Chapter 660 Everyone comes to find Pei Ling. (First update! Please subscribe!)
Chongming Sect.
White Bone Peak.
Crimson sandstone pillars stood tall, with bone houses scattered among them.
Gray-black resentment lingered, and countless ghostly wails emanated from within, echoing in waves.
Occasionally, phantom-like specters would flash by, drifting in all directions.
In the open space outside the bone houses, there was a blood pool the size of a pond.
The blood in the pool was thick and viscous, bubbling and churning.
Dismembered limbs, internal organs, bones, eyeballs… floated and sank in the blood.
However, the scent of the blood was not Fishy smell; instead, it was a rich sweetness.
By the blood pool, the True Legacies from Wu Shi Villa, Heavenly Born Sect, and Reincarnation Tower sat in small groups.
The Four Demonic Path Sects had long been accustomed to infighting; even among their own disciples, they distrusted each other. Therefore, even when discussing matters, they would never enter someone's residence.
After some discussion, they finally decided to converse here.
At this moment, Jizhao Zi, Tu Ci, and Ren Zhuolin simultaneously activated their spell seals, each employing their methods to set up layer after layer of defensive Formations. After sensing the area, they nodded: “It’s ready.”
“I never expected this Pei Ling, who was previously unknown, to possess such cultivation and strength,” Huo Fei of the Heavenly Born Sect surveyed his surroundings and sneered, “Su Zhenhe, at least, has been a True Legacy for many years, yet he was no match for him.”
“The dignified direct descendant of the Su Clan is such a waste.”
“It seems the Bloodline of the Pillow Stone Su Clan has declined in recent years.”
“Bloodline?” Jizhao Zi said calmly, “Among mortals, examples of a tiger father having a dog son are everywhere; in the cultivation world, there are also many cases where ordinary parents have a Qilin child under their knees.”
“It shows that judging Aptitude and talent by Bloodline is truly laughable!”
“What’s more, this world is nothing but an Illusion Realm.”
“The Pillow Stone Su Clan, Nine A Li Clan, and Floating Light Si Hong Clan, seemingly with long-standing Legacies, are merely a phrase instilled by the Illusion Realm.”
“How can they be compared to true giant clans that have suppressed for ten thousand years?”
He said loudly, “The real key lies in the true spirit’s origin.”
“For example, all of us from Wu Shi Villa are Reincarnations of Immortals from the Upper Realm.”
“Our Aptitude and Dao path are naturally incomparable to you Inferior Immortals.”
“Su Zhenhe is merely one of the dull Inferior Immortals; his so-called noble status is just an empty shell. What’s strange about him losing to Pei Ling, an Inferior Immortal?”
“We don’t need to worry too much about this matter.”
“After all the struggle, it’s just a victory or defeat between two Inferior Immortals.”
“Not worth mentioning.”
Listening, Huo Fei’s expression twisted. He wanted to say something, but his eyes darted around, and he finally smiled, clapping his hands: “Golden Immortal Jizhao is right, but that Pei Ling’s behavior is arrogant and impolite. He shows no respect for Immortal Venerable Jue Xin or Golden Immortal Jizhao.”
“We, mere Inferior Immortals, are powerless to teach him a lesson or two.”
“Why not wait until he climbs the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, and Golden Immortal Jizhao goes first, so he understands that if a Golden Immortal forbids it, he will never, ever, obtain the Saint position?”
Upon hearing this, before Jizhao Zi could speak, Jue Xinzi had already shaken her head and said: “Our purpose as Immortals descending to the mortal world is to temper our Dao Heart, seeking to advance further.”
“If we cannot even see through such a minor matter, how can we speak of a clear Dao Heart and unrestrained will?”
“The Heavenly Born Sect is too fixated on Bloodline, leading them to overlook the true foundation.”
“Huo Fei, your Dao Heart is already clouded. If you don’t awaken soon, I fear eternal life will be out of reach.”
A vein throbbed on Huo Fei’s forehead, and his face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Tu Ci of the Reincarnation Tower coldly interject: “Alright, it’s time to talk about serious matters.”
“Have you all received instructions from your elders?”
“As long as Pei Ling forms a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade this time, the Saint position will be absolutely no problem.”
“At that time, we will challenge him immediately, drawing out the Pseudo-Dao side to act.”
“Then, Pei Ling will, with the force of thunder, slay the five Pseudo-Dao individuals.”
“Now, let’s arrange the order.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ren Zhuolin said, with a bored expression: “Are we truly going to follow our elders’ instructions? That would be too boring.”
Tu Ci said indifferently: “What do you suggest?”
“Naturally, the five Pseudo-Dao individuals must be killed,” Ren Zhuolin’s tone was lazy, “But that Pei Ling… The Chongming Sect has invited guests and made grand preparations for him this time. What if Pei Ling fails at the last step while climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, dies, and turns into a ghost of the Blood Ladder…”
Upon hearing this, all the True Legacies’ eyes lit up.
Just as they were eager to try, a Gu worm, resembling a mosquito, suddenly flew over, buzzing outside the defensive Formation.
Wen Xiang, who had been silent, slowly said: “Please open the Formation, three Senior Brothers, and let my Gu worm in.”
“This Gu worm was arranged by me near Yu Li Peak, where the Pseudo-Dao reside, for surveillance. Its arrival now suggests that those Pseudo-Dao individuals are making a move.”
Hearing this, Tu Ci, Ren Zhuolin, and Jizhao Zi all nodded. With a thought, they opened a gap in the Formation they had set up, allowing the Gu worm to fly in.
After the Gu worm entered, it immediately landed in Wen Xiang’s hand and quickly merged into his palm.
Wen Xiang closed his eyes for a moment, then frowned: “The five Pseudo-Dao individuals have all left Yu Li Peak! Looking at their direction, they’re heading to Pei Ling’s Immortal Cave!”
“Hmm?” The True Legacies exchanged glances and said in unison, “Let’s go take a look!”
With that, everyone got up, used their escape techniques, and rushed towards Cui Lei Mountain.
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Cui Lei Mountain.
Rugged rocks piled up, and grass and trees grew lushly.
Countless birds nested there, and rare and exotic beasts were often seen roaming.
Shang Fufeng and the other five landed at the entrance of the Immortal Cave, tidied their attire, and stepped forward. Before they could even present their calling cards, a Bloody Storm suddenly arose in the sky.
In a moment, a red and crimson intertwined escape light descended. The surrounding vegetation instantly turned to ashes, and amidst the gloomy wind and tragic mist, the figures of the Demonic Path’s Three Sects’ True Legacies appeared.
“Jiuyi Mountain, you always claim to be the Righteous Path. What? Does being the Righteous Path mean trespassing into someone’s Immortal Cave with ill intentions?” After landing, Ji Yufu immediately accused, “Hypocritical and beastly!”
Shang Fufeng frowned slightly and said indifferently: “We merely came to visit True Legacy Pei. We haven’t even knocked on the door yet, so why are you so eager to press all these charges? What? Our arrival has ruined your schemes?”
Huo Fei sneered. They didn’t believe that Shang Fufeng and the other five were just here to visit. He deliberately said: “Nonsense! I think you are simply jealous that our Holy Path has produced such a talented and virtuous person as Junior Brother Pei, and you want to use the pretense of a visit to carry out an assassination.”
“Perhaps you had ulterior motives and were caught by us, so you’re fabricating this visit.”
“Do you think everyone is as despicable and vile as your Heavenly Born Sect?” Chu Yushang sneered, “Moreover, we are here, and you are also here. If we have ill intentions, are you then innocent?”
Cen Shuo said slowly: “We and Junior Brother Pei are fellow Daoists. Hearing that you Pseudo-Dao people came together, how could we not also come to support Junior Brother Pei?”
“Furthermore, the Pseudo-Dao are hypocritical, seemingly loyal yet treacherous, like evil spirits. They can even boast about a Medicine Fairy, which shows their dirty minds and malicious intentions. They probably want to take advantage of Junior Brother Pei’s defenselessness to strike a fatal blow and destroy our Holy Path’s Prodigy!”
“At the banquet last night, you kept saying you weren’t familiar with Pei Ling, and therefore, you bet on Su Zhenhe.” The Thirteenth Prince scoffed, “Now, in a blink of an eye, it’s Junior Brother Pei? Demonic Path people are indeed shameless.”
“Pseudo-Dao…”
Seeing both sides at loggerheads, the atmosphere tense, and the situation on the verge of erupting, at this very moment, the Restriction of the Cui Lei Mountain Cave Residence suddenly opened on its own…
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Chapter 661: Deep within the Holy Sect. (Second update! Please subscribe!)
Inside the Cui Lei Mountain Cave Residence.
Pei Ling opened the Restriction and strode out.
He gradually felt that something was wrong; ten breaths of time should have passed by now, so why was the Magic Robe still unresponsive?
Did he not control the heat well enough just now, putting in a bit too much Qi?
No problem!
Wait another ten breaths!
Anyway, there's no one around Cui Lei Mountain, so even if it takes an extra ten breaths, he figured it wouldn't be a big deal.
However, Pei Ling saw himself walk directly out of the Immortal Cave, only to be met by the Eight Sects True Inheritors, clearly divided into two factions, surrounding the entrance of his Immortal Cave.
“True Disciple Pei, we have come to pay our respects.” Seeing Pei Ling emerge, Shang Fufeng and the others immediately cupped their hands in greeting and said, “We apologize for disturbing the True Disciple, please forgive us.”
At the same time, Tu Ci also said in a deep voice, “We also came to pay our respects to Junior Brother Pei, but we didn’t expect to run into these Pseudo-Dao scoundrels at the entrance.”
As they spoke, everyone looked at Pei Ling, but saw that he had a calm expression, showing no intention of acknowledging them. He directly stepped into the air and flew towards the depths of the Chongming Sect.
Upon seeing this, all the True Inheritors were stunned.
After realizing what was happening, Ji Yufu of the Heavenly Born Sect showed a displeased expression and said in a deep voice, “Junior Brother Pei, what is so urgent?”
Before he finished speaking, he had already used a Escape Technique to pursue Pei Ling.
The other Demonic Path True Inheritors hesitated for a moment, then also followed closely behind.
Seeing this, the Righteous Path True Inheritors all looked at Shang Fufeng of Jiuyi Mountain. Shang Fufeng frowned, then nodded: “We’ll follow and see.”
Thus, the Eight Sects True Inheritors each used their Escape Technique, chasing after Pei Ling, a grand procession all the way.
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The verdant mountains quickly came to an end. The surrounding mountain mist gradually thickened, and the terrain changed from the previously gentle and soft mountains to rugged and dangerous ones.
The exotic beasts that once roamed within were replaced by various corpse puppets, skeletons, and vengeful spirits.
Seeing that twenty breaths of time had long passed, and he was still flying in an unfamiliar direction, Pei Ling finally realized that something was wrong; the Magic Robe was malfunctioning!
The Magic Treasure refined under the System's Hosting actually had moments where it went wrong!
Damn!
What to do now?
Pei Ling was extremely anxious. The System was currently Hosting 【Maha Color Evolution Scroll】, and the freebie was a Cauldron. What if it forced a certain Disciple of the Sect to become a Cauldron later??
Just as he was thinking, voices kept coming from behind him.
“Junior Brother Pei, why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen?”
“Junior Brother Pei, we are all fellow Daoists. If you have any difficulties, your humble brother can certainly lend a hand.”
“Junior Brother Pei, so many fellow Daoists came to pay their respects together, and you left without even saying hello. Isn't that inappropriate?”
Listening to the words of the Demonic Path True Inheritors, Pei Ling felt extremely anxious, but his expression remained unchanged.
He continued flying forward, completely ignoring the Demonic Path True Inheritors who had already caught up behind him.
However, just when he thought the situation was bad enough, another voice came from behind: “True Disciple Pei, we specifically came to pay our respects. Why did the True Disciple leave without a word? What is the reason?”
“Please don’t misunderstand, True Disciple Pei. We just feel that the True Disciple’s Cultivation is profound and wish to discuss the Dao with the True Disciple.”
“The True Disciple seems to be busy at the moment. Could you give us a specific time, and we will visit again?”
These were the voices of the Righteous Path True Disciples; the five True Inheritors of the Righteous Path had also followed!
It’s over now!
Wait!
He suddenly realized that he was already a Saint Sect True Disciple, about to officially become the Saint. If he made a slight mistake, with the Li Clan protecting him, he should be fine.
Thinking of this, Pei Ling felt a little relieved, but still hoped that some accident would happen quickly to interrupt the System's Hosting of him…
At this moment, seeing that Pei Ling neither agreed nor refused, nor explained, the Eight Sects True Inheritors did not know what Pei Ling meant.
The Demonic Path continued to follow closely. Seeing this, the five Righteous Path members, although bewildered, also continued to follow behind.
Thus, the Nine Sects True Inheritors gathered, led by Pei Ling, and flew towards a certain part of the Sect.
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Deep within the Chongming Sect.
A mountain valley shrouded in clouds and mist.
The valley was lush with vegetation, yet in the center of the valley, a lake as flat as a mirror, and its surroundings, were completely barren.
On the lake's surface, a shadowy skull mountain was reflected.
At the peak of the mountain, a seductive and enchanting figure sat cross-legged, with powerful Qi flowing around her body as she breathed.
“Thump, thump, thump…”
Footsteps broke the silence in the valley.
Several Su Clan members walked into the valley and bowed at the lakeside: “Madam, the last batch of five thousand High Grade virgin boys and girls, as agreed upon last time, has been prepared and is specially sent here.”
As soon as the words fell, Si Hong Qingyan, reflected in the water, immediately opened her eyes. A strange light flashed in her pupils, and with a thought, the original skull mountain instantly transformed into a magnificent Main Hall.
She sat high on the main seat of the Main Hall, flanked by attendants in luxurious robes. A voice, soft and alluring, calmly commanded, “Bring them all in.”
“Yes.” Hearing this, the Su Clan members immediately stepped into the lake.
The next moment, the surrounding space rippled, and the scenery before them shifted, soon appearing within a luxurious corridor.
One end of the corridor was pitch black, as if it were nothingness.
The other end, however, was lit, vaguely revealing a magnificent hall with many beautiful maidservants waiting with downcast eyes, their gazes filled with affection.
But the Su Clan members did not hesitate and headed straight for the pitch-black end.
After walking into the darkness, their five senses were lost for a moment, and fear, as if instinctive, grew wildly.
Fortunately, not long after, their vision suddenly cleared, and they had already entered the magnificent Main Hall they had seen reflected on the lake’s surface.
However, between their position and Si Hong Qingyan, there was a gauze screen. Through the screen, embroidered with numerous ghost figures, only a charming silhouette of the Sect Master's wife could be seen.
The Su Clan members composed themselves and took out a crystal ball from their In arms.
The crystal ball was no larger than a chicken egg, and inside, densely packed, floated countless black dots.
Upon closer inspection, one would discover that these black dots were actually two- or three-year-old virgin boys and girls, many of whom were barely learning to walk. Their clothing varied in quality; some wore luxurious garments, others were in rags. The only commonality was that these children all had delicate features, fair skin, and from their appearance alone, exuded a sense of spiritual purity.
Behind the screen, Si Hong Qingyan reached out and drew the crystal ball into her palm. After examining it for a few moments, she revealed a satisfied expression.
These five thousand virgin boys and girls were all of excellent quality.
With their souls and essence blood, it was almost enough for her to Cultivate the Divine Ability, 【Evil Divergence Blood Finger】.
And the remaining Physical Body could also be used to feed the ghost beasts in her enclosure.
Nodding, Si Hong Qingyan handed the crystal ball to the maidservant beside her and instructed, “Take it and prepare it.”
The maidservants collectively curtsied and said, “Yes.”
Then they filed out, going to dispose of these virgin boys and girls according to the requirements of her Cultivation Divine Ability.
Si Hong Qingyan turned her head and then said to the Su Clan members outside the screen, “Not bad, thank you all for your efforts.”
The Su Clan members smiled and cupped their hands: “Madam’s Aura is even stronger than before. It seems your Dao has advanced further during these days. This is truly a blessing for our Sect.”
Upon hearing this, Si Hong Qingyan’s expression was indifferent. She inwardly scoffed, the Su Clan was truly useless. She had already revealed all of Pei Ling’s situation, but in the end, they still lost completely, watching as Pei Ling stepped on their reputation to rise to power.
Of course, Su Lijing, the Sect Master, wasn't much better.
A dignified Sect Master personally took action against a Core Formation stage junior, yet returned without success.
However, Pei Ling was also lucky. If the opponent were competing with a direct descendant of the Si Hong Clan for the Saint position, and then the Si Hong Clan asked her to take action… Hehehe! To deal with a mere Core Formation, she wouldn’t be like the Sect Master, making a big fuss over nothing and only embarrassing herself.
To be frank, if Pei Ling were to encounter her, he would only have two paths: first, to be used by her!
Second, to die!
As her thoughts turned, Si Hong Qingyan asked languidly, “And the ten thousand jin of Azure Billow Vicious Beast blood, when does Su Qianya plan to send it over?”
Chapter 662 Everyone is shocked! (Second update! Please subscribe!)
Behind the screen, the Eight Sects True Inheritors stood with hands hanging down, clearly divided into two groups: Righteous Path and Demonic Path.
Seeing Pei Ling stride forward, bypass the screen, and go to pay respects to the Sect Master's wife, the Demonic Path's True Inheritors immediately communicated through spiritual messages, guessing the full story of today's event: "What exactly does Pei Ling want from the Sect Master's wife this time? Why did he bring us along?"
"Perhaps the Sect Master's wife summoned him? Otherwise, he hasn't become a Saint yet, so he doesn't seem to have the right to directly request an audience with the Sect Master's wife."
"It's probably nothing major... otherwise, why would she let us outsiders come in together?"
"Could it be that she sees Pei Ling's outstanding strength and wants to marry a Si Hong Clan daughter to him?"
"But for something like that, there's no need for us to be here together..."
"Perhaps it's a whim, wanting to see the outstanding juniors of the Sect? Since we're already here, she might as well summon us all in..."
At the same time, Shang Fufeng closed his folding fan, his expression solemn, and was transmitting a warning to his companions: "Inside is the Chongming Sect Master's wife, the direct daughter of the Floating Light Si Hong Clan, the Demonic Sect's previous Saintess, Si Hong Qingyan. This demoness is extremely vicious. When she was a True Inheritor, she once infiltrated the Jiuyi Mountain territory and refined several small and medium-sized Sects alive, with countless Souls in her hands."
"She has no pity for the common people under the Chongming Sect's rule."
"She primarily Cultivates the Blood Dao, using living beings as cultivation resources year-round. To collect children born on specific dates, she even forcibly arranged marriages for mortals and low-level Cultivators, using aphrodisiacs to force them into pregnancy and childbirth, treating the Human Race like unintelligent livestock, freely breeding them."
"The offspring produced are even treated as resources, categorized into three grades—upper, middle, and lower—based on their innate talent, bone structure, and Physique, for use in Cultivation."
"Her demonic nature is so profound it's shocking!"
"Moreover, her Cultivation is extremely high, on par with the Chongming Sect Master."
"I heard from my elders that if the Chongming Sect Master hadn't been a few years older than her and had Cultivated for a few more years, he might not have narrowly won by half a move when they competed for the Sect Master position, and the position of Sect Master today might not have fallen to Su Lijing."
"Su Lijing is devoted to the Dao, and he sought the Sect Master position only to gain more resources and improve his own Cultivation."
"Therefore, after taking over as Sect Master, he frequently goes into seclusion and doesn't inquire much about the Chongming Sect's affairs."
"Si Hong Qingyan took advantage of the situation to act as regent in her capacity as the Sect Master's wife, meddling in everything, enriching herself, and increasing the slaughter."
"In short, this Si Hong Qingyan is one of the two most powerful figures in the Chongming Sect. Regardless of her character, you must not be disrespectful."
After all, they were invited here because they weren't afraid of death, not because they actively sought it. There was no need to deliberately offend this ruthless Sect Master's wife.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yushang asked via spiritual message: "Senior Brother Shang, why did Pei Ling bring us here to see this madam?"
"I'm not sure about that," Shang Fufeng replied, his voice filled with doubt, through spiritual message. "I heard that the demoness Zhou Miaoli, supported by the Si Hong Clan, failed in her competition with Li Lieyue, who is from the Li Clan, for the Saintess position."
"Now the Li Clan has quietly cultivated a quasi-Saint."
"Perhaps Si Hong Qingyan resents the Li Clan, so she summoned Pei Ling to give him a warning before he officially becomes a Saint."
"Otherwise, why would she let us in?"
"I estimate she'll find an excuse to reprimand Pei Ling and publicly punish him thoroughly."
Qiu Weiyang couldn't help but transmit: "Senior Brother Shang, at yesterday's banquet, this Pei Ling showed no courtesy to Su Zhenhe, which shows his arrogant nature."
"Such a person probably won't let the Sect Master's wife scold him, will he?"
Shang Fufeng sneered: "Junior Sister Qiu, you don't know this, but the Chongming Sect's ethos is survival of the fittest."
"This concept, through generations of conditioning, has been deeply ingrained in their hearts, becoming a matter of course."
"Although Pei Ling appeared arrogant last night, that was only because he was stronger than Su Zhenhe."
"But the Sect Master's wife has profound Cultivation, and she is ruthless and cunning. Facing such a Demonic Path titan, no matter how violent and unrestrained Pei Ling is, he will certainly put aside all his pride and obediently kneel, not daring to show the slightest disrespect..."
Just then, from behind the screen, the Sect Master's wife could be vaguely seen raising a round fan, half-covering her crimson lips and snow-white chin, and asking in a charming voice: "Pei Ling, what is it?"
The Eight Sects True Inheritors instantly stopped their spiritual messages, their attention entirely focused on the conversation between the Sect Master's wife and Pei Ling.
However, they waited for a long time but still heard no reply from Pei Ling.
Immediately after, through the shark silk, they saw Pei Ling stride onto the elevated platform, seemingly approaching the Sect Master's wife to respond.
Then, a series of strange noises soon followed.
The Eight Sects True Inheritors were very puzzled but didn't think much of it, still pondering. Before long, they were dumbfounded!
The Demonic Path side discussed blankly via spiritual message: "This... this can't be..."
They were now unable to continue thinking!
At the same time, the five True Inheritors of the Righteous Path were also too stunned to speak by the scene before their eyes.
They had just confidently analyzed that while Pei Ling was imposing in front of Su Zhenhe, he would surely kneel obediently before the Sect Master's wife, not daring to breathe, awaiting his punishment.
But who would have thought that the reality was completely different from what they imagined!
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Behind the screen, the Eight Sects True Inheritors stood with hands hanging down, clearly divided into two groups: Righteous Path and Demonic Path.
Seeing Pei Ling stride forward, bypass the screen, and go to pay respects to the Sect Master's wife, the Demonic Path's True Inheritors immediately communicated through spiritual messages, guessing the full story of today's event: "What exactly does Pei Ling want from the Sect Master's wife this time? Why did he bring us along?"
"Perhaps the Sect Master's wife summoned him? Otherwise, he hasn't become a Saint yet, so he doesn't seem to have the right to directly request an audience with the Sect Master's wife."
