Chapter 1349: Chapter 1338: Money Can Do Anything
In the city, any job requires cultivation, even as an apprentice for manual labor, one must have cultivation qualifications.
Ordinary people without cultivation qualifications cannot survive and will gradually become lowly workers.
After confirming cultivation qualifications, it’s like school entrance exams on Earth, but here it’s the Temple sacrifice.
In the Sun Temple, the priests who serve the Sun God quantify True Qi.
By paying varying amounts of gold coins, one can receive different amounts of True Qi,
accumulating enough True Qi will naturally lead to entering the next realm.
This is what Ning Fan envies the most because it implies there are no bottlenecks.
As long as you keep exchanging gold coins for True Qi, gradually, you can break through to the next realm.
Although it can be done quickly, the cost is quite high, and the more you sacrifice, the more astronomical the number of gold coins required.
Although Asutu is a garbage truck driver, a job that is somewhat unseemly,
In the Ancient Sky City, this is equivalent to a civil servant, with a monthly salary of thirty gold coins.
With his salary, he has been stuck at the Peak of True Qi for over ten years, which shows how costly it is.
“I wonder if there’s a limit?”
A doubt flashed through Ning Fan’s mind—if one could indeed offer unlimited sacrifices, then the City Lord of Ancient Sky City might have already reached the Heavenly Gang.
Even a Heavenly Gang who took shortcuts is not to be underestimated.
“I’ll visit the Temple some other day, to see how True Qi is exchanged.”
Of course, Ning Fan does not want to take this shortcut.
Impure True Qi becomes harder to refine as the realm increases, ultimately not worth the cost.
Sitting in the truck, Ning Fan curiously observed everything in the city.
Wide roads, narrow sidewalks on both sides, and all sorts of shops line the streets, looking no different from a commercial street on Earth.
“Master, why don’t you come to my house to rest?”
Ning Fan shook his head and declined Asutu’s invitation.
The impression left by Asutu was good, and Ning Fan did not want to implicate him.
“Please stop at the intersection ahead.”
“Alright!”
A hint of regret flashed in Asutu’s eyes. Inviting a quasi-priest to his home was a great honor.
Before getting off the truck, Ning Fan asked, “By the way, where’s the busiest place in the city?”
“Hongxiang Avenue.”
Asutu pointed to the tall obelisk ahead and said, “Turn past the right side of the obelisk, and you’ll be there.”
“Alright. See you again if fate allows.”
When Ning Fan said ‘if fate allows,’ he naturally meant helping the old man reclaim the Pharaoh’s throne.
At that time, these people would receive his great repayment.
Ning Fan never had the habit of owing favors, and currently, no one was qualified to make him owe one.
Watching the pedestrians on the street, although all possessed cultivations, they interacted exceptionally harmoniously, preferring words over actions.
Martial Artists are hot-tempered by nature, inclined to fight at the slightest disagreement.
But in Ancient Sky City, who could imagine two Object-Manipulating Realm experts cursing each other like shrews?
Watching the two argue for over ten minutes without fighting, even Ning Fan, just observing, felt anxious for them.
“The Pharaoh’s rule has completely turned these people into obedient citizens.”
After entering the city, Asutu tactfully advised Ning Fan.
If something happens, it’s best not to engage physically, and if you have to, don’t be the first to strike.
In the Code of Law of Ancient Sky City, anyone who fights within the city is taken away by the City Guard, regardless of the reason.
Once the investigation is complete, punishment is based on the case, with the severest being extreme punishment.
Extreme punishment means turning a living person into a mummy.
This is a terrifying and painful penalty; a living person will watch themselves slowly die, filled with agony.
Even after death, their soul will never be reincarnated, eternally confined within the mummy.
The lightest punishment is a fine, and both parties in a fight are fined, with the one who struck first paying the most.
In Ancient Sky City, where money equates to power, this punishment is no light matter.
Additionally, there are many regulations aimed at Martial Artists.
For instance, they are not allowed to use Aerial Mastery for travel, nor to randomly unleash the power of True Qi, and so on.
It is precisely these strict laws that govern every action of the city’s inhabitants.
Although there are numerous Martial Artists in Ancient Sky City, in some respects, it is a very peaceful and safe world.
It is precisely because of these measures that the Temple dares to bestow power upon the public.
This is a testament to the Pharaoh’s absolute control over this place.
Unknowingly, Ning Fan arrived at the obelisk.
This is a monument dedicated to the Sun God, the tallest building in the city, and its most central location.
Earlier, Ning Fan saw the little sun from the west suburban garbage dump, which came from the tower tip.
It is said that even at night, without the sunlight’s reflection, the tower tip will still glow, providing illumination for the city.
Behind the obelisk lies a temple-like architectural complex, which is the City Hall.
All administrative directives of Ancient Sky City are issued here, simply put, it’s the office building for city officials.
Behind the City Hall stands a magnificent pyramid.
That is the City Lord’s Mansion, the Pharaoh’s residence.
In the entire Ancient Sky City, the first ray of sunlight after sunrise shines on the surface of the pyramid.
“Doesn’t this imply that the Pharaoh is the foremost under the Sun God?”
Ning Fan sneered disdainfully; this is another useless religious brainwashing tactic.
But undeniably, such tactics are incredibly effective.
At least, when Asutu mentioned the City Lord’s Mansion, his face full of piety wasn’t faked.
Though he knew the location of the City Lord’s Mansion, Ning Fan had no intention of exploring it for now.
In front of the City Hall stood rows of guards wearing golden armor and holding golden spears.
Their statuelike stance made it clear they were elite soldiers.
Moreover, all these Golden Armor Guards were in the True Origin Realm.
Though their power came from sacrifices, the presence of over a hundred interwoven auras was enough to scare ordinary people to death.
And these are just the guards Ning Fan could see openly; who knows how strict the hidden defenses are.
Without further investigation to understand the city’s situation, Ning Fan absolutely wouldn’t act rashly.
“The urgent task is to find the old man first.”
Ning Fan withdrew his gaze and turned right.
Looking at the shops along the avenue, Ning Fan smiled faintly, “No wonder this place is called Hongxiang Avenue.”
Even though it was daytime, the neon signs outside were still flashing in various colors.
Compared to the previous roads, upon entering Hongxiang Avenue,
Ning Fan clearly felt a different atmosphere here, more cheerful and less serious, even the pedestrians’ steps were relaxed.
Seeing the content on the signs, Ning Fan couldn’t help but quip, “Was Ancient Egypt this open?”
If Hongxiang Avenue were on Earth, it would be a bar and leisure street.
But this is not Earth; it’s an Ancient Sky City steeped in religious power everywhere.