Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Xiao Bizaizi led Bu Yaobilian directly to the central palace of the Sakura Clan.

Inside the hall is a statue that resembles their ancestor.

Bu Yaobilian bowed respectfully to the statue, his movements precise and devout.

After the ceremony, he turned around, looked at Xiao Bizaizi, his brows furrowed, and his tone carried a hint of anger:

"I ask you, why is your branch so small in number?"

"And why choose to stay in a place where the spiritual energy is so scarce?"

Xiao Bizaizi gave a bitter smile, sighed, and slowly began to recount: "Alas! This matter is a long story..."

He slowly recounted how the Sakura Clan was once a considerable force in the Eastern Region.

However, due to the fear of the top powers in the other four states of the Eastern Region, they joined forces to devise a plan to besiege them.

Ultimately, they were forced to retreat and be sealed off on this desolate island, where their spiritual energy was sealed off layer by layer and suppressed for generations.

...Over the years, the cultivators in the clan have found it difficult to advance their cultivation, and many have died young, so their numbers have dwindled.

Xiao Bizaizi's voice was low, filled with deep helplessness and sorrow.

Upon hearing this, Bu Yaobi's face instantly darkened, his eyes blazing with fury, and he let out a low shout:

"Baka!"

"Those bastards from the four eastern states, how dare they! They actually dare to humiliate my Sakura Clan like this!"

He slammed his hand on the pillar beside him, and several fine cracks instantly appeared in the wooden pillar.

"Have you never thought about changing things all these years?"

"Of course I've thought about it!" Xiao Bizaizi said with a wry smile.

"But most of the clansmen we secretly sent out to gather information and seek breakthroughs were killed by those forces..."

He paused, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes, and then began to recount the story of Mei Chuan Neiku and Mei Chuan Neiyi, finally saying in a low voice:

"Especially recently, we received a message from Mei Chuan Neiyi using a secret method..."

"They say...they say she...was captured by the people of Eternal Night Heaven and given to someone else as...a 'gun emplacement'!"

Bu Yaobi's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth:

"Baka! Eternal Night Heaven! What a wicked Eternal Night Heaven! How dare you treat my Sakura Clan's female cultivators like this!"

"Now that I'm here, I can't stand by and watch my people suffer this humiliation."

"Send people out now to find out the details of those top forces in the Eastern Region."

Xiao Bizaizi quickly replied, "The blockade imposed on us by the top powers in the four eastern states has now been lifted."

"I sent people out yesterday to gather information, and I believe news will come back soon."

"Okay." Bu Yaobi nodded repeatedly.

"We'll rescue Mei Chuan Neiyi first."

"Then your branch will come back to the Northern Region with me, and we'll find another opportunity to come back and settle accounts with those top powers."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bizaizi's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly bowed, "Yes!"

....

Five days later.

Eastern Regions, Tianzhou, Eternal Night City.

The entire city was built in a very grand manner, with city walls reaching tens of feet high, constructed entirely of massive, bluish-gray stones.

Each stone is engraved with faint spiritual energy patterns, shimmering in the sunlight.

Two thick stone pillars stood at the city gate, each topped with a colossal black emperor statue, baring its fangs and claws, exuding a majestic aura.

The city is laid out in a neat and orderly manner, divided into three main areas.

The residential area is located at the deepest part of the area, with rows of courtyards arranged neatly, featuring blue bricks and gray tiles, and green bamboo and flowers planted inside and outside the courtyard walls, creating a quiet and elegant atmosphere.

The commercial district is located in the center of the city. The streets are wide, and the shops on both sides have brand-new facades and shiny signs, ready to open their doors to customers as soon as the gong for the city opening ceremony sounds.

The street vendor area is located near the South Gate. It is an open space divided into small grids for independent cultivators to set up stalls and sell their wares.

The opening ceremony is scheduled for the fifth day of the eighth lunar month, which is the day after tomorrow.

In the past few days, cultivators from other states have been arriving one after another, and the city has been bustling with activity and excitement.

The streets were filled with groups of three or five cultivators, some looking around and taking in the appearance of the new city.

Some huddled together, whispering and speculating about the origins of Yongyetian.

Others simply found a tea stall, sat down, drank tea, and waited to see what tomorrow would bring.

The shops in the commercial area were all closed, with only a few employees wiping their counters at the entrance.

He would occasionally peek out at the pedestrians on the street, waiting for the gong to sound for the opening ceremony of the city.

The street vendor area was already bustling with activity, with many early-arriving cultivators having already secured their spots.

He spread out a cloth, laid out the pills, talismans, and magical artifacts he had brought, and started hawking them at the top of his lungs.

"Take a look! Top-grade healing pills, ten spirit stones a bottle!"

"Don't miss out! A century-old elixir, only for trade, not for sale!"

"An ancient treasure just unearthed from a secret realm! Those who know their stuff, come and get it!"

The cries of vendors rose and fell, mingling with the clamor of the crowd, making the whole city seem like a boiling pot.

In a square in the center of the city, Cao Zhengchun was directing people to set up the venue for the opening ceremony.

A red carpet was laid out on the stage, and flagpoles were erected on both sides, with red lanterns hanging from them. When the wind blew, the lanterns swayed gently.

"Eunuch Cao, what do you think of the lanterns hanging in the city?"

Shangguan Lie pointed to the red lanterns hanging all over the city and smiled obsequiously.

Cao Zhengchun looked up and nodded:

"Yes, well done. It looks much more festive this way."

Nangong Gong walked over from the side, leaned close to Cao Zhengchun, and whispered:

"Eunuch Cao, quite a few suspicious cultivators have come into the city, openly and secretly gathering information about the Eternal Night Heaven. Should I send someone to arrest them and interrogate them?"

Cao Zhengchun shook his head, his tone indifferent:

"No need. Let them investigate; they won't find out anything anyway."

"You two only need to send people to patrol and maintain order. If anyone breaks the rules, just take them down."

Shangguan Lie and Nangong Gong exchanged a glance and replied in unison, "Okay."

A few days ago, Cao Zhengchun appointed their two families to patrol duties, and the two were very happy.

This means that they are now considered half of the people of Eternal Night, and from now on, they can stand taller in this city.

Within the city stands a landmark pavilion representing the Eternal Night Heaven, named "Celestial Pavilion."

Standing on the top floor, you can overlook the entire City of Eternal Night.

At this moment, in a private room on the top floor of the building, Leng Xue, Tie Shou, and Zhui Ming were sitting together drinking.

Sitting ruthlessly in his wheelchair, he looked out the window at the bustling city scene.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked down at the building.

Several furtive figures lingered outside the first-floor window, peering out cautiously.

She slowly turned her wheelchair around and looked at the three men, including Tie Shou: "Someone else has come downstairs. This time it seems to be a spy from Da Qian."

Iron Hand took a swig of wine, put down the glass, stood up and stretched his wrists: "I'll go take care of it."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went downstairs.

Cold-blooded, he glanced at the doorway and said calmly, "These people aren't afraid of death. This is the seventh wave, isn't it?"

Zhuiming picked up a peanut, popped it into his mouth, chewed it, and said slowly:

"I estimate there will be even more on the day of the city opening ceremony."

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