"It's probably nothing major... otherwise, why would she let us outsiders come in together?"
"Could it be that she sees Pei Ling's outstanding strength and wants to marry a Si Hong Clan daughter to him?"
"But for something like that, there's no need for us to be here together..."
"Perhaps it's a whim, wanting to see the outstanding juniors of the Sect? Since we're already here, she might as well summon us all in..."
At the same time, Shang Fufeng closed his folding fan, his expression solemn, and was transmitting a warning to his companions: "Inside is the Chongming Sect Master's wife, the direct daughter of the Floating Light Si Hong Clan, the Demonic Sect's previous Saintess, Si Hong Qingyan. This demoness is extremely vicious. When she was a True Inheritor, she once infiltrated the Jiuyi Mountain territory and refined several small and medium-sized Sects alive, with countless Souls in her hands."
"She has no pity for the common people under the Chongming Sect's rule."
"She primarily Cultivates the Blood Dao, using living beings as cultivation resources year-round. To collect children born on specific dates, she even forcibly arranged marriages for mortals and low-level Cultivators, using aphrodisiacs to force them into pregnancy and childbirth, treating the Human Race like unintelligent livestock, freely breeding them."
"The offspring produced are even treated as resources, categorized into three grades—upper, middle, and lower—based on their innate talent, bone structure, and Physique, for use in Cultivation."
"Her demonic nature is so profound it's shocking!"
"Moreover, her Cultivation is extremely high, on par with the Chongming Sect Master."
"I heard from my elders that if the Chongming Sect Master hadn't been a few years older than her and had Cultivated for a few more years, he might not have narrowly won by half a move when they competed for the Sect Master position, and the position of Sect Master today might not have fallen to Su Lijing."
"Su Lijing is devoted to the Dao, and he sought the Sect Master position only to gain more resources and improve his own Cultivation."
"Therefore, after taking over as Sect Master, he frequently goes into seclusion and doesn't inquire much about the Chongming Sect's affairs."
"Si Hong Qingyan took advantage of the situation to act as regent in her capacity as the Sect Master's wife, meddling in everything, enriching herself, and increasing the slaughter."
"In short, this Si Hong Qingyan is one of the two most powerful figures in the Chongming Sect. Regardless of her character, you must not be disrespectful."
After all, they were invited here because they weren't afraid of death, not because they actively sought it. There was no need to deliberately offend this ruthless Sect Master's wife.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yushang asked via spiritual message: "Senior Brother Shang, why did Pei Ling bring us here to see this madam?"
"I'm not sure about that," Shang Fufeng replied, his voice filled with doubt, through spiritual message. "I heard that the demoness Zhou Miaoli, supported by the Si Hong Clan, failed in her competition with Li Lieyue, who is from the Li Clan, for the Saintess position."
"Now the Li Clan has quietly cultivated a quasi-Saint."
"Perhaps Si Hong Qingyan resents the Li Clan, so she summoned Pei Ling to give him a warning before he officially becomes a Saint."
"Otherwise, why would she let us in?"
"I estimate she'll find an excuse to reprimand Pei Ling and publicly punish him thoroughly."
Qiu Weiyang couldn't help but transmit: "Senior Brother Shang, at yesterday's banquet, this Pei Ling showed no courtesy to Su Zhenhe, which shows his arrogant nature."
"Such a person probably won't let the Sect Master's wife scold him, will he?"
Shang Fufeng sneered: "Junior Sister Qiu, you don't know this, but the Chongming Sect's ethos is survival of the fittest."
"This concept, through generations of conditioning, has been deeply ingrained in their hearts, becoming a matter of course."
"Although Pei Ling appeared arrogant last night, that was only because he was stronger than Su Zhenhe."
"But the Sect Master's wife has profound Cultivation, and she is ruthless and cunning. Facing such a Demonic Path titan, no matter how violent and unrestrained Pei Ling is, he will certainly put aside all his pride and obediently kneel, not daring to show the slightest disrespect..."
Just then, from behind the screen, the Sect Master's wife could be vaguely seen raising a round fan, half-covering her crimson lips and snow-white chin, and asking in a charming voice: "Pei Ling, what is it?"
The Eight Sects True Inheritors instantly stopped their spiritual messages, their attention entirely focused on the conversation between the Sect Master's wife and Pei Ling.
However, they waited for a long time but still heard no reply from Pei Ling.
Immediately after, through the shark silk, they saw Pei Ling stride onto the elevated platform, seemingly approaching the Sect Master's wife to respond.
Then, a series of strange noises soon followed.
The Eight Sects True Inheritors were very puzzled but didn't think much of it, still pondering. Before long, they were dumbfounded!
The Demonic Path side discussed blankly via spiritual message: "This... this can't be..."
They were now unable to continue thinking!
At the same time, the five True Inheritors of the Righteous Path were also too stunned to speak by the scene before their eyes.
They had just confidently analyzed that while Pei Ling was imposing in front of Su Zhenhe, he would surely kneel obediently before the Sect Master's wife, not daring to breathe, awaiting his punishment.
But who would have thought that the reality was completely different from what they imagined!
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Chapter 663: Out of reach. (3rd update! Please subscribe!)
In the eyes of the five True Inheritors of the Righteous Path, Chongming Sect's Sect Master's wife, who slaughtered cities and exterminated clans, was a venomous and ruthless female Devil Head! But now, compared to Pei Ling, this Sect Master's wife was actually just a victim!
Such demonic nature!
Such wanton disregard!
This Pei Ling truly deserved death ten thousand times over!
Just at this moment, the voice from within the screen continued to resound.
Upon hearing this, the Righteous Path side was immediately enraged, especially the two female cultivators from Su Zhen Heaven and Han An Sword Sect.
Although the Sect Master's wife had committed numerous crimes, her hands stained with blood, and her transgressions were beyond redemption, Pei Ling, as a Disciple of Chongming Sect, dared to lay hands on his own Sect Master's wife, and furthermore, he did it in front of the Nine Great Sects.
Even though their stance was hostile to the Sect Master's wife, they could no longer bear to watch!
Thus, Qiu Weiyang of Han An Sword Sect and Chu Yushang of Su Zhen Heaven stepped forward simultaneously.
“Shameless scoundrel, in broad daylight, you dare to commit such a deranged act, it’s simply unheard of! Stop at once!”
“Otherwise, we will immediately slay you on the spot to eliminate evil and uphold the Righteous Path!”
As they spoke, their spiritual power surged around them, their Aura like a rainbow, as they charged towards the screen.
The remaining three male cultivators of the Righteous Path also wanted to enter and stop him, but due to various considerations, they hesitated for a moment.
At this moment, as Qiu Weiyang and Chu Yushang were about to rush inside the screen, an incomparably powerful and ominous Qi suddenly erupted from behind the screen!
The next moment, countless blood-colored Saber Qi, incomparably sharp, crisscrossed like a surging ocean, and the whistling sound swept like a raging tide, roaring as it struck towards the two of them!
Swish, swish, swish…
Qiu Weiyang and Chu Yushang’s expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly cast their escape arts, turning into mystic light and clear wind. With graceful twists and turns, they dodged the layers of Saber shadows.
Boom, boom, boom…
The Saber Qi landed on the spot where the two women had been, and the Qi scattered.
However, the material used for this Main Hall was extraordinary, and the ground was not damaged in any way.
Immediately after, a delicate, beautiful, and slender woman in blood-red robes slowly materialized in front of the screen, standing in the Void Realm.
Her thick hair, like seaweed, fanned out behind her like a peacock’s tail, with four equally beautiful but distinct female heads connected to each side.
The nine heads displayed emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, delight, surprise, grief, worry, contemplation, and fear.
“Disturbing my master’s Cultivation means death!” The Nine Soul Saber Dao Spirit looked down from above at the Eight Sects True Inheritors and said coldly.
As Pei Ling’s natal Saber, advancing and retreating with her master was the Dao Spirit’s most primitive instinct. Especially at critical moments of life and death, she would automatically protect her master without needing to be controlled!
Although the current situation could not be described as life-threatening, through the natal soul contract, she could sense that her master was cultivating with full concentration and might be forming a Nascent Soul soon.
Therefore, no matter what, she would not allow anyone to disturb her master at such a time!
The Eight Sects True Inheritors looked surprised, but quickly recognized that this was a Dao Spirit!
Moreover, its Saber Intent and Qi were from the same origin as Pei Ling; this was Pei Ling’s Dao Spirit.
A Dao Spirit with nine heads… Even the Dao Spirit was so strange and terrifying! This Fourth True Inheritor of Chongming Sect was even more ruthless and tyrannical than that demoness Li Lieyue back then!
“Disturb your master’s Cultivation?” Qiu Weiyang said coldly, “Hmph! Get out of the way immediately, or I’ll cut you down too!”
The Dao Spirit said without hesitation, “Whether it’s the Sect Master’s wife or any other living being, they are all resources for my master’s Cultivation!”
Before she finished speaking, the head with an enraged expression suddenly opened its mouth, “No need to waste words with this cheap maid, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!”
The head with a worried expression then said, “We haven’t slaughtered cities, exterminated clans, and fully drunk human blood for a very, very, very long time… Alas… You, cheap maid over there, come here and let me drink a mouthful of the blood from your neck… If it’s not good, I’ll kill you! If it’s good, then you’ll follow master as a slave from now on, feeding me constantly…”
The head with a joyful expression revealed a heartfelt smile, “This is… truly wonderful… When master finishes Cultivating, he will kill all these people, and their essence blood, their heads, their pain and fear at the moment of death… will all be mine!!!”
Chu Yushang’s face was grim, and she said in a deep voice, “Senior Sister Qiu, don’t waste words with this Demonic Saber. It shares the same origin as Pei Ling, so its temperament must be exactly like Pei Ling’s.”
“Pei Ling is deranged, so how can this Demonic Saber be a good thing?”
Upon hearing this, the Dao Spirit head with a sorrowful expression spoke faintly, “When master finishes Cultivating, I will ask master to bestow this cheap maid upon me. I will peel off her skin bit by bit and make a foot mat for master.”
Chu Yushang’s eyes flashed with anger, “Bastard!”
With a thought, countless emerald green vines suddenly grew in the surrounding Void Realm. In an instant, the area behind the screen became like a primeval jungle, with numerous python-like vines rapidly coiling around the Dao Spirit.
The Dao Spirit raised her hand and pointed, sending out Saber Qi to cut down the vines that were rushing towards her.
At the splits in the vines, sap splattered, and grayish-black smoke furiously corroded with sizzling sounds.
Soon, all the vines quickly withered.
Chu Yushang’s expression immediately changed. Her 【Myriad Wood Growth Art】 could absorb the enemy’s spiritual power to grow rapidly. Moreover, the vines it produced were tough and strong; ordinary opponents would simply be unable to break free.
Although she had anticipated that this Dao Spirit belonged to Pei Ling and that this art would surely not harm it, she had not expected it to be broken so easily.
At this moment, a light flashed in Qiu Weiyang’s eyes, and an illusory small sword suddenly flew out from her left eye, carrying the momentum to break all laws, and struck towards the Dao Spirit!
The Dao Spirit did not dodge, but extended her left arm and slashed downwards fiercely.
Boom!!!
The illusory small sword shattered instantly, and the power of the Saber Qi was also greatly reduced, yet it continued to strike towards the two of them.
This direct test between the two sides clearly showed that the Dao Spirit’s Saber Qi was superior.
Swish…
The next moment, the Flying Sword on Qiu Weiyang’s back suddenly unsheathed, transforming into a golden light in mid-air, and annihilated the remaining Saber Qi.
Seeing this, the Dao Spirit was extremely angry: “My master is Cultivating right now, yet you dare to disturb him again and again! I will kill you! And send your corpses to my master for Cultivation!”
Upon hearing this, the Righteous Path side was furious!
And at this moment, seeing that even a Dao Spirit by Pei Ling’s side dared to be so arrogant, all the Demonic Path True Inheritors felt a deep apprehension towards Pei Ling.
This Pei Ling was simply a Devil Head among Devil Heads!
No wonder the Nine A Li Clan was preparing the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony for him in advance; with such a nature, even the past Saints of Chongming Sect would probably be left in the dust!
Once he grew up in the future, the Holy Path would surely gain another renowned and influential magnate…
At this time, Jue Xinzi and Jizhao Zi exchanged glances, and their expressions serious, they nodded.
No wonder Pei Ling’s Cultivation speed was so fast, yet his Foundation remained solid, and his strength could far surpass True Inheritors of the same realm!
It turned out that he had already seen through the illusion of this world, realizing that it was an Illusion Realm. Otherwise, how could he be so bold?
To be honest, even their Wu Shi Villa couldn’t do such a thing.
But this Pei Ling…
It now seemed impossible for him to be an Inferior Immortal.
At the very least, he was at the same level as them, belonging to the Immortal Venerable, Golden Immortal tier, or perhaps even higher!
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Just then, the Nine-Perilous Soul Saber Spirit's nine heads all revealed a bloodthirsty look, raising her pale, soft hands, and Saber Qi poured down like a waterfall towards the two female cultivators!
The Righteous Path True Inheritors were immediately furious. Under normal circumstances, as Chu Yushang had said, the nature of a Natal Weapon Spirit and its master are a Legacy.
The fact that Pei Ling's Natal Dao Spirit was like this showed that his own temperament would only be even more ruthless and malicious!
Thinking of this, Shang Fufeng said in a deep voice, “The Demonic Saber is treacherous. Let us act and lend a hand to our two Junior Sisters.”
Zhongkui Zhiji and Wenren Mi did not hesitate in the slightest and attacked with him, each casting spells to assault the Dao Spirit.
Seeing this, the Demonic Path True Inheritors exchanged glances, and without waiting for either side to determine a victor, they all restrained their Qi, concealed their forms, and quietly retreated to the rear…
This Pei Ling was deeply cunning and outrageously bold. He even dared to scheme against his own Sect Master's wife, and he had dragged them all into it.
If they didn't leave now, as soon as the Sect Master's wife recovered even slightly, none of them would be able to escape.
Thinking of this, they quickly passed through the darkness, returned to the corridor they had just been in, and hurried away.
Boom, boom, boom…
The Nine Soul Saber Spirit, fighting one against five, quickly fell into a disadvantage.
Seeing this, Chu Yushang and Qiu Weiyang were about to take the opportunity to rush into the screen when Shang Fufeng looked around and suddenly his expression changed, immediately saying, “The Demonic Sect's True Inheritors are no longer here, let's leave quickly too!”
Qiu Weiyang, Chu Yushang, Zhongkui Zhiji, and Wenren Mi reacted upon hearing this, immediately disregarding the Dao Spirit, casually blocking a few attacks, and quickly withdrawing.
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Inside the screen.
Pei Ling immediately felt an indescribable connection between himself and the Sect Master's wife.
The next moment, the System's notification sound rang in his ears: “Ding dong! The System will begin to condense your Nascent Soul…”
Before the words were finished, Pei Ling, under the System's control, got up, opened his storage pouch, and took out the Heaven And Earth Treasure inside.
But at this very moment, a strange, bloody burst of Qi suddenly shot from behind him to his side.
This burst of Qi was silent and incredibly fast. For a moment, even the Nine Soul Saber, which was still guarding outside the screen, was unable to protect its master, and in a flash, it struck Pei Ling's back.
Bang!
Pei Ling was immediately sent flying backward, feeling a sharp pain in his back, but he was not injured at all!
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As the System went offline, Pei Ling regained control of his body and immediately saw a lavishly dressed maid appear beside the Sect Master's wife. This was the Sect Master's wife's maid!
She looked at Pei Ling angrily. She had spent a long time taking people to deal with the five thousand High Grade virgin boys and girls for the madam.
Currently, the other maids were still finishing up, while she had returned early to report to the madam. Who knew that as soon as she entered the Main Hall, she would see Pei Ling!
The maid's mind stirred, and countless soul blades appeared out of thin air, like a hurricane, sweeping towards Pei Ling.
Pei Ling, having just regained control of his body, quickly used the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】 to absorb the anger and hatred from her…
Boom, boom, boom…
A moment later, the battle ended. Pei Ling changed into a new robe and, as soon as he walked out from behind the screen, he subconsciously straightened his clothes. Seeing that the space behind the screen was empty and the Eight Sects True Inheritors were no longer there, his expression couldn't help but change slightly.
Then, without thinking, he escaped outwards…
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Chapter 665: I have never seen such a scene before. (Second update! Please subscribe!)
Looking at the three juniors, who were extremely anxious and terrified, especially Ren Zhuolin, the True Inheritor who was usually unrestrained and reckless, now clearly in a state of mental disarray, Senior Nie’s expression remained calm.
He thought to himself, back then, he was also like these young Disciples, immediately making a fuss over trivial matters. This was ultimately due to too little experience and not having seen enough of the world…
But at his current Realm, the countless hardships he had endured and the great storms he had personally weathered were immeasurable.
Now, for an existence like him, there was nothing under Heaven that could stir his heart.
Thinking this, Senior Nie calmly said, “Don’t worry! This matter…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly widened his eyes!
What!?
Chongming Sect Disciple Pei Ling, Dual Cultivated with the Chongming Sect Master’s wife??
A mere Core Formation Cultivator, actually with Si Hong Qingyan, the former Saintess whose Cultivation and strength were no less than his own??
How dared he?
How did he succeed?
And he even deliberately did it in front of the Eight Sects True Inheritors??
What in the @#$% is going on?
As the Heavenly Born Sect’s Supreme Protector, Senior Nie had Cultivated for too long and had long been accustomed to not showing his emotions. Even when he met powerful peers, he would at most show a symbolic smile for the sake of appearances.
But at this moment, his eyes were filled with shock, his face full of disbelief, looking as if he had never seen the world.
“Supreme Protector?”
“Supreme Protector?”
The two True Inheritors called out several times before Senior Nie finally came back to his senses, realizing his Gaffe.
He coughed twice and quickly warned, “This is Chongming Sect. This matter must not be spread for now. Just pretend you know nothing! Otherwise, if the matter spreads and Si Hong Qingyan is pushed to the brink, she might activate the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Yin Yang Disintegration Floating Pagoda Array, and even this Old Man won’t be able to leave!”
The three Disciples quickly assented, and then Ji Yufu asked, “Supreme Protector, should we leave now and quietly return to the sect?”
Senior Nie, however, shook his head, “Chongming Sect has grandly invited us to attend the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony. If we leave before the ceremony begins, wouldn’t it seem like we are afraid of Chongming Sect?”
“That’s absolutely impossible!”
After a moment of thought, he added, “However, while we cannot leave, we can send a message to the sect and ask an Old Ancestor to come and oversee the situation.”
The three Disciples all breathed a sigh of relief.
“Alright, you all may withdraw. This Old Man needs to contact the sect now.” Senior Nie immediately instructed.
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Wu Shi Peak.
Like Heavenly Born Peak, this was the residence Chongming Sect prepared for the high-ranking members of Wu Shi Villa.
At the peak, there was also a magnificent palace.
Moreover, it was even more luxurious and grand than the one on Heavenly Born Peak.
However, at the entrance of the palace, a plaque hung with the inscription “Wu Shi Courtyard.”
This was because Wu Shi Villa viewed this world as an Illusion Realm. No matter how grand the foundation or how magnificent the buildings, they were at most similar to a summer resort.
Currently, within Wu Shi Courtyard, Immortal Meng Hui had just finished listening to Jue Xinzi and Jizhao Zi recount the entire incident.
Even though Immortal Meng Hui considered himself to act as he pleased, completely unrestrained, he couldn’t help but be stunned for a while.
After regaining his composure, he solemnly said, “This Pei Ling must have long seen through the falsehood of this Realm! In the Upper Realm, it is highly possible that he is an Immortal King, or even an Immortal Emperor!”
Jue Xinzi and Jizhao Zi both nodded in agreement.
Immortal Meng Hui then continued, “However, while Pei Ling’s talent is extraordinary and he can see through falsehoods, Si Hong Qingyan might not. To prevent Si Hong Qingyan from becoming enraged and using her geographical advantage to interrupt our current Lower Realm Cultivation, we must invite another Immortal King to oversee the situation.”
“Golden Immortal Dream Twilight is right!” Jue Xinzi and Jizhao Zi both agreed.
Thus, Immortal Meng Hui immediately began to contact Wu Shi Villa.
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Reincarnation Peak.
Inside the dark palace, Protector Wu, the Floating Pagoda Emissary, listened to Tu Ci and the others’ words, remaining silent for a long time.
Afterward, he said, “Fortune and loss, the Reincarnation of Heaven’s will.”
“Si Hong Qingyan, in the past, for the sake of Cultivating Blood Dao Cultivation Technique, ordered the Human Race to forcibly mate on numerous occasions.”
“Having this experience today is also the Reincarnation of her destiny.”
“Do not spread this matter for now. I will send a message to the Grand F屠 Order, and then we shall make further plans.”
Tu Ci and the others respectfully nodded, “Yes!”
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Zhuai Bi Peak.
Inside a large bamboo building, the five high-ranking Cultivators of the Righteous Path were gathered, brewing tea and chatting idly.
As the spiritual spring boiled on the small red clay stove, a light fragrance of spiritual tea soon wafted, filling the entire room.
After enjoying the fragrant tea and exchanging pleasantries, they finally got to the main topic.
Zhong Kui Zili, the King of Qingyuan, dressed in imperial robes, said in a deep voice, “This Pei Ling’s strength is extremely formidable. His inauguration as Saint requires him to climb the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder. This is indeed an opportunity, but if it proves to be of little use at that time, do not send Disciples to their deaths.”
“The Demonic Path’s intentions are malicious and their methods despicable. They will never miss this opportunity to harm our carefully cultivated True Inheritors.”
The Su Zhentian female cultivator frowned slightly, “But if we do that, what will become of our Righteous Path’s reputation? The Disciples still have to go, as long as we provide them with more life-saving means.”
The Han An Sword Sect’s swordsman said in a deep voice, “This Pei Ling’s strength is indeed extraordinary, but the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder also cannot be underestimated. At that time, his entire Cultivation will be restrained by the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, so the Disciples may not be without opportunity.”
“It would indeed be best if we could kill Pei Ling.” The Old General of Yanxi City said in a low voice, “But if there is no opportunity, there is no need to force it.”
“Even if this Pei Ling truly becomes the Saint, our Righteous Path also has peerless Prodigies, enough to contend with him.”
The Old Man of Nine Serenities Mountain slowly nodded, “That’s right! Our Righteous Path has always been open and aboveboard. In restraining the Demonic Path all these years, we have always fought honorably and won honorably. Why should we worry about Pei Ling, a mere junior of the Demonic Path?”
“The main purpose of this trip is to allow the juniors to gain some experience and broaden their horizons.”
“Whether they win or lose, it doesn’t really matter.”
As they were speaking, there was a commotion outside. It was the five True Inheritors of the sects who had come together to request an audience.
The five high-ranking Cultivators of the Righteous Path all had calm expressions. They had, of course, seen their own juniors follow Pei Ling to meet the Chongming Sect Master’s wife.
Due to the obstruction of the great array, they did not know what had happened in the Sect Master’s wife’s palace.
But with them, the elders, present, they assumed Si Hong Qingyan would not dare to lay a hand on their Disciples.
