After the farce, Blake returned to normal and explained the situation to Tingyun.
"According to what you all have said, this humble woman... was saved by the Aeon?"
"Mmm! I really envy Miss Tingyun, to be favored by the supreme Lord Yite. I wish I could experience it myself... no! Even just witnessing it would make my life worthwhile!" The priestess cast an envious glance at Tingyun.
"Ahem." Blake coughed lightly twice. The priestess realized her lapse in composure; she had been too excited.
"That dazzling light at the crucial moment, it was a gift from the [ Eternity ] Aeon, it doesn't make sense..."
Tingyun was slightly puzzled. She had only set off with the [ Whistling Flames ] caravan yesterday. Unless the Aeon was hiding on the ship, there was no reason for Him to intervene and save a caravan that was under attack.
Not all Aeon are as kind-hearted as the Reignbow Arbiter and the Life-Looming Author.
Unless... this [ Eternity ] Aeon is truly idle. She had heard Ye Yan say that the Eternity Elation are one family, having been together for thousands of Amber Era.
If one had to draw a line between "divinity" and "mortality" in the way the Aeon operate, then these two must be Aeon are quite close to the "mortal" side.
He plays the clown among the gods, yet he can secretly influence the fate of all living beings.
The secrets that Tingyun knew all came from the storyteller Mr. Xiyan. Ye Yan mostly told her things related to the Church.
One night, Tingyun was a guest at the [ Sleepless Earl ] teahouse and sat at the same table with the proprietress, Mengming, where he witnessed a dramatic scene:
Several archaeologists from foreign lands gathered together to explore the secrets of the cosmic Aeon.
"I've noticed... it seems everyone underestimates It's's Yite power. Although He's known as the ' Heavenly Lord of the Eternal World ' in Luofu and appears to be neutral, as a professional archaeologist, I'd like to offer my perspective."
Even though the person speaking was wearing a mask, Tingyun could still see the confidence in his expression.
" Eternity? If Mr. Ye Yan were here, the scene would be quite spectacular." Mengming sat on Tingyun's lap; she had heard Ye Yan tell many stories before.
"Hehe~ You know Lord Ye Yan's personality, he never leaves his house... He loves milk tea, and I wanted to ask someone to patronize his milk tea shop more often, but he politely declined."
"Sigh~ What's the point of someone opening a milk tea shop like this... The business is so bad, they're probably losing money every day." Mengming lowered her head, completely unaware that the masked man next to her suddenly twitched.
"I'd like to see what you can come up with. Throughout countless Amber Era, no one has been fortunate enough to see His true form. If you ask me... He probably doesn't even exist."
Another archaeologist with brown hair countered by taking out some amber-colored crystal sand from his pocket.
"The Supreme Amber Lord performed a Miracle, and a rain of stardust rose up with the fall of His giant hammer. What this signifies is self-evident."
"To the Amber Lord, it is but a mere speck of dust... but to us, each grain of sand contains the essence of Preservation."
"On the Yite hand, did It leave behind any symbolic materials or objects? In other words, Yite didn't cease to exist; it simply perished long ago!"
The masked man sneered, crossed his arms, and directly mocked:
"Come on, do you understand the [ Eternity ] Aeon Aeon, or do I? His traces can be found in every galaxy, Eternity how did you come to the conclusion that he has already fallen?"
"Anyone who has visited the Church of Eternity knows that they treat people with sincerity and provide excellent service to every visitor. Before leaving, Church staff will take them to the souvenir shop where they can choose anything to take home."
"But you've never been to Church, you don't know how good it is there... tsk tsk tsk, fine! I'll show you all what it's like!"
The masked archaeologist stood up and mysteriously rummaged in his pocket.
Look at this!
"Soap? Dude, you carry toiletries with you?" The person next to him nearly spat out the tea he had just drunk when he saw this.
"Uh... sorry, I took the wrong one, please wait a moment." He searched again, muttering to himself.
"That's strange, I checked carefully before I left... Could that guy have taken it?"
The female archaeologist next to him, also wearing a mask and with long, wavy blonde hair, couldn't stand it anymore and whispered a reminder:
"Um... why don't you check your pockets?"
The masked man did as instructed and indeed found what he wanted to display—a miniature hourglass.
"Oh! Please allow me to express my deepest gratitude to you, my colleague!"
"Haha..." She laughed awkwardly, but the mask archaeologist didn't forget the important matter:
"As we all know, hourglasses can be used to tell time. Even today, many planets still use them, and in some places, there are even magical techniques that use hourglasses to enhance weapons."
"What if I said... this was created by the [ Eternity ] Aeon?" He smiled mysteriously and continued:
"The first hourglass created by the gods must have contained the greatest power!"
"As an archaeologist, my next historical work will boldly demonstrate the latest findings of my dedicated research over the past few Amber Era! Obtaining the hourglass will make me an Emanator of [ Eternity ], attracting His gaze!"
"At that time, everyone is welcome to go to the Church to purchase..." the masked man said in a long string of words.
The female archaeologist next to him also shared her opinion. "Based on my research, and with a bit of speculation, I believe this historically significant hourglass may have been secretly passed down as a token."
"Take the highly regarded Church of Eternity as an example. Have you ever considered that... before taking office, the priests of the Church perform rituals that are unknown to outsiders?"
"Hey buddy, why do I feel like you two are here to preach to me about the Church?" the brown-haired man couldn't hold back any longer.
"Brother, we are simply stating the facts. It is said that the current Chair of the Church possesses a similar hourglass, bestowed upon him personally by the noble and upright Yite!"
"Really? I need to go back and do some more research. I was too hasty in drawing conclusions. If I have the chance, I should still visit the Church of Eternity you mentioned..."
"Hey, brother, if I remember correctly, five system hours later, a gondola will make a brief stop near the Xianzhou, piloted by the Mourning Actors, and it will pass right by the Church of Eternity during its journey."
"How about we go join the fun?"
"Oh! Cloth... ptooey, ptooey, please take me with you!"
Seeing how enthusiastic the two were, the brown-haired archaeologist couldn't very well refuse... After reaching an agreement, the three of them left the teahouse humming a song.
"Hmm... Is this Church of Eternity really as good as they say?" Mengming pondered, then realized something and exclaimed:
"Wait, those three guests haven't paid!"
End of Memory, Great Church of Eternity
"Miss Tingyun, could you please tell me more about... the story before He intervened?"
When asked by Blake, Tingyun did not hesitate and exchanged information with him directly.
Tingyun only hoped that her companions in the caravan would be safe and sound, and that she wouldn't be the only one left alive, as that would be the greatest pain.
After recounting the harrowing ordeal to Blake, especially when the words " Lord Ravager " were mentioned, Blake's lips twitched visibly.
"You lowly scum, it seems the [ Destruction ] fluctuations observed on the Xianzhou the other day were indeed real."
"Miss Tingyun, let's set off now. I swear in the name of [ Eternity ] that I will bring you back safely!"
"Furthermore, as the Church Chair, the Lord of the Hunt has a good relationship with our deities. How could we not help a brother in need? The Church of Eternity will mobilize all its forces to lend a helping hand to the Xianzhou Luofu!"
As Blake grew more and more passionate, just as he was about to continue, a crack suddenly appeared in the stained glass of the church dome, making a soft shattering sound...