Capítulo 1354: Chapter 1343: Muto Family
“Cultivation at the junkyard!”
Upon hearing these words again, a flicker of annoyance crossed Ning Fan’s eyes.
“Damn it, why bring up that sore spot? Is not mentioning the junkyard a deadly sin?”
Moved by his irritation, Ning Fan directed a heavy blow of True Qi forward.
Though Tugla sensed the surge of True Qi, not knowing how he had offended the master, he instinctively mustered his own Qi to resist.
His body shimmered, immediately deploying a True Qi Protective Circle.
A dull thud echoed, and Tugla, who had been standing still, staggered a few times, nearly falling.
Upon seeing this, Ning Fan calmly said, “True Yuan at the Early Stage. I never expected the boss to be an Ascetic.”
A flash of shock crossed Tugla’s eyes, never expecting his biggest secret to be exposed.
Ignoring the astonished look of the beautiful woman beside him, Tugla said with a wry smile, “Just a minor trick, Master, it’s laughable.”
“What’s so amusing? The path of Martial Arts is a thorny one; without enduring countless hardships, how can one achieve greatness? Compared to that, power gained through offerings is truly laughable.”
It was rare for Ning Fan to meet an Ascetic, and his mood improved.
Tugla was taken aback, then clasped his hands in gratitude, “Thank you for your valuable advice, Master.”
“To be honest, I’ve been stuck at this Realm for over a decade. If not for the Master’s awakening today, I may have already…”
The rest went without saying. Clearly having a shortcut, yet enduring ten years of stagnation in cultivation.
Over time, the faith in this perseverance would gradually collapse.
Tugla said solemnly, “I’ve decided. Once I manage the store’s affairs, I’ll learn the Master’s junk…”
“Hmm!”
Hearing Ning Fan’s cold snort, Tugla fearfully said, “I dare not step into the Master’s place of seclusion, I will find another site for ascetic cultivation.”
Ning Fan replied irritably, “Go if you want to. Just don’t mention that name in front of me.”
Admiration filled Tugla’s eyes as he said, “The Master’s silence on past glory, this high standard of integrity is truly exemplary for us.”
“Well! The junkyard has really become a halo of prestige.”
At this moment, Ning Fan had to admit it.
“Then I won’t disturb the Master’s elegant mood.”
As Tugla looked at the gold card, he muttered, “This token of appreciation…”
“I’ll accept it.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Tugla left with a cheerful face.
This visit was to meet the legendary figure and, second, to atone for prior mistakes and seek forgiveness.
Unexpectedly, Ning Fan not only forgave him but also offered advice and allowed him to enter the place of seclusion.
For Martial Artists, the site of an Ascetic’s seclusion is a treasured place.
Ascetics engaging in day-and-night meditation and communicating with the mysteries of heaven and earth would leave deep cultivation imprints at their seclusion place.
These cultivation imprints would merge and resonate with the heaven and earth there, being preserved for a long time.
If ordinary Martial Artists could comprehend these imprints, their understanding of heaven and earth, and of True Qi, would reach a higher level.
Moreover, Ning Fan is an Ascetic at the Peak of True Origin, which makes these imprints even more profound and refined.
For Tugla, if he could comprehend the cultivation imprint, he might even make tremendous progress.
In fact, once this news spread, countless people were tempted to try their luck at the west suburban junkyard.
But it was still Ning Fan’s place of seclusion, and entering without permission could have unpredictable consequences.
In Ancient Sky City, where wealth and cultivation were intertwined, the Code of Law was clear,
Every Ascetic’s place of seclusion is their private wealth.
Intruders, even if killed by the owner, would die in vain, unprotected by the Code of Law.
Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, Tugla said excitedly, “I’ll leave tomorrow, the store’s affairs are in your hands.”
Thinking it over, Tugla found it somewhat inappropriate.
Ning Fan’s attitude just now made it clear that the place is open to anyone for visitation.
If he was late and others had absorbed the imprint, that would indeed be a huge loss.
“No way. I’ll leave tonight.”
“Boss, you surely must succeed.”
The beautiful woman prayed silently in her heart; Tugla’s advancement would also benefit her greatly.
Even Ning Fan didn’t expect that an offhand remark would cause such a stir.
As night fell, Ancient Sky City without a curfew saw many vehicles quietly heading to the west suburban junkyard.
Their aim was singular, to seize the opportunity of meteoric rise in Ning Fan’s absence.
While chatting with beauties by his side, Ning Fan learned about the gold card in hand.
It was similar to a credit card on Earth, with a limit of ten thousand gold coins.
Azuto played its role again, serving as the benchmark of purchasing power in Ancient Sky City.
Compared to a government worker’s thirty gold coins monthly salary, the ten thousand gold coins in Ning Fan’s hand was quite a gesture from Tugla.
Yet Ning Fan, without blinking, handed over the gold coins, “Ladies, these are yours.”
“Young Master Ning, please take me.”
“Young Master Ning, love me.”
…
Just as Ning Fan, armed and ready, was about to enjoy the tender world of otherworldly maidens, knocking sounded from outside the door.
Annoyed, Ning Fan called out, “Who is it?”
“Young Master Ning, it’s me, Wick.”
Ning Fan was startled, surprised it was this nobody.
“Could he seek revenge?”
Shaking his head, Ning Fan sensed no other presences.
The first thing Wick did upon entering was to offer a gold card with both hands,
“Young Master Ning, this is my sin gold, a total of one hundred thousand.”
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with surprise, then he asked with interest, “You are quite honest, never thought of seeking revenge on me?”
With a face of grievances, Wick replied, “Am I such a person? I sincerely wish to befriend the Master.”
“Really?”
Ning Fan nodded, a faint, meaningful smile on his lips.
Through his conversations with the women, Ning Fan learned of Wick’s background.
Wick’s full name was Mutuo Wick, the contemporary eldest son of the Muto Family.
The Muto Family is the only divine-serving family in Ancient Sky City, exclusively worshipping the Sun God, with each Family Head serving as the High Priest in the Temple.
For instance, Wick would automatically become the High Priest once the previous Family Head passed away.
Thus Wick’s promise to elevate Ning Fan to a Priest was not just hot air.
In all of Ancient Sky City, besides the Pharaoh, the Muto Family wielded the most power.
The reason Ning Fan was cordial to Wick was due to a rumor.
In Ancient Egypt, the Pharaoh embodied both religion and kingship.
However, in Ancient Sky City, it was not the case.
In fact, there seemed to be discord between the Muto Family and the Pharaoh.
The greatest forces in Ancient Sky City were the Temple and the City Hall; the City Hall, under the Pharaoh’s command, oversaw all civil affairs.
The Temple was a religious belief, meant to be beyond worldly matters, not intertwined with secular power.