Thinking this, the Han An Sword Sect’s swordsman calmly asked, “What is it?”
The five True Inheritors were all red-faced, their mouths agape, but they were speechless, not knowing how to describe it for a moment.
Seeing this scene, the five elders immediately frowned, thinking their Disciples had suffered some humiliation.
The Su Zhentian female cultivator immediately said, “Don’t worry, speak your mind! If Si Hong Qingyan bullied the young, we elders will not stand idly by. We will certainly go and demand an explanation!”
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Chu Yushang hurriedly said, "Grandmaster, it's not that Si Hong Qingyan was rude to us, but rather..."
As she spoke, her face flushed even redder, and she struggled internally to figure out how to continue.
Seeing Chu Yushang speak only halfway, the Senior of the Sword Sect grew a little impatient and instructed the Junior he had brought with him, "Wénrén, tell us what happened."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Weiyang's cheeks also flushed with shame, but under her Senior's command, she had to suppress her shyness and say, "Replying to all Seniors, Pei Ling took them to see the Chongming Sect Master's wife. We initially thought something was amiss, but who knew, after they met the Sect Master's wife, they started..."
What?!
The five high-level Cultivators of the Righteous Path were all shocked. Pei Ling, a mere Core Formation stage Disciple, with the Chongming Sect Master's wife?
Where was the Chongming Sect Master?
Was Pei Ling too bold, or was the Sect Master too generous?
For a moment, the five Seniors looked at each other, unable to utter a single word.
At this moment, Qiu Weiyang was about to continue speaking when she heard Shang Fufeng of Jiuyi Mountain add, "No! Not at all! All Seniors."
"The Sect Master's wife was forced."
"Although a screen blocked our view of the specific situation inside at the time, judging from the changing shadows of the two on the screen, Pei Ling was extremely presumptuous."
Zhongkui Zhiji also said, "That's right."
"But this seemed to further fuel Pei Ling's Demonic Path and interest; not only did he not stop, but he became even more unrestrained."
Wenren Mi said in a deep voice, "At that time, Junior Sister Chu and Junior Sister Qiu wanted to go in and stop him, but they were blocked by Pei Ling's Natal Blade. That Natal Blade was arrogant and bloodthirsty, stating directly that even the Chongming Sect Master's wife was merely cultivation resource for her master."
Chu Yushang composed herself and said with indignation, "Pei Ling, that Devil Head, must have deliberately done it in front of us; he did it on purpose for us to see!"
When the Disciples first spoke, they were a bit embarrassed, hesitating and being evasive, but the more they spoke, the more indignant they became.
The five Seniors listened, dumbfounded. They had initially thought that Pei Ling, a mere Core Formation, was already shocking.
But they hadn't expected...
This, was this really just a true Disciple of the Chongming Sect?
If they hadn't known beforehand that Pei Ling's cultivation was indeed only at the Core Formation stage, they would have certainly believed this was a terrifying, world-renowned Great Devil Head!
No!
Si Hong Qingyan was a Great Devil Head!
Yet she had to beg for mercy in front of Pei Ling.
This Pei Ling was even more terrifying than a true Great Devil Head!
If his cultivation was only Core Formation now, and he already possessed such Demonic Path, what if his cultivation increased in the future?
Thinking of this, the Old Man of Nine Serenities Mountain's expression immediately turned solemn, and then he said, "Send a message to the Sect, increase Pei Ling's bounty by a hundredfold! No, it must be raised to the same level as Chongming Sect Master Su Lijing!"
Upon hearing this, the other four high-level Cultivators came back to their senses and immediately expressed their agreement.
Immediately after, the Su Zhentian female cultivator of Su Zhen Heaven instructed, "This time, for Pei Ling's Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, Chang'er, you are not to participate."
Upon hearing this, everyone was first startled, then quickly understood.
What if, when climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, a Su Zhen Heaven Disciple goes up to challenge, and after losing, the opponent forcefully takes Chu Yushang in front of the Nine Great Sects?
No one else, not even ninety-nine percent of Demonic Cultivators, would ever do such a thing.
But Pei Ling...
For this Devil Head, such a matter was probably as common as eating and drinking.
Chu Yushang heard this, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, and immediately said, "Grandmaster, even if this Disciple is truly no match for Pei Ling, that Devil Head, for the sake of my Su Zhen Heaven's reputation, this Disciple will never retreat!"
"Please rest assured, Grandmaster, this Disciple will not bring shame to Su Zhen Heaven."
"Once defeated, this Disciple will immediately commit suicide, not giving Pei Ling, that Devil Head, any opportunity to humiliate me!"
"It is our duty as Cultivators to eliminate evil and protect the Dao. Before coming, this Disciple defeated my Senior Sisters to ambush Pei Ling on the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder."
"If I now fear his tyrannical and cruel reputation and don't even dare to ascend the Blood Ladder, wouldn't I have wasted the Sect's many years of nurturing?"
"The Devil Dao Four Sects, if there is Pei Ling today, and Zhang Ling or Li Ling tomorrow, this Disciple cannot always avoid them, always hiding under the protection of the Sect and Seniors, not daring to step forward."
"To do so would surely stain my Dao Heart and eventually turn me into a useless person!"
"Therefore, for the Sect, and for this Disciple's future Dao path, I beg Grandmaster to grant my wish and allow this Disciple to ascend the Blood Ladder, following the original plan to ambush Pei Ling!"
"Even if it's just to exhaust him a little for my Senior Brothers and Sisters, it will not be in vain that this Disciple came here with Grandmaster."
As she spoke, Chu Yushang directly knelt down to request, her figure graceful, yet her expression firm, without a trace of wavering or fear.
Seeing this, the Su Zhentian female cultivator showed approval in her eyes, and as she hesitated whether to let this Disciple participate, Zhong Kui Zili shook his head and said, "Not appropriate! As far as this King knows, this Pei Ling prefers female corpses even more than living people."
"If Junior Niece Chu truly dies, it will only further fuel Pei Ling's twisted Heart-Nature..."
Prefers female corpses even more than living people?!
Chu Yushang and Qiu Weiyang's faces immediately changed. They were not afraid of death, but...
If they were truly... in public by Pei Ling...
And it was their corpses...
For a moment, the two female Cultivators were filled with shame and anger, not daring to continue thinking.
The Demonic Path scoundrel, he's simply not human!
Upon hearing this, the Senior of the Sword Sect immediately instructed, "Wénrén, this time, you are also not to participate."
Qiu Weiyang was very unconvinced in her heart, but thinking of how Pei Ling didn't even spare corpses, she immediately took a deep breath and replied with a bowed head, "Yes, this Disciple understands."
At this time, the Old Man of Nine Serenities Mountain, King Qingyuan of the Liulan Dynasty, and the old general of Yanxi City, instructed Shang Fufeng, Zhongkui Zhiji, and Wenren Mi, "If the Demonic Path side does not participate, then you all stay put and do not step forward."
"If a Demonic Path true Disciple participates..."
"Then let the Demonic Path dogs fight among themselves."
After all, Pei Ling's current methods had even ensnared the Chongming Sect Master's wife. Sending Disciples to challenge him would be tantamount to seeking death, wouldn't it?
As for the Righteous Path's reputation... Hehehe, the Chongming Sect Master's wife was publicly taken by a Disciple. At this Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, who could be more humiliated than the host?
They didn't believe the Chongming Sect would dare to boast about this ceremony afterward.
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After giving instructions to their Disciples, the five Righteous Path high-level Cultivators immediately grew solemn.
The old general from Yanxi City said in a deep voice, “It seems we still underestimated Pei Ling before.
Now, we must investigate him thoroughly.”
King Qingyuan of the Liulan Dynasty nodded slightly, and after quickly setting up a protective Formation, he transmitted his voice, “Within the Demonic Sect, there are still our Imperial Dynasty’s hidden agents.
I can handle this matter.”
“From now on, we cannot let these juniors leave our side for even half a step,” the Su Zhentian female cultivator reminded.
“Otherwise, Si Hong Qingyan will certainly not let them off.”
The Old Man of Nine Serenities Mountain stroked his long beard, nodded slightly, and then said, “This place is, after all, the Demonic Sect’s territory.
Once Chongming Sect activates the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Yin Yang Disintegration Floating Pagoda Array, with just the five of us, it might be beyond our ability to protect our Disciples.”
“We need to send a message to our Sect and find more people to come and sit here with us.”
Everyone agreed and used their respective methods to contact their Sects.
***
The ancestral land of the Pillow Stone Su Clan.
Among the towering and continuous buildings, there was one structure that was exceptionally tall, desolate, and imposing.
It was precisely where the Su Clan’s direct lineage ancestral hall was located.
Deep within the ancestral hall, in a spacious and secluded hall, countless life-soul lamps floated in mid-air, looking very similar to the grand hall in the Sect.
However, these life-soul lamps were fewer in number, and they appeared flickering and somewhat ethereal, not as solid as those in the grand hall.
A moment later, a life-soul lamp several feet high suddenly extinguished.
The caretaker frowned, and with a thought, he conjured the lamp stand before him with a hand seal, beginning to check if there was any problem with the life-soul lamp.
A moment later, finding nothing wrong with the life-soul lamp, the caretaker’s expression immediately changed.
The life-soul lamps here were manifested by the Su Clan’s ancestors using great magical power and Divine Abilities, drawing from all the life-soul lamps of the Su Clan’s direct Bloodline within the Sect’s Life-Soul Hall.
Although they were not truly moved here, it was no different from being in the Life-Soul Hall itself.
The extinguishing of each life-soul lamp meant the demise of a direct descendant of the Su Clan!
And although the Su Clan had a history of tens of thousands of years with numerous Disciples, the death of an ordinary Disciple would not cause much of a stir.
However, with the direct lineage in power, the life and death of any direct member were not trivial matters.
Thinking of this, the caretaker continuously cast spells, beginning to deduce the status of the life-soul lamp’s owner and their final whereabouts…
A moment later, he quickly fled outwards.
At this moment, a Clone of Su Qianya was handling clan affairs in the study when a servant’s voice suddenly came from outside, “Patriarch, the ancestral hall caretaker requests an audience!”
Su Qianya frowned and said, “Let him in.”
A moment later, a black-clad elder entered and bowed respectfully.
“What is it?” Su Qianya asked concisely.
The black-clad elder said in a deep voice, “Reporting to Patriarch, Young Master’s life-soul lamp has extinguished, and the perpetrator was meticulous, making it impossible to deduce who did it.”
Su Qianya’s expression changed, but he quickly composed himself and immediately asked, “Where is the body located?”
The black-clad elder said, “Between Fang Family Fort’s teleportation array and Yan Family Fort’s teleportation array.”
Su Qianya nodded.
Although he hadn’t seen the body yet, he already guessed who had done it.
He said no more and walked out quickly.
***
With a flash of white light, Pei Ling stepped out of the teleportation array.
At this moment, he had arrived in a desolate mountain valley, where everything was silent and uninhabited.
This was a teleportation location in the southwest direction of Chongming Sect, usually unguarded, with only a Formation for protection.
For Pei Ling, it was naturally a priority choice for escape.
He took out his blood sedan and, carrying Yu Xuezhao, who was still asleep, flew at full speed towards the direction of Azure Billow Mountain.
However, after flying for only about an hour, Pei Ling’s Qi immediately began to leak out.
The 【Jealousy Sack Lock】 could no longer suppress his cultivation!
Pei Ling’s expression changed slightly.
He had to immediately condense his Nascent Soul.
Otherwise, the surging magical power would become increasingly uncontrollable.
At best, he would suffer Qi Deviation; at worst, he might directly Breakthrough to the Mortal Nascent Soul!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately controlled the blood sedan to stop.
He could only hope that the potent poison on the Sect Master’s wife would delay things further, allowing the matter to remain concealed for longer…
As his thoughts churned, he waved his hand to put away the blood sedan, then casually set up a defensive Formation around him, threw Yu Xuezhao inside, and then took out a Void Heaven Realm Seed and activated it directly.
The next moment, Pei Ling vanished from his original spot.
The scenery before him shifted, dreamlike and illusory; it seemed a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like just a flick of a finger.
When Pei Ling came back to his senses, he found himself standing above layers of cloud sea.
Above his head was a sky as blue as Glass.
In the distant sky, a faint golden light appeared, as if the proud sun had just risen, and wherever it reached, the white clouds were tinged with a brilliant and bright golden hue.
Below and all around, as far as the eye could see, were soft and thick cloud seas, like mountains and waves, appearing boundless.
This scene was not much different from when he first entered “Little Free Heaven.”
Seeing that he had entered “Little Free Heaven,” Pei Ling dared not delay and immediately sat down cross-legged, opened his storage bag, and took out all the Materials needed for condensing his Nascent Soul.
He quickly thought to himself: when the System took over the 【Maha Color Evolution Scroll】, it was only interrupted by an external force after he had finished cultivating with the Sect Master’s wife and was about to officially condense his Nascent Soul.
Now that he was using the System for Hosting again, it was best to use the 【Maha Color Evolution Scroll】 again.
That way, he would most likely be able to continue condensing his Nascent Soul from where he left off; otherwise, if he changed Cultivation Technique, something else might happen.
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately chanted in his mind, “System, I want to Cultivate, one-click Hosting 【Capturing Heaven Hand】.”
“Ding dong! Intelligent Cultivation System wholeheartedly serves you! One-click Hosting, intelligent upgrade! Now beginning Hosting cultivation, a friendly reminder: during cultivation, the host will lose control of their body, please do not panic…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that 【Capturing Heaven Hand】 requires Nascent Soul cultivation to Cultivate, detecting host’s cultivation is insufficient.”
“Ding dong! The System will condense a Nascent Soul for you for free, beginning to Cultivate 【Maha Color Evolution Scroll】…”
“Ding dong! The System is beginning to condense a Nascent Soul for you…”
Following the System’s prompt, Pei Ling lost control of his body, and then, under the System’s control, he picked up the surrounding Heaven And Earth Treasures and began to consume them…
***
Within the Chongming Sect territory.
Among the uninhabited mountains, various plants grew wildly, disorderly yet full of vitality.
The chirping of insects, the singing of birds, and the roaring of beasts could be heard from time to time.
Suddenly, all living creatures, as if startled by something, let out several mournful cries and quickly fled into the distance.
During this process, they even ignored catching passing food, desperately wanting to get away in a panic.
Within the hastily arranged defensive Formation, Yu Xuezhao was still sleeping, yet her surrounding Qi grew stronger and stronger.
Soon, centered on the Formation, or rather, centered on Yu Xuezhao, dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky…
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Chapter 668: Endgame. (Additional chapter for the leader "Lightly Understated", 1/3)
Chapter 668: The End Game. (Additional update for Alliance Master "Lightly Sketched", 13)
“Little Free Heaven.”
The snowy sea of clouds seemed to be stained with a hint of gloom.
The golden light in the sky gradually faded.
Above, ink-black tribulation clouds began to gather in the originally azure sky.
Pei Ling stood on the clouds, his robes billowing without wind, and his aura rapidly climbed, transforming in an instant from the Peak Core Formation Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage.
Under the System's control, he continued to retrieve artifacts he had previously refined, extracting the fate and “Zhou” power from them and refining them into himself.
The tribulation clouds gathered more and more, vast and mighty, obscuring the entire view.
The originally brilliant and bright “Little Free Heaven” had become dim, and even the golden light in the sky was suppressed to its extreme, like a dying spark, barely clinging to life.
Within the dark clouds, heart-stopping tremors continuously emanated.
The vast Heavenly Might was grand and piercingly cold.
Deep within the sea of clouds, in Drowsy Mountain Valley.
Innumerable towering trees stood tall, and thick, python-like vines intertwined like woven fabric. In the center of the valley, amidst the lush stems and leaves, a beautiful, silver-haired, snow-skinned young girl was deep in slumber.
Suddenly, Medicine Immortal, who had not yet slept for enough time, frowned slightly, and then immediately opened her eyes.
Her emerald-green eyes, with a hint of confusion, looked through the dense branches and leaves towards the dark tribulation clouds above her head.
Then, she turned her head slightly, her gaze passing through layers of obstruction, and immediately saw Pei Ling in the center of the “Little Free Heaven.”
It was the Disciple she had exceptionally taken in last time. He was now preparing to undergo his Nascent Soul Tribulation…
Medicine Immortal was very surprised. She had sensed the majestic Heavenly Might, like a thorn in her back, which was why she had woken up early from her slumber. But it hadn't been long since Pei Ling completed his Golden Core Tribulation, and now he was preparing to form his Nascent Soul?
This Cultivation speed was truly not just fast, but extraordinarily so!
However, since he was her Disciple, there was nothing to worry about. She could continue her slumber.
As for whether Pei Ling could pass the Heavenly Tribulation… anyway, with her tian shang tears, even if he failed Undergoing Tribulation, this Disciple would be fine.
Thinking of this, Medicine Immortal closed her eyes and continued to fall into slumber…
At this moment, under the System's control, Pei Ling finally stopped after absorbing the fate and “Zhou” power from over a dozen artifacts.
Suddenly, the scenery before his eyes changed to a boundless, lush rose bush.
The dark branches and leaves were like ink and night, with clusters of flowers blooming on the branches, red and white intertwined, creating a shocking and vivid sight, like blood splattered on snow.
Deep within the flower bush, someone sat cross-legged, their hands on their knees, seemingly “watching” him.
That person wore simple cloth clothes, with disheveled hair and bare feet, their face blurred and indistinct. Around them were some shadowy figures, which didn't look like rose branches, but rather like mulberry leaves.
When this figure appeared, Pei Ling immediately felt a strong palpitation, his hair stood on end, and he had a vague sense that some great terror or calamity was about to befall him.
He was full of doubts. During his last Golden Core Tribulation, he saw the illusion of Pengying Temple. What was happening this time during his Nascent Soul Tribulation?
Normally, whether it was the Golden Core Tribulation or the Nascent Soul Tribulation, the appearance of these two illusions was extremely abnormal! Especially this Nascent Soul Tribulation; Senior Sister Li had even specially prepared a large amount of Nascent Soul formation insights from the Li Clan for him, and none of them mentioned these things.
Just as he was thinking this, the System controlled his body and walked directly towards that figure.
The closer he got, the more he felt the strong sense of danger emanating from the other party, as if he were a small insect being targeted by some enormous creature.
Pei Ling was terrified, but the System remained unmoved, controlling his body to walk boldly to the figure's side and sit down cross-legged, quickly assuming the exact same posture as the other party.
At this moment, a Cultivation Technique suddenly began to operate within him, and the recently absorbed fate and “Zhou” power were drawn along with it.
This was a completely unfamiliar Cultivation Technique, but as soon as it began to operate, Pei Ling immediately realized that this was the 【Eclipse Sun Secret Record】!
The Cultivation Technique from the “Zhou” Legacy!
The next moment, Pei Ling felt his face change, and his aura became identical to that of the figure beside him…
What was going on?
Pei Ling was confused. Just then, a “clatter” sound of pouring rain suddenly came to his ears, accompanied by rumbling thunder.
Soon, the dim figure that had appeared during the Golden Core Tribulation slowly emerged. Beside him, a richly dressed young girl knelt.
The young girl had curved eyebrows and almond eyes, a graceful nose and cherry lips, and fair, delicate skin. Her hair was styled into a double-bun, tied with a colorful beaded silk ribbon forming a pair of concentric knots, with long ribbons trailing down her back. A pair of golden bat-shaped earrings hung from her ears. She wore a goose-yellow, plain-edged, embroidered half-sleeve with intertwining gardenias, a plain white crepe narrow-sleeved short jacket, and an emerald-green skirt embroidered with butterflies and flowers. Around her waist was a dark blue brocade sash that reached her ankles.
A black mole at the corner of her mouth added a touch of playfulness.
It was Ji Shuanger!
After the dim figure appeared, he looked at Pei Ling and the cloth-clad figure, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then walked in front of the cloth-clad figure, took out a chessboard, chess pieces, and other items, and began to arrange them.
Soon, he set up the same end game that Pei Ling had seen twice before, then nodded to the cloth-clad figure and said, “You go first.”
Hearing this, the cloth-clad figure showed no reaction.
The dim figure emphasized his tone: “It's your turn to make a move.”
At the same time, a bolt of lightning “crackled” and exploded in mid-air, seemingly expressing the dim figure's displeasure.
“Clatter, clatter…”
The rain fell even harder, not just sound, but actual large raindrops falling, wetting the surrounding rose branches and leaves.
Soon, the red and white flowers began to wither and fall into the mud.
The cloth-clad figure finally moved slightly, seemingly awakened by the commotion. He turned his face, glanced at the chessboard, and then casually picked up a white piece and placed it on the board.
As soon as this white piece landed, all the black pieces around it turned white, and the white side's situation, which had originally fallen into a desperate state, immediately eased slightly.
Seeing this, the dim figure said nothing more, also taking out a black piece and placing it down.
The cloth-clad figure continued to take out white pieces and place them down, just like before, the black pieces around the white piece again turned white.
The two went back and forth, and soon a fierce battle unfolded on the chessboard.
Pei Ling watched from the side. Although he was not very proficient in the Dao of Go, he could still discern some patterns from such an obvious game.
This end game was originally unsolvable, but the cloth-clad figure was openly cheating!
A moment later, before the chess game was decided, the dim figure suddenly looked up at the cloth-clad figure, his voice rumbling like thunder: “You are not that person!”
The cloth-clad figure spoke, his voice ethereal and eerie, carrying a chilling coldness: “You yourself found the wrong person.”
The next moment, both of them turned their heads simultaneously and looked towards Pei Ling.
Note: Ji Shuanger's earrings are antiques, I forgot which museum recorded them.
The clothes can be found on a certain shopping website, a set costs 228. It's roughly a goose-yellow short-sleeved top worn over a white long-sleeved top, a light green skirt, and a blue-green sash tied around the waist, with some modifications.
Chapter 669 The system defaults to all positive reviews. (Additional update for the leader "Lightly Understated", 3/3)
Chapter 669: The System Defaults to All Positive Reviews. (For the Alliance Master “Lightly Understated”, 33)
After one day and one night.
“Little Free Heaven”.
The brilliant and bright white clouds had mostly dissipated, revealing the gentle terrain below.
At this moment, a layer of clear, shimmering light film, faintly discernible, protected the many sleeping beings, just like Medicine Immortal.
The original sea of clouds now only had a small portion left, still dissipating at a faint speed.
The entire “Little Free Heaven” was filled with residual Tribulation Qi.
Above the sky, the Heavenly Tribulation lightning had stopped, and the ink-black Tribulation Clouds were slowly dissipating.
On the cloud mass, Pei Ling had completely turned into a bloodied man, covered in wounds, his skin charred, with only a faint trace of vitality remaining in his heart.
The Nascent Soul Tribulation he experienced this time was far stronger than Li Lieyue’s and Qiao Ciguang’s back then!
Pei Ling struggled to remain conscious, just like with the Golden Core Tribulation last time. From the moment the first bolt of Tribulation Lightning struck, the System’s Hosting was interrupted by the Heavenly Tribulation. Now, he had passed this unprecedented Nascent Soul Tribulation purely on his own strength!
