Volume One, Chapter 349
Zhao Fu slowly walked up to the two of them and said with a smile, "Behave yourselves, and I can spare your lives."
The two begged in agony, "My lord, we're willing to obey. Please don't kill us."
Zhao Fu had the two insects stop, and the pair immediately stopped feeling pain. They stared at Zhao Fu with terrified expressions.
Zhao Fu looked at the white-haired old man. "Take care of that corpse. Don't worry about anything—I'll handle it all. I'm heading to the temple now."
The white-haired old man said with a smile, "We understand, my lord. Everyone in our village supports and believes in you. You will surely, just as the prophecy foretells, make our Sun Clan prosper. From now on, we are willing to worship you generation after generation."
Zhao Fu gave a quiet hum and looked at the two men. "Take me to the temple now."
The two nodded fearfully and nervously.
The three headed in one direction. As they walked, Zhao Fu asked, "Tell me what your temple is like."
One of them answered nervously, "We belong to a White-grade temple under the Bright Sun Temple, located to the northwest. There are over three thousand people in the temple."
Hearing this, Zhao Fu was somewhat puzzled. "What is the Bright Sun Temple? And what is a White-grade temple? Explain it to me first."
The man replied, "There are eight temples: the Vast Sun Temple, Heavenly Sun Temple, Divine Sun Temple, Sacred Sun Temple, Bright Sun Temple, Light Sun Temple, Great Sun Temple, and Flame Sun Temple. Each temple is divided into five grades. The lowest is the White-grade temple, followed by the Yellow-grade temple, Red-grade temple, Purple-grade temple, and finally the highest-ranked Gold-grade temple."
"A Yellow-grade temple can govern several hundred