Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The next morning,

A ray of dawn pierced through the clouds and spilled across the streets and alleys of Qingfeng City.

The once bustling Ye family mansion was now eerily silent. The gates were wide open, and the stench of blood wafted out on the wind, permeating the entire street.

Several daring cultivators mustered their courage and went forward, but the moment they saw what was inside the mansion, they were terrified and fled in a panic.

"People are dead! People from the Ye family are dead! The entire family has been wiped out!"

A piercing scream exploded like thunder throughout Qingfeng County.

The news spread like wildfire, instantly reaching every street and alley of Qingfeng City.

Restaurants, teahouses, martial arts schools—wherever people gather, this matter is being discussed wildly.

"My God! The Ye family was a top family in Qingfeng City! They had five Grandmasters in charge, how could they be wiped out overnight?"

"Who says otherwise! I passed by the Ye family's house this morning, and it was a complete disaster! Corpses lay everywhere, blood flowed like a river, not even a single dog was left alive!"

"Who on earth is so ruthless? How dare they lay such a cruel hand on the Ye family?"

Inside the largest restaurant in Qingfeng City, "Zui Xian Lou," the place was already packed, with almost everyone discussing the massacre of the Ye family.

At a table by the window, several monks were arguing animatedly.

"In my opinion, the Ye family must have offended some top expert! Think about it, the Ye family has five Grandmasters, and so many other Grandmaster-level experts..."

"To wipe them all out in one night, it must have taken the work of at least a Void Realm expert!"

A burly man slammed his hand on the table and shouted.

A pale-faced, scholarly-looking monk standing nearby, fanning himself with a folding fan, slowly and methodically retorted:

"A Void Realm expert? You could count the Void Realm experts in the entire northern part of Qingzhou on your fingers!"

"Why would they condescend to come to our Qingfeng City to deal with a mere Ye family?"

"Then what do you think is the reason?" the burly man asked, unconvinced.

"Hmph, in my opinion, it must be because the Ye family has committed numerous evil deeds over the years and offended some kind of enemy!"

"Have you forgotten that three years ago, the Ye family wiped out the entire Zhang family next door in order to seize a spirit mine?"

"And last year, Ye Haoqiang abducted a woman, driving Li Wenxuan, a scholar from Qingfeng City, to his death?"

The pale-faced scholar sneered, his tone full of disdain, "That's called retribution!"

"That makes sense! The Ye family has indeed been far too arrogant these past few years!"

"That's right! That old bastard Ye Zhenting, relying on his status as a Grandmaster, runs rampant in Qingfeng City, offending countless people!"

"But seriously, those people are too ruthless! They didn't even spare the younger generation of the Ye family; they're trying to wipe them out completely!"

The crowd began to discuss the matter, their voices growing louder and louder, and the atmosphere in the restaurant became increasingly lively.

Some speculated that it was a top sect in Qingzhou that made the move, while others said it was revenge from the Ye family's enemies.

Some say that a reclusive expert happened to be passing by, couldn't stand the Ye family's arrogance, and casually wiped them out.

In an instant, all sorts of rumors flew around, but no one knew that the instigator of this incident was none other than Ye Junlin, whom they believed to be dead.

Meanwhile, in the dimensional space...

Ye Junlin sat cross-legged on the throne in the main hall, his body enveloped in rich spiritual energy.

After a night of rest and recuperation, his mind had calmed down considerably, and there was no longer any sign of fatigue on his face.

Instead, he exudes a composure and coolness beyond his years.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the mountains of resources piled up in the palace, his brows furrowing slightly.

These resources are the accumulation of the Ye family over hundreds of years, including spirit stones, elixirs, and cultivation manuals; the quantity is indeed considerable.

However, if we want to develop the Eternal Night Heaven and cultivate more powerful individuals, these resources are far from enough!

"To rapidly expand one's power, one must have a continuous supply of resources."

Ye Junlin muttered to himself, his fingers lightly tapping his knee.

"In this world, there are only three ways to make the most money: murder, business, and robbery."

He hesitated for a moment, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"Robbery is out of the question; it would lower Yongyetian's status too much and could easily attract unnecessary trouble."

"Going into business would be a good path, but unfortunately, my men are all assassins right now, and I don't have any talent for business."

If we can summon someone with this ability in the future, we might consider it.

"So, there's only one way left—kill someone and collect the bounty!"

Ye Junlin's lips curled into a cold smile, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

"Jing Ke, you must leave!"

Ye Junlin shouted in a deep voice.

Two dark figures appeared before him like ghosts, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said:

"Your subordinate is here!"

Get up.

Ye Junlin waved his hand, his gaze falling on the two of them, and said in a deep voice,

"I need you to do something."

"Please give your orders, my lord!" Jing Ke and Yao Li replied in unison.

Ye Junlin spoke slowly, his tone carrying an undeniable air of authority:

"I've decided to form another assassin organization called 'Rain Pavilion.' This organization will serve two purposes."

"The first task is to take on missions, assassinate targets, and obtain spirit stones."

"The second thing is to gather information from the martial arts world and the imperial court to provide intelligence for future plans."

You two go and accept a few missions first, so that other factions know about "Fine Rain Pavilion".

They also recruited some outlaws from the martial arts world. After screening, they were incorporated into the Fine Rain Pavilion.

"You can start preparing to build the Drizzle Pavilion tomorrow."

"Remember, the target of the mission should be at least a Grandmaster level; there's no need to waste time on anything lower."

"I hope you can work together to develop and expand 'Rain Pavilion,' making it a fearsome presence in the Eastern Region!"

Jing Ke and Yao Li exchanged a glance, a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes.

They were all top-tier assassins; killing was as simple to them as eating and drinking.

Moreover, it can earn resources for Eternal Night, making it an absolutely perfect mission.

"Your subordinates obey!" the two replied in deep voices.

"There's one more thing." Ye Junlin's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice turned cold.

"While you're out there, secretly gather information about the Blood Slaughter Pavilion. If you encounter any members of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, kill them without mercy!"

"I need to know exactly what the Blood Slaughter Pavilion is all about, where their headquarters are, how many powerful figures they have, and who their leader is!"

He hadn't forgotten the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, that assassin organization, for destroying his dantian!

If they were to build the Drizzle Pavilion, it would surely attract the attention of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion.

The Ye family has been wiped out; next, it's the Blood Slaughter Pavilion's turn!

"Understood!" Jing Ke and Yao Li replied in deep voices, a hint of killing intent flashing in their eyes.

They were naturally aware of the feud between the Blood Slaughter Pavilion and the Monarch, and gathering information about the Blood Slaughter Pavilion and killing their people was something they had long wanted to do.

"Go ahead." Ye Junlin waved his hand.

"Remember, be careful in your actions, and don't reveal Yongye Tian's identity for now. Use the name Xiyu Lou in public."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two bowed respectfully, then their figures flickered and disappeared from the palace like ghosts, heading towards the exit of the dimensional space.

Ye Junlin watched the two figures disappear, then slowly stood up, walked to the window of the Time Tower, and looked at the misty spiritual energy outside, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.