Clinging to his last bit of consciousness, Pei Ling silently recited in his mind: “System, I want to Cultivate, one-click Hosting 【Capturing Heaven Hand】!”
“Ding dong! The Intelligent Cultivation System is dedicated to serving you! One-click Hosting, intelligent upgrade! Now starting Hosting Cultivation, friendly reminder: During Cultivation, the Host will lose control of his Physical Body, please do not panic…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that 【Capturing Heaven Hand】 requires Nascent Soul Cultivation to Cultivate, detecting insufficient Cultivation of the Host.”
“Ding dong! The System will freely condense a Nascent Soul for you…”
Along with the System’s prompt, his body lost control, and under the System’s manipulation, Pei Ling began the final step of condensing his Nascent Soul.
His Cultivation Technique circulated, and the residual Tribulation Qi around him was drawn in, rapidly approaching him, then absorbed into his body and refined.
Soon, all of Pei Ling’s injuries rapidly recovered.
His original Golden Core inside his body had long since shattered, having already transformed into a pale golden human head.
Its appearance was identical to his main body.
As he Cultivated, the human head became increasingly solid, gradually changing from pale gold to a dazzling pure gold, and finally, all the golden light receded, and the human head turned an extreme inky black, then, it suddenly opened its eyes!
In an instant, Pei Ling officially stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage Realm!
All of his power had undergone an earth-shattering change!
“Nascent Soul Stage…” Pei Ling rejoiced in his heart. At present, he had just entered the Nascent Soul Stage, and his Cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Therefore, the Nascent Soul within his body was not yet complete, being only a human head.
When he Breakthroughs to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, the Nascent Soul will be able to develop a body.
Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Late Stage, it will have all four limbs, growing to be identical to his main body.
Only when he reaches the Nascent Soul Late Stage, when the Nascent Soul is truly complete, can he use the Nascent Soul as a “form” and his destiny to carry the “Dao”, condensing a powerful Nascent Soul Dao Manifestation!
When a Cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul Stage, his life level will undergo another leap-forward improvement.
Not only will his Lifespan greatly increase, but even if his Physical Body is slain, the Nascent Soul can escape independently.
Afterward, whether it is Possession and Rebirth, or collecting Heaven And Earth Treasure to refine a new Physical Body for himself, both are viable.
Of course, the original Physical Body, formed from father’s essence and mother’s blood, as the vessel for the Dao, once destroyed, no matter what method is used to gain new life afterward, it will ultimately be inferior to the original, making it very difficult to go further on the Dao path…
Just as Pei Ling was thinking this, the System’s dense prompts immediately sounded in his mind: “Ding dong! Detecting that the Host’s Cultivation has reached Nascent Soul, based on feedback, the System is starting to upgrade…”
“Ding dong! Detecting no reviews for the Host’s Core Formation stage, the System defaults to all five-star positive reviews!”
“Ding dong! Detecting all five-star positive reviews, the System does not need to upgrade!”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review, the System is freely giving a stalk of Taixuan Grass…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review, the System is freely giving a sixth-grade pill fire…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review, the System is freely giving a drop of tian shang tears…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review, the System is freely giving the medicinal juice of a ten-thousand-year-old immortal medicine…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review, the System is freely giving…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host gave a five-star positive review…”
After a long while, the five-star positive review giveaways finally ended. Pei Ling was already covered in cold sweat, but the System’s prompts continued…
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host’s Cultivation has reached Nascent Soul, the System will freely give a Dao Companion…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the previous giveaway failed, this time there will be a six-fold free giveaway…”
“Ding dong! The System did not detect a new Dao Companion that meets the conditions…”
“Ding dong! The System will perform a seven-fold free giveaway next time…”
“Ding dong! Detecting that the Host’s Cultivation has reached Nascent Soul, the System will Cultivate 【Capturing Heaven Hand】 for you…”
“Ding dong! Detecting conflicting commands, the System prioritizes free giveaways for you…”
Thus, the next moment, under the System’s manipulation, Pei Ling leaped from the cloud mass and flew straight to the Medicine Fairy’s Drowsy Mountain Valley.
Not long after, he arrived at a valley full of towering giant trees, like a primordial wilderness.
At the valley entrance, numerous wood spirit guards stood in formation, leaning on long spears, guarding the area.
Upon sensing a living being approaching, the wood spirit guards awakened from their slumber.
They simultaneously opened their eyes and looked down at Pei Ling.
Unlike last time, when Pei Ling first came here, his Cultivation was only at Foundation Establishment. In the eyes of these wood spirit guards, he was no different from a passing ant.
Therefore, without sensing any malice from Pei Ling, they completely ignored him.
But now, Pei Ling was a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. Whether he had malicious intent or not, the wood spirit guards began to be on guard.
The guards in the front row had already raised their long spears, their sharp tips still gleaming with a chilling light in the dimness, pointing remotely at the approaching figure.
As Pei Ling approached, more and more long spears were raised, locking onto his every move.
However, when he truly got close, all the wood spirit guards sensed the aura of the Void Heaven Realm Seed on him!
Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately reversed their spear tips, put away their guard, and cleared the path. The two innermost guards even raised their hands to hang a cluster of vines on a tree branch dozens of feet high, making it easier for Pei Ling to enter.
Under the System’s manipulation, Pei Ling proceeded unimpeded, smoothly passing through the heavily guarded valley. A moment later, he reached the center of the valley, where he saw the familiar dense vines.
Amidst varying shades of green, Medicine Immortal, who was in a deep slumber, was entwined.
Her silver hair, like moonlight, cascaded among the branches and leaves. Through layers of green, her fair skin and beautiful face were a fleeting glimpse. Her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered gently as they drooped, sleeping soundly and sweetly.
Pei Ling walked towards Medicine Immortal without stopping.
His heart was filled with anxiety, this f***ing idiotic System!
What kind of f***ing things is it giving away?!
He had just forcefully taken the Chongming Sect Master’s wife, and now he was going to lay his hands on his Master?!
F***! F***! F***!
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Chapter 670: The Demonic Fox Transforms. (First update! Please subscribe!)
Pei Ling was terrified, but he had already strode to Medicine Immortal’s front. Then, under the System’s control, he skillfully pushed aside the many vines, revealing her beautifully curved, snow-white, jade-like delicate body.
The surrounding vines slowly swayed, continuing to entwine around Medicine Immortal, as if to shield her.
At this moment, under the System’s control, Pei Ling quickly leaned forward and began to suck forcefully…
At the same time, the System’s prompt sounded in Pei Ling’s ear: “Ding-dong! The System is freely gifting you the medicinal liquid of a ten-thousand-year-old immortal medicine…”
Pei Ling was dumbfounded for a moment, almost stopping his thoughts.
When he reacted, he saw that the System had been controlling him to suck for a long time, but nothing came out. Even worse, Medicine Immortal, who was in deep slumber, slightly frowned her delicate brows and suddenly opened her eyes!
This…
Master, let me explain…
Pei Ling was greatly alarmed, but his movements did not stop at all! He openly sucked for a long time in front of the Medicine Fairy, licking up a lot of medicinal power, but still not getting any medicinal liquid. So, under the System’s control, he changed his position…
Bang!!!
The next moment, Pei Ling’s vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
***
In the desolate wilderness.
The surroundings were pitted and uneven, with broken grass and trees. Many areas were scorched black, showing a slightly vitreous texture.
Above the sky, the inky black tribulation clouds were rapidly dissipating. A naked, alluring and beautiful young female, emanating a powerful Demonic Qi, was slowly standing up from the ground. With a smile on her lips, her narrow, charming eyes curved into crescent moons, and her face was full of joy.
She had successfully transformed!
Touching and examining this perfect and flawless Physical Body, Yu Xuezhao was extremely satisfied.
The power and Legacy of the Yao Race are inscribed within their own Bloodline.
Therefore, for the Yao Race, Bloodline is extremely important!
As a Qingyao Bloodline, she naturally possesses stronger power and more profound Divine Abilities than ordinary Yao Race members.
Now that she had Undergone Tribulation and transformed, her Bloodline had awakened further, and she had already inherited the orthodox Azure Billow Legacy.
Thinking of this, Yu Xuezhao couldn't help but curve her brows and eyes, smiling even more happily.
However, she suddenly thought of something and quickly reined in her smile, huffing, “Did Dog Owner abandon me by throwing me here?”
“Hmph!”
“If he doesn’t want me, then so be it. I can just return to Qingyao Mountain.”
“Oh, right. After transforming, I need to wear clothes…”
Thinking of this, Yu Xuezhao’s mind stirred, and she immediately changed into a set of pink cross-collared ruqun. The collar revealed a section of white inner clothing, and a pomegranate-red brocade belt was tied around her waist.
This set of clothes was identical to one Jin Su Mian had once worn. It was precisely what she had secretly taken from Jin Su Mian before her transformation.
Besides this set, she had also conveniently taken all the styles, hairpins, and other items she fancied.
Anyway, Jin Su Mian was always engrossed in Alchemy, so she secretly took them, and the other party didn't notice at all.
After dressing herself, Yu Xuezhao took out a set of hairpins, styled her hair into a coiled snake bun, summoned a water mirror, looked left and right, and swayed her head, intoxicated for a moment, before waving her hand to disperse the water mirror and stepping towards Qingyao Mountain.
However, just as she took a step, she almost fell headfirst to the ground. After a flurry of struggling, she finally managed to stand steady with great difficulty.
“Is walking as a Human Race so difficult?” Yu Xuezhao quickly stopped, muttering angrily, “Indeed, Heavenly Born Sect is all nonsense. What ‘only humans are most noble,’ walking is so unsafe… We Yao Race are the most noble!”
She dared not move carelessly anymore. After recalling for a long time how Pei Ling, Jin Su Mian, and other Human Race members usually walked, she then cautiously took another step…
Soon, a stumbling figure appeared on the desolate land after the Lightning Tribulation.
After all, she was a Core Formation stage Yao Beast. Yu Xuezhao quickly got used to walking in a human form. Not long after, she began to try other movements: hopping, skipping, running, and stopping… Eventually, she ran faster and faster, then suddenly leaped, landing steadily.
Her pink skirt fanned out as she turned to look at the muddy ground covered with footprints. The footprints changed from initially messy and disordered to neat later on. Her lips curved into a smile, and she happily fell down, rolling several times on the grass. Then she lay prone on the grass, propping her chin, with her two slender, fair calves extending from beneath her skirt, swaying back and forth: “The Human Race body is so fun! I just wonder how it is in combat…”
After indulging for a moment in the traces of her rapid progress, Yu Xuezhao was about to get up and return to Azure Billow. At this moment, not far in front of her, a spatial rift suddenly opened, and a ragged figure, stained with blood in many places, fell out of it with a “thud,” landing right in front of her.
Looking at this Cultivator, whose aura had reached the Nascent Soul stage but was currently unconscious, Yu Xuezhao immediately looked surprised: “Dog Owner?!”
***
Deep within Chongming Sect.
The ancestral land of the Nine A Li Clan.
Within the desolate world, in a courtyard, countless soul lamps floated quietly.
The person in charge of guarding suddenly discovered that one of the soul lamps abruptly shot up, growing several feet in height out of thin air, becoming incredibly strong, burning fiercely, with a blazing Life Qi like the rising sun!
The guard was immediately startled and then realized that the owner of the soul lamp had achieved a Breakthrough in his cultivation!
Upon realizing this, he immediately made some calculations and, after confirming his identity, promptly took out a transmission talisman to send a message to the clan.
Soon, in Old Ancestor Li’s estate, Li Wuding arrived in a hurry, requesting an audience.
A moment later, he was summoned inside, to the pond in the back garden, where he saw Old Ancestor Li, dressed in feathered robes and a crane cloak, holding a book and reading, seated cross-legged by the pond. Sensing his arrival, he asked without lifting his head, “What is it?”
Li Wuding said in a deep voice, “Old Ancestor, Pei Ling doesn’t know what happened, but he condensed a Nascent Soul ahead of schedule. Moreover, he is not in the Sect right now.”
He was quite worried. According to previous estimates, Pei Ling should have needed about half a year to condense a Nascent Soul.
But now, only a little over a month had passed, and the other party had actually condensed a Nascent Soul ahead of time!
Of course, with his foundation, a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade was certainly not an issue.
However, if it wasn’t a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, then all the previous support and investment of the Nine A Li Clan in Pei Ling would be meaningless.
Most importantly, at such a crucial moment, the other party was not in the Sect!
The Li Clan had no idea what was going on.
Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Li slowly raised his head. Pei Ling had temporarily left the Sect yesterday because his Yao Beast was about to transform… He knew about this.
Moreover, Hunt Moon had also come to explain it to him.
However, after one day, the other party suddenly condensed a Nascent Soul himself, which was indeed very abnormal!
Also, yesterday, so many Old Ancestors from the Eight Sects suddenly arrived, all saying they wanted to attend Pei Ling’s Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony…
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Li immediately asked, “Where is Pei Ling now?”
Li Wuding said, “South of the Liqiong Valley teleportation array.”
Old Ancestor Li nodded and said, “These two days have been very unusual. Do not spread this matter for now. I will go find him myself.”
With that, his entire being instantly vanished.
For the part where the little fox transforms, you can refer to Zhu Jinhui’s “Charm.”
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Chapter 671 A small matter. (Second update! Please subscribe!)
The wilderness directly south of the Liqiong Valley teleportation array.
Amidst a patch of scorched earth that had just undergone a Lightning Tribulation, the smell of burning mingled with the crisp scent of vegetation. In his hazy state, Pei Ling vaguely heard a voice calling out beside him: "Dog Owner, Dog Owner..."
Listening to it, he suddenly woke up and immediately opened his eyes, scrambling to his feet!
Looking around, he saw that this place was no longer the "Little Free Heaven". Pei Ling immediately understood that he must have angered his Master and been directly kicked out.
Furthermore, the System had previously gifted him Medicine Immortal as a Dao Companion. Under normal circumstances, a Dao Companion cannot interrupt the System's piloting, but at this moment, he had regained control of his Physical Body. Clearly, Medicine Immortal had interrupted his System piloting!
Perhaps this was because Medicine Immortal's cultivation was too high?
Or perhaps, he had been moved out of the "Little Free Heaven"?
In any case, Medicine Immortal had not killed him, nor had she even seriously harmed him. That was enough; nothing else mattered!
The most important thing right now was the threat from the Sect Master's wife!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling's gaze immediately fell on the young girl not far away.
He saw that the girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with snow-white hair styled into a playful and lively spirit snake bun, adorned with a jade hairpin. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes resembled autumn waters. Her eyes were particularly lively, captivating and mesmerizing with every glance. Her nose was straight, and her cherry lips were especially small, just a touch of Yanred.
She wore a pink dress with a red sash. Although young, her figure was already showing its curves, exuding charm all over.
Unlike the Sect Master's wife's soft and boneless charm, this girl's charm was natural, charming without being soft, even mixed with a bit of wild, vibrant vitality.
Looking at her, Pei Ling couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Who was this?
But the next moment, he reacted. There was a very close Bloodline connection between them. This was Yu Xuezhao after her transformation!
"Dog Owner, have you reached the Nascent Soul stage?" At this time, Yu Xuezhao couldn't help but ask.
This Dog Owner's cultivation was improving too quickly!
She ate Medicinal Pills and Heaven And Earth Treasure every day, and she had only just transformed now. When she first met this Dog Owner, his cultivation was only at the Qi training stage. How long had it been? He had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded, and then, without thinking too much, immediately said, "Tell me about the situation at Qingyao Mountain."
In order to escape the pursuit of the Sect Master's wife and the Su Clan, he only had a few places to go.
The first option was the Righteous Path, but if he went to the Righteous Path, he definitely wouldn't be able to use the System anymore.
The second was Qingyao Mountain. He was Yu Xuezhao's Master. Under the control of the Demon Controlling Blood Contract, if he died, Yu Xuezhao wouldn't be able to live either! As long as Yu Xuezhao's Bloodline in Qingyao Mountain was noble enough and her status was high enough, he should still have a place to stay if he entered as Wang Gao, an Alchemist from the Liulan Dynasty.
And the last place was the Heavenly Born Sect!
He had seized Kang Shaoyin's fate, and now that his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, coupled with the Legacy of ""Zhou""... he was confident that he could perfectly disguise himself as Kang Shaoyin. As long as he didn't make a move, even if the Heavenly Born Sect had Kang Shaoyin's life soul lamp, it would be difficult to detect any flaws.
Kang Shaoyin was a true Disciple of the Heavenly Born Sect, and his fate was suppressed by the Heavenly Born Sect.
However, when he competed for the Dao with "Sang" on Tianwai Island last time, through "Sang's" arrangement, he bypassed the suppression of the Heavenly Born Sect and accidentally seized all of Kang Shaoyin's fate.
Right now, Kang Shaoyin's fate had been completely taken away by him, not dissipated. Therefore, the other party's life soul lamp in the Heavenly Born Sect must not have gone out yet...
Of course, no matter which place he went to, he had to do the same thing.
That was to use the Legacy of ""Zhou"" to use a secret method to conceal his original fate, so that the Chongming Sect couldn't find him!
It was just that he needed to find an environment with extremely strong Yin Qi and Death Qi first.
The vitality in the "Little Free Heaven" was too strong; otherwise, he could have done it in the "Little Free Heaven"...
As he was thinking, he saw Yu Xuezhao's eyes light up, and she quickly said, "Dog... no, Master! Master, Qingyao Mountain is the most beautiful, peaceful, and livable place in this world! We Yao Race are not like the Human Race, dividing living beings into different classes. We Yao Race have always been peaceful, friendly, and hospitable..."
"We Yao Race..."
"We Azure Billow..."
"We..."
"In short, Qingyao Mountain is definitely a paradise, a wonderland!"
She praised her hometown endlessly, but Pei Ling listened for a long time and didn't hear any useful information. He frowned, and just as he was about to ask in detail, suddenly, a figure appeared not far away.
An old man with crane-like features and white hair, wearing a feather robe, stepped out of thin air.
He held a book in his hand, and there were no pupils in his eyes, just pure black, like a ghost.
Old Ancestor Li?!
Pei Ling was immediately shocked. Before he could react, the figure flashed, and Old Ancestor Li had already appeared directly in front of him.
Pei Ling tried his best to maintain his composure, but his heart was filled with fear. Had the matter between him and the Sect Master's wife been exposed so quickly?
Moreover, the one who came to arrest him was Old Ancestor Li?!
At this time, Old Ancestor Li calmly looked at Pei Ling in front of him. With his cultivation, he didn't need to test him; he could see at a glance that the other party was at the Nascent Soul level.
Right now, in his vision, Pei Ling's Physical Body was like fine iron that had been forged thousands of times, pure, solid, powerful, and full of vitality.
And the other party's cultivation was lively and pure, flowing like the tides in the ocean, endless, surging, and majestic.
This kind of aura was even more majestic than Hunt Moon's when she condensed her Celestial Infant of Superior Grade!
This was definitely a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade!
Seeing this, Old Ancestor Li nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."
Then, he casually glanced at the newly transformed demon fox beside him, and then said, "Now that you have successfully formed your Nascent Soul, quickly return to the Sect and ascend to the position of Saint."
Hearing this, Pei Ling couldn't help but be surprised. Ascend to the position of Saint?
The Old Ancestor came to find him in person, but he didn't know what had happened?
Seeing that Old Ancestor Li was about to directly take him back to the Sect with a wave of his sleeve, Pei Ling quickly said, "Old Ancestor, the half-year period hasn't arrived yet. This Disciple wants to prepare a little more..."
However, the Old Ancestor was not as easy to fool as Li Lieyue. Seeing that Pei Ling seemed unwilling to return to the Sect, he immediately realized something and asked in a cold voice, "What is it? Speak!"
Steadying himself, Pei Ling forced himself to remain calm and said blandly, "A small matter..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a huge pressure descend upon him!
It seemed that as long as he dared to say a word of falsehood or had any concealment, he would be annihilated.
He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to reply with a stiff upper lip, "I... slept with the Sect Master's wife..."
Chapter 672 Return to the Sect. (Third update! Please subscribe!)
Slept with the Sect Master's wife???
Old Ancestor Li was stunned. Is this a small matter?
This kid is truly audacious!
With such poor self-control, how did he condense a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade?
As he thought, Old Ancestor Li slightly furrowed his brow.
Such incidents, where a Sect Master is in long-term seclusion and his wife, lonely in her deep chambers, secretly seduces a handsome young Disciple, though they had never occurred in Chongming Sect before, Old Ancestor had witnessed them in some minor Sects during his long years of Cultivation.
Therefore, what truly angered him now was not that Pei Ling had slept with the Sect Master's wife.
Rather, it was that as the future Saint Son cultivated by the Nine A Li Clan, he was so unable to control himself in the face of female beauty, knowing that the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony was imminent, yet instead of focusing on Cultivation, he secretly fooled around with the Sect Master's wife… He utterly lacked a sense of the bigger picture!
Forget it. This Pei Ling, it's said he came from a remote small city. Even if his Cultivation Aptitude is astonishing, having received no proper guidance since childhood, it's inevitable that his horizons are narrow.
In any case, the Li Clan only needs him to occupy the Saint Son position; they don't necessarily need him to be far-sighted or strategic.
Moreover, a Genius with exceptional strength and rapid progress but obvious weaknesses is also a good thing for the Li Clan.
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Li slowly reined in his aura, then calmly said, "Since things have come to this, it's useless for you to run now. Once Su Lijing discovers this, no matter the circumstances at the time, he will not kill Si Hong Qingyan, who is a direct descendant of the Si Hong Clan and has ascended the Son of God Blood Seat. He will only kill you to vent his anger!"
"However, the situation is not entirely hopeless right now."
"As long as you become the Saint Son of this Sect, ascend the Son of God Blood Seat, obtain the Saint Son Legacy, enter the Life Soul Hall, and pay respects to the Ancestral Masters, your status will be incomparable to what it is now. My Li Clan will also have reason to protect you completely."
"Even if Su Lijing wants to kill you, he'll have to see if my Li Clan agrees or not."
"When this matter finally blows over, at most, we'll just compensate Su Lijing with some Spirit Stones."
"After all, at the end of the day, you are also a victim in this matter."
What??
Compensate with Spirit Stones??
He became the victim???
Could the Sect Master and Sect Master's wife possibly agree?!
Pei Ling was dumbfounded listening. Truly worthy of being Old Ancestor Li; not only is he overbearing in his actions, but his rhetoric, twisting black into white and distorting the truth, flows effortlessly from his mouth, spoken with such composure and righteousness.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would almost believe this was the truth.
He hadn't even dared to think like this before!
With a moment of hesitation, Pei Ling then cautiously added, "Old Ancestor, at that time, all the Eight Sects True Inheritors were present, separated only by a thin gauze screen. Not only could they hear everything clearly, but their vision was only slightly obstructed."
"Therefore, I'm afraid all Eight Great Sects are already aware of this matter."
Hearing this, Old Ancestor's expression remained calm. This Si Hong Qingyan usually looks down on everyone, and in her youth, she even declared that there was no man in the world worthy of her.
Yet, unexpectedly, she has such refined tastes and unique preferences in private.
