Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Qingzhou City, Xiyu Tower.

The host, Su Muyu, lightly tapped the table with her fingertips, her gaze falling on the jade slip sent by Yuan Tiangang.

The jade slip explained that Yuan Tiangang and his group had previously agreed, in the name of Xiyulou, to help Shangguan Hong compete for the position of family head.

"Since it was the name of Xiyulou that agreed to this, then we will handle it ourselves!"

Su Muyu raised her eyes and looked at Jing Ke beside her.

"First, send someone to contact Shangguan Hong and find out the specific rules of the struggle for the position of family head."

"Yes, Master." Jing Ke acknowledged the order and withdrew.

……

The main bedroom of the Shangguan family mansion.

A strong smell of medicine filled the air.

Shangguan Feng, the head of the Shangguan family, leaned against the bed, his face as pale as paper, coughing up blood from time to time.

He looked at the elderly Wang Lao standing beside him, his voice weak:

"Old Wang, you've followed me for many years... In your opinion, which of my sons is suitable to inherit the position of family head? Cough cough cough..."

He knew his days were numbered, and if he could not appoint an heir as soon as possible, the Shangguan family would surely fall into internal strife, and he would be a sinner against the family.

"Master, this old servant isn't quite sure either!" Old Master Wang deliberately avoided the topic.

Shangguan Feng could easily see through Old Wang's intentions:

"Old Wang, please speak frankly, I won't blame you!"

Old Master Wang sighed, "Alright, Master, I'll speak frankly. Please forgive me if I've said anything inappropriate."

"The eldest son is restless and power-hungry. Although he has powerful backing, he will only be a puppet if he becomes the head of the family."

"The second young master is too indecisive; if he becomes the head of the family, I fear he will struggle to gain the support of the people!"

"On the other hand, the Third Young Master Shangguan Hong is decisive and knows how to make choices."

Old Master Wang paused for a moment, then continued, "However, the Third Young Master is an illegitimate child with a bad reputation and no power to back him up in the past."

"But according to my investigation, he seems to have some powerful backers recently. However, the other party is too mysterious and we have not been able to find out their strength so far. It seems that their strength is not weak."

Shangguan Feng gave a bitter laugh and began to cough violently:

"Cough cough cough! What a pity... what a pity Yun'er isn't a boy, otherwise..."

Old Wang had followed Shangguan Feng for many years. How could he not know Shangguan Feng's thoughts?

Fourth Miss Shangguan Yun is intelligent and decisive, and is also a saintess of a certain sect. She was the best candidate, but unfortunately, she is a woman, and the elders would never agree to it.

The patriarch of the Shangguan family had long ago given instructions: the sons should compete for supremacy, and the strongest should succeed to the throne.

"Old Wang,"

Shangguan Feng caught his breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Tomorrow, issue the order that three days later, my three sons will compete in a martial arts contest to determine the new head of the family!"

"Yes, Master."

.....

The next day,

The news that the Shangguan family would hold a martial arts contest to select a new family head in three days spread throughout Qianzhou, causing undercurrents to surge among various factions.

Inside the Fine Rain Pavilion, Su Muyu received the message and softly called out to an empty space:

"Six Sword Slaves"

Six figures silently appeared, bowed, and said in unison:

"OP!"

"Come with me to Qianzhou."

Su Muyu stood up.

"Jing Ke and Gao Jianli, you two will take charge of the Fine Rain Pavilion."

"Yes, sir!"

Before she finished speaking, Su Muyu and her six sword slaves transformed into several afterimages and disappeared from Xiyu Tower, flying towards the outskirts of Qingzhou City.

……

Shangguan Hong's courtyard was filled with his supporters from his branch clansmen.

An elder from one of the branch branches, looking at the composed Shangguan Hong, couldn't help but ask:

"Third Young Master, the competition for the position of family head is in three days. How can you be so calm?"

"The forces behind the eldest and second young masters will definitely be present, so things might change!"

Shangguan Hong picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Ha! This so-called martial arts contest is nothing but a formality."

"With the strength of my two older brothers, what do I have to fear?"

He put down his teacup, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes:

"As for the forces supporting them... do you think I don't have any?"

The elder was taken aback and was about to ask further when Shangguan Hong raised his hand to interrupt him:

"You will know in three days."

Outside the courtyard, the sun shines brightly, yet it cannot penetrate the impending storm.

……

Zhongyu,

Qiongzhou

Joy City.

This large city under the jurisdiction of the Hehuan Sect truly lived up to its reputation.

Restaurants and dance halls were everywhere in the streets and alleys, with the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments and decadent music filling the air, creating a scene of extravagance and debauchery.

