Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

"Gangzi, what do you think is the power behind the Wenxian Tower?" Ye Junlin asked Yuan Tiangang.

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Based on the scattered information I have gathered recently about the Wenxian Tower, I speculate that it may be set up by the forces behind the black market."

"Furthermore, during our last battle with the Qingyun Sect, there were two people observing from the top floor of this Wenxian Tower."

"At the time, they had investigated the location of my subordinates, and my subordinates had also looked over following the scent. After seeing that they meant no harm, they did not pay much attention to them anymore."

Yuan Tiangang stood up and answered Ye Junlin.

"Oh, the force behind the black market? Do you know their name?"

"Your subordinate is unaware! We haven't yet ascertained the name of the force behind the black market, but it's certainly not simple!"

"Never mind, we'll investigate this thoroughly in the future."

"Yes, sir!"

The two chatted like this, and before long, their respective dishes were cooked and brought in.

After Yuan Tiangang confirmed that the food was free of poison, Ye Junlin began to feast. He had not tasted such a sumptuous meal in a long time.

Previously, during their long cultivation in the Eternal Night Space, they had not paid much attention to their diet; occasionally, Jing Ke and his companions would bring back some food.

Meanwhile, in another elegant room on the third floor of Wenxian Tower, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

A woman in a moon-white dress sat by the window, her black hair cascading down her back.

Her face was covered by a thin, gossamer-like white veil, revealing only a pair of clear, stream-like eyes.

She was Xing Luoyao, one of the people in charge of Wenxian Tower and the fifth master of Xingchen Pavilion, the force behind the black market.

The middle-aged manager who had led Ye Junlin upstairs walked in lightly and bowed, saying, "Fifth Pavilion Master, the guest has entered the private room on the top floor and ordered my Wenxianlou's signature dish."

A knowing glint flashed in Xingluo's eyes, and she nodded. Her voice was clear and melodious, like jade striking stone: "I understand."

It turned out that when Xing Luoyao saw Yuan Tiangang arrive at Wenxian Tower, she instructed her subordinates to arrange for them to be treated like royalty, even if it was just a gesture of goodwill.

Since the shopkeeper didn't recognize Yuan Tiangang, he continued:

"That young master has an extraordinary bearing; he's clearly not someone from an ordinary background."

"The man wearing a straw hat who was following him... had an aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, and I could not fathom his depths."

A maid standing nearby asked curiously, "Miss, who are these two people? Why would you specifically request that the rooftop be reserved for them?"

Xing Luoyao put down her teacup and looked at the maid: "Do you still remember the great battle between Qingyun Sect and Xiyu Tower last month?"

"At that time, a Celestial Realm expert from the Fine Rain Pavilion made a move and almost killed Zhuge Xiu, the Grand Elder of the Qingyun Sect, by his own strength, forcing the Qingyun Sect Ancestor to use Time Stop."

The maid suddenly realized, "You mean... that one wearing the bamboo hat is that Celestial Realm expert?"

"That's right." Xing Luoyao said confidently.

She paused, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes:

"At the same time, the fact that this young master can be followed so respectfully by a Celestial Realm cultivator means that his identity must be extraordinary."

"I'm afraid they are descendants of the true leaders of the Fine Rain Pavilion."

"Therefore I am even more certain that the power of the Drizzle Pavilion is not simple, and it may be a hidden force like us."

The maid gasped, "A Celestial Realm cultivator... willing to be a protector of the Dao."

The maid beside her whispered, "Miss, should we send someone to test the waters?"

"No need." Xing Luoyao waved her hand, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

"Given the current turmoil in the Eastern Regions, having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy."

She looked at the shopkeeper and instructed him:

"Send someone to deliver a black gold card, saying that I, Xing Luoyao, wish to be friends with Xiyulou."

The shopkeeper bowed and replied, "Yes, Fifth Pavilion Master."

"Miss, do we really want to befriend the Drizzle Pavilion?"

The maid was somewhat puzzled, "After all, their foundation is still shallow, and we cannot yet ascertain their true strength..."

"A shallow foundation does not mean weak potential."

Xing Luoyao shook her head. "My intuition is always very accurate. There must be some underlying reason behind it that we don't know about."

The maid nodded, seemingly understanding. After all, many things had previously proven that her mistress's intuition was indeed accurate.

At this moment, Ye Junlin was enjoying his meal in the private room on the top floor.

A plate of "Crispy Glass" melts in your mouth, its spiritual energy flowing between your lips and teeth; a bowl of "Bone Marrow Soup" is rich and flavorful, its warmth penetrating straight to your core.

He put down his jade chopsticks and looked at Yuan Tiangang: "The dishes at Wenxianlou are indeed quite delicious and have some skill."

Yuan Tiangang laughed and said, "If Your Majesty likes it, I will have people buy it and send it back to the Eternal Night Space regularly in the future."

"Distinguished guest, I apologize for disturbing you." A respectful voice from the middle-aged shopkeeper came from outside the door, accompanied by a gentle knock.

Ye Junlin raised his eyes to signal, and Yuan Tiangang opened the door with a wave of his hand.

The shopkeeper entered carrying an exquisite wooden box, bowing and saying:

"Distinguished guests, these are specially sent by my young lady, Xing Luoyao."

He placed the wooden box on the table, gently opened it, and inside lay a jet-black card with intricate star patterns engraved on its surface and a faint silver sheen at the edges.

"This is the 'Starfall Black Gold Card'," the shopkeeper explained.

"With this card, you can enjoy a 50% discount at any Wenxianlou restaurant in Dongyu."

Furthermore, this card offers a 50% discount on all purchases at establishments in the black market, including "Tingfeng Gambling House," "Baiweilou," "Baicaotang," and "Jubaoge," as well as the Linglong Chamber of Commerce and the monthly "Starry Night Auction."

Ye Junlin picked up the black gold card, and when his fingertips touched the card, he could feel a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

It is clearly made of special materials and is not easy to imitate.

He raised an eyebrow at the shopkeeper: "What does your young lady mean by this?"

"My young lady said," the shopkeeper's attitude became even more respectful.

"The courage and determination of your forces in the battle against Qingyun Sect last month is truly admirable."

"The Eastern Region is currently in turmoil, and she wishes to befriend your esteemed power. This black gold card is a token of her goodwill, and she hopes that we can look out for each other in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tiangang's eyes flashed with surprise—Xing Luoyao had directly suggested "a battle with the Qingyun Sect."

Their identities had obviously been confirmed beforehand, which explains why they were given the top floor.

This courage and sincerity were unexpected.

Ye Junlin stroked the black gold card, a faint smile playing on his lips:

"I appreciate your young lady's kindness. Please thank her for me."

He put the card away and said again:

"Go back and tell your young lady that Xiyu Tower is also willing to forge a good relationship with her and the forces behind her."

"Yes, I will certainly deliver it." The shopkeeper bowed and said.

"If there is anything in the dishes that you do not like, please feel free to ask. I will take my leave now." With that, he quietly withdrew from the private room.

After the door closed, Yuan Tiangang looked at Ye Junlin and said, "My lord, now I am even more certain that Wenxian Tower is the property of the force behind the black market."

"At the same time, they offered such generous gifts, clearly indicating their intention to make friends."

Ye Junlin fiddled with the black gold card, "Being able to establish a black market and have a prominent base like the Wenxian Tower, their strength must be considerable."

"Xing Luoyao's ability to be in charge suggests that she holds a significant position within the forces behind the black market."