Chapter 1365: Chapter 1354: Divine Light Tester
“The Divine Light shines on the tester, reflecting varying colors based on one’s talent, in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.”
“Red signifies the lowest talent, while purple is the highest.”
After speaking, Tielei said disdainfully, “There’s also black, which means no cultivation talent.”
“I see.”
Ning Fan nodded, asking with interest, “What rank does my cyan color fall under?”
Tielei sighed, “In my youth, I was only green.”
“Green?”
Ning Fan glanced at Tielei’s head peculiarly, as if expecting to see some green glow.
Feeling awkward under this strange gaze, Tielei said, “Master Ning, rest assured, cyan talent is enough to outshine the masses.”
“Then I’m relieved.”
Ning Fan pondered privately, “It seems City Hall is aiming to stir trouble with this Divine Light test. If the glow falls below green, someone might exploit the situation.”
For a moment, Ning Fan became curious, wanting to know his true talent.
Before long, surrounded by thousands of citizens, the people from City Hall arrived on the platform.
“Damn Victor, utilizing believer power to bolster City Hall’s momentum.”
As City Hall’s leading figures arrived with the masses, Tielei increasingly felt this was a challenge to the Temple.
Despite wishing to eliminate Victor, Tielei maintained composure and greeted with a smile, “Chairman Victor, welcome to the Temple for the ceremony.”
“It’s expected; an event unseen in Ancient Sky City for centuries; I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”
Without waiting for Tielei’s introduction, Victor turned to Ning Fan and said, “You must be Master Ning.”
Ning Fan nodded in acknowledgment.
“Master truly deserves praise as a young hero; our Ancient Sky City is fortunate.”
Victor grinned, “Master, if you have time, you’re welcome to visit City Hall; I have long desired to connect with you.”
“Then I would be obliged.”
“Cough… it’s time, let’s head inside.”
Seemingly wanting to cut short Ning Fan’s conversation with Victor, Tielei interrupted and headed towards the Temple entrance.
At this time, Ning Fan noticed that City Hall and the Temple were indeed at odds.
Especially the priests from both sides; although they didn’t glare at each other, the tension in the air was palpable.
Their positions were distinctly separated, with neither interfering with the other.
As Victor walked, he asked, “High Priest, what divine duty is Master Ning being bestowed?”
“Commander of the Divine Battle Legion of the Divine Servant Corps.”
Since Ning Fan didn’t yet reach Aerial Mastery cultivation, Tielei couldn’t bestow a priestly divine duty, but instead gave a divine duty to gather him under their wing.
Looking at the Golden Armored Guards on the steps, Ning Fan understood the meaning of this divine duty.
Ning Fan was aware he was merely a titular commander, lacking real power.
“It seems Master Ning has gained quite a lot from years of ascetic cultivation!”
Victor’s eyes flashed sharply, giving Ning Fan a deep look.
As the commander of the Divine Battle Legion, one must possess ability to command respect.
“Since Tielei dared appoint Ning Fan this position, it indicates his power…”
Victor sighed inwardly, “A Half-step Aerial Mastery ascetic, it’s a pity to miss this opportunity.”
When Ning Fan first appeared in Ancient Sky City, the gate officer reported the news immediately, drawing Victor’s attention.
Though City Hall received the news ahead of the Temple, their luck faltered a bit.
Ning Fan hadn’t used his pass, leading to City Hall losing track of him.
Instead, Wick from the Muto Family stumbled upon Ning Fan by chance.
By the time Victor arranged to contact Ning Fan, Tielei’s Nether Guards had already secured him.
This led to several skirmishes between both sides in private.
To avoid escalating conflict, Victor could only watch Ning Fan engage with the Muto Family.
If Ning Fan knew how both the Temple and City Hall competed to meet him, he might be brimming with pride.
Yet now, Ning Fan felt a chill.
“Ma Dan. Another Aerial Mastery Peak. Aerial Mastery Peak here seems to be cheap and common.”
When it came to sacrificial strength, Ning Fan wasn’t even interested.
However, both Victor and Tielei were of ascetic strength.
“Tielei as High Priest seems too capable; only on par with one of Pharaoh’s leaders.”
Ning Fan sighed inwardly, curious about the Thousand Year Eye Totem.
It was precisely this Divine Artifact that restrained Pharaoh from dealing with the Muto Family.
Once the notable figures entered the Temple, believers then entered through side doors.
Soon enough, apart from the avenue leading to the Thousand Year Eye Totem, the vast Temple was crowded, leaving no space even in the hall,
with more people outside looking in.
Despite the crowd, there wasn’t the expected chaos.
Everyone held their breath, nervously watching the central aisle.
On that broad aisle paved with White Jade stone,
the Temple was on one side, and City Hall was on the other.
As the ritual’s protagonist, Ning Fan stood in the center, accompanied by Tielei and Victor.
Upon reaching the Thousand Year Eye Totem, the group finally halted.
“The ritual ceremony begins now.”
As Tielei’s words fell, the skylights on the Temple’s ceiling and walls shut tightly.
Without sunlight, only illuminated by oil lamps, the Temple dimmed significantly.
“Master Ning Fan, please ascend the sacrificial altar.”
Ning Fan was slightly taken aback, expecting a ceremonial commencement only to find it moving straight to the main event.
Staring at the stone platform before him, Ning Fan hesitated briefly before resolutely stepping onto it, his peripheral vision constantly monitoring that pyramid-shaped donation box.
Should he notice Tielei attempting to donate, Ning Fan would leap off the platform without hesitation.
As the stone platform slowly rose, those present watched Ning Fan’s back excitedly.
As Ning Fan aligned perfectly with the massive pupil of the Thousand Year Eye Totem, he was relieved when no donation scene transpired.
Then, in the silence of the Temple, Tielei’s mysterious chanting echoed.
As the chant emerged, Ning Fan noticed Victor’s group’s clothing bulging prominently, visibly channeling True Qi.
Their expressions were serious, seemingly apprehensive of something.
Meanwhile, twelve priests from the Temple shifted slightly, with their positions appearing to protect Tielei centrally.
Noticing the wary looks on both sides, Ning Fan’s lips curled with a hint of mischief, “Should I provoke them?”
After pondering, Ning Fan decided against such a bold idea,
The Half-step Aerial Mastery cultivation gained through ascetic practice may not allow mastery, but could at least achieve intuitive control.