The Holy Son's Blood Seat (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Su Lijing smiled faintly and said, "Pei Ling is a prodigy of extraordinary talent. Though he came from humble beginnings, he has striven tirelessly and trained diligently. In recent years, no disciple of our Sacred Sect has advanced faster."

"He is a prodigy beyond question!"

"However, he is still young, and his time in cultivation has been short. It is only natural that he has yet to make a name for himself."

"But that was all in the past."

"I can say with certainty: after today, Pei Ling's name will resound throughout the world!"

At his words, a deathly silence fell over the crowd.

Just as Su Lijing began to wonder and silently ponder the reason for this, Elder Wu of the Tower of Reincarnation nodded slightly and said woodenly, "This Pei Ling is indeed quite extraordinary."

"Indeed."

"Quite right."

"This young man is unlike any other."

"Perhaps without precedent."

"Even unparalleled, before or since."

"Sect Master Su is truly magnanimous."

Not only the three demonic sects, but even the high-ranking cultivators of the righteous path chimed in with agreement.

In short, the Eight Great Sects were all exceedingly polite. They made no mention of Pei Ling or the Sect Master's Wife. After all, this was Chongming Sect; turning the occasion hostile in front of everyone would do no one any good.

After exchanging pleasantries with the Eight Great Sects, Su Lijing turned his gaze to the gathering.

Everything was nearly ready, and the guests had all but arrived.

All that remained was for him to give the order. Then Pei Ling could make his entrance, climb the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, and take his rightful place as Holy Son... Yet Su Lijing couldn't shake the feeling that the people from the Eight Great Sects were looking at him