Inside a riverside pavilion, Xue Wutian leaned on the railing, gazing at the people coming and going below, and couldn't help but say:

"This Happy City truly lives up to its name; it's a place for fun and entertainment everywhere."

The Blood Demon Ancestor's gaze swept over the cultivators in the city, and he said indifferently:

"However, the cultivators in this city are of average strength, with only one person at the Celestial Realm."

"Tianchou, go and bring him here to ask him what happened."

"Okay, Master, I'll be right back."

Mo Tianchou's figure flashed and disappeared from the pavilion.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion in Joy City,

"Haha, my darlings, come here and let me give you a kiss!"

"My lord, if you catch up to me, I'll let you kiss me!"

"Hahaha, got you!"

A man in fine clothes was frolicking with several women, his laughter licentious.

"Bang!"

Just then, the mansion gate was kicked open, and Mo Tianchou stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

"How dare you! Who are you, you cowardly rat, trespassing into the City Lord's mansion!"

The man in brocade robes roared angrily, but when he saw the terrifying aura emanating from Mo Tianchou, his face turned deathly pale.

Mo Tianchou was too lazy to waste words. He reached out and grabbed the man in brocade robes, lifting him up from the air and strangling him by the neck.

"ah…!"

Several women nearby screamed in fright, but were instantly shattered into pieces by Mo Tianchou's cultivation pressure.

"Please...please spare my life, senior!"

The man in brocade was so terrified that his voice trembled as he begged for mercy.

He never expected that he, a master of the Celestial Realm, would be completely powerless against his opponent.

Mo Tianchou ignored him, picked him up, and in a flash, left the city lord's mansion.

Soon, Mo Tianchou returned to the riverside pavilion with the man in brocade robes and threw him on the ground.

"Master, Uncle-Master, the person has been brought."

The man in brocade robes collapsed to the ground, staring at the Blood Demon Ancestor and Bloodless Heaven.

Hearing Mo Tianchou's address again, he was even more terrified and quickly got up and knelt down:

"I am an elder of the Hehuan Sect, paying my respects to the three lords! What are your orders?"

Although the man in brocade robes was extremely shocked, he quickly regained his composure.

The other party's methods are truly terrifying. If they wanted to kill me, I'd be dead already. Admitting defeat is the only way!

"Are you an elder of the Hehuan Sect?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"Then you must know a lot of things, so next, I'll ask you a few questions."

"You'd better give me an honest answer, or... I'll just start searching your soul!"

"Please ask, sir, I will answer to the best of my knowledge!"

The man in brocade robes dared not conceal anything. If his soul had truly been searched, he would be utterly finished.

Where in the Central Region is the Hehuan Sect located?

"My lord, our Hehuan Sect is located in Qiongzhou, in the Central Region."

"What are the major powers in Qiongzhou?"

"There are only two major powers in Qiongzhou: one is my Hehuan Sect, and the other is the Guangming Sect."

"Our two major forces have directly occupied the entire Qiongzhou."

"The Illuminati Cult?"

Upon hearing these three words, a sharp glint flashed in Xue Wutian's eyes.

The Blood Demon Ancestor saw this but didn't point it out, instead continuing to ask:

"Tell me everything you know about the Church of Light."

"The Church of Light has always used the banner of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, calling itself the chosen religion! It is particularly hostile to demonic cultivators and evil cultivators."

"A thousand years ago, our strength was comparable to that of the Hehuan Sect, and we lived in peace."

"But in the last thousand years, they have become increasingly powerful, and have fought more than a hundred battles with our sect, with no clear winner."

"However, recently, the Church of Light seems to have received external assistance and has repeatedly provoked our sect, which has gradually put our sect at a disadvantage."

The man in brocade robes paused, then said:

"If the three lords wish to learn more, please come with me to Huan Sect to see my sect leader. My sect leader will certainly welcome you with open arms!"

After hearing the man in brocade robes' words, the Blood Demon Ancestor turned to look at Xue Wutian and Mo Tianchou:

"Second brother, Tianchou, what do you think?"

"You can go take a look." Xue Wutian's tone was calm, but his eyes couldn't hide his curiosity.

"I don't know why, but I'm very interested in this Church of Light."

"Master, let's go take a look. We've only just arrived in the Central Region, and we don't have anything else to do for now!" Mo Tianchou chimed in.

The Blood Demon Ancestor nodded and said to the man in brocade robes:

"Go back and tell your sect leader that we will be going to your Hehuan Sect tonight."

"Yes! I will go back and inform them immediately, and welcome the three lords!"

The man in brocade felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away in a panic.