Capítulo 1360: Chapter 1349: Divine Spirits’ Eyes
Leaving the Temple, gazing at the bustling Ancient Sky City, Ning Fan felt lost, yearning intensely for Xu Ruolan in Zhonghai.
Ning Fan had a real impulse to storm into the City Lord’s Mansion, but recalling the fruitless return of the old man, he calmed down.
“Old man, are you in the city or not?”
Just as Ning Fan sighed, Wick appeared out of nowhere, “Young Master Ning, you’re here.”
“Tielei, was this your arrangement too!”
Ning Fan let out a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, confident that he was being followed.
Moreover, the person tailing him had extraordinarily high stealth skills, even he couldn’t detect them.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence, Ning Fan had just left the Temple, and Wick arrived here shortly after.
“Tielei, I’ll show you what it means to try to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.”
Though he didn’t know Tielei’s scheme, it surely related to power struggles,
and Ning Fan’s biggest advantage was not exposing his relationship with the old man, this could be an unexpected move.
“Wick, what are you doing here?”
“Just wandering around, nothing much.”
Noticing the flicker in Wick’s eyes, Ning Fan was clear in heart.
Wick quickly said, “Young Master Ning, how about I host you and take you out for a meal?”
“Alright, let’s go.”
Ning Fan cast a sidelong glance at Wick, always puzzled by his appearance.
In a conversation at the Temple, Tielei clearly understood his grandson, naive and ignorant.
Yet at this moment, he still sent him over to perform a clumsy act of coincidence.
Tielei was almost plainly telling Ning Fan, all these were deliberately arranged by him.
“Could it be…”
Ning Fan instinctively scanned around, searching for some suspicious person.
A sharp gaze swept over, the person hiding swiftly restrained his mind, concealed his presence without revealing a trace.
“Indeed worthy of a prospective priest, horrifying perception.”
Only after ten minutes, watching two gradually blurred figures, did someone lower their voice to say,
“Report to the Chairman urgently. There are Nether Guards near the target; we cannot approach. It seems the Muto Family has succeeded.”
The invisible void seemed to ripple several times, then returned to tranquility.
In a restaurant with Ancient Egyptian cultural characteristics, Wick laughed, “I wonder what Young Master Ning plans to do next?”
Ning Fan toyed with the wine glass, speaking indifferently, “Does Brother Wick have any advice?”
Upon hearing the intimate address, Wick loosened his initially hesitant demeanor, even speaking a bit louder, “In my little opinion, Young Master Ning might as well first take a position in the Temple. Then let this brother guide you in enjoying a good tour in the Ancient Sky City.”
“Why take a position in the Temple first?”
Wick smirked sinisterly, “Young Master Ning, you’ve been cultivating for long, unaware. This City Hall can’t control our Temple. The Code of Law in Ancient Sky City is ineffective on priests.”
Ning Fan fully understood, Wick’s meaning was simple.
Although Ancient Sky City had open streets like Red Fragrant Lane, it was essentially still a rigid place.
Strict laws, numerous rules, restrained the people within the city.
But once holding a position in the Temple, it was different, akin to obtaining a ticket to immunity.
Even if someone from the Temple made a mistake, City Hall, belonging to secular royal authority, couldn’t possibly have jurisdiction.
The owner of the Temple was Tielei, the High Priest of the Muto Family.
By then, acquittal would only be a word from Tielei.
“Seems that this is the bargaining chip for the Temple against City Hall.”
“Young Master Ning, what do you think?”
Hearing Wick inquire again, Ning Fan teasingly asked, “These words came from your grandfather, right?”
“As expected of Young Master Ning, I knew I couldn’t hide it.”
Wick complained a bit, “Really, why not say it directly? Isn’t the City Hall doing the same thing? Yet Grandpa insists I pass the message.”
Ning Fan secretly curled his lip, “Fool! Tielei is the High Priest, naturally not daring to divulge, otherwise, it would surely harm his prestige if spread.”
Using one’s power to win hearts, after all, is a dirty transaction, how could it possibly be laid on the table.
Ning Fan looked at Wick with some pity. It seems having a simple-minded person had benefits, at least convenient to say some inconvenient words.
“”
“Young Master Ning, you don’t know. Ah, those female believers, Saintesses, they’re all tender enough to squeeze water from.”
Wick leered, “If Young Master Ning becomes a priest, you can enjoy the offerings of these believers in God’s name.”
“Shameless!”
At the sound of these two words, Wick was stunned at first, then began to feel nervous, pondering internally, “Could it be Young Master Ning disdains such matters, but…”
But that night, Wick firsthand saw Ning Fan’s wild behavior, otherwise who would dare mention this.
“But I like it. Haha…”
Wick’s expression changed, then he flattered, “Truly as expected of Young Master Ning, even speaks so humorously.”
Ning Fan teasingly remarked, “Brother Wick, seems you’ve tried it huh?”
When mentioning this, Wick’s brows danced with excitement, “Young Master Ning, you’re asking the right person…”
Listening to Wick boast about his legendary exploits…
Ning Fan casually inquired, “Isn’t it necessary to become a priest to join the Temple?”
“What does that matter? Look, Young Master Ning.”
With that, Wick proudly presented a metallic accessory, “This symbolizes the identity of a priest.”
Looking at the hollow eye pattern in the metallic accessory, Ning Fan unwittingly recalled the immense eye in the Temple.
“Young Master Ning. This is the Thousand Year Eye, representing the Sun God’s Right Eye of God.”
Through Wick’s explanation, Ning Fan finally understood, the true worship in the Sun God’s Temple is this Right Eye of God.
“Then where is the Left Eye of God?”
“In the Pharaoh’s hands.”
Listening to Wick’s offhand response, Ning Fan felt tumultuous inside, as this sentence held many implications.
“What do you mean by ‘in the hands’?”
“I’m not entirely sure, only heard Grandpa mention it once.
Back then the Sun God’s eyes were split into two, the Right Eye became the Thousand Year Eye Totem, enshrined in the Temple. The Left Eye transformed into the Thousand Year Eye Scepter, as the symbol of Pharaoh’s rule.”
Recall the Temple’s massive eye, capable of emitting a golden light to help upgrade one’s cultivation, Ning Fan felt tumultuous inside, shocked and said, “Could these really be the Sun God’s eyes.”
“Of course. And they’re genuine Divine Artifacts.” Wick lowered his voice to say, “Otherwise where would the Sacrificial Technique come from?”
“Are you saying this is all the power of the Divine Artifact?”
“Besides a genuine Divine Artifact, who could achieve this?”
“So Gold Coins are the sacrificial offerings?”
“Yes.”
At this moment, Ning Fan thought of many things.
Since the Thousand Year Eye Totem is undoubtedly a Divine Artifact, the old man’s defeat was understandable.
A single Right Eye of God could help everyone in the city elevate their cultivation, how could the Left Eye be any less powerful.
“Young Master Ning, join our Muto Family. Then the two of us could rule Ancient Sky City. The Pharaoh is insignificant. The Thousand Year Eye Totem has always been under my family’s control.”