However, no matter how big this matter gets, it's all Si Hong Qingyan's problem. How could Pei Ling, a mere Core Formation Cultivator, even if he is now a Nascent Soul, resist Si Hong Qingyan?
Although this matter is not small, his Nine A Li Clan can still bear it.
In addition, to reassure Su Lijing and to make Si Hong Qingyan give up, the ceremony for Pei Ling and Hunt Moon to become Dao Companions must also be put on the agenda.
Ideally, it should be arranged after the Saint Son's inauguration, taking advantage of the presence of the Old Ancestors from various Sects who have come, to grandly complete the matter for them. At the banquet, Su Lijing and Si Hong Qingyan will be invited to drink a wedding toast, and Old Ancestor himself will lower his status to say some pleasantries and offer some compensation, and this matter will be over…
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Li immediately warned sternly, "Let the Eight Sects know. My Nine A Li Clan will bear the consequences of this matter for you, but there must never be a next time! You don't need to worry about Su Lijing and Si Hong Qingyan."
"After you are officially inaugurated as Saint Son, the Li Clan will handle it."
"Now, just pretend nothing happened and return to the Sect with me."
Hearing this, Pei Ling was overjoyed. The Nine A Li Clan is truly powerful!
This time, he had thoroughly offended the Sect Master, the Sect Master's wife, the Pillow Stone Su Clan, the Floating Light Si Hong Clan… all of them!
He had thought that such an almost irreconcilable feud would be impossible for the Nine A Li Clan to continue to shield him from, but unexpectedly, in Old Ancestor Li's eyes, this seemed to be no big deal at all.
The other party could take on the responsibility without much thought.
If he had known this earlier, why would he have left the Sect at that time?
He could have just gone directly to the Li Clan.
"Thank you, Old Ancestor!" Pei Ling said, brimming with gratitude, "Your great kindness, Old Ancestor, this Disciple will never forget!"
Old Ancestor Li's expression was indifferent. When he came out of seclusion this time, he heard from his clan about this Pei Ling, who was called a Tian Sheng Demonic Son. His conduct was unrestrained, doing as he pleased, treating all worldly etiquette and teachings as nothing. The extent of his wild and reckless behavior was comparable to the Chongming Sect's founding Ancestral Master.
At that time, he was quite expectant, thinking that this Pei Ling, despite his humble origins, who could emerge from the Outer Sect Competition, and within a short time, form a High Grade Core, enter the Late Stage of Core Formation, and prepare to condense a Nascent Soul, and was so highly regarded by the clan, must have something extraordinary about him…
But who knew that meeting him was not as impressive as hearing about him? Seeing him today was a great disappointment.
Not only did he lack propriety, but his self-control was too poor, and he lost his composure at the slightest setback. His Heart-Nature was truly vulnerable…
It was only because this child's Cultivation Aptitude was outstanding, and he had now condensed a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, so ascending to the Saint Son position was likely not an issue, and he could help the Li Clan control half of the Chongming Sect's future power. Otherwise, he would be utterly disinclined to meddle in the other party's affairs.
As his thoughts turned, Old Ancestor Li couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.
Those younger generations in the clan had, after all, seen too little of the world.
They simply didn't know the Ancestral Master's demeanor and bearing back then, how unpredictable his actions were, and how unfathomable his methods.
They just encountered a Chongming Sect junior with a slight advantage and thought he was qualified to be compared to the Ancestral Master… These juniors, only a few hundred years old, truly lived too comfortably!
Old Ancestor Li sighed inwardly and then said, "The Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony will be attended by both the Sect Master and the Sect Master's wife."
"After we return, I will personally go to invite the Sect Master out of seclusion."
"At that time, you just follow along."
"If the Sect Master doesn't bring up this matter, we don't need to say anything more."
"As for Si Hong Qingyan… Su Lijing and she are husband and wife, formally betrothed. We don't need to concern ourselves with their marital affairs."
Pei Ling respectfully said, "This Disciple obeys."
Looking at the old man before him, whose expression was as calm as an Ancient Well, he secretly admired him.
This was an Old Ancestor of the Nine A Li Clan!
Powerful!
Ruthless!
Overbearing!
This was a true Demonic Path magnate!
A guardian of the clan!
In comparison, his own horizons and perspective were too narrow. This was not about the level of Cultivation or the strength of power, but that he was too young and could not adapt to this Demonic Sect atmosphere.
Ultimately, it was because his demonic nature was insufficient; he could not be considered a true Demonic Sect Disciple!
Even at this moment, he found it somewhat unbelievable that publicly forcing the Sect Master's wife was not considered a big deal in the Demonic Sect…
As he was in a trance, Old Ancestor Li was already a bit impatient. Such a junior, who was useless except for his Cultivation Aptitude, was not worth his long time. Therefore, without waiting for Pei Ling to say anything more, Old Ancestor Li flicked his sleeve, and in an instant, he had already disappeared from the spot, taking Pei Ling and Yu Xuezhao with him.
Chapter 673: The Holy Son Ceremony. (Fourth update! Please subscribe!)
Chongming Sect.
The sea of clouds surged, and peaks rose in clusters.
Countless rare and exotic beasts soared freely in the sea of clouds, only a fleeting glimpse when the mist rolled.
Numerous Yin Corpse Clouds bustled back and forth, and various flying objects streaked across the sky, a scene of bustling tranquility.
Old Ancestor Li brought Pei Ling and Yu Xuezhao back to the Sect, instantly appearing on a mountain peak in the Outer Sect.
Before the man and the fox could clearly see their surroundings, he took another step, leading them through layers of peaks to a courtyard in the Li Clan Ancestral Land.
Having just been lectured by the Old Ancestor, Pei Ling had completely stabilized his mind. He had indeed forced the Sect Master's wife, but such a matter was not worth mentioning in the Demonic Sect.
Making a fuss at every turn would only show how narrow-minded he was.
Thinking this, Pei Ling immediately straightened his back, his expression calm, as if nothing had happened.
Old Ancestor Li, seeing this from the side, nodded slightly. Although this boy's state of mind was very ordinary, at least he was teachable.
Thinking of this, the Old Ancestor turned around, facing the Li Clan who had heard the commotion and came to await orders: “Pei Ling has already condensed a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, and will soon be inaugurated as the Saint.”
“You all prepare immediately.”
“Don't forget to send someone to notify the Eight Sects.”
The Li Clan were all surprised upon hearing this, and looked at Pei Ling.
It had only been a little over a month, and Pei Ling had already condensed a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade?
However, with the Old Ancestor's command, no one dared to delay.
Therefore, after their astonishment, they immediately bowed their heads: “As you command!”
Then they withdrew to prepare.
Old Ancestor Li turned around and said to Pei Ling: “You have now condensed a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, and furthermore, observing your Nascent Soul's aura, it is even stronger than Hunt Moon's back then.”
“Now, whether it's climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder or responding to the challenges of the Eight Sects True Inheritors, there will be absolutely no problem.”
“Now, follow this Old Ancestor to invite the Sect Master out of seclusion.”
“Yes!” Before Pei Ling finished speaking, he felt a dizzying sensation, and countless bizarre sights flashed quickly before his eyes.
When he regained his senses, he was already standing before a palace suspended high in the Nine Heavens.
This palace, with its upturned eaves and painted beams, was majestic, grand, and magnificent. Below the palace, clouds surged, and all around, mist veiled the surroundings, ethereal and distant, a scene of Xian Family grandeur.
However, upon closer inspection, patterns of demonic ghosts and Vicious Beasts were everywhere, and even ferocious bone dragons coiled in the clouds, with hidden demonic intent.
“This is the residence of the past Sect Masters of my Saint Sect, named Tian Geng Palace.” Standing on the square in front of the palace, Old Ancestor Li calmly introduced to Pei Ling, “After the Sect Master takes office, he resides here and rarely goes out.”
As he spoke, he had already led Pei Ling up the long steps in front of the palace, and after passing a wide terrace, arrived at the palace gate.
The palace gate before them was a hundred zhang high, carved with images of various evil spirits, ghosts, and corpse puppets, each terrifyingly ferocious.
Only among the chaotic dance of demons near the bottom, there were a pair of beautiful maidens like twins, one holding a pipa, the other a long flute. Manjusaka flowers were embroidered on their bodices, and crepe skirts were tied around their waists. Their shoulders and arms were bare, and colorful ribbons fluttered from their armbands, like the flying heavenly goddesses of legend.
Old Ancestor Li glanced at them and said indifferently: “Inform the Sect Master that this Old Ancestor has come to bother him.”
The two maidens blinked upon hearing this, and in an instant, detached from the palace gate, flying out like fish, then diving into the cracks of the palace gate like plunging into water, burrowing inward and disappearing.
After a moment, the tall palace gate opened with a rumble, and Su Lijing's voice came out: “Senior Li, what is the matter?”
Old Ancestor Li said calmly: “Pei Ling has successfully condensed his Nascent Soul, and can be inaugurated as the Saint today. I ask the Sect Master to come out of seclusion and preside over the ceremony.”
Su Lijing was slightly surprised: “Oh?”
The next moment, Pei Ling immediately felt a powerful Divine Thought sweep quickly over him.
He tried to remain calm, after all, he had just forced the Sect Master's officially married wife yesterday, and today he still needed the Sect Master to help preside over the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony… Although he had the Old Ancestor's protection by his side, he was still somewhat nervous inside.
Just then, he heard the Sect Master's voice sound again: “A Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, not bad.”
Immediately after, Su Lijing said, “Since that is the case, this Seat will immediately come out of seclusion to preside over Pei Ling's Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony.”
Old Ancestor Li nodded and said: “Thank you, Sect Master. This Old Ancestor still needs to take Pei Ling to make some other preparations. We will not disturb the Madam.”
“For any inconvenience, please ask the Sect Master to mediate.”
Su Lijing sneered: “Don't worry, although our three families usually have some friction, when it comes to major matters like the fundamental Legacy of the Saint Sect, no one will act recklessly.”
“And no one is allowed to act recklessly!”
“As the Sect Master, this Seat should set an example, so how could I make things difficult at a time like this?”
“Especially now that there are foreign Sects coming to observe the ceremony, no matter what, we cannot tarnish the Saint Sect's reputation.”
“This Seat still has that much magnanimity.”
Old Ancestor Li nodded and said: “Thank you, Sect Master. Since that is the case, this Old Ancestor will take Pei Ling and take our leave first.”
Su Lijing said: “Senior, take care.”
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling felt another moment of disorientation, and when he regained his senses, he was already back in the courtyard of the Li Clan Ancestral Land.
Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Very good, it seems the Sect Master doesn't know about this yet…
Hmm…
Actually, even if he knew, it probably wouldn't matter.
After all, he has the Old Ancestor protecting him now, and judging by the Old Ancestor's attitude, such a thing is not a big deal in the Demonic Sect at all…
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately felt his courage return.
At this moment, he heard Old Ancestor Li instruct: “The Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony involves the most fundamental Legacy of my Saint Sect.”
“Therefore, even if this ceremony is simplified, it will still take some time to arrange properly.”
“You can use this time to stay here and properly organize the gains from condensing your Nascent Soul.”
“Then, when climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, you will be even more at ease.”
“Thus, you will not fail the name of a Prodigy of my Saint Sect.”
Pei Ling respectfully bowed: “Yes, Disciple obeys.”
***
Cultivators have many methods, and although the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony was extremely important and involved many arrangements, with the busy efforts of the entire Sect and the personal involvement of some high-level Cultivators, it was quickly prepared.
In less than two hours, the sea of clouds in Chongming Sect surged, and countless floating platforms rose.
The mountain gate opened wide, and numerous non-top-tier Sects, aristocratic families, and dependents who had received the news rushed over, covered in dust, offering generous gifts to congratulate the newly promoted quasi-Saint.
According to the Li Clan's arrangements, the Eight Sects True Inheritors were divided by Righteous and Demonic paths, with one floating platform for each side, facing each other from afar, connected to other floating platforms by rainbow bridges.
At the highest point was the main platform where the Sect Master and the Old Ancestors and elders of various Sects were located. Like the previous Saintess Ceremony, the entire main platform was hidden within a gloomy cloud, appearing blurry and indistinct.
Besides this, everywhere one looked was a riot of colors and the sound of music.
Under the guidance of Chongming Sect Disciples, the Eight Sects True Inheritors had already taken their seats, sitting silently in their respective places, each distracted.
That scene yesterday had too great an impact on them!
They still hadn't fully recovered even now…
Originally, between the Righteous and Demonic paths, whether it was the vast differences in their philosophies and Cultivation Techniques, or the accumulated grievances, they had always been unable to coexist peacefully.
In the past, when they met, they would at least exchange sarcastic remarks, and it was common for them to start fighting at the slightest disagreement.
But this time, neither the Righteous side nor the Demonic side had any desire to say another word.
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Chapter 674: The Sect Master comes out of retreat. (First update! Please subscribe!)
Tian Geng Palace.
After Old Ancestor Li led Pei Ling away, Su Lijing’s mind stirred, and he summoned his subordinates, asking, “Has anything major happened during the more than a month I’ve been in seclusion?”
Although his seclusion this time was very short, it was his habit; as a Sect Master, it was fine to delegate various minor matters and not pay attention to them.
However, he had to constantly keep abreast of the general situation of the entire world.
After bowing, his subordinate respectfully said, “Reporting to Sect Master, the biggest event that has occurred in the past month is that our Sect’s Fourth True Disciple, Pei Ling, is about to be officially inaugurated as the Saint.”
“Besides Heavenly Born Sect, Reincarnation Tower, and Wu Shi Villa, the Li Clan also sent invitations to the False Path Five Sects this time.”
“Currently, the Eight Great Sects are all gathered in our Sect.”
“They are all waiting for the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony to begin.”
“The Pseudo-Dao also requested, similar to the Three Sects Alliance, that their True Disciples serve as witnesses for Pei Ling’s Dao, and if they lose, they must hand over a portion of Dao Qi.”
“If they win, our Sect will give out a portion of Dao Qi.”
“The Li Clan has already agreed to this point.”
“Furthermore, for unknown reasons yesterday, the Eight Great Sects each sent another Old Ancestor, all claiming to be here to observe the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony.”
“Then, today, the news of Pei Ling’s Breakthrough to Nascent Soul suddenly spread.”
Su Lijing listened and nodded. The Li Clan’s exception in sending invitations to the False Path Five Sects, he thought, was definitely to raise Pei Ling’s fame.
That kid was able to escape from his Incarnation; no matter what methods he used, he was indeed worthy of the Li Clan doing this.
Furthermore, it should also be a precaution against him making another move…
However, this was underestimating his Su Lijing’s magnanimity too much.
As the dignified Sect Master of the Saint Sect, making one move was fine, but if he were to attack a junior repeatedly, would his Face be so worthless?
Even though the Su still felt unwilling, at his level, his own interests had long become more important than the entire Su.
Thinking of this, Su Lijing shook his head slightly. It was good that the False Path Five Sects came.
He had just investigated Pei Ling’s Cultivation strength, which was stronger than Li Lieyue’s back then!
It was also a good opportunity for the entire world to see how his Saint Sect’s Prodigy, with his own strength, would suppress all his peers!
The only thing that puzzled him at the moment was why, since people from the Eight Great Sects had already arrived, they still sent Old Ancestors?
However, this was not particularly important either.
This was the Saint Sect’s territory, with the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Yin Yang Disintegration Floating Pagoda Array in place, and with the Grand Elders who were in seclusion, no matter how many people the Eight Great Sects sent, they could not threaten the Saint Sect.
Thinking of this, Su Lijing instructed, “I understand, you may withdraw.”
After his subordinate withdrew, a moment later, the Tian Geng Palace gates opened wide, and a tall, majestic figure slowly walked out.
He looked around, briefly surveying his surroundings, then took a step, already appearing by the lake in the center of a valley.
This valley was lush and verdant, with abundant vegetation, but the lake and its surroundings were barren.
At this moment, a luxurious fortress was reflected on the lake, its doors and windows tightly shut, with no sign of anyone.
“Qingyan.” Su Lijing stood by the lake, hands clasped behind his back, and said faintly, “The Fourth True Disciple, Pei Ling, has already condensed a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, and the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony is about to begin. Come out quickly and witness it with me.”
After he finished speaking, ripples spread across the lake’s surface, but there was no response from Si Hong Qingyan.
Su Lijing waited for a moment, and seeing no change around him, he couldn’t help but frown. Si Hong Qingyan’s aura was inside; what did it mean that she wasn’t responding to him now?
So, he continued, “The Saint and Saintess Inauguration Ceremony concerns the most fundamental Legacy of our Saint Sect. Even though we are the Sect Master and Sect Master’s wife, we must be present to personally witness it.”
“This is a rule set by the Ancestral Master, and no one has ever violated it.”
“Moreover, this time, the Eight Sects are all here. Do not lose our Saint Sect’s Face in front of the world.”
This time, Si Hong Qingyan inside finally stirred. She coldly replied, “Saint Sect’s Face? Humph!”
Before her voice faded, the fortress reflected on the calm lake surface gently swayed, and the scenery changed, transforming into an elegantly furnished flower hall.
Inside, Si Hong Qingyan, with a gloomy expression, stood up from the table, then floated up, instantly appearing not far from Su Lijing, standing in the air.
Upon seeing this, Su Lijing nodded slightly. Si Hong Qingyan’s attitude would only be slightly better when she needed something from him; ordinarily, she was always indifferent to him.
Therefore, seeing her conduct herself in this manner, he did not detect any problems and immediately said, “Then let’s go.”
After speaking, Su Lijing casually summoned a luxurious palanquin, pulled by thirteen bone Dragons. After stepping in and sitting down, he looked at Si Hong Qingyan.
Si Hong Qingyan’s Face showed coldness, but in the end, she walked up without a word and sat beside him.
The palanquin’s pearl curtains fell, and the thirteen bone Dragons all let out a low roar, then pulled the palanquin, soaring into the clouds, heading towards the main venue where the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony was being held.
Soon, they arrived at the venue. Su Lijing’s mind stirred, and the bone Dragons and palanquin instantly vanished. He and Si Hong Qingyan simultaneously used their methods, appearing instantly on the Sect Master and Sect Master’s wife’s seats.
Noticing the movement, all the high-level Cultivators from the Eight Sects looked towards the two.
Si Hong Qingyan was expressionless, her Face cold.
Su Lijing, on the other hand, smiled at the corners of his mouth, greeting everyone with ease: “Everyone, thank you for coming from afar.”
“Our Saint Sect’s Fourth True Disciple, Pei Ling, will be officially inaugurated as the Saint today. Your presence to observe the ceremony brings great honor!”
Upon hearing this, all the high-level Cultivators from the Eight Sects, regardless of whether they were from the righteous or demonic factions, had strange expressions.
This Su Lijing, as the esteemed Chongming Sect Master, had his wife publicly slept with by a Disciple under him, and he didn’t care at all?
Moreover, he was even personally coming to preside over that Disciple’s Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony?
However, despite these thoughts, they were here to attend the Chongming Sect’s Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony after all, so some polite words were necessary.
Thus, Protector Senior Nie of the Heavenly Born Sect smiled and said, “Su Sect Leader, you are too kind. We haven’t seen Sect Master these past few days… Seeing you today, Sect Master is radiant and very different from usual.”
Su Lijing smiled slightly: “Senior Nie, you flatter me. It’s just that I’ve gained some insights in Cultivation.”
Before he finished speaking, he heard Immortal Meng Hui of Wu Shi Villa curiously ask, “What insights? By the way, you…”
“Golden Immortal Dream Twilight, the Saint Sect’s Legacy is very different from ours. Even if Su Sect Leader tells us everything, it may not be suitable for us. Since it’s a rare meeting, let’s not talk about these things.” Hearing this, fearing that the people from Wu Shi Villa would speak carelessly and cause trouble, Senior Nie coughed dryly, hurriedly interrupting Immortal Meng Hui, and then changed the topic, “By the way, Su Sect Leader, we have never heard of this Pei Ling before. I wonder, what do you think of this Disciple…?”
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Su Lijing smiled faintly and said, “This child, Pei Ling, has extraordinary talent. Although he comes from humble origins, he strives for self-improvement, Cultivates diligently, and is the Chongming Sect’s fastest-advancing Disciple in recent years.”
“He is a well-deserved Prodigy!”
“However, he is still young and has Cultivated for a short time, so his reputation is indeed not well-known.”
“But that was all in the past.”
“This Sect Leader can assert: After today, Pei Ling’s name will surely spread throughout the world!”
Hearing this, a deathly silence immediately fell over the surroundings.
Just as Su Lijing felt doubt in his heart and secretly wondered why this was, he heard the Reincarnation Tower’s old shaman nod slightly and say woodenly, “This Pei Ling is indeed very unusual.”
“Indeed.”
“That’s right.”
“This child is unique.”
“Perhaps unprecedented.”
“Even unparalleled.”
“Su Sect Leader has a magnificent demeanor.”
Not only the three Demonic Path Sects, but even the high-level Cultivators of the Righteous Path, all spoke up in agreement.
In short, the Eight Great Sects all acted very politely, never mentioning Pei Ling or the Sect Master’s wife. After all, this was the Chongming Sect, and causing a scene Face-to-Face would not benefit anyone.
After exchanging pleasantries with the Eight Great Sects, Su Lijing looked towards the center of the venue.
Now, everything was almost ready, and the guests had basically all arrived.
He only needed to give the order, and Pei Ling could enter, ascend the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, and officially take his place as the Saint… However, he always felt that the way these people from the Eight Great Sects looked at him was a little strange!
With his thoughts racing, Su Lijing scanned himself with his Divine Thought, finding no issues. Then, he looked at Si Hong Qingyan beside him, only to see that Si Hong Qingyan, in her splendid robes and adorned with jewels, had a gloomy expression on her beautiful and charming Face, filled with violent intent.
Killing Intent surged around her, as if she could strike at any moment.
Su Lijing couldn’t help but frown, realizing the reason.
So, he immediately transmitted his voice: “The Fourth True Disciple has only recently taken office and can already be promoted to Saint. This is a blessing for our Saint Sect, a joyous occasion for which we have invited fellow Daoists to witness.”
“Don’t make a Face here.”
“Now the Eight Sects are watching. Even if you don’t care about your own reputation, at least consider the Chongming Sect’s Face.”
Hearing this, Si Hong Qingyan turned her head and gave Su Lijing a deep look, then turned back expressionlessly, saying nothing.
Su Lijing felt some dissatisfaction in his heart.
It was fine if Si Hong Qingyan usually didn’t give him Face.
But for such an important Sect matter, he could not allow her to act recklessly!
Thinking of this, Su Lijing continued to transmit his voice: “Although Pei Ling is not from your Si Hong Clan, he is also not from my Su. In fact, this Sect Leader even had conflicts with him before, but now we have reconciled, haven’t we?”
“As the dignified Sect Master’s wife, how can you be so narrow-minded and quarrel with a Junior Disciple like this?”
“Not to mention that doing so will make outsiders laugh at us now, and how can your Dao path go further in the future?”
Si Hong Qingyan gave Su Lijing another cold look, secretly exerting force with her fingertips, already crushing the armrest made of ten-thousand-year profound jade into powder. But in the end, she still said nothing, turning her Face away, and finally revealing a very fake smile that was obvious at a glance.
