Training in the garbage dump not only didn't tarnish Ning Fan's reputation, making everyone laugh at him,
but it also had a tremendous enhancement effect, becoming a halo of prestige.
"Asutu! I don't know whether to hate you or thank you."
When entering the Ancient Sky City, Ning Fan did reveal the Peak of True Origin cultivation.
But the only one who knew his ascetic identity and appeared at the garbage dump was Asutu.
"Isn't this like lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own foot?"
Remembering the words that fooled Asutu earlier, now spreading throughout the city, Ning Fan felt more uncomfortable.
It was just the different values that caused the discomfort in Ning Fan's heart.
Asutu, who was animatedly chatting in the teahouse, sneezed for no reason, then continued,
"You guys don't know. When I met Master Ning Fan, I was immediately captivated by his extraordinary demeanor."
At this moment, Asutu completely forgot. When Ning Fan asked for a ride back then, he was planning to make a move.
"Can you imagine that scene! Under the first ray of sunlight in the morning, the master appeared before me like a messenger of the Sun God."
"Do you know where the master appeared from?"
After whetting everyone's appetite, Asutu said solemnly, "It was that infamous western outskirts garbage dump."
"Wow!"
The crowd was in an uproar, showing expressions of disbelief.
The western outskirts, where the sun sets, gathered all the world's filth.
To the residents of Ancient Sky City, that place was the most evil, enough to cause nightmares.
"I've been dumping garbage there for years. It's no exaggeration to say that place is like a living Hell, reeking of filth."
A previously unspeakable profession now became Asutu's greatest talking point.
"But the master was as calm as a breeze, unruffled as if strolling through the woods, completely unaffected by the environment. Imagine, what kind of temperament is that? Can you achieve that?"
"No, can't do it, can't do it."
"No wonder Master Ning is so young yet has cultivation at the Peak of True Origin."
"I think the master will soon become a priest. Asutu, you've met someone important."
...
If Ning Fan knew Asutu was still spreading his "glorious achievements," he would probably be so angry he'd spit blood.
"Enough!"
Ning Fan scolded unhappily, if he heard the words 'garbage dump training' again, he'd have a blood vessel burst.
Seeing the displeased Ning Fan, the beautiful woman thought he was angry with Wick and softly pleaded, "Master Ning, please forgive Young Master Wick."
It had to be said, the bizarre farce just now had already diluted Ning Fan's killing intent.
Ning Fan said lightly, "Give me a reason to spare him."
The beautiful woman glanced at Wick, who immediately said, "I'm willing to atone for my sins."
"We also offer abundant Sin Gold."
Ning Fan shook his head, "That's not a reason."
Wick was stunned, not knowing how to respond.
The Ancient Sky City's Code of Law clearly stated that sins could be forgiven with money, pleading for forgiveness from the other party.
The local residents habitually handled disputes this way.
The beautiful woman, thinking quickly, immediately responded, "Master Ning, Young Master Wick is not someone reckless, moreover, with the master's ascetic identity, the Wick family would rush to host, not dare to cause trouble."
"Yes, the family has already sent someone to invite the master as a guest..."
Saying this, Wick showed a trace of regret on his face.
Now, not only had he failed to invite Ning Fan, but he had also offended him. If the family knew, he would surely be punished.
"Master Ning, Young Master Wick belongs to the god-serving family."
Wick suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Yes! Master Ning, I can help you become a priest."
"Oh. How can you ensure that?"
Seeing Ning Fan somewhat intrigued, Wick grinned and said, "My grandfather is the High Priest, it's just a matter of a word."
The beautiful woman nodded appropriately, indirectly confirming Wick's true identity.
Glancing at the ingratiating Wick, Ning Fan secretly sneered, "No wonder this idiot could reach the Peak of True Origin, turns out there's someone in the Temple."
"Isn't a priest supposed to have Aerial Mastery Stage cultivation?"
"That's not a problem. The master can become an Apprentice Priest."
Wick patted his chest confidently, displaying a haughty demeanor as if he had connections.
"You all get up!"
Hearing this, Wick hurriedly said, "Master Ning, I'll notify my grandfather right away to arrange this."
"Let's talk about this later!"
Ning Fan turned back to the private room.
The benefits of becoming a priest were undeniable, but there was a downside; it easily exposed one's identity.
According to Ancient Egypt's ruling tradition, the Pharaoh combined religious and royal power, the Sun Temple had to follow the Pharaoh's orders.
Though Ning Fan's identities might deceive most people, in front of the Pharaoh and High Priest, they couldn't withstand scrutiny.
Before figuring it out, Ning Fan could only treat this as a hidden card.
As for whether Wick would go back on his word or even retaliate,
Ning Fan really didn't fear.
Given Wick's pathetic display of strength, it's likely the High Priest isn't much stronger.
If worse comes to worst, he'll just wipe out this pretentious family.
"Master Ning, so what should I..."
By now, Wick had already healed his internal injuries and was waiting helplessly for instructions.
Ning Fan impatiently waved his hand, "Go wherever you want!"
"Then I'll head back first."
Seeing that Ning Fan really let him go, Wick quickly left, not caring about the two lackeys' fates.
The beautiful woman giggled, "Ladies, aren't you going to serve Young Master Ning well?"
"Oh no! Why didn't I find an excuse to leave?"
Ning Fan inwardly shouted it's bad, but it was too late to leave now, he was already surrounded by a group of fiery girls.
"I hope this 'garbage dump training' title is really that useful, like a credit card."
Ning Fan couldn't help mocking himself. Soon, he'd know the title's effect.
Not long after, there was a knock at the private room door, followed by the beautiful woman's voice, "Young Master Ning, are you available now?"
"In a moment."
Replying with that, looking at his nearly torn clothes, Ning Fan helplessly said, "You little fairies, settle down."
If not for his desperate resistance, he'd probably have been stripped by eight women by now.
"Come in!"
Sitting grandly, Ning Fan was in high spirits with beauties on both sides.
The door opened, revealing the beautiful woman and a square-faced middle-aged man.
"Hello, Master Ning, I'm Tugla, the owner of this place. A small token, please accept it."
The middle-aged man finished speaking and offered a gold card with both hands.
Ning Fan said casually, "What's the meaning?"
The beautiful woman's expression changed, quickly laughing to defuse the situation, "Young Master Ning misunderstood. We disturbed your enjoyment earlier, this is a token of the store's appreciation, hoping for your forgiveness."
"Hmm! I forgive you."
Listening to Ning Fan's flirtatious and arrogant words, Tugla didn't get angry, instead asked in a low voice, "I heard Master Ning has been training in the western outskirts garbage dump, I'm here to visit."