Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The next day, at the Xuanming Sect Square.

As dawn broke, the square was already packed with young cultivators who had come to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony.

His eyes were filled with longing for the Xuanming Sect.

Among the crowd were the disguised elder sister and the surrendered officials.

The older sister was dressed in ill-fitting coarse cloth clothes, and every now and then she would secretly take out a piece of pastry and stuff it into her mouth:

"There are quite a lot of people... How did we manage to sneak in?"

The surrendered official glanced at the elder testing magical artifacts on the high platform, then pointed to a secluded corner and lowered his voice:

"Let's hide over there first. I'll use my divine power to create chaos later, and then we'll sneak into the inner gate."

"OK!"

The older sister nodded, but her eyes darted to the snacks in the hands of a female cultivator not far away, and she swallowed hard.

The two quietly moved to a corner and lay in wait.

A moment later, Leng Wuyai led several elders up to the high platform, his majestic gaze sweeping over the crowd:

"The Xuanming Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony shall now begin!"

"Anyone who is sixteen years of age or older and whose cultivation level is at least at the Acquired Realm is eligible to come up on stage for the aptitude test!"

At his command, the cultivators lined up and walked onto the testing platform one by one.

"Now!"

A glint of light flashed in the surrendered official's eyes. He quietly activated his cultivation technique and uttered a low shout: "Soul Control!"

An invisible fluctuation of divine soul energy spread out, causing all the cultivators below the Nirvana Realm in the plaza to become dazed.

He brandished his weapon like a madman and began attacking those around him indiscriminately.

"Bang!"

"kill!"

"ah--"

Chaos erupted instantly, with cries and the sounds of clashing weapons filling the air.

Leng Wuyai's expression changed drastically on the high platform, and he roared:

"Stop it! What are you doing?!"

But the crazed cultivator wouldn't listen to any commands, so he could only lead the elders to fly off the stage.

While shouting to stop him, he knocked the person unconscious.

These cultivators mostly came from various parts of Xuanzhou. Killing them would inevitably damage the reputation of the Xuanming Sect.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the chaos,

The surrendered minister, holding his elder sister's hand, moved like two afterimages towards the inner sect of the Xuanming Sect.

"Keep up!"

The two evaded the patrolling disciples and quickly slipped deep into the inner sect.

Just as they turned a corner, they encountered an outer sect elder at the Void Realm.

The surrendered official's eyes turned cold, and his divine soul power instantly invaded the other party's sea of ​​consciousness: "Take us to the treasure vault."

The elder's eyes glazed over, and he mechanically replied, "Yes."

Under his guidance, the two bypassed numerous guards.

They arrived at a magnificent four-story stone building—the very treasure vault of the Xuanming Sect.

Outside the stone building, an elder at the Nirvana Realm was meditating with his eyes closed. Seeing someone approach, he opened his eyes, frowned, and demanded:

"This is the treasure vault. What are you doing here, an outer sect elder?"

Before he could finish speaking, the surrendered minister appeared behind him like a ghost, grabbing the back of his neck with a claw and applying slight force.

"Snap!"

The elder died before he could even scream.

The surrendered official took the treasure vault token from his waist and then slapped the Dongxu Elder, who was leading the way, to death.

"Quickly use the corpse-dissolving potion from your treasure pouch to destroy the evidence!"

The older sister quickly took out a bottle of corpse-dissolving liquid from her pouch and poured it on the two corpses.

With a hissing sound, the corpse quickly turned into a pool of black water that seeped into the ground.

"Walk!"

The surrendered official used his token to open the barrier around the stone tower's main gate, and the two slipped inside.

Upon entering the first floor, the older sister's eyes widened in astonishment at the sight before her: "Wow! So many low-grade spirit stones!"

She quickly pulled out an empty storage ring and began frantically stuffing it in:

"Hahaha, they're all mine! They're all mine!"

The surrendered official rolled his eyes: "Keep your voice down! Do you want to be discovered?"