Seeing this, although Su Lijing was still somewhat dissatisfied, he was too lazy to argue further with Si Hong Qingyan. He immediately transmitted his voice faintly: “Have Pei Ling enter and prepare to begin the grand ceremony.”
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Inside a private courtyard.
The teleportation array in the courtyard was flickering with dim, eerie light.
Beside the teleportation array, Pei Ling had already prepared everything.
Not far away stood the Lords of the Thirteen Inner Sect Pulses.
However, the two True Disciples, Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe, had never appeared.
Pei Ling was not surprised by this. The Li Clan had already informed him that this ascent of the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder was intended to lure the Eight Sects’ Disciples into a trap.
Therefore, no Dao protectors were prepared for him.
Even the Lords of the Three Veins were not allowed to act when the time came.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the courtyard, and Li Wuding appeared out of thin air. He nodded to Pei Ling and said in a deep voice, “The time is almost right. You can show yourself.”
Pei Ling nodded: “Yes.”
Then, without any hesitation, he stepped into the teleportation array.
The thirteen Lords of the Pulse followed closely behind, and their figures quickly disappeared from the small courtyard.
Amidst the vast sea of clouds, on an unoccupied platform of modest size, a chilling aura permeated. A dark light flashed, revealing Pei Ling’s figure.
His black robe billowed, a long saber on his back. His expression was stern, his gaze resolute, and a hint of ferocity lurked between his brows. Evil Qi lingered around him, and as he stood proudly, a violent aura assailed one’s senses!
Instantly, all eyes present swept over, focusing solely on him.
Even when the figures of the thirteen Lords of the Pulse appeared immediately behind him, they could not divert the crowd’s attention in the slightest.
The gazes of the many high-level Cultivators on the main seats, though not malicious, were extremely heavy, like several great mountains pressing down from above!
Pei Ling neither avoided nor yielded, his expression unchanged. He first bowed towards the main seats, then cupped his fists and bowed in all directions.
Immediately after, the guests rose one after another to return the bow, and then saluted the main seats: “Congratulations to the Saint Sect! May your legacy be passed on and your blessings endure!”
“There is no need for such formality, everyone.” From the main seats, amidst the Chaos mist, Su Lijing’s voice was gentle and refined. He publicly announced, “Our Chongming Sect’s True Disciple, Pei Ling, condensed his Nascent Soul yesterday and wishes to ascend to the position of Saint.”
“Today, I trouble all fellow Daoists, who have come from thousands of miles away, to bear witness for him.”
At this point, he called out in a deep voice, “Surveillance Hall Master.”
The Surveillance Hall Master, with purple eyes and a black robe, immediately stepped forward: “Your subordinate is here.”
Su Lijing said concisely: “Raise the Son of God Blood Seat.”
The Surveillance Hall Master bowed and said: “Yes.”
As soon as his voice fell, the leisurely shifting sea of clouds instantly froze, as if time itself had stopped for a moment.
Then, the sea of clouds suddenly surged, roaring and howling, boiling forth like tumultuous waves towards all directions.
The platforms carrying the guests and Disciples, like isolated islands in the ocean, remained as stable as mountains amidst such changes.
However, all living beings, except for the high-level Cultivators, felt a surge of dread.
“Clack clack clack…” Many people’s teeth chattered uncontrollably, unable to hold their chopsticks, almost wanting to get up and flee immediately.
In the unseen, they felt that some indescribable great terror and great calamity were about to descend!
After a moment, from within the sea of clouds, a blood-colored throne, like an isolated peak, slowly rose.
The throne was ancient and heavy in style, surrounded by what appeared to be blood-colored flames.
It was grim and silent, like a quietly prostrated Vicious Beast.
Before the throne, an endless expanse of blood-colored stairs, emanating a towering Evil Qi, rose into the sky. Each step was intricately carved with a hundred ghosts parading at night, and countless demon and ghost statues were arranged on either side.
A chilling, deathly, bloody, resentful, and malevolent aura flowed outwards, permeating the entire venue.
When the throne rose to be level with the main seats, the Surveillance Hall Master spoke in a deep voice: “True Disciple Pei Ling, ascend the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder.”
“According to the Saint Sect’s rules, a Saint or Saintess cannot take office without passing through the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder!”
“Today, we are here to bear witness. Only by climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder can you officially become the Saint.”
“This is your last chance to retreat. Once you step onto the Blood Ladder, there is no turning back!”
Pei Ling did not hesitate in the slightest. His figure flickered, and he had already appeared on the first step of the Blood Ladder. Roar!
Several blood beasts instantly materialized, roaring as they lunged at him.
Whoosh!
A blood-colored Saber Qi flashed, and all the blood beasts were cut in half with a single strike, instantly dissipating.
As the blood rain scattered, he effortlessly stepped onto the second level.
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On the main seats, amidst the chaotic mist-shrouded platforms, the high-level Cultivators of both the Righteous Path and Demonic Path all wore solemn expressions.
The Saber Qi displayed by Chongming Sect’s Fourth True Disciple was domineering and sharp, advancing relentlessly, with Saber Intent that was pure and condensed, almost tangible.
His Qi was even more pure and vibrant, perfectly natural.
Having just entered the Nascent Soul Stage, he already possessed the aura of a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator!
With such strength and exceptionally profound Foundation, it would be difficult to find a second person among his peers!
Thinking of this, the five Old Ancestors from the Righteous Path side, without any hesitation, immediately sent messages to their True Disciples: “Today, you just need to watch carefully and observe Pei Ling’s moves.”
“There’s no need to go up and challenge him.”
“He is destined to become the Demon Sect Saint today, there’s no need for extra effort.”
At the same time, the Demonic Path side also transmitted: “Pei Ling’s strength is extremely formidable; even without a Dao Protector, he is sufficient to assume the position of Saint.”
“Do not act rashly, lest you be silenced by him taking advantage of the opportunity to ascend the Blood Ladder.”
“Only after the True Disciples from the Pseudo-Dao side go up and exhaust him, can you make your move.”
The True Disciples immediately agreed.
At this moment, Su Lijing sipped his spirit wine, his gaze penetrating through layers of mist to observe Pei Ling on the Blood Ladder, and he too nodded slightly.
This kid had just broken through to form his Nascent Soul and hadn't yet had time to Cultivate Divine Abilities and spells of the Nascent Soul Stage.
However, he walked the Knife Dao; once his Realm rose, his reliance on Divine Abilities and spells would only decrease.
His current strength was already no less than Li Lieyue’s when she ascended the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder back then.
Thinking of this, Su Lijing transmitted to Old Ancestor Li: “With Pei Ling’s strength, there’s absolutely no problem ascending the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder; even if the Eight Sects True Inheritors challenge him repeatedly, it won’t change the outcome.”
“I wonder, does the Li Clan have any arrangements?”
Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Li naturally understood the Sect Master’s meaning, and immediately transmitted back: “I have already instructed him.”
Su Lijing nodded,
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Xuanzhu Immortal King shook his head and said, "Su Sect Leader is too modest. After this grand ceremony, why don't we sit and discuss the Dao for a few years?"
Discuss the Dao?
He didn't have that much free time to discuss the Dao with a brainless Cultivator.
Su Lijing thought to himself, and then said, "Immortal King's kindness, I shouldn't refuse, but a Cultivation Technique I'm practicing has reached a critical juncture, so I'm afraid I can't be distracted."
Xuanzhu Immortal King heard this and shook his head regretfully. Although Chongming Sect was nominally on equal footing with Wu Shi Villa, they were just a group of Inferior Immortals whose Dao Hearts were covered in dust.
In this Illusion Realm, no matter how profound and unfathomable one's cultivation and status were, they were all ethereal and lacked Foundation.
Among the vast Sects, only two people could see through the Illusion and grasp the true meaning.
One was Pei Ling, who was currently climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, but his Cultivation Realm was too low, so discussing the Dao with him in a short period was meaningless.
The second was this Su Sect Leader.
Unfortunately, the other party seemed unwilling…
As Xuanzhu Immortal King felt disappointed, on the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder,
Roars, wails, howls, and the whistling sound of Saber Qi tearing through the air were incessant… Pei Ling's steps did not stop, and he quickly climbed to the ninety-ninth Blood Ladder.
He swung his long saber, easily defeating the Ghost on the ninety-ninth Blood Ladder, and finally stepped onto the one hundredth level.
On this level, there were no Alien Spirit Monster Ghosts, only a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator enveloped in blood-red light.
This was a loser who had fallen here.
After the blood-colored figure appeared, he immediately attacked Pei Ling.
Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged, he unleashed a single saber strike, easily shattering the blood shadow.
Then he calmly stepped onto the one hundred and first level.
Just like Li Lieyue back then, every hundred levels, a fallen soul who had died in battle here would block the way.
From beginning to end, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged. Each time he attacked, it was a simple Saber Qi strike. Whether it was the souls of the defeated who were left behind as ladder guardians, or the foreign races bound by the Blood Ladder itself, without exception, none could withstand his single saber strike.
Time slowly passed, and Pei Ling quickly fought his way to the one thousandth level.
When he stepped onto the one thousand and first level, the strength of all enemies increased by one level.
On the Blood Ladder, powerful foreign races began to appear.
However, with a single saber strike from Pei Ling, although the foreign race was stronger than the blockers before the one thousandth level, it was still no match and shattered with a bang.
Pei Ling took another step, ascending to the one thousand and second level.
The one thousand and first Blood Ladder slowly disappeared behind him.
"…So strong." The True Inheritors from the Demonic Path side watched intently, their expressions solemn.
Cen Shuo of Reincarnation Tower said with an expressionless face in a low voice, "When Li Lieyue became the Saintess, we were also witnesses and personally witnessed the entire process."
"But from the one thousand and first level onwards, Li Lieyue was unable to defeat the foreign races on the Blood Ladder with a single move."
"Yet this Pei Ling is still as effortless as he was before climbing the one thousand levels!"
His fellow Disciple, Wen Xiang, calmly said, "If not for that, Chongming Sect wouldn't have arranged a Dao Protector for him. His strength is greater than Li Lieyue's at the same Realm."
"Not only is he powerful, but most importantly, he's also audacious…" Huo Fei of Heavenly Born Sect shook his head slightly, saying with admiration, "It's a good thing Old Ancestor told us not to go on stage, otherwise, I'd rather go back and be punished than go up there to seek death."
"What can't this Pei Ling do?"
"It's fine if no one goes on stage today, but once someone does, who knows how he'll deal with them."
As he spoke, he and Ji Yufu both intentionally or unintentionally looked at their side's only female True Inheritor, Jue Xinzi.
Jue Xinzi said with a calm expression, "This Pei Ling is indeed stronger than all of you. After all, he is not a Disciple of my Wu Shi Villa, yet he can surpass these Inferior Immortals of Chongming Sect who have cultivated for many years and see through the illusion of this world. This Comprehension Ability, this Foundation, I'm afraid none of you, even combined, can compare."
"Going up to challenge him now would only be asking for humiliation."
"It's a pity that such a rare talent was not taken into our Villa, but instead was haphazardly taught by these people from Chongming Sect for so many years. It's truly a waste of natural resources."
As they conversed, Pei Ling continuously brandished his long saber, Saber Qi crisscrossing, blood light splashing, countless foreign races, demonic Ghosts, corpse puppets, and Revenant… almost none could withstand a single blow, all dissipating, clearing a path for him to ascend.
From a high vantage point, it looked like a black arrowhead, with an indomitable momentum, cleaving through the blood-colored tide and bravely ascending.
Soon, he stepped onto the two thousandth level.
From the two thousand and first level onwards, Pei Ling also gradually felt some difference.
He now needed two saber strikes to deal with a foreign race…
And by the three thousandth level, he needed to use four or even five saber strikes.
At the four thousandth level, Pei Ling's expression was stern. The Nine Soul Saber whistled through the air, swish, swish, swish… it took more than ten consecutive saber strikes to finally annihilate the foreign race in front of him.
Time slowly passed…
Twelve hours later, Pei Ling had astonishingly climbed to the nine thousand nine hundred and ninetieth level!
In front of him, there were only the last ten Blood Ladders. Behind him was empty, with a vast and boundless sea of clouds. The Blood Ladders he had climbed had all disappeared.
The Righteous Path side all had solemn expressions, while the Demonic Path side were all surprised.
When Li Lieyue, who was once hailed as the foremost Prodigy of the younger generation, reached this point, it took her a full twelve days!
But this Pei Ling only took twelve hours!!
…On the main seat, Su Lijing watched this scene, frowning slightly.
This Pei Ling was still young and too shallow in his schemes, not knowing how to hide his true abilities.
The difficulty of Saint Sect's Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder was known throughout the world. With Pei Ling's climbing speed being so fast, the Eight Sects were not fools. How could they send their carefully cultivated True Inheritors to their deaths?
If so, how could they take advantage of the situation to weaken them?
However, this was not a problem. With him, the Sect Master, here, there were plenty of ways to make these people act.
He leaned back, adopting a more relaxed posture, and deliberately provoked, "Everyone, only the last ten levels of the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder remain. Have your Dao Runes been prepared?"
The high-ranking Cultivators of the Eight Sects heard this and all looked at him. Immediately, the Old Ancestor of Heavenly Born Sect was the first to speak, "The Dao Runes are ready, just waiting for Pei Ling True Inheritor to officially become the Saint, and we will immediately offer them."
"My Reincarnation Tower is the same."
"Pei Ling is an Immortal King descending to the mortal Realm. It is only right for my Wu Shi Villa to congratulate him on seeing through the illusion with Dao Runes."
Su Lijing was startled. What was going on?
Before he could think carefully, he heard the Old Ancestor of Jiuyi Mountain calmly say, "Jiuyi Mountain will not break its word."
Then it was the Murong female Cultivator from Su Zhen Heaven, who spoke in a gentle tone, "My Su Zhen Heaven has always kept its promises."
"Han An Sword Sect, we always keep our word."
"Liulan Imperial Dynasty admits defeat."
"Yanxi City will honor its promise."
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Seeing that the Eight Sects, without exception, all readily agreed, Su Lijing's expression was slightly startled, and then he quickly frowned.
Pei Ling had displayed strength that was too formidable!
The Eight Sects knew they had no chance of winning and would rather offer a Dao charm than let their carefully cultivated Disciples be lost on the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder.
Knowing that such matters could not be rushed, Su Lijing pondered for a moment, and seeing Pei Ling take another step forward, now only nine layers of the Blood Ladder away from the Son of God Blood Seat, he suddenly laughed heartily and looked towards the Liulan Dynasty, saying loudly, "Prince Wu, Pei Ling, being young and reckless, has entered your Imperial Dynasty's territory multiple times, slaughtering cities and exterminating clans. A few days ago, he almost boiled the wife of a city lord in public."
"Now this Disciple is climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder without even a Dao Protector, yet your Imperial Dynasty doesn't even dare to seek revenge. This is truly beneath the dignity of an Imperial Dynasty."
"Moreover, if word gets out, wouldn't it cause those slaughtered citizens and the city lord's wife to lose heart?"
Immediately after, he looked at Jiuyi Mountain and smiled slightly, "I heard that on the day Jiuyi Mountain arrived at Chongming Sect, they inquired about challenging the Blood Ladder. Pei Ling's current strength has been mostly consumed by the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder, with little left."
"Jiuyi Mountain, supposedly the leader of the Pseudo-Dao, what's wrong? Are you afraid now?"
Then, Su Lijing said to the Sword Cultivator from Han An Sword Sect, "Han An Sword Sect has always prided itself on its Disciples having pure Heart-Nature, seeking only one sword among all the myriad methods in the world, to break all methods with one sword!"
"However, meeting is not as good as hearing; a dignified Sword Cultivator, facing a Disciple of Chongming Sect who is already at the end of his rope, still hesitates and dares not challenge him. With such a Dao Heart, what is there to speak of advancing fearlessly and breaking all methods?"
"Why not just break your 본명 sword, sell the sword spirit to the Saint Sect as Cultivation resources, and go back to the mundane world to be a rich old man?"
"Although Yanxi City is in a remote area, it has always been known for its bravery, skill in battle, and willingness to fight. But seeing it today, it is truly declining with each generation; where is even a trace of its former valor?"
"Su Zhen Heaven… Heh heh! They are all delicate women, their Cultivation only has Realm but no strength. Rather than struggling to maintain their sect, why not merge with our Saint Sect, hand over your Heavenly Maiden and True Inheritors, and let them be Pei Ling's Cauldron…"
Su Lijing sat at the main seat, speaking eloquently, and finally said, "Today, our Sect's True Inheritor, Pei Ling, gloriously ascended the position of Saint. The False Path Five Sects, who arrived with such imposing Aura, after witnessing Pei Ling's demeanor with their own eyes, not one dared to fight."
"Come, spread this news throughout the world, using the reputation of the False Path Five Sects to bear witness to the prestige of our Saint Sect's Prodigy!"
Facing Su Lijing's direct provocation, the Righteous Path's expression was very displeased.
The palace-dressed female Cultivator from Su Zhen Heaven, who had come with Chu Yushang, couldn't help but say angrily, "No matter how much Pei Ling dares to fight or can fight, how can his mere reputation compare to Su Sect Leader's broad Heart-Nature, which can truly make the world admire him!"
Upon hearing this, Su Lijing frowned, knowing that Su Zhen Heaven was not saying anything good, yet he didn't know what the problem was. So, with a thought, he quickly sent a voice transmission to Su Clan's Patriarch Su Qianya: "Has something major happened in the Sect recently that this Sect Master is unaware of?"
Today's Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony was truly a grand event for the Saint Sect, so Su Qianya and the other high-ranking members of the Su Clan were naturally also present.
However, the three clans of the Saint Sect each had their own platform, and only Old Ancestors who had come out of seclusion would accompany the Sect Master at the main seat.
At this moment, Su Qianya and the high-ranking members of the Su Clan were all drinking silently on a platform secondary to the main seat. Suddenly hearing the Sect Master's voice transmission, he was slightly startled, then quickly reacted and sent a muffled voice transmission: "Something did happen; Zhenhe was killed!"
"Although there's no evidence, I'm already certain that the perpetrator must be the Li Clan!"
Su Zhenhe was killed by the Li Clan?
Su Lijing's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately sneered inwardly.
He thought it was something major; it turned out to be just the death of a mere True Inheritor.
For the Su Clan, this was indeed a humiliation, and for Su Qianya, besides the humiliation, there was also the pain of losing a son.
But Su Zhenhe was not his, Su Lijing's, son, and his Aptitude and Heart-Nature had nothing worth regretting. How much could the death of this junior have to do with him?
The Pseudo-Dao is just the Pseudo-Dao, narrow-minded and petty, each one feigning righteousness and being incredibly hypocritical.
Such a small matter actually made them so restless, even afraid to send Disciples to challenge on the Blood Ladder… It's utterly ridiculous!
Thinking of this, Su Lijing immediately replied, "This Sect Master's Heart-Nature and magnanimity have always been this broad. For a dignified Su Zhen Heaven to use such a small matter for insinuation is truly too petty."
The palace-dressed female Cultivator from Su Zhen Heaven was immediately choked, unable to speak for a long time. Finally, it was Su Zhen Heaven's Old Ancestor who arrived later, Murong Jixue, who said in a deep voice, "Impressive!"
Then she glanced at the palace-dressed female Cultivator, signaling her not to speak further.
At the same time, everyone looked at Su Lijing with extreme astonishment. Immediately after, the other Four Sects of the Righteous Path also followed suit, saying, "Su Sect Leader is magnificent."
"Su Sect Leader is magnanimous; we are ashamed of ourselves."
"Such a Heart-Nature, we are completely convinced."
"A Saint in the world, their Realm is probably like this…"
Su Lijing again felt that something was amiss. He then sent a voice transmission to Old Ancestor Li: "What exactly happened?"
Old Ancestor Li's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly replied via voice transmission: "Nothing. Oh, by the way, Sect Master, after the ceremony ends, this Old Ancestor intends to marry Hunt Moon to Pei Ling. Please, Sect Master, Sect Leader's wife, and the Eight Sects, all stay for a celebratory drink."
Su Lijing was startled, then briefly said, "Certainly."
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Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder.
Demonic ghosts roared, phantoms whispered, and amidst the swirling blood light, flesh and bones flew!
Pei Ling felt as if his entire body was filled with lead; every step he took was incredibly heavy and incredibly difficult.
These last ten layers of the Blood Ladder were more difficult than all the previous Blood Ladders combined.
Not only that, but having climbed all the way here, his state had long since fallen from its Peak. Whether it was his thoughts, reactions, or remaining magic power, everything had declined too much.
And at this moment, a gigantic figure reaching the sky slowly emerged before him, surrounded by the Aura of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
It was the Long Bo!
Pei Ling swung his long saber, and Saber Qi roared, rumbling…
A moment later, the battle ended, and Pei Ling successfully passed the challenge of this layer of the Blood Ladder. He took another step, ascending to the eighth to last layer of the Blood Ladder.
Throughout the entire process, he had kept a part of his mind alert, ready for a surprise attack from the Eight Sects True Inheritors at any time.
However, whether it was not the right time or some other reason, the Eight Sects True Inheritors had remained completely still until now, not even one stepping forward to test him.
The moment he stepped onto the eighth to last layer of the Blood Ladder, a small, strange figure emerged: an exotic race with snakes in its ears.
After the opponent appeared, he attacked directly without any hesitation, moving to kill Pei Ling.
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Boom, boom, boom…
After several hours of continuous battles, Pei Ling successfully ascended to the ninety-nine hundred ninety-eighth level of the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder. With just one more level, he could reach the Son of God Blood Seat!
At this moment, Pei Ling was extremely cautious.
The more crucial the moment, the less he could let his guard down!
The foreign race on this level of the Blood Ladder slowly appeared. Its appearance was handsome androgynous, with golden hair and golden eyes, and golden-red feathers behind its ears. It was precisely the foreign race that ranked first among the ten races presenting plates during the Outer Sect Competition.
Its Aura was at the Peak of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, only a step away from the Nascent Soul Late Stage!
Boom, boom, boom…
After a fierce battle, Pei Ling used all his means and successfully dealt with it.
He quickly glanced around, and seeing that no one was challenging him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He placed one foot on the ninety-nine hundred ninety-ninth level of the Blood Ladder; the Son of God Blood Seat was now right in front of him.
However, at this moment, the Sect Master Su Lijing’s voice suddenly entered his ears: “Kill the Eight Sects True Inheritors.”
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling immediately stopped. Although he didn’t want any mishaps at this final moment, he dared not easily disobey the Sect Master’s command.
He immediately replied via voice transmission: “Sect Master, the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder is a one-way path. Since the Eight Sects True Inheritors refuse to come up and challenge me, this Disciple has no way.”
Su Lijing’s voice entered his ears again: “Then make them come and challenge you.”
Pei Ling frowned slightly. Both the Sect Master and Old Ancestor Li meant for him to eliminate the Eight Sects True Inheritors while climbing the Blood Ladder… This would be quite beneficial for the future of Chongming Sect.
But for him personally, it was not a good thing.
