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As soon as Li Yanran's message was sent in the group chat, her friends immediately offered their congratulations in unison, while only Wang Zhiheng breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wang Zhiheng: That's great! Yanran, what law have you comprehended?

Seeing her partner asking, Li Yanran didn't keep him in suspense and replied with a smile.

Li Yanran: The Law of Illusion and Reality.

Upon seeing this answer, Chu Xiaonan immediately followed up with more questions out of curiosity.

Chu Xiaonan: The Law of Illusion and Reality? What kind of law is that? I've never heard of it before.

Not only him, but also Qin Le and the others were curious about this law of illusion and reality, and a string of question marks appeared in the group chat.

Li Yanran smiled and continued typing.

Li Yanran: Well, it's not easy to explain clearly in words. Let's all get together tomorrow, and I'll give you a live demonstration. You'll understand as soon as you see it.

Seeing her say that, everyone had no choice but to suppress their curiosity, agree on a time, and wait to witness it with their own eyes tomorrow.

Putting down her phone, Li Yanran was in a good mood. She then took out a piece of divine jade and infused it with a wisp of divine consciousness.

"Big brother, I have some good news to report—I've comprehended the laws!" Her tone was full of undisguised pride.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Li Wuyou's voice came from the jade, tinged with obvious disbelief and helplessness: "How long has it been? How could you possibly comprehend the laws so quickly? It's your future Daoist partner, Wang Zhiheng, who comprehended them. Why don't you tell him the good news?"

In Li Wuyou's view, there was absolutely no way that his younger sister, who loved to play and make a fuss since childhood and was not particularly diligent in cultivation, could have touched the threshold of the laws at the age of just over twenty.

If Wang Zhiheng had truly grasped the truth, he might believe it to some extent, though he still thought the possibility was slim.

"Hmph! You look down on me, don't you?" Li Yanran wrinkled her nose, not bothering to argue. "Try to sense it carefully."

As she spoke, she subtly transferred the wisp of the power of the Law of Illusion and Reality that she had just mastered through the connection of the Divine Jade.

Li Wuyou, on the other end of the jade tablet, fell silent the moment he clearly sensed that unique and real fluctuation of the law.

"This...how is this possible?!"

His voice was filled with disbelief and shock. The power of the laws cannot be faked; his sister had truly done it!

"Do you believe me now?" Li Yanran raised her chin slightly, looking smug.

"How...how did you do that?" Li Wuyou couldn't help but ask urgently.

He simply couldn't understand it!

Even with the resources of the celestial realm and guidance from renowned masters, it still took me nearly fifty years to barely comprehend the laws, which would have made me a genius in the celestial realm.

But how did my younger sister, living in a relatively resource-scarce mortal world, achieve this in her early twenties?

If he doesn't find out the truth, he'll really start to doubt his life and wonder if he's just too useless.

Hearing the shock and barely perceptible hurt in her brother's voice, Li Yanran knew she couldn't discourage him any further, so she honestly confessed, "It's all thanks to Qin Le; he's been 'preaching' to us."

"Qin Le is preaching?" Li Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, but then he was still puzzled: "That doesn't make sense! I occasionally hear seniors preaching in the Heavenly Realm, and I've even had the privilege of tasting the Enlightenment Tea, but I'm not as fast as you are!"

"But," Li Yanran blinked, her tone light as she uttered the key point, "Qin Le gives us lectures every two weeks. And... it's been going on for almost four years now."

"Every...every two weeks?! For four years?!" Li Wuyou's voice suddenly rose, then fell into a long silence.

He had planned everything, but he never expected it to be for this reason!

A sermon every two weeks?

What kind of divine frequency is this?!

In his two hundred years in the Heavenly Realm, the number of sermons he heard combined probably didn't equal the number his sister had heard in the past four years!

This is no longer just about resource allocation; it's practically like cultivating while sitting next to a fountain of Daoist energy!

