Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

One day later, in Tianzhou, in the city of Eternal Night.

There are only three hours left to leave the city.

The city was already bustling with activity, with cultivators coming and going shoulder to shoulder.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares and the laughter of people chatting mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Ye Junlin, dressed in a black brocade robe with gold trim, walked tall and straight through the crowd.

Lu Xiaofeng and Shangguan Yan followed behind him, one on each side, their steps leisurely.

Looking at the bustling crowds on the street, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but click his tongue and say:

"This Eternal Night City is more lively than I imagined."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Zhengchun strode over from a distance, his face showing his usual respect, and bowed, saying:

"Young Master, you've arrived. The tea and refreshments at Tianwailou are ready. This old servant will take you there to rest."

Ye Junlin nodded slightly and uttered a single word: "Okay."

Most of the cultivators passing by recognized Cao Zhengchun, who held absolute power in Eternal Night City.

Seeing how respectfully he greeted the three of them, they immediately gathered around and whispered among themselves.

"Who is that young man in black? Why would Eunuch Cao personally greet him?"

"Judging from Eunuch Cao's attitude, he must be a descendant of a top figure in the Eternal Night Heaven."

Amidst the murmurs, a dirty little girl with white hair peered through the gaps in the crowd.

She looked to be only three or four years old, with a head of soft, snow-white hair that hung messily over her shoulders.

Her face was speckled with mud, but her little face was exquisitely beautiful, with large, bright, round almond-shaped eyes and long eyelashes like two small fans.

Her coarse cloth clothes were torn in several places, revealing a section of her pink little arm, which looked both pitiful and cute.

"Young master! That's the person you've been waiting for. Go find him quickly!"

A voice only she could hear entered her ears, and then she stared at Ye Junlin's face, her eyes instantly lighting up.

With a twist of her little body, she tried her best to squeeze out of the crowd, her little hands grabbing at the hem of someone's clothes.

With her short, thin legs, she stumbled and staggered after Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin and his group walked slowly, and before long, the little girl caught up with them and arrived at the foot of Tianwai Tower.

With a swift stride, she rushed to Ye Junlin's side, opening her arms wide.

She grabbed his leg with a small but tight hug.

This was so sudden that not only Lu Xiaofeng and Shangguan Yan, but even Ye Junlin, who had a high level of cultivation, didn't have time to react.

He looked down at the little one clinging to his leg, and heard a soft, weak voice:

"Father... Father!!"

Ye Junlin's eyes widened instantly, his tone full of astonishment:

"Little one, what did you just call me? Say it again!"

"Daddy!!" The little girl looked up at him with her dirty little face and bright eyes, calling out very earnestly.

Ye Junlin squatted down, looked at her, and said in a gentler tone, "Little girl, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your father."

The little girl didn't believe it. She leaned closer, sniffed him gently, and shook her head seriously.

"I'm not mistaken, you are indeed my father!"

Lu Xiaofeng, Cao Zhengchun, and Shangguan Yan, who were standing behind him, were all stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment.

When did the monarch have such a grown daughter? They've been following the monarch for so long, and they've never heard a word about it!

At this moment, more and more cultivators gathered around to watch the spectacle, their eyes curiously glancing in this direction, pointing and whispering, and the discussions grew louder and louder.

Ye Junlin disliked being watched by others, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned to Shangguan Yan, saying:

"Shangguan Yan, take this little one with you."

"Yes." Shangguan Yan responded, squatted down, and carefully took the soft little girl into her arms.

Without further delay, the group strode into Tianwailou, with Cao Zhengchun leading the way, heading straight for the most spacious and elegant private room on the top floor.

As soon as she entered the room, the little girl struggled to slide down from Shangguan Yan's arms.

The little girl with short legs ran quickly to Ye Junlin's side, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and looked up at him, saying:

"Father, I've been searching for so long, and I've finally found you!"

Looking at her rosy cheeks, Ye Junlin couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch them, saying helplessly:

"I told you, I'm not your father. Whose child are you anyway?"

The little girl instantly pouted, her eyes reddened, and she looked like she was about to cry. She gripped his sleeve even tighter.

"Daddy, it hurts! Let go of me, or I'll get angry!"

Ye Junlin withdrew his hand, but a strange feeling inexplicably arose in his heart.

He could clearly feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy emanating from this little girl.

But since he transmigrated to this world, he has never had any entanglements with any woman, so how could he suddenly have a daughter?

Could it be a member of the Ye family who was separated from the family in their early years?

Before he could figure it out, the little girl had already climbed onto his back using both hands and feet.

Her little arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her little face pressed against his neck, her voice full of contentment:

"Daddy smells so good, it's the most comfortable to hold him."

"Get down from here! How can you hold me like that?!"

Ye Junlin was both annoyed and amused. He wanted to pull her down, but he was afraid of hurting her if he used too much force.

The little girl tilted her head, looking completely bewildered: "What bucket? I don't understand what Daddy is saying."

Looking at her innocent and bewildered expression, Ye Junlin sighed helplessly.

He reached out again and gently pinched her rosy cheeks, saying in a deep voice:

"I'll ask you one last time, who exactly are you?"

"I'm Daddy's daughter!" The little girl pouted, tears welling up in her eyes as she said pitifully.

"Father, don't you want me anymore?"

Lu Xiaofeng, Shangguan Yan, and Cao Zhengchun, standing to the side, watched Ye Junlin's helpless expression.

They had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on: this child definitely wasn't the monarch's; even the monarch himself was completely baffled.

Cao Zhengchun stepped forward, bowed, and asked, "Your Majesty, this child's origins are unknown. Perhaps this old servant should take her away and inquire about her background in detail?"

Upon hearing that she was to be taken away, the little girl immediately slid off Ye Junlin's back.

She clung tightly to his leg, her little body trembling uncontrollably, crying out in a choked voice:

"No! I don't want to leave Father!"

Ye Junlin's heart softened instantly when he saw her trembling with fear.

The child was so small and so adorable; he simply couldn't bring himself to hurt him.

Moreover, the genuine sense of familiarity made it impossible for him to bring himself to drive the person away.

He sighed softly and waved his hand, "Never mind, no need."

He then turned to Shangguan Yan and said, "Take her to wash up first, then find her a clean set of clothes to change into."

Shangguan Yan stepped forward, bent down, and gently said to the little girl:

"Little one, come here, let Auntie take you for a nice bath and change into your pretty clothes, okay?"

The little girl buried her head in Ye Junlin's lap, refusing to let go, shaking her head like a rattle drum.

"No! No! I want to stay with Father, otherwise he'll disappear in a moment!"

Helpless, Ye Junlin reached out and gently stroked her soft, snow-white hair, saying softly:

"Sweetie, I won't leave. I'll wait for you to come back here."

"Really?" The little girl raised her tearful face and stared at him to confirm.

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"Okay! Then Father, you must keep your word."

Only after receiving reassurance did the little girl reluctantly let go, obediently extending her small hand to let Shangguan Yan hold it.

He followed along, turning back every few steps, muttering to himself:

"Daddy, you must wait for me to come back!"

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