At these words, Si Hong Miaoli immediately stopped shouting and said quickly, "Reporting to the Immortal, this disciple is studying artifact forging. I want to forge an item that can contain laws, preferably one that I can use with my current cultivation."
"Therefore, I wish to request a hundred such artifact-forging blueprints."
Princess Zhuangshu did not answer at once. Instead, she closed her eyes and pondered for a long while. Only then did she open them, flick a finger, and send another stream of incomparably dense darkness into Si Hong Miaoli's brow.
Just as before, the cold surged like a tide, instantly swallowing her entire body.
A moment later, the chill receded. Si Hong Miaoli's mind now held a great many artifact-forging blueprints, all wondrously profound and exquisitely intricate.
After a brief daze, Si Hong Miaoli quickly came to her senses and immediately bowed. "Thank you, Immortal!"
With both the equivalent laws and the artifact-forging problem resolved, Pei Ling was very satisfied. He immediately stopped punishing Si Hong Miaoli and looked at her sternly. "Don't be so rude again!"
"If Immortal Friend Mo weren't so gentle and magnanimous, and willing to overlook the offense of a junior like you, your master would have punished you severely!"
Si Hong Miaoli obediently replied, "Yes! This disciple knows her mistake."
Princess Zhuangshu's expression remained unchanged as she said pleasantly, "It's all right. This is a trivial matter."
"If there are no other questions, Immortal Friend, you may begin."
Pei Ling nodded. His objective had been achieved, and he had no intention of wasting any more time. He said at once, "Immortal Friend, my disciple's cultivation is currently at the Nascent Soul stage. I don't need to return to the present world; I can simply use **[Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust, Fear Me