by; you have to curry favor with the powerful.

The waiters following behind kept trying to persuade the group, but the spoiled brats ignored them and had their servants block them.

The young master of the Shi family had one foot on the door of the private room, originally thinking he could kick it open.

After all, although they were all spoiled brats, their families were still martial arts families, and they were forced to learn martial arts from a young age, so they had some basic skills.

But the door didn't budge, and the recoil actually sent him flying several steps away.

"Hey, I never knew the doors of Dingxianglou were so sturdy," he muttered.

"You've been playing around with girls too much, your body's gotten weak," a friend mocked.

"What are you talking about? If you don't believe me, kick it yourself. If you can kick it open, tonight I'll treat you to a feast at Hua Man Lou."

"You said it, right? No taking it back. We're all listening. Watch how I kick it away." His cronies didn't believe him.

He raised his foot to kick, but was bounced back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Feeling humiliated, the man yelled that the people inside should get out.

At first, Richard was quite interested in watching the performance art of these spoiled brats.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a spoiled brat; this is a chance to reminisce about my old life.

There are far more disrespectful noble children in the Panlong world than these纨绔 (wán kù, spoiled brats).

He's encountered quite a few of these before.

After Richard had seen enough, he signaled one of his guards to go out and throw the guys out.

Don't let these people disturb his meal.

The guards were swift and decisive after leaving, simply throwing the men out. Whether these guys would break arms or legs from being thrown from the building was none of their concern.

If it weren't for the fact that their owner didn't seem to intend to kill them, would these guys even want to live?

The restaurant quickly quieted down, and even the diners downstairs became much quieter, afraid of disturbing the ruthless characters upstairs.

The restaurant owner came over personally, wanting the group to leave.

He meant well; those people were all famous painters in the capital, sons of the Four Kings and Eight Dukes.

This is not someone an outsider without connections can afford to mess with. It's best to leave now while it's still not too late.

It would be troublesome if we left too late.

Richard told him to just focus on serving the food; they weren't in a hurry to leave.

The shopkeeper was helpless and wanted to say that they didn't want to do this business anymore.

Richard wasn't afraid, but they were. What if it implicated their restaurant?

But what business is it for a restaurant to turn away customers? They're not trying to dine and dash.

Helpless, they could only instruct the kitchen to serve the food quickly so that the children could finish eating and leave as soon as possible.

Richard didn't care what they thought and enjoyed a comfortable meal.

He hadn't eaten mortal food in a long time.

Several sword spirits, including Xiao Yao, only ate a little bit. They hadn't eaten this kind of food since they gained sentience, and they didn't think there was anything special about these ordinary dishes.

Only Daiyu could eat more with him.

After finishing our meal, we went to a teahouse and sat down to listen to a storyteller.

I spent the whole afternoon strolling around Beijing to pass the time.

Whether it was due to slow reaction or some other reason, the families of those spoiled brats didn't come to cause trouble.

Richard simply ignored it; it was better that there wasn't this classic scenario of the younger brother provoking the older brother.

Before sunset, the group left the city.

There wasn't much entertainment in ancient cities. Aside from eating and drinking, people would enjoy a play or listen to music, or there was gambling, dancing, and some activities that were inappropriate for children at night.

It's better to wander around and enjoy the scenery.

Not long after leaving the city, Richard and his companions boarded the metal lifeform.

Riding in a horse-drawn carriage is nowhere near as comfortable as a metallic lifeform. Even if the metallic lifeform flies a little slower, you can still enjoy the scenery.