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Alternatively, could it be that this Mr. Songs Daoist name was shortened to something like ‘Dad’ in pronunciation, so Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was calling him by his Daoist name?

“How is that possible? Who would simply pronounce someone else’s Daoist name as ‘Dad’!”

If there really was such a Daoist name that took advantage of others, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

So, could this Mr. Song really be the father of Tyrannical Song?

But no matter how you looked at him, this Mr. Song appeared to be an ordinary person who had never cultivated… He was not a high-level expert who had experienced the trials of the cultivation world.

How could he possibly be the father of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song? After all, with Senior Tyrannical Songs strength and realm, he was undoubtedly an ancient giant who had cultivated for thousands of years.

Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing looked at Mr. Song in confusion.

Even if they racked their brains, they couldn’t figure out how this Mr. Song could become Tyrannical Songs father.

Song Shuhang noticed the confusion on the faces of the two young cultivators. He smiled and said, “Let me introduce you two to each other. This is my dad, my biological dad. The one next to him is my mom, also my biological mom.

You don’t have to doubt that.”

“It’s actually true, biological?” Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing looked at Nir. and Mrs. Song in shock. The disbelief was written all over their faces.

His parents were speechless.

Why did it seem so shocking to outsiders that their son was their biological child?

The husband and wife exchanged glances. It seemed that Song Shuhang was truly powerful in the cultivation world.

Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing were stunned for a moment, but they quickly regained their composure.

After all, they were already qualified to “leave the mountain.” Although they were still puzzled and shocked, they managed to calm themselves down.

“Greetings!” Eon Sea Scholar turned to Mr. Song and Mrs. Song and bowed.

“I’m Eon Sea Scholar, a disciple of the Book Sword Pavilion from the Overseas Immortal Islands. Greetings…” Wait a minute.

What should they call them?

What should Tyrannical Songs dad be called?

What should Tyrannical Songs mom be called?

Tyrannical Songs father? Daddy Tyrannical Song? Dad?

Tyrannical Songs mother? Tyrannical Songs mother? Mom?

It felt wrong no matter how they called them.

Eon Sea Scholar’s brain was working overtime. He needed to choose the most suitable form of address in the shortest time possible to address Senior Tyrannical Songs father and mother.

“Song Clan Patriarch!” Finally, an idea flashed in Eon Sea Scholar’s mind, and he found a suitable name. Then, he turned slightly to Mrs. Song and said, “Greetings, Patriarch Fairy Zhao!”

Song Family Patriarch Mr. Song: ” ! ! ! ”

Patriarch Fairy Zhao Mrs. Song:

Mr. Song was only forty-five years old this year, and yet he was given the title of patriarch… Nirs. Song was one year younger than him.

Normally, those with the title of patriarch should have their names engraved on the memorial tablet and be buried in the grave.

The couple glared at their son who was smiling foolishly on the side. It seemed that their son’s status in the cultivation world was definitely not as simple as just being a little famous.

On the side, Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen secretly chuckled.

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“I’m Daoist Nun Miao Qing, a disciple of Xiuyou Sect. Greetings, Song Clan Patriarch. Greetings, Patriarch Fairy Zhao.”

“No need to be so formal,” Mr. Song didn’t know how to face these two workers.

After the formalities, Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing secretly sighed in relief. At least they had passed the hurdle of addressing them. Then, the two young cultivators secretly glanced at Mr. Song and Mrs. Song.

Their minds continued to speculate about all sorts of possibilities.

“Could Senior Tyrannical Song possess a secret reincarnation technique? Did he use Mr. Song and his wife’s bodies for reincarnation in this life?”

“Or perhaps, Mr. Song and his wife are ancient beings who were sealed by Profound Sage Tyrannical Song in ice, and they were only recently unsealed?

To find a way out for their biological parents in this Great Era?”

Strange thoughts filled the minds of the scholar and Daoist nun.

The most powerful ability of humans was their imagination… Faced with something that was unreasonable but true, the human brain would automatically fill in the gaps and try to make it as logical as possible.

“Please, have a seat and rest. Explaining about my parents is a bit complicated, and you won’t believe it right away. But I can assure you that I am indeed their biological son.” Song Shuhang invited the two young cultivators and the lady with the pleasant voice to sit and rest.

The Daoist nun, scholar, and lady squeezed onto a two-seater sofa, trembling with trepidation.

Mr. Song and Mrs. Song sat down nearby.

“Don’t be worried. My parents haven’t started cultivating formally yet, so if you’re too nervous, they’ll hold back. Come, let me give you a welcome gift.” After saying this, Song Shuhang reached out and pointed.

A layer of spatial ripples appeared behind him to reveal the exit to the Inner World.

Then, three saber lights flashed from the Inner World and landed in the hands of the Daoist nun, scholar, and lady.

It was Song Shuhangs ‘Coordinates Wooden Saber.’ The blade was made from the branches of the headless wooden body, and it bore a protective saber intent from Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, as well as the spatial imprint of the Magical Weapon Mirror.

Not to mention anything else, just the blade itself was a precious raw material for wood-type magic tools. Even if these sprouts were produced through spiritual power, their strength was still at the Fifth Stage.

For ordinary cultivators, the wooden saber itself was a precious treasure.

“This wooden saber was something I casually carved when I had nothing to do. It has a protective saber intent attached to it. It can protect you once in danger.” Song Shuhang introduced it.

At this moment, he unintentionally emitted the aura of a true senior. The more big shots he talked to, the more he became a big shot. It was like the logic of a good doctor.

“Thank you, Senior Tyrannical Song.” Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing quickly and carefully put away the wooden blade.

As expected of a great senior. Anything that flowed out from between his fingers was a treasure to small cultivators like them.

Also… The two of them had just noticed that the moment the spatial ripple behind Profound Sage Tyrannical Song opened, several terrifying auras surged out. Even if that aura only flashed for a moment, it made their bodies stiffen and they couldn’t help but tremble.

Thank you, Senior Tyrannical Song.” The lady with the pleasant voice also bowed. Although she was an ordinary person, she knew how precious this treasure was.

“How’s the condition of the fetus in my mother’s womb?” Song Shuhang casually asked.

“Senior Tyrannical Songs younger sister is in an excellent state. Under the influence of the great change in the world, she is in a positive state of evolution. With Senior Tyrannical Songs virtue and blessings protecting her, her birth will be safe and smooth.” Daoist Nun Xuan Qing hurriedly said.

“It’s a younger sister.” Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

“It’s a daughter.” Papa Song pinched his chin.

The father and son nodded in tacit agreement, their faces filled with satisfaction..