"This..."
He Pingsheng immediately found himself caught between laughter and tears.
Good grief, you're his mother, a mighty Great Dao Lord in the dao origin realm, yet instead of teaching your own son, you want a mere Supreme Unity Golden Immortal like me to do it?
That's hardly appropriate.
Besides, would your son accept me?
"What?" Huiming asked. "You're unwilling?"
"I have no problem with it!" He Pingsheng smiled wryly. "Senior, you're a Dao Lord, while I'm only at the supreme unity golden immortal fifth layer. Even if your son takes me as his master, I'm afraid he won't take me seriously. Over time, he'll inevitably grow disrespectful, which will instead spoil his original intentions and achieve the opposite of what you want!"
"That isn't something I need to consider!" Dao Lord Hui Ming rose from her meditation cushion and straightened her plain Daoist robe a little. "He Pingsheng... because this son of mine is my youngest, I've been lax in disciplining him since childhood, which has led to his current lawless disposition!"
"Most people would find it difficult to win his respect!"
"Wait a moment. I'll go fetch him!"
He Pingsheng could only marvel!
You're his mother, yet you're actually going to fetch him yourself?
Couldn't you just summon him with a word?
"All right..." Though he grumbled inwardly, He Pingsheng remained very respectful on the surface.
After Great Dao Lord Hui Ming left, He Pingsheng stood on no ceremony and put away both clumps of merit, one large and one small.
About an hour later, the woman finally dragged a man into the Daoist Grounds.
He Pingsheng hurriedly rose from his meditation cushion, a flash of golden light passing through his eyes.
He saw straight through the cultivation of the man before him.
Human Race!
Eighth Grade Fortune