"Hehe, I'm so excited." The older sister chuckled twice, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"You set it up on the first floor, I'll go check on the second floor," the surrendered official said, turning and walking towards the second floor.

"Go on, go on!" The older sister didn't even look up, happily filling the spirit stones.

The second layer mainly contains basic cultivation resources, such as pills and spiritual herbs.

The surrendered minister didn't stand on ceremony and took out his storage ring to start looting—though it was useless to her, it could be exchanged for spirit stones.

Not long after, the older sister finished decorating the first floor and skipped and hopped up to the second floor:

"There's nothing good on the second floor, I'll go check out the third floor!"

With that, she dashed off towards the stairs leading to the third floor.

Upon reaching the entrance, a light blue barrier blocked the way.

"Huh? There's a barrier too?"

Without thinking, the older sister swung her fist and punched him.

"Buzz—!"

The barrier trembled violently, emitting a piercing buzz, and the entire treasure vault shook.

"Who dares to trespass on the treasure vault of my Xuanming Sect?!"

A furious roar came from the depths of the Xuanming Sect, carrying immense pressure.

The surrendered official's expression changed, and he cursed inwardly, "What a coward!"

She rushed to the entrance to the third level, looked at the crumbling barrier, and launched into a tirade against her older sister:

"Why are you breaking down the barrier? Are you trying to make sure everyone knows we're here?"

"How can we get in if we don't break it open..." the older sister muttered aggrievedly.

"Go! We've been discovered!" Jiang Chen grabbed her and ran downstairs.

"If we don't leave now, once the immortals arrive, we won't be able to leave even if we want to!"

"So you don't want the baby anymore?"

"I'm about to die, who cares about treasures!"

As soon as the two rushed out of the treasure vault, they were surrounded by a group of people.

Leng Wuyai, along with his elders and disciples, glared at them menacingly, their eyes blazing with fury.

"You audacious thief! How dare you trespass into the treasure vault of my Xuanming Sect!"

The older sister shrank her neck: "Oh no, we're surrounded..."

The surrendered official's eyes sharpened: "It seems we have no choice but to fight our way out!"

She suddenly lifted her older sister and tossed her forward:

"Get out of here!"

"ah--!"

The older sister screamed as she was thrown away, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"kill!"

The Xuanming Sect disciples thought they had a chance and charged forward, brandishing their weapons.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura of bloodlust suddenly erupted from the smoke and dust.

"Old woman, are you trying to kill me?"

A red-eyed figure burst out from within, a giant Firefly, making a dazzling entrance!

"Die, all of you!"

Ying Gou's eyes blazed with killing intent, and with a wave of his hand, a blood-red light blade swept out.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The elders and disciples at the forefront were instantly cut into pieces, their blood staining the ground red.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Ying Gou was like a demon from hell; wherever he went, Xuanming Sect disciples fell in droves, screaming in agony.

When Ming Shang, the leader of the Xuanming Sect, arrived at the scene, his expression changed drastically upon seeing it: "Such powerful bloodthirsty aura!"

He was about to step forward to stop Ying Gou, but was stopped by the surrendered minister.

"Xuanyin Ghost Claw!"

The pitch-black ghost claw, carrying a chilling aura, aimed straight for Ming Shang's face.

"Mystic Shield!"

In his haste, Ming Shang conjured a black shield, but it was easily shattered by the ghost's claw.

He was jolted backward, his blood surging, and he was filled with horror.

Despite both being at the peak of the Celestial Realm, the other party's strength far surpassed his!

"Who are you? Why are you causing trouble in my Xuanming Sect?" Ming Shang roared angrily.

The surrendered official sneered, "I'm your great-aunt! Let us go now, and I might spare your lives; otherwise..."

"This is outrageous!" Ming Shang roared in fury, crushing a piece of jade pendant in his hand.

"Please, Ancestor, show yourself!"

The surrendered minister sensed something was wrong and unleashed an attack at Ming Shang, urgently shouting at Ying Gou, "Ying Gou, run!"

