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Song Shuhang couldn’t help but feel stunned.

He was overcome by a textbook case of guilty conscience. After all, he had just ingested a life into his body, and Mama Song had suddenly broached the topic without any prior warning.

Out of sheer reflex, Song Shuhang found himself momentarily taken aback.

If he hadn’t been aware of how peculiar the concept of ‘self-pregnancy’ was and if he hadn’t known that his mother’s imagination couldn’t possibly stretch to such levels—he would have thought that there was some kind of telepathic connection between him and his mother!

“It’s nothing, Mom, you’re overthinking it,” Song Shuhang replied in a hushed tone after regaining his composure.

Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen were both seated in the living room. Being cultivators, their hearing was exceptional. Mama Song had pulled her son aside and whispered to him, but Su Clan’s Sixteen and Soft Feather in the living room had caught every word.

Mama Song sighed and regarded her son with a complex expression… How could he have been so visibly guilty if he hadn’t done something wrong?

Song Shuhangs astonishment had been too evident, so even without the ability to read faces, Mama Song could sense that something was amiss.

“Tell me, don’t keep it hidden. Was it that long-legged Soft Feather? Or is it Su Clan’s Sixteen, the girl you brought back this time?” Mama Song inquired in a hushed tone once more.

She and Papa Song held more conservative views on such matters. They didn’t object to their children being in a relationship, but they hoped that their children wouldn’t engage in certain acts of bedroom violence before marriage. They wished for their children to follow their example. They fell in love and then got married and stayed committed to each other for life.

However, if an accident had indeed occurred, Mama Song hoped to find a solution that satisfied both parties and their parents. She didn’t want to evade responsibility. When the girl’s parents inevitably expressed their anger, she hoped to do her best to mollify them with sincerity.

What concerned her was whether Song Shuhang was afraid of taking responsibility. The more he tried to conceal it, the worse the situation would become.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

“If you can’t tell me, I’ll speak to those two girls myself,” Mama Song said with a sigh when she noticed her son’s reticence. “After all, you brought them here, so you should have mentally prepared yourself, right?”

Song Shuhang was still speechless.

Niom, would you believe me if I told you it was all a coincidence?

Pavilion Master Chu, his fellow daoist stone tablet, the virtuous lamia, Fairy

Creation, and the Scarlet Heaven Sword within him, along with the invisible White Dragon on Sixteen’s neck in the distance, all seemed to be sipping tea and watching the spectacle.

Pavilion Master Chu sighed with a hint of amusement and employed the group voice transmission magical technique to convey her sentiments. “Even though Shuhang isn’t foolish enough to confess to his parents that he’s pregnant, the plot has reached this stage. Fate is truly wondrous. I can’t help but marvel at the twists and turns of destiny.”

“Now, how will he respond to his mother? Let’s wait and see!” Daoist Stone Tablet, acting responsibly as a magic tool, prepared to record this scene and send a copy to his master, Senior White of the main world.

In the shadows, the eyes of the black- skinned Soft Feather suddenly lit up. She sent a voice transmission to offer a suggestion, “Senior Song, shouldn’t you seize this opportunity to reveal the truth about ‘cultivation’ to your parents?” She felt it was an ideal moment. “Why don’t you use the topic of

‘pregnancy’ as an entry point to confess about ‘cultivation’ to your parents?” “Have you considered it?” Mama Song asked while gazing at her watch.

In the living room, Papa Song and his wife, who were connected telepathically, began to warmly entertain Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen. They even prepared the tea leaves Song Shuhang had left for them. Meanwhile, Papa Song discreetly observed the expressions of the two young ladies.

Soft Feather held the teacup and took a delicate sip.

“Yes, that’s the name of this tea,” Papa Song smiled.

Soft Feather nodded proudly and said, “Yes… I’m the one who stir-fried these tea leaves.’

She had once stir-fried a batch of Spirit Green Tea leaves and secretly sent a portion to Senior Song. The tea leaves bore the flavors of Spirit Butterfly Island’s soil and water, as she had stir-fried them herself.

The spiritual energy imbued within the Spirit Green Tea would naturally differ depending on the planting location.

“l didn’t expect my tea-frying skills to be this good,” Soft Feather praised herself after taking another sip of the spirit tea. She believed her tea-frying skills had reached the same level as her father’s!

Papa Songs interest was piqued upon hearing this. These tea leaves were stir-fried by this Miss Soft Feather?

Su Clan’s Sixteen blinked her eyes.

She had once given Song Shuhang a large bottle of fasting pills, but she hadn’t considered bringing spiritual items that ordinary people could use. She made a mental note of this.

The spiritual energy imbued within the Spirit Green Tea would naturally differ house for her everyday life.

She quietly turned her head to look at Song Shuhang.

It wasn’t just the pendants on Song Shuhangs body. Sixteen was also very curious about how Song Shuhang would respond.

In the kitchen, Song Shuhang contemplated for a moment and reached a decision.

He thought that the suggestion from black- skinned Soft Feather was excellent. Since he intended to reveal the truth about ‘cultivation’ to his parents, he should use this opportunity to confess everything.

Of course, he couldn’t use the concept of ‘pregnancy’ as a starting point. It was too sensational, even for cultivators.

Therefore, he would first tell his parents about ‘cultivation’ and then gradually steer the conversation to his accidental ‘pregnancy’ and take control of the topic.

“Very well, it’s settled!” Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Seeing that her son had finally made up his mind, Mama Song pulled him into the kitchen.

“You’re here early. Have you had breakfast?” Mama Song inquired.

“I’ve already eaten at the Confucian faction,” Song Shuhang replied with a nod. “Ru Family Hotel? Did you stay together last night?” Mama Song asked softly.

“No, it wasn’t a hotel,” Song Shuhang shook his head. “Let me explain everything from the beginning.”

“Alright… I’ll prepare some snacks. Tell me while I work,” Mama Song said.

Song Shuhang pondered for a moment and said, “Mom, I’m sure you’ve noticed the changes in the world outside, right?”

“What does that have to do with your ‘pregnancy?” Mama Song asked.

Song Shuhang nodded.

The changes in the outside world were a result of the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, and the reason for his ‘pregnancy’ was also linked to the Heavenly Dao. It was due to the lingering influence of a Dao Artifact left behind by the Heavenly Dao.

“So, are you finally admitting to being ‘pregnant?” Mama Song asked.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

It was indeed a trap.

“Tell me, which young lady is responsible for this?” Mama Song wiped her hands and asked.

The conversation had circled back to its initial point..