After a long pause, Li Wuyou finally spoke, her voice dry and filled with envy and even a hint of...longing: "Um...sis, can we...can we switch places? Can I go listen to it too?"

He was incredibly envious of his sister's good fortune at that moment.

"Hehe, you wish~" Li Yanran laughed even more smugly.

"Never mind..."

Li Wuyou quickly stopped the conversation, afraid that if they continued, he would develop inner demons from envy and jealousy.

A Golden Immortal preaches once every two weeks?

This is an unimaginable luxury even in the heavens during wartime!

He quickly changed the subject: "So, according to you, that kid Wang Zhiheng... has also comprehended the laws?"

"Yes, the Law of Gold," Li Yanran said with a smile.

"Not bad." Li Wuyou's tone softened, tinged with a hint of relief: "It seems there's a good chance we can ascend to the Heavenly Realm before Mother emerges from seclusion."

Mentioning her mother, Li Yanran put away her joking mood and asked softly, "Big brother, how is Mother's injury now?"

"The recovery is going quite well." Li Wuyou's tone became serious. "In a few more years at most, he should be fully recovered and able to leave seclusion."

Their mother did not go into seclusion for cultivation or breakthrough, but more than ten years ago, she was unfortunately severely injured by a group of cunning traitors from the Three Realms, and had no choice but to enter a long period of seclusion to heal her wounds.

The key battlefield she originally guarded has become extremely fierce in recent years due to the loss of a Quasi-Saint, with people from the Heavenly Realm sacrificing themselves there every day.

"Big brother," Li Yanran's voice calmed, tinged with a hint of determination, "Now, can you tell me which traitors plotted against Mother?"

With her mother critically injured and on the verge of death, how could Li Yanran, as her daughter, not feel hatred?

However, when they were young, Li Wuyou kept the truth a secret to protect her.

It wasn't until she was sixteen that she noticed many strange things and pressed her for answers, at which point Li Wuyou had no choice but to tell her the truth.

However, Li Wuyou insisted on waiting until she had sufficient strength and comprehended the laws before revealing information about specific enemies.

The agreement has now been reached.

"Well..." Li Wuyou's voice revealed a strange helplessness, even a little...amusing: "Whether I say it now or not doesn't really matter."

"Why?" Li Yanran was taken aback.

"Because..." Li Wuyou said with a tone that was both avenged and somewhat amused, "Those guys... are basically all dead. Just recently, in order to seize those specially made Dharma bodies made by Qin Le, they all came out in full force, only to be outmaneuvered and killed by the Heavenly Realm's scheme. The masterminds and key members who plotted against my mother back then were all in there, not one of them escaped, and even their true spirits were completely annihilated."

"..." Li Yanran was speechless for a moment. She opened her mouth, but finally managed to utter only, "...Okay, never mind."

She knew she was not yet capable of avenging her mother herself, and her mother had never expected her daughter to take any risks.

But the enemy was wiped out in this way because of another matter...

This feeling left both her and her brother with mixed emotions, unsure of what expression to make.

The brother and sister chatted about everyday things, reminded each other to take care, and then ended the call. Li Wuyou was busy with official duties, and Li Yanran also needed to continue consolidating her newly comprehended laws.

On a whim, she waved to the husky in the yard that was happily chasing its own tail.

The husky ran over and nuzzled her hand affectionately.

A faint light flashed at Li Yanran's fingertips, and the unique power of the law of illusion and reality that constituted the husky's form was slowly withdrawn.

The next second, the lifelike husky seemed to lose its support and instantly melted into a pool of thick black ink, which dripped onto the grass with a splat and slowly seeped in.

Li Yanran looked at the ink stain without surprise. The husky was simply a temporary manifestation of the imagery in her painting, created using the principle of illusion and reality.

As the power of the law dissipated, it naturally returned to its most original essence—a pool of ink, or rather, the remnants of a painting.