Although Ying Gou was caught up in the excitement of the killing, he knew the situation was dire.

With a single blood-stained blow, he sent Elder Leng Wuyai and the others flying, then turned and rushed out with the surrendered minister.

But they hadn't flown far when an old figure sped towards them from the direction of the ancestral land. It was none other than the patriarch of the Xuanming Sect!

He stared at the corpses strewn across the ground, his eyes blazing with fury:

"You trespassed into my Xuanming Sect, killed my elders and disciples, and now you think you can leave?"

"Mysterious Netherworld Palm!"

A gigantic hand, capable of blotting out the sky, materialized and slammed down upon Ying Gou and the surrendered minister with earth-shattering power.

The two felt an overwhelming pressure of death enveloping them, with no way to escape.

"Old woman, you've really screwed me over! Why did you bring this idiot sister along to cause trouble?"

While circulating his bloodthirsty power for defense, Ying Gou roared angrily.

"Shut up! If you don't want to die, defend yourself!" The surrendered minister also defended with all his might.

"boom--!"

As the giant hand descended, Ying Gou and Jiang Chen found themselves completely unharmed!

There was an invisible protective shield around the two of them, and it was this shield that protected them.

Ancestor Xuanming frowned and looked into the void:

"Who are you, fellow Daoist? Why are you interfering in the affairs of my Xuanming Sect?"

A cold voice echoed from the void:

"You cannot touch my people."

Before the words were finished, a rift tore open in space, and a gigantic, phantom hand emerged from it.

Once they have captured Ying Gou and Jiang Chen, they will pull them into the spatial rift.

"Don't even think about it!" the Xuanming Ancestor roared. "They've committed so many atrocities against my Xuanming Sect, how can they just leave like that?"

He also exerted all his strength to strike out with a palm to intercept, but he was ultimately a step too late.

The phantom giant hand, carrying Ying Gou and Jiang Chen, vanished instantly into the spatial rift.

"Think you can just walk away like that? Not so easy!"

Ancestor Xuanming roared and tore through space to chase after him.

....

A moment later, he retreated from the spatial rift in a disheveled state, his face ashen.

Ming Shang hurriedly stepped forward: "Ancestor, have you caught up?"

"They got away." Ancestor Xuanming frowned slightly. "The other party was also a terrestrial immortal, and their cultivation was no less than mine."

Ming Shang exclaimed in surprise, "What? That mysterious person's cultivation level is about the same as yours?"

"Then...then wouldn't our Xuanming Sect have suffered for nothing?"

"Ancestor Xuanming glared at him, "Hmph! Isn't this because you're incompetent? Is this how you manage the sect?"

"They let them break in, kill so many elders and disciples, and even lost the contents of two layers of treasure vaults!"

"He caused the sect heavy losses and utter disgrace! A complete waste!"

"Grandmaster, please forgive me!" Ming Shang immediately knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

"That's enough." Ancestor Xuanming waved his hand. "First, treat the elders and disciples, and strengthen security."

"The heavens and earth are about to be unsealed, and all sorts of demons and monsters will come out. Don't cause any more trouble."

"yes!"

Ancestor Xuanming turned around and returned to his ancestral land.

Ming Shang stood up, looking at the mess on the ground and the wailing elders and disciples, his eyes filled with resentment and anger:

"Who exactly is this person... If word gets out about what happened today, my Xuanming Sect will have completely lost face."

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the God of Wealth descends!

[The gates of heaven and earth open, the five gods of wealth enter. First, they bestow blessings; second, they bestow wealth, filling your arms with gold and silver. Third, they bestow good fortune; fourth, they bestow auspiciousness, bringing you good luck and happiness. The gates of kindness and filial piety open, and wealth naturally follows good deeds and filial piety. Seek wealth in the east and it will come; seek a baby in the west and it will arrive. In the center, the true center, the five gods of wealth will not fail you.]