Holy Son Ceremony

Chongming Sect.

The Sea of Clouds rolled in waves, with peaks rising in profusion.

Countless rare and wondrous beasts soared freely through the sea of clouds, appearing for a fleeting glimpse whenever the mist churned.

Yin Corpse Clouds rushed back and forth, while all kinds of flying vessels streaked across the sky—a scene of busy tranquility.

The Li Clan Old Ancestor brought Pei Ling and Jade Snow Bat back to the sect, appearing in an instant atop a mountain in the Outer Sect.

Before the man and fox could take in their surroundings, he stepped forward again, carrying them across layer upon layer of peaks to a courtyard in the Li Clan Ancestral Land.

Having just been reprimanded by the Old Ancestor, Pei Ling had finally steadied his mind. It was true that he had forced himself on the Sect Master's Wife, but in the demonic sect, such a thing was hardly worth mentioning.

Making a fuss over every little thing would only make him seem small-minded.

With that thought, Pei Ling immediately straightened up, his expression calm, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, the Li Clan Old Ancestor gave a slight nod. The boy's composure was far from impressive, but at least he could still be taught.

With that in mind, the Old Ancestor turned to face the Li Clan members who had come to await his orders after hearing the commotion. "Pei Ling has condensed a high-grade Immortal Infant and will soon take his place as Holy Son."

"Make the preparations at once."

"And don't forget to send word to the Eight Sects."

The Li Clan members were astonished. They all turned to look at Pei Ling.

It had only been a little over a month, yet Pei Ling had already condensed a high-grade Immortal Infant?

But