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Papa Songs words made a lot of sense. The main reason why Song Shuhang wanted to ‘show off’ in front of his family was to make them believe in the existence of ‘cultivation’.

Now, both Papa Song and Mama Song were in the process of believing. Their bodies had faithfully relayed the information that ‘cultivation is real’ to their brains, and their brains were slowly processing and confirming this information.

In this situation, there was no need for Song Shuhang to ‘show off’ again.

In fact, if Song Shuhang forcefully continued to ‘show off,’ it would only add

to the burden on the minds of Papa Song and Mama Song. At this point, what they needed was not more evidence, but some time to digest the information and think calmly.

Pavilion Master Chu agreed. “You can’t convince them all at once. Shuhang, since your parents have already started to accept it, you should give them some time to process it. Just stay quietly by their side, and when they have doubts, you can help clarify things.”

Song Shuhang had no choice but to temporarily suppress his desire to perform.

A while later, Papa Song and Mama Song sat side by side on the sofa.

Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen sat beside Mama Song.

Song Shuhang squeezed in next to Papa Song.

The virtuous lamia’s tail was coiled up and ‘sitting on the opposite side of the coffee table while she gazed at the ‘white lotus’ on the table.

Fairy Creation was pacing back and forth behind the sofa, and no one knew what she was doing.

Black-skinned Soft Feather was worried about affecting Song Shuhangs parents, so she quietly returned to the shadow of Song Shuhang.

“It suddenly feels a lot livelier,” Mama Song said… Besides, she finally noticed something. Her son had conjured girls like magic. Even the hair on his head emitted pleasant female voices.

This didn’t seem to be a bad thing, but it wasn’t necessarily a good thing either. Mama Song secretly glanced at Su Clan’s Sixteen and Soft Feather.

Papa Song rubbed his eyes and looked at the tail of the virtuous lamia.

“Dad, don’t resist reality,” Song Shuhang consoled him. Today, his parents’ worldview would collapse along with his.

It’s better to face it alone than together.

He had wanted to do this for a long time. Now that he finally had the chance to do it, he was super excited.

“Sixteen and Soft Feather, did you start practicing cultivation when you were young?” Mama Song pondered for a moment before asking.

“Yes, I’m a member of the Spirit River Su Clan,” Su Clan’s Sixteen nodded.

“I’m a member of Spirit Butterfly Island. Our Spirit Butterfly Island is an overseas immortal island with a good environment. Actually, I was planning to invite Senior Song to come with me to Spirit Butterfly Island to practice cultivation,” Soft Feather said with a smile.

“Invite Senior Song to Spirit Butterfly Island to practice cultivation?” Mama Song felt that there was a story behind this.

When Su Clan’s Sixteen heard this, her small face turned red. She had also invited Shuhang to join the Spirit River Su Clan before. However, the Spirit River Su Clan normally didn’t accept outsiders, so the method she used to invite him was quite unique. At that moment, she was too embarrassed to tell Mama Song about this invitation method.

“Did Sixteen also invite Shuhang?” Mama Song saw Sixteen’s face suddenly turn red. Her heart skipped a beat. She felt that there was hope here.

“Haha, haha,” Song Shuhang, who was standing at the side, suddenly laughed heartily.

His hearty laughter couldn’t hide his guilty conscience.

“Why are you smiling so strangely?” Mama Song stretched out her hand and patted Papa Songs thigh. At the same time, she understood that Su Clan’s Sixteen had indeed invited her son, and the story behind it might be even more profound.

Dong

When Mama Song slapped Song Shuhangs thigh, the sound of a large metal bell being slapped rang out. The sound was long and melodious.

Mama Song frowned.

“You have an iron plate in your leg?” Her hands hurt from the slap.

“No, Mom, don’t misunderstand,” Song Shuhang hurriedly waved his hand and said, “This is my protective divine art. I have practiced the Mutated Steel Hands Technique, the Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha, the Holy

Ape Dragon Power Technique, and the newly added Liquid Golden Body Technique. Therefore, my body is actually much harder than an iron plate now.”

Not only was it much harder than an iron plate, but the hardness of an iron plate wasn’t even worthy of comparison to Song Shuhang’s body! Pavilion Master Chu couldn’t help but say, “You’re really tough.”

“Is your whole body like this?” Mama Song asked.

Song Shuhang nodded. “Yes, they all have this level of defense. Some a_reas are even tougher.”

Niama Song didn’t believe it and stretched out her hand to twist Song

Shuhangs arm.

When she stretched out her hand to pinch Song Shuhangs arm, it felt as if she was pinching an iron arm.

“Do you believe me now?” Song Shuhang said.

“How will you get an injection when you’re sick?” Mama Song asked worriedly.

Was there a needle in this world that could penetrate Song Shuhangs body? What if he needed surgery? How would they cut open this iron body? A saw? Soft Feather comforted her. “Auntie, you don’t have to worry. When a cultivator is sick, they naturally have their own methods of treatment.”

“That’s right. I haven’t fully adapted to it yet.” Mama Song rubbed her eyebrows.

If her son had turned his entire body into a lump of iron for no reason, what would happen to their intimacy in the future?

Mama Song looked at Su Clan’s Sixteen and Soft Feather, who were beside her. The two young ladies had delicate skin and tender flesh… She had a headache.

Why would her son turn his body into a lump of iron for no apparent reason?

After thinking up to this point, Mama Song fiercely slapped Song Shuhangs arm.

The most annoying thing was that it was her hand that hurt.

Papa Song quickly rubbed his wife’s hand and suggested, “Don’t use your hands. Later, use a ruler. It won’t hurt your hands.”

“Dad, are you for real?” Song Shuhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Let’s get down to business… Shuhang, since you’ve confessed to us about ‘cultivation,’ do you have any plans for the next step?” Papa Song asked.

His worldview had nearly collapsed, and he was starting to rebuild it.

“Yes, 1 wanted to take advantage of the global changes to confess to you about ‘cultivation,’ so that it would be easier for you to accept. After that, I want to transfer all of you to the world of the golden lotus in the scholarly faction. In the coming period, the myriad worlds will probably be in turmoil. I’ll feel more at ease after I transfer you to the world of the golden lotus,” Song Shuhang nodded.

“So, you mean we’re moving?” Mama Song tried to calm herself and asked.

“At least for eight to ten years, and possibly even a hundred years or a thousand years,” Song Shuhang said.

“A hundred years?” Papa Song raised his eyebrow. “A thousand years?”

“Yes, even though I can’t solve your ‘cultivation’ problem at the moment, with my current methods, extending your lifespan by a thousand years is not a problem,” Song Shuhang said confidently.

Papa Song was speechless.

That’s right, since ‘cultivation’ was involved, extending one’s lifespan was a given.

“When are we moving?” Mama Song asked.

“I’ve requested a batch of spots from the scholarly faction… So, if you feel it’s necessary, we can bring some of our family members to the scholarly faction in the next few days,” Song Shuhang replied.

This was also the reason why he had told Soft Feather that he might stay in Wenzhou City for a few days..