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He wondered if he could discuss with Tyrannical Song and borrow the fragment of the ancient Heavenly City.

After talking with his junior brother and the other parents of the scholarly faction, Daozi got up and went to Song Shuhang’s place.

“If Tyrannical Song is really willing to lend the Heavenly City fragment, shouldn’t I prepare a gift for him?” Daozi thought seriously as he walked.

Confucians valued etiquette, so they naturally had to repay kindness.

“Just in time for the New Year, why don’t I give Tyrannical Song a red packet as a gift?” Daozi mused.

On the other side of the golden lotus world.

Song Shuhang, Senior White, Soft Feather, and a group of pendants helped his parents pack their things and prepare to return to Wenzhou City.

Mama Song had been looking good recently and was even enjoying her stay in the scholarly faction.

Mama Song had been worried that she wouldn’t be able to get used to staying in the scholarly faction, but after a few days, she couldn’t bear to leave.

“This place is really good,” Mama Song said to Song Shuhang.

Every day, the scholarly disciples would affectionately call her Fairy Zhao when they saw her.

Just like most men dream of being heroes, most women hope to be beautiful fairies forever.

After hearing the scholarly disciples call her “Fairy Zhao” every day, Mama Song, who was about to become a mother for the second time, felt as if she had become several years younger. She was just short of becoming an immortal.

“Your mother’s current state is like when I lived in Guangdong. Every day people called me Handsome, and gradually I lost myself,” Papa Song laughed.

“Uncle, when you were young, you must have been like Senior Song, a handsome boy,” Soft Feather said.

“Soft Feather, your words have helped me regain a little bit of confidence,” Song Shuhang continued—it should be known that every time he faced Goudan’s father, he would be despised for his appearance.

As time passed, Song Shuhang lost confidence in his looks.

Papa Song looked at his son… His son had indeed become more and more handsome recently. He had gradually lost the ordinary and good-looking genes of the Song family and was beginning to approach the handsome genes of his mother.

“Has the disaster outside been resolved?” Mama Song asked after preparing her luggage. When Song Shuhang sent them to the scholarly faction, disasters were happening all over the world.

“I’ve already cleaned up the evil disaster from before. Now, there’s only a small after-effect of the ‘abundant spiritual energy’ in the outside world. However, after the New Year, I still hope to bring you back to the scholarly faction and stay there for a while,” Song Shuhang replied.

At the very least, he had to wait until the Heavenly Dao competition was over.

“You don’t have to force yourself. You’ve already done very well,” Mama Song said.

Perhaps it was her mother’s intuition, but Mama Song felt that Song Shuhang seemed to have decided to do something, and it might be something very important.

Song Shuhang smiled. “Mom, don’t worry. I will never do something that I can’t do.”

In order to prevent his mother from continuing this topic, Song Shuhang took out the semi-human mechanical girl from his pocket and said, “Right, Mom, look… your granddaughter. To a certain extent, she is my biological daughter. Little Ling Xiao, call me grandma.”

Ling Xiao was the Chinese name that the mechanical blonde girl had given herself.

“Grandma,” the mechanical girl called out obediently.

The serious and obedient mechanical girl, coupled with her half-egg, half-human appearance, was lovable.

“Huh?” Mama Song asked.

Song Shuhang’s method of changing the topic was very successful.

When Mama Song saw the half-human mechanical girl, she suddenly had the urge to give her son a good beating. However, when she saw this obedient girl, she forcefully suppressed her emotions.

“What’s wrong with her?” Mama Song carefully took the mechanical girl and asked.

Song Shuhang replied, “Premature labor.”

Mama Song was confused.

“Speak like a human!” Papa Song said.

“The whole process is hard to describe in a few words,” Song Shuhang explained with a smile. “Her existence is very complicated. You can think of her as a mechanical alien creature, similar to the Transformers.”

Mama Song was speechless.

Saying it was equivalent to saying nothing.

She and Papa Song never dreamed that the first granddaughter of the Song family would make her debut in such a way… Moreover, she was born by her own son…

This complicated emotion was like a mixture of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, various seasonings, and various red, white, yellow, and blue drinks. The taste was really indescribable.

A month ago, Papa Song and Mama Song were just ordinary people. Now, every time they met their son, they had to endure a huge impact of information.

Even with their ancestral heart, the couple did not know how long they could last.

“Although Little Ling Xiao is very cute…” Papa Song dotingly took the robot girl from his wife’s hands and sighed from the bottom of his heart. “But your mother and I still hope that the next time we meet, you can tell us the good news that you’re getting married or that your lover is going to give us a granddaughter. You don’t have to give birth yourself.”

“Are you kidding me? I’ll only be nineteen years old after the New Year,” Song Shuhang said.

Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were speechless.

Immortal Fairy White Bones was speechless.

“Then tell us the news in a few years,” Papa Song was also a law-abiding man, so he followed good advice.

“It doesn’t exist,” Song Shuhang waved his hand. “It’s mainly because I’ve already been sterilized.”

Mama Song was speechless.

Papa Song was startled.

What are you saying to us so proudly? Sterilized?

“After reaching the Eighth Stage Realm, it’s almost impossible for cultivators to produce offspring,” Soft Feather explained to Papa Song and Mama Song. “It’s mainly because cultivators of the Eighth Stage Realm have already come into contact with laws and adapted to them. The nature of the law would affect the nature of a cultivator’s life. It was also because the laws that every cultivator comprehended were special and unique to themselves. Under the influence of the laws, the nature of a cultivator’s life will also become unique.”

“Soft Feather, can you describe it in a simpler way?” Mama Song said gently. If it was her son, she would have said something like ‘speak humanly.’ However, since she was explaining to Soft Feather, Mama Song had to treat her gently.

“Well, to put it simply, an Eighth Stage cultivator has evolved into another species. Moreover, because every Eighth Stage cultivator fused with different nomological laws, every Eighth Stage cultivator was a completely new species. The species are all different, so they can’t give birth to offspring,” Soft Feather explained.

“According to the understanding of ordinary people, it’s like in the process of evolution, some cells evolve into monkeys, some cells evolve into cats, and some cells evolve into fish. Naturally, they can’t give birth to offspring. If there is only one monkey in the world, it will be sterilized,” Soft Feather tried her best to make an analogy.

“Then, is it possible that two different cells coincidentally evolved into a monkey like Song Shuhang?” Mama Song asked expectantly.

“Hello, Mother Monkey,” Song Shuhang said. “I’m your monkey.”

Mama Song slapped her son’s head. Then, her palm hurt.

“It’s too difficult,” Soft Feather said. “Even if we carefully study everything about Senior Song and imitate him according to his trajectory before he advanced to the Eighth Stage Realm, we’ll still be able to find him. When an Eighth Stage comes into contact with laws, the success rate is close to zero.”

“As for Eighth Stage Profound Sages, there are only one or two in a thousand years,” Song Shuhang added.

Mama Song said, “There are only one or two in a thousand years, and you’re already in it?”

“After all, I am the first Sage in a thousand years,” Song Shuhang said.

“Have you ever thought of finding a girlfriend first?” the old mother said bitterly.