However, not only could he not disobey the Sect Master’s command, but also, given his previous night with the Sect Master’s wife, he still relied on Old Ancestor Li’s protection, so he couldn’t ignore the Old Ancestor’s instructions.
At least, he had to put on a show…
Thinking this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, turned his head, and slowly swept his gaze over the Eight Sects True Inheritors. Almost everyone he looked at immediately turned their gaze away as their first reaction.
The two female True Inheritors of the Righteous Path even had slightly flushed cheeks and looks of anger in their eyes.
The only ones who remained composed were Jue Xinzi and Jizhao Zi of Wu Shi Villa. They nodded slightly to Pei Ling in greeting, appearing very friendly.
After looking around, Pei Ling propped his long saber on the ground and said in a calm voice: “There’s only one level of the Blood Ladder left. Come at me all at once.”
His cold, hard voice instantly spread throughout the entire venue.
The Demonic Path remained unmoved, as if they hadn’t heard anything.
Wu Shi Villa, the only one who might have ascended the ladder to challenge, due to Pei Ling’s dispelling of illusions and his identity as an Immortal King from the Upper Realm, not only was unwilling to be his enemy but even planned to have a long talk with him and interact more after the ceremony.
As for Reincarnation Tower and Heavenly Born Sect, they naturally wouldn’t go up to their deaths.
On the Righteous Path side, the five True Inheritors were all very angry.
However, during this time, Liulan Dynasty had already investigated all of Pei Ling’s information. Such an absurd act as publicly insulting the Sect Master’s wife was not the first time he had done it!
It was said that when Pei Ling passed the Chongming Sect’s Outer Sect Competition, he once attacked the Supervision Hall Master of Chongming Sect with his Qi Training Stage Cultivation in front of everyone!
This was something ordinary Cultivators, even Demonic Cultivators, wouldn’t even dare to imagine.
But this person not only did it, but did it more than once.
Most importantly, this person was still safe and sound to this day, and the Sect even grandly held the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony for him!
Therefore, although the five True Inheritors were angry, they still understood the priorities of the situation.
The two female True Inheritors could absolutely not go up and challenge Pei Ling; otherwise, losing would be a minor matter!
As for the three male True Inheritors from Jiuyi Mountain, Yanxi City, and Liulan Dynasty… if the Demonic Path wasn’t going up, why should they charge into battle for the Demonic Path?
Thus, Pei Ling placed one foot on the ninety-nine hundred ninety-ninth level of the Blood Ladder and kept the other foot on the ninety-nine hundred ninety-eighth level. He waited for a long time, but saw no response from the Eight Sects True Inheritors.
Seeing this, he remained expressionless, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He had carried out the Sect Master’s command and Old Ancestor Li’s instructions; it was just that the Eight Sects True Inheritors didn’t dare to come up!
Immediately after, Pei Ling no longer hesitated and stepped onto the ninety-nine hundred ninety-ninth level of the Blood Ladder with both feet.
The foreign race on this level was still the one with golden hair, golden eyes, and feathers behind its ears, but its Cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage!
Pei Ling swung his long saber, and as Saber Qi crisscrossed, dreamlike firelight danced in his eyes, and countless tiny, strange runes rose: Fallen Blood Curse, Eternal Curse Divine Power, Grievance Nightmare Divine Power…
The battle erupted instantly!
After a while, following a fierce exchange, Pei Ling once again slew the foreign race.
At this moment, his body was also covered in bloodstains, with several wounds gushing blood, but his Aura was extremely strong, like a drawn treasure saber, its sharpness fully revealed.
Ignoring the gazes from all directions, Pei Ling stepped onto the ten thousandth level.
On this level, there were no more challenges.
The Blood Ladder behind him completely disappeared at this moment.
Only the tall Blood Seat in front of him floated quietly in mid-air.
This Blood Seat was rough and ancient, as if carrying the Aura of primeval antiquity.
A ferocious Aura lingered around it, like a sleeping Vicious Beast, quietly prostrate.
Pei Ling walked step by step towards the Blood Seat. Soon, he plunged the Nine Soul Saber in front of the Blood Seat, flicked his robe sleeve, turned, and sat down!
Instantly, the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder beneath the Son of God Blood Seat reappeared.
Unlike before, when the Blood Ladder was empty and enemies only appeared on a specific level when a climber stepped on it.
At this moment, every level of the Blood Ladder was packed with demonic ghosts, undead souls, corpse puppets, and foreign races, densely packed and impenetrable.
Their eyes were still constantly dripping with blood and tears, and they raised their heads, fanatically looking at the Black Robed Person on the Blood Seat.
Immediately after, the foreign race on the ninety-nine hundred ninety-ninth level of the Blood Ladder silently knelt on the ground, kowtowing in worship.
Then came the ninety-nine hundred ninety-eighth level, the ninety-nine hundred ninety-seventh level…
From top to bottom, rows of neatly prostrate heads, like a blood tide slowly sweeping through.
The ten thousand races of undead souls and demonic ghosts prostrated themselves, congratulating the newly ascended Saint!
At the same time, a “gurgling” sound emanated from the Son of God Blood Seat, and a powerful, overbearing, brutal, and ferocious Aura slowly diffused, as if a gigantic ancient Vicious Beast was awakening.
Then, the backrest of the Blood Seat rapidly liquefied, and a mass of blood-colored liquid separated and fell onto Pei Ling’s head.
As soon as this mass of blood fell, it rapidly transformed. In an instant, it had turned into a twelve-tasseled crown, with twelve strings of tasseled beads both front and back, each crystal clear and round, the color like freshly congealed blood. The blood-red light reflected on Pei Ling’s face, further adding to the ferocity of his stern expression.
The moment the blood-colored crown was donned, it was as if a mechanism had been triggered. Pure and powerful energy, like a tide, poured into Pei Ling’s body.
Furthermore, various unprecedented spell arts, Cultivation Techniques, Divine Abilities, and secrets… successively appeared in Pei Ling’s mind.
This was one of the two most fundamental Legacies of Chongming Sect: the Saint Legacy!
Pei Ling immediately had no time to pay attention to the outside world; all his attention was focused on receiving the Legacy.
During this process, his previously declining Aura began to rapidly increase, and all his injuries recovered at a visible speed.
After a long while, Pei Ling slowly opened his eyes, a flash of blood-red light flickering in their depths. He turned his head and looked at a blood-colored throne not far away, which had appeared at some unknown time and was floating in mid-air along with the Son of God Blood Seat.
The Saintess Blood Seat.
At this moment, Li Lieyue, dressed in black like night, was seated on the throne, also looking towards him.
Their eyes met, and Li Lieyue nodded slightly to Pei Ling, a rare smile appearing on her face.
Chapter 680: The Hall of Inheritance. (The third update! Please subscribe!)
Just at this moment, from the main seat, Su Lijing's gentle voice came: "My Chongming Sect Disciple Pei Ling has already ascended to the position of Saint."
"Fellow Daoists, please bear witness for him."
The Eight Sects did not hesitate in the slightest; the Heavenly Born Sect Old Ancestor immediately sent out a faint glow, which floated onto Pei Ling's bloody crown.
Immediately, all the crown beads became more lustrous, and Pei Ling felt that the aura of the entire crown had solidified and become much more profound.
The Heavenly Born Sect Old Ancestor slowly said: "The Heavenly Born Sect today bears witness to Chongming Sect True Disciple Pei Ling ascending the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder to the position of Saint, congratulating him with Dao charm."
Immediately after, the Reincarnation Tower Old Ancestor also sent out a faint glow, and said in a muffled voice: "The Reincarnation Tower bears witness for the Chongming Sect's newly promoted Saint."
After that, it was Old Ancestor Xuan Zhu of Wu Shi Villa; the faint glow he sent out was a bit larger than those from the Heavenly Born Sect and the Reincarnation Tower, and he said loudly: "Wu Shi Villa bears witness for the Chongming Sect's newly promoted Saint, congratulations Immortal Friend, for seeing through illusion!"
The Five Righteous Sects also did not hesitate; the Jiuyi Mountain Old Ancestor, through layers of mist, pointed from afar, and the Dao charm had already merged into the bloody crown, saying in a deep voice: "Jiuyi Mountain agrees."
"Su Zhen Heaven agrees."
"Han An Sword Sect agrees."
"Liulan Imperial Dynasty agrees."
"Yanxi City agrees."
In a short while, all eight portions of Dao charm were handed over.
The aura of the Son of God Blood Seat became increasingly tyrannical and overbearing.
Pei Ling felt that the power pouring into his body was becoming more and more immense; in just a few flickers of a finger, he had recovered to his peak state, and his cultivation was still rapidly ascending.
Before long, he felt a certain bottleneck within his body loosen, and he had already advanced from the Early Stage Nascent Soul to the Middle Stage Nascent Soul.
At the same time, the System quickly came online: "Ding-dong! Detecting that the host's cultivation has reached Middle Stage Nascent Soul, the System will freely bestow one Dao Companion..."
"Ding-dong! Detecting that the last bestowal failed, this time there will be a seven-fold free bestowal..."
Pei Ling was startled, and the next moment, he had already lost control of his body, being manipulated by the System to suddenly stand up from the Son of God Blood Seat!
However, just as his figure moved slightly, about to rush towards the main seat, a powerful force came from the side, pressing him back onto the blood seat, and he felt a light tap on his head.
Along with the System: "Ding-dong! Detecting external attack, this cultivation session ends here.
Thank you, host, for using the Intelligent Cultivation System; one-click hosting, worry-free Ascension! We look forward to your cultivation review; if satisfied, please give a five-star rating..."
Pei Ling heard the Surveillance Hall Master's stern voice transmission: "Do not rise before the Legacy ends!"
Immediately after, the Surveillance Hall Master loudly declared: "This generation's Saint has already taken his rightful place.
Everyone, congratulate my Saint Sect, for having successors and a long-lasting Sect fortune!"
Above the sea of clouds, numerous aristocratic families, Disciples, and dependents all responded in unison: "Congratulations to the Saint Sect, for having successors and a long-lasting Sect fortune!"
However, the True Disciples and High Grade Cultivators of both the Righteous Path and Demonic Dao were all silent, and some Disciples even looked a bit dazed.
Amidst the clamor, a deep, vast hall appeared out of thin air.
Star-like soul lamps floated high and low within it, like powerful life flames of a great sun in the sky, causing countless low-level Cultivators to bow their heads and avert their gaze, not daring to look directly.
Figures, some sitting on futons, some leaning against cloud beds, some resting on small tables, or kneeling in tents... floated into view.
"Saint Pei Ling, enter the Inheritance Hall and pay respects to the Ancestral Masters!" The Surveillance Hall Master looked at Pei Ling and commanded in a deep voice.
Pei Ling, still with lingering fear, paused before standing up, tidying his robes, and walking into the vast hall.
Deep and vast, the soul lamps before him resembled a long river stretching across the sky.
It was countless tens of thousands of miles long.
This was Pei Ling's first time entering this place.
Although he had lit a soul lamp here when he joined the Sect, at that time, he had only stood outside and caught a fleeting glimpse.
Now, walking within it himself, he could truly feel that this vast hall was even more profound and enormous than he had imagined.
The hall was pitch black, with only the light of the soul lamps illuminating a small area.
It was extremely quiet here, without any sound, only Pei Ling's footsteps echoing in the empty hall.
Strangely, Pei Ling had seen very clearly from outside that the figures of the Ancestral Masters had all appeared.
But upon entering this place, he saw nothing but darkness and soul lamps.
He felt confused and subconsciously walked deeper inside.
As he walked, the concepts of time and space became muddled... He didn't know how long he had walked or how far he had gone, when suddenly, those figures he had seen from outside finally reappeared before him.
This time, they were no longer vague shadows at an unknown distance, but clearly presented before his eyes, just an inch away from him.
Even so, Pei Ling, straining his vision, could not discern their figures or Faces.
He saw them very clearly, but as soon as he turned his gaze away, even for a moment, he would completely forget them.
Pei Ling was surprised and knelt down, pulling up his robes: "Disciple Pei Ling respectfully greets the Ancestral Masters."
"Saint Pei Ling." The central figure's tone was amiable, carrying a hint of appreciation and fondness for an outstanding junior, and he called out softly, "Come forward."
Pei Ling stepped forward as instructed and immediately felt a hand gently press down on the top of his head.
Instantly, countless ancient and simple murmurs sounded in his ears, and he immediately felt a trance, his eyes unfocused, completely falling into this unspeakable, unknowable, inexpressible murmur...
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Outside.
Seeing the newly promoted Saint Pei Ling step into the Inheritance Hall and his figure instantly disappear, and the Son of God Blood Seat slowly recede, the hearts of the Eight Sects all breathed a sigh of relief.
They were about to take their leave when Su Lijing looked around and said loudly: "Please stay for a moment, everyone; next, there will be another joyous occasion."
"This Sect's current Saint, Pei Ling, and this generation's Saintess, Li Lieyue, will subsequently hold a Dao Companion grand ceremony."
"Please move forward, everyone, and have a cup of celebratory wine to bear witness for the newlyweds."
Upon hearing this, not only were the Eight Sects stunned this time, but even Si Hong Qingyan suddenly turned her Face, looking at Su Lijing in disbelief!
Ji Chi, the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Born Sect who was present, quickly transmitted a message to Old Ancestor Li: "Brother Li, what a tactic! When did you successfully plan this, bypassing many Grand Elders to control the Sect Master as a Puppet?"
"Brother Ji, why do you say that?" Old Ancestor Li calmly transmitted back, "You all already know about this, so there's no need for this old man to elaborate.
Si Hong Qingyan, a dignified Sect Master's wife, bullied a junior, forcing a Disciple; in the end, Pei Ling was also a victim, and my Li Clan still has this much Face..."
Before Old Ancestor Li could finish speaking, Ji Chi directly interrupted him with a voice transmission: "Brother Li, are you mistaken?
Si Hong Qingyan has always been arrogant, not even looking favorably upon someone like Su Lijing, who came from a family of equal standing to hers and is now the Sect Master of a top Sect.
How could she possibly force a Disciple under her?
That day, it was clearly Pei Ling who forcefully cultivated with Si Hong Qingyan, and in front of my Eight Sects True Disciples!
Otherwise, how could he have formed a Nascent Soul so quickly at such a young age? And what's more, a Celestial Infant of Superior Grade!"
Chapter 681: The Ancestor has escaped. (Fourth update! Please subscribe!)
“Hmm?!”
Old Ancestor Li was instantly stunned.
Even though he had lived for an unknown number of years, his mind couldn’t help but be a little bewildered at this moment. It wasn’t Si Hong Qingyan who cultivated Pei Ling, but Pei Ling who cultivated Si Hong Qingyan?!
How was this possible!?
The Old Ancestor’s usually calm expression, for once, showed a rare look of shock.
He quickly sensed it, and his pupils immediately constricted.
No!
Si Hong Qingyan’s aura had indeed decreased, although it wasn’t obvious compared to her own cultivation, but… what Ji Chi said might be true!
This… this…
How did Pei Ling do it?
His cultivation at that time should have only been at the Core Formation stage!
Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Li was completely speechless.
He now had only one thought in his mind: No wonder Pei Ling had the confidence to form a Nascent Soul within half a year, even though he had just broken through to the Late Stage Core Formation!
It turns out that this child had decided from the very beginning to 【cultivate】 Si Hong Qingyan!
Si Hong Qingyan was the current Sect Master of the Saint Sect’s legitimate wife. How dare Pei Ling?!
Wait!
The Sect Master’s legitimate wife!
The current Sect Master of the Saint Sect was Su Lijing, and during the last True Inheritance mission, Pei Ling suffered a bit of a loss at Su Lijing’s hands. Afterwards, when the Li Clan asked him about the time needed to form a Nascent Soul, he confidently guaranteed that it would only take half a year…
So that’s how it is!
Although the Li Clan had already demanded compensation from the Su for Pei Ling regarding this matter, and he, as an Old Ancestor, had personally intervened, forcing Su Lijing into seclusion for half a year.
But this was simply not enough for Pei Ling!
And he, as an Old Ancestor of the Li Clan, had also fallen into Pei Ling’s trap this time.
The other party’s disguise was perfect, making him believe that this child was useless except for his Aptitude, intentionally making him underestimate him, all for the purpose of making the Li Clan misunderstand the seriousness of his actions and continue to help him win the Saint title!
Right now, the other party had slept with the Sect Master’s wife, broken through to the Celestial Infant of Superior Grade, won the Saint title, gained entry to the Inheritance Hall, and was now receiving the Ancestral Master’s Legacy… And he, an Old Ancestor, only just learned the truth.
How ruthless!
How audacious!
What methods!
A great reputation is never undeserved; this child truly possessed the demeanor of the Saint Sect’s founding Ancestral Master back then!
No!
Even the Saint Sect Ancestral Master back then, at Pei Ling’s cultivation level, wasn’t so lawless.
Old Ancestor Li suddenly recalled that during this Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, the Eight Sects not only didn’t send anyone to challenge Pei Ling but also repeatedly claimed that their main purpose in coming was to broaden their horizons… He had thought it was just polite talk at the time, but now he finally understood what was going on.
Yes, he had lived for several thousand years, and today he had also gained some insight…
What a Tian Sheng Devil Child!
No!
He was a Tian Sheng Saint!
He had previously thought that although this kid’s cultivation Aptitude was very high, he still wasn’t worthy of Hunt Moon, but now it seems…
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Li shook his head slightly. This matter with Pei Ling had caused too much of a stir. Once it exploded, the Old Ancestors of the Su and Si Hong Clan would definitely be alarmed.
And those Grand Elders in seclusion in the Sect Forbidden Land…
No matter what, his Li Clan now had to quickly distance themselves…
Thus, Old Ancestor Li immediately sent a message to Su Lijing: “Sect Master, this Old One has suddenly gained some insight and needs to immediately enter seclusion. For the remaining matters, please make all decisions, Sect Master.”
“Another day, this Old One will certainly offer a generous gift to apologize to the Sect Master.”
Su Lijing replied indifferently: “No matter, Senior Li can go into seclusion. It’s just a Dao Companion ceremony; this one will arrange for someone to handle it for them.”
Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Li said not another word, and his figure instantly vanished from his seat.
At this moment, the Eight Sects gradually recovered from their shock and all agreed: “Since that’s the case, we’ll also go to broaden our horizons.”
“Since the Sect Master invites, how can we refuse?”
“Exactly, exactly…”
Si Hong Qingyan watched coldly from the side, her heart surging.
During this Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, she had originally intended to directly attack and publicly kill Pei Ling!
But now, as soon as she saw Pei Ling, her mind involuntarily recalled their previous intimacy, as if she wanted to be lost in it.
Therefore, she had tried to strike many times but held back each time.
She knew very well in her heart that this was because the other party had refined her into a Cauldron when he cultivated her last time.
However, Pei Ling’s cultivation was too low; even if the Cultivation Technique he used was strong, it was futile.
She was deliberately not removing the Cauldron mark on her body now, so she could always pinpoint Pei Ling’s location.
Last time, after she had removed the poison of the tian shang tears, she couldn’t find Pei Ling immediately. This should have been because he hid in a special Secret Realm space, thus avoiding her perception.
But now, with no Secret Realm to hide in, he couldn’t escape her lock-on!
Originally, she planned that after the Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, as soon as Pei Ling was alone, she would immediately remove the Cauldron mark, then capture him and torture him to death using the most brutal methods.
But now, Su Lijing actually wanted to preside over the Dao Companion ceremony for Pei Ling and the Saintess?
And he even wanted to drink Pei Ling’s wedding wine?
Thinking this, Si Hong Qingyan’s eyes became slightly hazy, but she quickly woke up, and her face immediately clouded over with frost.
As soon as she composed herself, Su Lijing looked at her with a deep frown.
“Qingyan, you are the Sect Master’s wife; you should have the demeanor of a Sect Master’s wife,” Su Lijing transmitted in a deep voice. “Under the watchful eyes of everyone, don’t make that face again.”
“The Saint and Saintess becoming Dao Companions is a customary matter in the Saint Sect.”
“This is a joyous occasion, and also a grand event for our Saint Sect.”
“Later, accompany me to greet the Eight Sects’ guests.”
Si Hong Qingyan’s heart swelled with anger. Not only did Pei Ling humiliate her, but she also had to go drink his wedding wine?!
Unlike those hypocritical Pseudo-Dao, Saint Sect Cultivators, as long as they are strong enough in everything, they can do whatever they want!
And Si Hong Qingyan considered herself a strong person, so she didn’t try to suppress this desire when she felt it, and immediately said with a sneer, “Good!”
Seeing her obey, Su Lijing finally nodded in satisfaction, then advised with lingering concern: “Be happier from now on. Don’t disgrace our Saint Sect’s reputation on such an occasion.”
Si Hong Qingyan gave a cold smile, then her eyes became slightly hazy, followed by another wave of coldness…
***
Mu Yi Hall.
Under the Sect Master’s personal instruction, many High Grade Cultivators worked together, and soon, the grand ceremonial hall was properly arranged.
Inside and outside the hall, flowers bloomed everywhere, intricately carved with gold and jade. Countless Auspicious Beasts and auspicious birds with bright fur and clear calls danced gracefully around the grand hall.
Teams of beautiful and graceful Soul Servants, dressed in colorful brocade clothes worn only during festivals, wearing golden flower crowns and adorned with necklaces, fluttered back and forth like colorful butterflies, checking for omissions.
At the same time, in the Li Clan Ancestral Land, within Li Lieyue’s boudoir, her long hair cascaded down. Unusually, she was not wearing her usual black gauze dress, but only a white inner garment, revealing her beautiful figure completely.
The boudoir was also decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the dazzling jewelry sparkled.
Jiaoni, Mist Willow, and other Soul Servants attended to her, holding various exquisite and precious hairpins for Li Lieyue to look over and choose from.
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Chapter 682: No Taboos. (Additional chapter for the leader "Story of the Starry Sky", 1/3)
Chapter 682: Unrestrained. (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader “Story of the Stars”, 13)
Li Lieyue’s slender, delicate fingers gently picked up a jade hairpin carved with narcissus, bamboo leaves, and peach blossoms, then shook her head slightly. She then gracefully pulled back her wide sleeve and reached for another gilded, jewel-inlaid hair ornament adorned with kingfishers and bats.
This Dao Companion Grand Ceremony was organized very hastily, so hastily that she had no prior knowledge of it. It was only after the Sect Master publicly announced it and she sent a voice transmission to inquire with her elders that she learned it was specially arranged by the Old Ancestor Li.
However, even though it was a command from the Li Clan, her Dao Companion was Junior Brother Pei, so she naturally had no objections.
Moreover, with the Sect Master and the Sect Master’s wife personally presiding over the ceremony, and the Eight Sects attending as guests, although it was rushed, the grandeur only increased, making it exceptionally solemn.
She wasn't being wronged either.
Li Lieyue was devoted to Cultivation and rarely paid attention to her appearance, but this was a major event in her life, so she naturally had to make herself look beautiful.
Thinking of this, Li Lieyue dropped the item in her hand and instructed her maidservant, “These are too few. Go to my mother’s place and bring all her cosmetic boxes over. I want to look again.”
The maidservant bowed and hurried away. Li Lieyue turned her face towards the crystal mirror not far away, intending to show a joyful smile. She planned to practice now, to smile more gently and beautifully. But the reflection in the mirror, though beautiful, was filled with an unshakeable chill within its smile.
