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In the living room, Soft Feather, who was sipping tea, struggled to stifle her laughter. Su Clan’s Sixteen also raised her teacup, lowered her head, and perked up her ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between Song Shuhang and his mother in the kitchen.

“Although I’m pregnant, it’s not the way you’re imagining it, Mom. Let me explain it step by step,” Song Shuhang said with a sigh from the kitchen.

Mama Song responded dismissively, “Don’t be so tedious. Just tell me who it is. I’ve been feeling quite youthful lately, so you don’t need to worry about me not being able to handle it. Don’t beat around the bush. Even if you describe a lengthy process, I have no interest in hearing it.”

Regardless of which mother it was, from Mama Songs current perspective, none of them would be interested in listening to their son’s nonsense. Discussing his love life could be postponed; right now, she only wanted to know the answer.

“I’m afraid that if I explain the process directly, you won’t be able to accept it,” Song Shuhang retrieved some ingredients from the fridge and handed them to his mother.

Mama Song frowned.

Her son was being evasive and refusing to disclose which girl had caused all this. Moreover, he had been repeatedly cautioning her, as if he believed she

couldn’t handle the truth.

From a rational standpoint, the answer seemed clear.

That’s right; if one were to think like a normal person, the answer was evident.

“Shuhang, bigamy is against the law in our country,” Mom Song frowned. To be honest, she had trouble accepting this possibility.

Song Shuhang was taken aback. “What?”

Mama Song discreetly glanced at the two girls in the living room.

Based on her son’s hints, the answer was… both of them.

She hadn’t expected her son to change so much in college. Not only had his appearance undergone a significant transformation, but his personality had changed as well.

Pavilion Master Chu couldn’t help but chuckle via the voice transmission function.

“Wait, Mom, can you not be so imaginative?” Song Shuhang hastily waved his hand.

Mama Song was momentarily stunned before letting out a sigh of relief.

If the two girls in the living room were pregnant, she truly didn’t know how to handle the situation. In such a case, she and Shuhangs father couldn’t express their sincerity to the parents of the two girls.

“Of course not. Neither Soft Feather nor Sixteen are pregnant,” Song Shuhang clarified.

“None? Then who is pregnant?” Mama Song rubbed her temples.

“It’s me.” Song Shuhang gazed at the sky in despair.

God only knew how the conversation had led to this point.

Originally, he had planned to steer the conversation toward the topic of ‘cultivation,’ take the initiative, and then elucidate various ‘because’ arguments. Finally, after giving his mother a psychological shock, he would admit that he was pregnant.

But the conversation had spiraled out of control and had progressed in leaps and bounds.

All the plans he had formulated were rendered useless.

“In the end, it all comes down to this.” The White Dragon’s body began to twitch.

“Wouldn’t it have been better to be honest from the start?” the sword remarked.

The kitchen fell silent.

Mama Song was at a loss for words.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

After a while, Mama Song rubbed her ears. “Who p s pregnant?”

“It’s me. You didn’t hear incorrectly. It’s me, myself,” Song Shuhang calmly stated.

“l don’t remember giving birth to a daughter.” Mama Song looked at her son.

“That’s why you definitely won’t be able to accept it. Now, do you want to hear me explain the process from the beginning to the end?” Song Shuhang calmly offered.

“Did you change your gender?” Mama Song inquired while trying to make sense of her son’s response based on her existing knowledge.

“l believe you’ve noticed the changes in the outside world,” Song Shuhang redirected the conversation, this time resisting his mother’s narrative rhythm. He shifted the topic to his own pace.

Mama Song nodded. “What does the outside world’s changes have to do with you?”

“Yes, about half of those changes are because of me,” Song Shuhang affirmed. When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, it was his fifth speech. Before that, the Heavenly Dao Ball had devoured his lower body, and then it collapsed.

Mama Song was rendered speechless.

How could she describe this feeling? Mama Song felt incapable of continuing the conversation with her son.

“Mom, you should’ve considered the changes in the outside world. There are ‘mysteries’ in this world, right?” Song Shuhang began to speak at his own pace and transitioned from the superficial to the profound.

“As for me, this year… To be precise, it was last year when I encountered these ‘mysteries’ related to cultivation.” After revealing this much, Song Shuhang couldn’t help but recall his first interaction with the Nine Provinces Number One Group and his initial excitement.

“In fact, the Spirit Green Tea I left at home, the unique ‘spring water,’ and the special rice stored at home are all extraordinary. You and Dad should be able to feel the changes in your bodies. It’s just that all this time, you haven’t considered it from that perspective,” Song Shuhang continued.

The living spring could extend one’s lifespan, and the spiritual rice and green vegetables could enhance one’s physical condition to a certain extent. This effect had already manifested in Papa Song and Mama Song.

Mama Song was speechless.

There was so much information that she didn’t know what to say.

However, upon careful consideration, she began to accept it to some extent, as she had indeed become much younger.

Previously, Song Shuhang had wisely used spiritual rice, spiritual tea, and the living spring as a foundation. It had been a very wise decision. With these elements acting as a buffer, Mama Song found it much easier to accept. But even so, she still found it surreal. It was as though she were in a dream.

“Well, there’s no evidence. I’m going to show you some evidence. Senior Chu, can you help me set up a barrier in my house?” Song Shuhang requested. Pavilion Master Chu was taken aback.

Niama Song glanced at her son’s hair in surprise. After pondering for a moment, she asked, “Are Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen not ordinary people either?”

In the past, she hadn’t given it much thought, but now, if she thought about it more deeply… the names of these two girls were different from those of ordinary people.

Song Shuhangs big heart had most likely been inherited from his mother.

Mama Song still felt like she was in a dream, but her mind had already started to calmly analyze some information. At the very least, it wasn’t crashing.

“Yes. Come to the living room,” Song Shuhang said. “I’ll show you and Dad something.”

“Wait. You’re not planning to use the City-level Lightning Palm, are you? If you’re going to use it in the house, I will need to add a ‘space’ type spell for defense.’

Song Shuhangs City-level Lightning Palm was enormous. If he used it in his room, Pavilion Master Chu would have to incorporate a spatial spell.

“Of course not,” Song Shuhang replied.

Afterward, in the living room, Mama Song and Papa Song sat side by side.

Song Shuhang stood in front of the television.

“Senior Song, start your performance,” Soft Feather rested her chin on her hands and chuckled..