My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

In the City Lord's Mansion, the night is as dark as ink, the moonlight is gently sprinkled, and the night breeze occasionally blows gently in the quiet courtyard, causing the willow branches beside the pond to dance lightly.

Deep inside the mansion, in the residence of the second son Chu Yunxuan, the flickering candlelight illuminated a warm and peaceful picture.

Inside the room, Chu Yunxuan sat upright in front of a large pear wood desk, on which was spread rice paper and the scent of ink.

He was holding a thin brush, sketching on the paper with great concentration. The paintings he drew were so lifelike that it seemed that even the birds in the painting were about to spread their wings and fly out of the paper, showing his extraordinary calligraphy and painting skills and a delicate and sensitive heart.

"Well, this last stroke..." Chu Yunxuan whispered to himself, his eyes focused, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if the whole world was immersed in this small world of ink and wash.

Just as he was immersed in it, he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked out the window. The mansion seemed particularly cold under the moonlight. He sighed softly, "It's so late, I wonder what Master Yin wants to talk to me about."

Before he finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to suddenly freeze and the space fluctuated subtly, as if an invisible force was quietly operating.

The next moment, a man in black robe appeared silently at the other end of the study. His appearance did not bring any sound, as if he had always been standing there and had just been seen.

The black-robed man was shrouded in the night, with his only exposed eyes flashing a dim light. In contrast, his voice was surprisingly similar to that of Master Xue Tu before, with an indescribable coldness and hoarseness.

"Haha, Master Chu, how are you?"

Chu Yunxuan's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. He gently put down the brush in his hand, stood up, and looked at the uninvited guest calmly.

"Friends from Blood Moon Hall, what brings you here so late at night?"

The man in black robe sneered, with a hint of mockery and sarcasm in his voice.

"The city lord's eldest son Chu Zhong is unparalleled in the world. He has reached the Golden Immortal realm at a young age. It is certain that he will enter the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. He is expected to enter the Quasi-Sage realm and even touch the threshold of a Saint."

"Little did you know that you, Second Young Master, are the one who hid the most. You have reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, but you have even kept it a secret from your own father. If I hadn't had the good fortune to fight with you before, I'm afraid that my Blood Moon Hall would have been kept a secret as well."

The corners of Chu Yunxuan's mouth rose slightly, appearing calm and unhurried.

"Oh? I'm curious, when did the Blood Moon Hall become so interested in me? Is there something special about me that is worth you exposing your whereabouts to come here to talk?"

The man in black robe did not answer directly, but walked forward slowly. Every step seemed to be stepping on the ripples of the air, which invisibly added a bit of depression to the room.

"Chu Yunxuan, I came here for a purpose. There is no enmity between you and the Blood Moon Hall, but if you can lend me a helping hand, I promise that the Blood Moon Hall will be your strongest backing."

"Tell me about it." Chu Yunxuan raised his eyebrows, his attitude still relaxed, as if he was listening to something unimportant.

"It's very simple. A big event will happen in the city soon, involving many forces. The Blood Moon Hall needs someone who can influence the situation and stand up at the critical moment. And you, Chu Yunxuan, are undoubtedly the best candidate."

The black-robed man's words revealed unquestionable confidence.

Chu Yunxuan pondered for a moment, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, making a slight sound, as if he was weighing something.

"Oh? Since you think so highly of me, I would also like to know, what benefits can I get if I agree?"

When the black-robed man heard this, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"You are a smart person. As for the benefits, we can provide you with the resources, intelligence, and even the secret methods of cultivation of the Blood Moon Hall as long as you want it."

"Of course, the most important thing is that we can help you become the city lord and let your brother Chu Zhong...well, give up the throne."

Hearing this, Chu Yunxuan's eyes moved slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, "What a great way to give up the throne to a virtuous person. Are you negotiating terms with me, or are you threatening me?"

"Haha, of course it's not a threat. The Blood Moon Hall has always been committed to mutual benefit and win-win results." The man in black robe spread his hands, appearing quite frank.

Chu Yunxuan gently stroked the rice paper on the table, his brows filled with calmness and depth. He turned around and faced the empty corner, his voice carrying a hint of impatience.

"Master Yin, if you have something to say, please speak up. If you have something to say, please speak up. Why are you being so mysterious? My brother and I are like brothers. What is your plan, Blood Moon Hall?"

The figure of the man in black robe seemed to blend into the night, but his voice echoed clearly in the room with a hint of pride.

"Master Chu is indeed straightforward. I won't beat around the bush. Second Young Master, have you ever thought about the position of City Lord?"

A playful smile appeared on Chu Yunxuan's lips. He walked to the window, leaned his elbows lightly on the window frame, looked into the night sky, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Oh? Could it be that Master Yin has some treasure that can help me?"

The man in black robe chuckled twice, and his voice revealed a sense of conspiracy having succeeded.

"Master Chu is indeed smart. In this case, I won't hide it anymore. I have a piece of news that is more valuable to the Second Young Master than any treasure."

After saying that, the man in black robe took a few steps closer and lowered his voice, his words carrying an irresistible temptation.

"There is a boy named Lu Yun who possesses the Samadhi True Fire."

When Chu Yunxuan heard this, his pupils suddenly dilated and his face was full of disbelief.

"What did you say? Samadhi True Fire? That's the legendary heavenly fire. How is that possible?"

The black-robed man raised his lips in a cunning arc.

"It is absolutely true. Lu Yun personally displayed this divine fire when he fought against the masters of our Blood Moon Hall last night. Just think about it, if he had this kind of divine fire, even your father would find it difficult to match him. Wouldn't the position of city lord be within easy reach?"

Chu Yunxuan was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering, as if he was weighing this sudden information. He slowly turned around, his back to the man in black robe, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"I know that you, the Blood Moon Hall, would not provide this kind of information for no reason. What do you want?"

The black-robed man chuckled, "Didn't I say that the Blood Moon Hall needs someone who can influence the situation and stand up at the critical moment. And you, the second son of the Chu family, are undoubtedly the most ideal choice."

Chu Yunxuan cracked his knuckles, making a crisp sound. He did not answer immediately, but slowly walked to the desk and picked up a pen.

"I need time to think about it, but Master Yin seems to underestimate the relationship between me and my elder brother."

The black-robed man didn't care, and said with a hint of certainty, "When Blood Moon Hall does things, we naturally have our own information channels. Second Young Master, the seemingly harmonious brotherhood between you and the eldest young master is actually undercurrents, isn't it?"

Chu Yunxuan's lips curled up into a complicated smile. He did not refute or admit it, but said calmly, "I will consider it, but Master Yin, don't forget that I, Chu Yunxuan, will not be easily manipulated by anyone."

The black-robed man bowed slightly, his voice becoming more respectful, "We in the Blood Moon Hall naturally know about this, and we look forward to hearing good news from you. Bye."