The silver-faced man extended his right hand, and the child at the bottom of the pit flew into his arms.
The child, who had been wailing bitterly, suddenly stopped crying and stared blankly at the silver-faced man while nestled in his embrace.
In response to this, the silver-faced man smiled. He pinched the child's cheeks with his hand and chuckled softly, "From now on, you'll be my son."
Immediately after, he vanished from the spot with the toddler in the bellyband, teleporting back to Immortal Scorching Ridge.
After their departure, the demon beasts gathered again.
At the foot of Immortal Emperor Peak, in front of a wooden hut.
"Why are you adopting another son?"
Li Huahun frowned, her expression seemingly laced with a touch of grievance.
Not far away, Li Linlang was cultivating. At this moment, Li Linlang looked just like a normal person, having grown a pair of arms, but her eyes were covered with a black cloth, resembling a cultivator undergoing austere practices.
