At this moment!
Nainier felt an unprecedented grievance!
That's right!
As the primary responsible person aside from Yeming, Lorilya's contributions were undeniable.
But!
She, Nainier?
Among the six Divine Kings, why was her cultivation the lowest, and why had she not yet entered the Origin Realm?
Was it due to insufficient talent, or lack of effort?
Absolutely not!
The true reason was… she simply didn't have much time to cultivate.
After all, for a powerful faction, especially a behemoth like the Temple of Destiny, intelligence work was extremely crucial.
To give a few simple examples:
Were there enemy spies within their own ranks?
What were the movements of other factions?
How should collected intelligence be processed?
…
These were all matters that required a vast amount of time to organize and address.
Therefore, Nainier had little energy left for cultivation.
Yet now, upon seeing Yeming only acknowledging Lorilya's contributions, that unprecedented grievance surged within her.
As her foot was about to step out of the Time House, she was suddenly stopped by a hand.
"I don't want to be a third wheel!"
Nainier didn't turn around, her voice sounding very calm, showing no hint of abnormality.
But it was precisely because her words were too calm that it felt concerning.
"Are you angry?"
Yeming, still holding her arm, asked with a shameless smile.
"Angry? What reason do I have to be angry?"
Nainier still didn't turn, and she attempted to break free from Yeming's grip.
"Sister Nainier! You know Brother Ye didn't mean it like that! He naturally remembers your contributions and everyone else's."
Lorilya came to Nainier's side, wrapping her arm around Nainier's other arm, and said gently, "He's just a blockhead, don't take it to heart!"
"Ugh!"
Hearing this, Yeming's expression became somewhat awkward, but he played along with Lorilya's words: "Yes! Lorilya is right, I am just a… blockhead! I don't know how to speak!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
At their words, Lorilya and Nainier both burst into laughter.
Seeing that Nainier's mood had improved considerably, Yeming continued, "There are some things I haven't had a chance to thank you for yet! The actions of the Ancient Martial Artist Association before were relayed to me by Ying, and I've always kept that in mind."
"Also, regarding the photo incident on Yinluo Net previously, she asked me to convey her gratitude and her wish to thank you in person."
"Everything you've done, every one of us remembers."
After hearing this, Nainier finally turned back and gave him a sidelong glance, saying with a feigned annoyance, "Have you forgotten the fourth rule of the Yeming Family's house rules?"
"???"
The Yeming family's house rules!
How did this suddenly come up? Yeming was a bit bewildered.
"Lorilya, according to the house rules, what happens if someone causes their sisters to feel wronged?" Nainier asked with a cold smile.
"Hmm! Let me think!"
Lorilya pondered for a moment and said, "I recall that if the sisters are wronged, they have the right to expel someone from the household. The duration of expulsion is decided by the sisters."
"Holy cow!"
Hearing this outrageous house rule, Yeming was utterly dumbfounded.
But upon careful reflection, it seemed like such a rule did exist.
"Nainier! You… you're not actually going to…"
Yeming was genuinely a little panicked now.
"What! You personally signed the house rules, and now you want to go back on your word?" Nainier threatened, "If that's the case, then I'll inform your sisters right now, and then…"
"Stop! I… I was wrong! State your conditions!"
Seeing her intention, Yeming quickly raised his hands in surrender.
This was not the time for reasoning.
"Alright! First, upgrade the Time House. As for my conditions, I'll tell you later!"
Nainier looked at him, a glint of cunning flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"You…"
Only then did Yeming realize he had fallen into a trap.
How could the Thousand-Faced Divine King truly be so fragile?
Subsequently, with a heavy heart, Yeming used four "Time Seals" to complete the upgrade of the Time House.
Now, the time flow within the Time House had reached ten times that of the outside.
"Huh? What's going on! Why do I feel like the time flow has changed?"
"This… what happened?"
"No! I need to go out and see. Has something happened to the Temple of Destiny?"
"…"
The moment the time flow changed, the Temple members who were cultivating all stepped out of their rooms to check the situation.
However, upon emerging, they saw the three of them, and immediately bowed:
"Greetings, Divine Lord! Lady Lorilya! Lady Nainier!"
At this moment, their hearts were filled with questions.
For most of them, this was their first time seeing the legendary Divine Lord.
Subsequently, Lorilya explained what had happened.
"Wh-what! Ten… ten times the time flow!"
"This…! What kind of power can accomplish such a feat!"
"Is this the power of a god?"
"Long live the Divine Lord!"
"Long live the Divine Lord!"
"…"
Upon learning the truth, the Temple members began to worship their Divine Lord from the bottom of their hearts.
To them… this was nothing short of divine ability.
"Rise, all of you!"
Yeming looked at these elite warriors of the Temple before him, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction.
"Destiny Guards! Step forward!"
He said solemnly.
As he spoke, a man in his early thirties stepped forward.
The man wore a white uniform. On the back of this uniform was the unique emblem of the Temple of Destiny. Beneath the emblem was a serial number composed of digits.
001!
"Captain of the Destiny Guards… Viss, greetings to the Divine Lord!"
Following him, Temple members wearing the same uniform but with different serial numbers also knelt and said respectfully:
"Greetings, Divine Lord!"
"…"
A total of thirty people.
All the Destiny Guards were present.
Yeming's gaze was like starlight as he meticulously observed Viss. Even he was somewhat shocked by his appearance.
From an aesthetic perspective, whether it was Viss's looks, physique, or the aura he exuded, he was undoubtedly a top-tier handsome man of the West.
Especially his eyes, which were like two enchanting vortices, shimmering with a faint blue glow, as if harboring countless secrets, making one feel compelled to delve into them.
"Late-stage Origin Heart Realm, only one step away from the Origin Soul Realm. His talent is truly monstrous!"
Yeming did not hold back his praise.
He genuinely wondered how Lorilya and the others had discovered such exceptionally talented individuals.
"You flatter me, Divine Lord! Without the Temple of Destiny, I would not be where I am today. For the Temple, this subordinate will dedicate my entire life, even unto death!"
Viss remained unpretentious to Yeming's assessment, possessing a clear understanding of himself.
He, Viss!
Fought only for the Temple.