Great Tang: Bound to the Great Tang's National Fate from the Start

Outside the Wuji Temple on Mount Kunlun.

"Old man, old man, hurry! I've made a mess of things. I drained the Tang Dynasty's entire national fortune!"

"You little fool, you've really caused a disaster!"

"The Fortune Golden Dragon is dead?"

"I spent five hundred years of cultivation to keep the dragon alive, but... I just bound your cultivation to the Tang Dynasty's Fortune Golden Dragon."

"What does that mean?" Zhang Feng was baffled by the old Taoist Lingyang's words and couldn't make sense of them.

"If you want to cultivate immortal arts, you must first repair your constitution. To repair your constitution, you must first make the Tang Dynasty's national fortune prosper."

"When the nation's fortune flourishes, you grow stronger. When it declines, you grow weaker too!"

Zhang Feng stared listlessly at the chicken leg in his hand. No matter how he looked at it, it just didn't taste as good anymore!

"Old man, what am I supposed to do?"

Lingyang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them. With a smile in his eyes, he said slowly:

"Go down the mountain and help the Tang Dynasty's national fortune flourish..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.