Seeing this, Pei Ling was deeply puzzled. He was using [Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust, Fear Me as Heaven] to help Si Hong Miaoli improve her foundation and potential. He and Si Hong Miaoli should have been the ones celebrating.
So why did it feel as though this True Immortal Will was even happier than the two of them?
As he wondered, Si Hong Miaoli hadn't forgotten Pei Ling's earlier instructions. She immediately bowed and said, "This junior is Si Hong Miaoli, disciple of Immortal Pei."
"May I ask Senior Mo, how should a Dao Integration Cultivator obtain an equivalent law?"
Princess Zhuangshu calmly looked toward Si Hong Miaoli, but before she could speak, Pei Ling angrily scolded, "Miaoli! How many times have I told you how a Dao Integration Cultivator can obtain an equivalent law?"
"Why can't you remember?"
"Anyone who didn't know better would think that I, your master, hadn't taught you anything!"
Si Hong Miaoli looked fearful and aggrieved. She said cautiously, "Master... Master has naturally taught this disciple everything, but your lessons are too abstruse and complicated. This disciple is dull-witted and can never remember them."
"I have often heard Master say that Immortal Friend Mo is learned beyond compare, generous to a fault, and especially fond of protecting the younger generation. That is why I dared to ask for guidance."
"Please calm your anger, Master!"
Pei Ling furrowed his brow and scolded her again. "Your cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul stage. How could you possibly understand the equivalent laws of the Dao Integration Stage?"
"Even if Immortal Friend Mo does surpass me in certain ways, he still couldn't teach you."
At this, Princess Zhuangshu frowned slightly. It was only an equivalent law. If she wished, she could explain it clearly enough to