Li Lieyue’s smile instantly froze. She immediately composed her expression, returning to her usual cold demeanor.
She would be ready very soon; now she just waited for Pei Ling to emerge from the Inheritance Hall.
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An hour later, Pei Ling suddenly awoke.
He opened his eyes and found himself in a blood-red mist. Beneath him was a large, blood-colored throne, its aura ferocious, like a Vicious Beast in slumber.
Not far away, the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder stretched endlessly, disappearing into a bottomless abyss.
The roars of demonic ghosts and foreign races faintly reached him.
He had never been to this place before, but since he was still on the Son of God Blood Seat, there was no need to panic.
Pei Ling caressed the armrest of the Blood Seat, recalling the Legacy he had just received. However, no matter how he thought, he could only remember the Nascent Soul part.
Above the Nascent Soul, it seemed to be Sealed by something, as if the corresponding Legacy could only be unsealed once his Realm reached that level.
At the same time, Pei Ling had a premonition that he could not transmit either the Legacy of the Son of God Blood Seat or the Ancestral Master’s teachings to outsiders.
Once violated, the consequences would be dire.
As he was thinking, before he could continue to organize the gains from this Legacy, a familiar voice suddenly entered his ears: “Pei Ling, since the Ancestral Master’s teachings have concluded, why do you not come out quickly?”
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling immediately recognized it as the voice of Sect Master Su Lijing.
The location of the Saint and Saintess Blood Seats was within the Chongming Sect’s “Ten Thousand Races Blood Cave” Secret Realm.
This Secret Realm held the same status as the Liulan Dynasty’s “Little Free Heaven,” and only successive Saints and Saintesses could enter it.
At this moment, Pei Ling composed himself and responded in a deep voice, “Yes.”
He then stood up and took a step, instantly appearing in a courtyard filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
Several Li Clan members had already been waiting there for a long time. Seeing Pei Ling emerge, they immediately smiled broadly and surrounded him: “Pei Ling, your performance this time was excellent! You greatly spread the prestige of our Saint Sect and brought honor to our Li Clan.”
“Congratulations, Holy Son Pei, congratulations, Holy Son Pei! May the Saint achieve eternal life soon!”
“This time, the Saint ascended the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder with the Eight Sects surrounding him, yet no one dared to fight. This is an unprecedented event. It shows how decisive the Saint is in killing, striking fear into both fellow Dao cultivators and Pseudo-Dao cultivators, making them dare not act rashly…”
“The Saint’s name is truly well-deserved!”
“Congratulations, congratulations…”
Listening to these praises, Pei Ling humbly said, “It is all due to the Li Clan’s nurturing. Without the Old Ancestor Li’s protection, how could I be where I am today?”
“Alright, everyone disperse,” Li Hange stepped forward and commanded, “Do not delay the Dao Companion Grand Ceremony of the Saint and Senior Sister Lie Yue…”
After persuading the crowd for a few moments, she invited Pei Ling to move to a nearby room to prepare himself before heading to Mu Yi Hall.
On the way, Li Hange said with a smile, “Senior Brother Pei, no, the Saint today, pressured his peers and can be described as astonishingly talented!”
“No wonder he was able to capture Senior Sister Lie Yue’s heart.”
“However, the Saint must treat Senior Sister Lie Yue well; do not do anything that would betray your Dao Companion.”
Hearing this, Pei Ling’s expression stiffened slightly, then returned to normal as he smiled and said, “Don’t worry, how could I ever let down Senior Sister Li?”
He felt very relaxed in his heart. This was the good thing about the Demonic Sect: it was completely unrestrained.
At least in the eyes of Old Ancestor Li, what he did did not affect his marriage to Li Lieyue, the top Genius of the Li Clan’s current generation.
As for the Sect Master’s wife… Hmph!
The Old Ancestor Li himself had said it was just a small problem that could be solved by compensating with some Spirit Stones.
He really didn’t need to make such a fuss.
Li Hange smiled and nodded upon hearing this. Her intention was simply for Pei Ling to restrain himself in the future and no longer use female corpses or the like. Since this newly appointed Saint listened, that was good.
As they spoke, they arrived at their destination. Li Hange gestured for Pei Ling to enter alone.
Attendants were already waiting there. Seeing Pei Ling enter, they swarmed him to help him wash and change, then presented him with a set of magnificent red and gold woven Bridegroom robes, which they helped him put on.
Soon, he was ready. Pei Ling cast a Water Mirror Technique and examined himself. Seeing that he looked fine, he stood up and left the room.
Li Hange was waiting outside. Seeing that he was ready, she nodded slightly: “Mu Yi Hall should be almost ready. Saint, please follow me.”
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Mu Yi Hall.
Lanterns and colorful decorations adorned the hall, flowers bloomed in profusion, and golden plates and jade bowls sat on the tables. Everywhere, pearls and jewels glittered, showcasing extreme luxury and splendor.
Below the steps, Auspicious Beasts and propitious birds danced gracefully, and beautiful maidservants of foreign races bustled about, serving guests.
It was a scene of peace and prosperity.
At this moment, most of the guests had already taken their seats.
With the main seats as the boundary, the righteous and demonic factions were clearly separated.
The seats for elders and Disciples were also in different areas.
As time passed, the Lords of the Pulse of the Chongming Sect’s Thirteen Pulses had all arrived, along with the clan elders of the three major clans, various high-ranking officials, and members of some lesser aristocratic families…
Looking around, people were bustling about, discussing animatedly.
The people of the Chongming Sect were in excellent spirits, excitedly discussing the various performances of the newly appointed Saint: “Holy Son Pei is so strong! I remember that the last time the Saintess was formally appointed, it took more than ten days, but this time the Saint was so quick. This shows how astonishing the Saint’s strength is.”
“And that’s not even the most important thing!”
“The most important thing is that today, with the Eight Sects gathered, although the Sect Master repeatedly invited the Saint to challenge them, the Eight Sects all remained silent and recoiled from the fight.”
“Such a situation, where the enemy is subdued without a fight, is the first time in the history of the Saint Sect…”
“Indeed, the formal appointments of Saints and Saintesses have always been made by stepping over the corpses of other sect’s Prodigies. A situation like this, where no one dares to fight, is simply unheard of…”
Chapter 683 A calm smile. (Additional chapter for the leader "Story of the Starry Sky", 2/3)
Chapter 683: A Calm Smile. (Bonus chapter for Alliance Master “Story of the Starry Sky”, 23)
“The Pseudo-Dao is just the Pseudo-Dao. I heard that before they came, the Saint Sect didn't agree to let their Disciples climb the Blood Ladder, but their Seniors insisted… What was the result? The so-called true Legacies they taught are all useless.”
“Hehe, maybe this is the true Legacy… truly inheriting the ‘turtle-head shrinking’ divine skill of these old turtles, ha ha!”
“That’s right, the Pseudo-Dao are all turtle-head shrinking skills, ha ha…”
“Heavenly Born Sect, Reincarnation Tower, and Wu Shi Villa are also no good. If you ask me, our Saint Sect is the number one Sect in the world today!”
“Right!”
“Exactly!”
“That’s very true…”
The five true Legacies of the Righteous Path sat in their respective seats, silently, seemingly deaf to the various sarcastic remarks around them, only secretly transmitting messages: “Although the demoness Li Lieyue is ruthless and once ambushed eighteen of our Senior Brothers and Sisters, refining them into sword puppets, her Heart-Nature is famously arrogant. Pei Ling did such a thing, and he isn’t even from one of the Chongming Sect’s three great aristocratic families. How can she tolerate it?”
Qiu Weiyang of the Han An Sword Sect spoke with a hint of bewilderment.
Shang Fufeng sneered, “The Saint and Saintess of the Chongming Sect becoming Dao Companions is just a formality, to facilitate the three families’ continued control of the Sect.”
“The current Sect Master’s wife was publicly cultivated by Pei Ling, and the Sect Master didn’t even care. This shows that though they are nominally husband and wife, they are like strangers to each other. No, even colder than strangers.”
“How could Li Lieyue care about Pei Ling messing around with other women?”
Wenren Mi said concisely, “Demonic Path Cultivators are devoid of human ethics and morality, like beasts. If we encounter them in the future, if we can kill them, then kill them directly!”
Chu Yushang said softly, “Senior Brother Wénrén’s words make sense, but for now, we should not act rashly. Our Seniors have said that coming to the Demonic Sect this time is just to let us truly experience the Demonic Sect.”
“Hearsay is ultimately not as good as being personally present and witnessing it with one’s own eyes.” Zhongkui Zhiji nodded in agreement, “This trip to the Demonic Sect, I believe, will be of great benefit to the improvement of our Heart-Nature in the future.”
And at this moment, the Demonic Sect Legacies were also rapidly communicating via sound transmission: “Unexpectedly, Heaven is so partial to the Chongming Sect. Originally, this generation produced a Li Lieyue, which already gave us a massive headache, but we didn’t expect this Pei Ling to be even more formidable!”
“Although Pei Ling is powerful, the Chongming Sect Master’s magnanimity is even more astonishing.”
“Indeed! I really didn’t expect that this Su Sect Leader, rumored to have been decisive in his youth, with various methods and a style of conduct that was truly one of our kind. Now, as a Sect Master, he is instead indifferent to such a great humiliation, not only disregarding past grievances to preside over Pei Ling’s Saint Son Inauguration Ceremony, but now he is also managing his Dao Companion Ceremony…”
“Hmph! This world is originally an Illusion Realm; love, hate, joy, anger, sorrow, and desire are all illusory. Pei Ling and Su Sect Leader have extraordinary Comprehension Ability and profound foundations. Even if they were mistakenly lost in the Illusion Realm for many years, they have finally begun to see through the illusion and perceive the true nature. Naturally, they will not bother with such trivial matters.”
Just as they were chatting, a powerful aura suddenly came from the entrance!
The next moment, a figure flashed, and Pei Ling, dressed in a complex red and gold Bridegroom’s ceremonial robe, strode in, surrounded by the Li Clan.
His face was stern, his demeanor fierce, and his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Blood Qi surrounded his body, almost becoming substantial, appearing even more violent than when he climbed the Blood Ladder.
The Chongming Sect Disciples uniformly rose and bowed: “Saint.”
Pei Ling nodded to them and casually instructed, “No need for formalities.”
At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong killing intent lock onto him.
He quickly looked back and saw the Sect Master’s wife, Si Hong Qingyan, sitting expressionlessly in the main seat, looking at him coldly.
Seeing this, Pei Ling merely smiled calmly.
He now had Old Ancestor Li secretly protecting him, so he had no need to fear this wife.
Besides, this matter was not as serious as he had imagined.
If he were to panic now because of Si Hong Qingyan’s killing intent, it would only make him seem inexperienced.
Thus, Pei Ling naturally shifted his gaze, completely unaffected, and continued to greet the guests on both sides as he walked towards the main seat.
Soon, he stopped not far from the main seat, then respectfully bowed: “Disciple Pei Ling, greets Sect Master, greets Sect Master’s wife.”
Su Lijing nodded slightly, a faint smile on his face, his gaze towards Pei Ling filled with approval, clearly demonstrating the demeanor of a great Sect Master.
Si Hong Qingyan, however, had a frosty expression, staring at Pei Ling for a moment before closing her eyes slightly, remaining silent.
“You may rise.” Su Lijing’s voice was amiable, and he made a gesture of support.
Pei Ling rose and then cupped his hands towards the high-level Cultivators of the Eight Sects who were currently staring at him: “Junior Pei Ling, greets all Seniors.”
His demeanor was composed and natural. Even when bowing to the Sect Master and his wife, and under the watchful eyes of the Eight Sects’ high-level Cultivators, he showed no sign of guilt or unease.
Thus, in everyone’s eyes, Pei Ling, a Disciple of the Chongming Sect, had slept with Si Hong Qingyan, the wife of the Chongming Sect Master Su Lijing, yet both Pei Ling and Su Lijing appeared completely unperturbed.
It was as if nothing had happened at all.
Only Si Hong Qingyan was silently fuming.
The atmosphere of this Chongming Sect truly opened their eyes!
Ji Chi, the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Born Sect, was the first to react, immediately stating, “This child is extraordinary! If he can grow, he will surely achieve great things in the future.”
The Old Ancestor of the Reincarnation Tower nodded slightly: “Fortune ebbs and flows. In the previous generation, the Li Clan had no outstanding individuals, but in this generation, both the Saint and Saintess are from the Li Clan. This shows that the number of cycles has its own Reincarnation.”
“To perceive the illusion and see the true nature at such a young age, very good, very good!” Xuanzhu Immortal King said elegantly, “If you have leisure in the future, you can often stay at Wu Shi Villa.”
“We are all Immortals from the Upper Realm descending to the mortal world. Although our cultivation, identity, and status are different now, we are ultimately our own people.”
Seeing this, the Five Righteous Sects, uncharacteristically, began to praise the Demonic Path Disciple: “This Pei Ling is indeed extraordinary.”
The Yan Xi City Old Ancestor said briefly, “The student surpasses the teacher.”
King Wu of the Liulan Imperial Dynasty sighed with some emotion, “This child’s Heart-Nature… all of my dynasty’s peers are completely outmatched.”
The Su Zhen Heaven Old Ancestor glanced at Su Lijing and said faintly, “Impressive!”
Du Fuzhen of the Han An Sword Sect said calmly, “Formidable.”
At this moment, the high-level Cultivators of the Righteous Path had not yet fully recovered their composure. Although they had always engaged in countless overt and covert struggles with the Chongming Sect, this Demonic Sect.
But they had never imagined that this Chongming Sect, at its core, would act with such deep demonic nature!
Yes, Su Lijing was magnanimous to an abnormal degree, but let’s not talk about him for now.
Instead, it was this Pei Ling, so young, yet already so deeply imbued with demonic nature, acting so wantonly and recklessly. If he could not be eliminated as soon as possible, he would likely become a major hidden danger for the Righteous Path in the future!
Thinking of this, all the high-level Cultivators of the Righteous Path simultaneously stared at Pei Ling.
At this moment, Su Lijing’s brow furrowed slightly. The reactions of the Eight Sects… were all very wrong!
Once or twice might be nothing, but consistently like this, it was clear that something major he didn't know about must have happened!
Although he had just transmitted a message to Su Qianya, the Su Clan Head, and Old Ancestor Li, and neither of them had found anything, this didn't necessarily mean there was no problem.
With a slight shift in his thoughts, Su Lijing immediately decided to quickly complete the Dao Companion Ceremony for the Saint and Saintess, and then personally investigate what exactly had happened during his seclusion!
Thus, he immediately transmitted a message to the Li Clan outside the hall: “Where is the Saintess? The Saint has arrived, why has the Saintess not yet come?”
Chapter 684: Taoist Companion Ceremony. (Additional chapter for the leader "Story of the Starry Sky", 3/3)
Chapter 684: Dao Companion Ceremony. (Added for Alliance Master “The Story of the Stars”, 33)
The Li Clan members were stunned and quickly replied via spiritual transmission, “Replying to Sect Master, the Saintess is still getting ready…”
“We Cultivators, why should we be fixated on mere appearances?” Su Lijing transmitted indifferently, “Moreover, both the Saintess and Saint are exceptionally beautiful, a perfect match. There’s no need for excessive adornment; it would only diminish their true charm… Please ask the Saintess to come quickly, so the guests don’t have to wait long.”
Under his urging, a moment later, Li Lieyue, in her grand and luxurious attire, entered Mu Yi Hall surrounded by many.
Li Lieyue rarely dressed up. Pei Ling had only ever seen her in a black gauze dress with hair reaching her waist. Today was the first time he saw her so elaborately dressed.
The Chongming Sect Saintess had her long hair styled into a high bun, adorned with a Saintess’s crown, and a pair of crimson gold half-moon cloud-patterned jade hairpins with strings of pearls dangling by her temples.
On her fair, jade-like face, light makeup was applied, with a hint of faint blush on her cheeks, like the beginning of infatuation, a maiden’s spring heart, adding a touch of the Dao Companion Ceremony’s festivity to her cool and distant demeanor.
Her usual black gauze dress was replaced by a luxurious blood-red gown.
This intricate and extravagant gown, woven with gold and strung with pearls, was truly priceless, further highlighting Li Lieyue’s graceful and radiant beauty, shining like spring blossoms.
Seeing that both the Saint and Saintess had arrived, Su Lijing, who had matters on his mind, no longer delayed and immediately ordered the ceremony to begin.
The Dao Companion Ceremony’s process was not complicated, very similar to a Mortal wedding ceremony.
However, Cultivators do not necessarily revere Heaven and Earth, especially those of the Demonic Path.
Therefore, the first bow was not to Heaven and Earth, but to the Great Dao.
The second bow was also not to Elders, but to the Sect for the grace of entering the Dao.
The third bow, however, was identical to that of Mortals: a mutual bow between Dao Companions, symbolizing that from now on, they would walk the Great Dao together, help each other, and share hardships.
Both Li Lieyue and Pei Ling had been briefed on this process on their way here.
Now, the two slowly walked across the long carpet specially laid out for them, to the open space below the imperial steps. Following the chant master’s prompt, they first turned towards the hall entrance and bowed to the heavens: “First bow to the Great Dao, thanking the Great Dao for its favor, allowing us to escape the multitude of living beings and enter the path of cultivation.”
Both the Saint and Saintess were in splendid attire, their expressions solemn, as they adjusted their robes and bowed.
Li Lieyue felt a rare surge of joy, a feeling she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
Her peripheral vision caught Pei Ling beside her, and her lips involuntarily curved into a slight smile.
Junior Brother Pei… had never disappointed her.
When they first started out, it might have only been for mutual benefit, but after spending this time together, it was impossible to say there were no feelings at all.
Now that they were finally becoming Dao Companions, in the long journey of cultivation ahead, they would walk hand in hand, sharing thousands of years…
While her mind was filled with thoughts, Pei Ling was also thinking that he wouldn’t tell Senior Sister Li about his matter with the Sect Master’s wife.
Although the feeling at the time was indeed worth savoring, Senior Sister Li was not bad either…
Taking advantage of everyone’s attention being on the new couple, Su Lijing, seizing a moment from his busy schedule, transmitted a message to Si Hong Qingyan, “What gifts have you prepared for the new couple?”
Si Hong Qingyan sneered and ignored him.
Su Lijing frowned, sighing inwardly.
During his seclusion, Si Hong Qingyan had become increasingly narrow-minded.
Even for such a significant event as the Saint and Saintess becoming Dao Companions, she was stingy with a gift. It was truly…
Su Lijing was too lazy to continue advising his wife, whose Heart-Nature was so fragile. He directly transmitted orders to his subordinates: “Open my private treasury, take out the deeds for two more ore veins, the deed for one Class A Immortal Cave, and the deeds for three medicine farms. Also, take some of the Heaven And Earth Treasure that I don’t need for my cultivation. Quickly package them up. Later, present them in the name of the Madam as congratulations to the new couple.”
While arranging this, he glanced at Pei Ling and nodded slightly. This Pei Ling’s magnanimity was good.
Last time, he had suffered quite a loss due to his will being manipulated, yet now he seemed to bear no grudge, his words and actions open and straightforward, not holding any resentment at all.
Such a Heart-Nature was what it took to achieve great things.
Soon, the new couple’s bows were complete, and the ceremony concluded.
They then moved to the area below the imperial steps to pay respects to the Sect Master and his wife, as well as the high-ranking Cultivators.
Su Lijing immediately smiled, clapped his hands, and laughed, “Good! Good! Since you are Dao Companions today, from now on you shall be as one, sharing hardships. You should be considerate of each other and achieve longevity together.”
After a few words of encouragement, the new couple listened respectfully, then bowed in thanks.
Su Lijing then ordered two sets of congratulatory gifts to be brought: a total of five ore veins, three Immortal Caves, three medicine farms, six beast enclosures, twelve cities, and numerous Heaven And Earth Treasure.
He said they were his and Si Hong Qingyan’s contributions.
Li Lieyue was not surprised by this. After all, given her background, her current status, and her future position as the quasi-Sect Master, the Sect Master and his wife’s gifts could not possibly be meager.
Pei Ling, however, was completely relieved.
Very good. Si Hong Qingyan seemed to hate him to the core, but she still prepared so many gifts, which showed that the Sect Master’s wife also didn’t want to make things awkward for everyone.
Indeed, his own experience was too limited. Such matters truly weren’t worth making a fuss over.
Thinking this, he became even more composed and casual, bowing with Li Lieyue to express their thanks: “Thank you, Sect Master! Thank you, Madam!”
Immediately after, under the Sect Master’s introduction, they greeted the high-ranking Cultivators from the Eight Sects one by one. The Cultivators, not receiving the greetings for free, each temporarily gathered a substantial gift from their storage bags and bestowed it upon them.
After these greetings were concluded, the celebratory banquet was almost ready. At the Sect Master’s command, numerous beautiful maidservants entered in a continuous stream, serving platters of delicacies to the guests.
At the same time, the sounds of string and wind instruments rose, and dancers and singers entered, quickly making the entire Mu Yi Hall lively.
The new couple had no time to return to their seats before each was handed a cup of spirit wine and began to toast everyone one by one.
The first toast, naturally, was to the Sect Master and his wife.
Su Lijing smiled, happily drank it all in one gulp, and then casually gave the new couple two portions of Heaven And Earth Treasure. The Eight Sects Cultivators watched, astonished, their expressions all strange. The spirit wine specially served to distinguished guests of Chongming Sect went down cup after cup, yet they tasted nothing.
Si Hong Qingyan, however, held her wine cup, looking at the perfectly matched new couple before her, her face like a pile of frost and snow, radiating coldness, remaining motionless for a long time.
Su Lijing noticed this, frowned deeply at the Sect Master’s wife, and smoothed things over, saying, “My wife had a cultivation deviation a few days ago, and is now a bit overwhelmed by alcohol. Please forgive her.”
At the same time, he transmitted a message, urging her, “In this kind of setting, don’t be willful. Drink it!”
Everyone listening and watching was utterly shocked.
There was a moment of Stalemate, and then, Si Hong Qingyan suddenly raised her wine cup and, with a tilt of her head, drank it all in one gulp!
Seeing this, Su Lijing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say a few more polite words to ease the atmosphere. Who knew that, the next moment, Si Hong Qingyan abruptly stood up and, under everyone’s gaze, walked away without a word!
Su Lijing immediately frowned, then apologized, “Everyone, I am truly sorry. My wife’s injuries have had a bit of a backlash, and she needs to leave quickly to heal… Please forgive any impropriety.”
The Eight Sects Cultivators were by now somewhat accustomed to the Chongming Sect Master’s magnanimity and all appeared very composed: “Sect Master, please feel free to do as you wish. No harm, no harm.”
Su Lijing nodded slightly, having no desire to linger. He immediately said, “Since the Saint and Saintess have completed the ceremony, they are now Dao Companions. They should work together with one heart and advance hand in hand…”
After a few words of encouragement, he said, “You may enjoy yourselves. I shall take my leave first, so as not to hinder the younger generation from having their fill.”
With that, his figure instantly vanished from his seat.
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