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Chapter 2909: Don’t They Smell Nice?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I leveled up too quickly. I was just about to cultivate our feelings for each other, but I accidentally reached Rank 8,” Song Shuhang replied.

Two months ago, when he was still at the Seventh Stage Realm, Song Shuhang was prepared to listen to the advice of the three-eyed young senior and stay at the Seventh Stage Realm for a while longer. He wanted to carefully study the “illusory reality” function and lay a solid foundation for his future advancement to the Ninth Stage Realm and condensing his path to immortality.

However, even though he had used all his strength to grind his way through the Seventh Stage Realm, he still didn’t last more than a month before he advanced to the Eighth Stage Realm and graduated from the “fake Profound Sage.”

He didn’t even have the time to warm up his feelings…

“The life of a cultivator is either cultivation or seclusion. Sometimes I’m in seclusion, and sometimes she is. After all, only those who can endure loneliness can become big shots among cultivators,” Song Shuhang added.

“Are you serious?” asked Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.

Ever since I followed Lord White’s orders to accompany you to the ends of the world, I’ve never seen you go into seclusion for more than a month like a real cultivator!

Mama Song was speechless.

She looked at her son, at the beauties hanging on his body and beside him, and suddenly a feeling of disappointment welled up in her heart.

Can’t this monkey look at the rich human resources around him?

There were three beauties hanging on his body: Fairy Creation, the virtuous lamia, and the fairy who was hugging her son’s neck intimately.

There was even a black-skinned Soft Feather hiding in the shadows.

It was said that even the hair on his son’s head was a peerless beauty.

Even the claw on her shoulder sounded like the voice of a fairy. According to Mama Song’s recent understanding, as long as it was a fairy, it was basically a beauty.

Next to him, look at Black Panther’s original body, Miss Soft Feather. Isn’t her leg long?

Also, wasn’t Su Clan’s Sixteen, who had gone to Wenzhou City’s Baijing Street home with Soft Feather, a delicate girl?

Then, he looked at the White Bone Immortal Fairy on the other side. Wasn’t her waist thin?

So many fairies, which one of them didn’t smell good?

Even his son’s senior, Immortal Bai, was a top-notch beauty.

Of course, Immortal Bai didn’t count as a “beauty.” Mama Song simply wanted to pull her over to evaluate her looks. If Mama Song didn’t have Papa Song in her heart, she might not have been able to control herself when facing Immortal Bai.

With so many resources, couldn’t his son become a steel point?

But as she thought about it, Mama Song started to worry.

As an old mother who hated iron for not being able to live up to her expectations, she realized that even if she wanted to become a sensible and kind parent and wanted to give her son an assist, it was not easy.

His mother wanted to help him, but she didn’t know how to help him or which department to send him to.

Moreover… she wondered if the fairies would mind their sterilized monkeys now.

After all, giving birth was a very important part of life. Becoming a mother and father was a very precious life experience. Especially for cultivators with long lifespans, giving birth was a very precious experience.

Now that his monkey was sterilized, she wondered if the fairies would dislike him.

The more elements she imagined, the colder Mama Song’s heart became.

Why don’t Papa Song and I work harder and give birth to a male monkey after we give birth to our daughter?

Mama Song felt that her body was getting younger and younger… It shouldn’t be a problem to have another one.

Song Shuhang looked at his mother, who was suddenly distracted, with a puzzled expression.

Why did she get distracted as she chatted?

Were they all infected by Senior White?

Song Shuhang quietly observed Senior White from the corner of his eye.

“Why are you looking at me? Oh, are you leaving?” Senior White suddenly raised his head and asked sharply. Senior White’s talent allowed him to capture all gazes that were directed at him, regardless of whether they were kind or malicious.

“It’s almost time to go. After we arrive in Wenzhou City, we still have to decorate the house for the seniors in the group to use during the new year,” Song Shuhang nodded and replied.

“Alright, I’ll open the door,” Senior White nodded.

On the other side, Mama Song’s heart skipped a beat when she heard the word “New Year” and she recovered from her daze.

She turned her head and exchanged glances with Papa Song.

‘The New Year is a good opportunity… Take advantage of the New Year to pay attention to your son and see if there are any resources that can help him. Also, see if there are any fairies who don’t mind your son being sterilized.’ Mama Song winked at Papa Song and hinted.

Papa Song and Mama Song were already telepathic. When Mama Song raised her eyebrows, he knew what she meant.

He nodded slightly at Mama Song. This New Year was an opportunity.

At that time, he would carefully observe the details of Song Shuhang’s actions and analyze who he could send to assist him!

The husband and wife who were worried about their son nodded tacitly.

The husband sings and the wife follows.

Song Shuhang also keenly looked at his parents… As a Tribulation Transcender with Three Separations, he could acutely sense that his parents were plotting against him.

This was the ability of someone who had truly entered the threshold of the “Big Boss.” Within a certain range, as long as someone had the idea of plotting against him, the big shots would be keenly aware of it.

Some of the top big shots would even sense it at the first moment when someone mentioned their saint name in the myriad worlds. It was terrifying!

Song Shuhang, who was a weak Immortal, could be considered a big shot at the entry-level in terms of realm.

[I have to pay attention to my parents’ little tricks later and see what they’re up to,] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Next to him, Senior White stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the void, opening the spatial gate leading to Wenzhou City’s Baijing Street.

“When we pass through the Dimension Portal, we will feel a little weightless. Dad, hold on tight to me,” Song Shuhang said to his parents.

The group pulled their luggage and entered the Dimension Portal.

“Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, please wait!” At this moment, a gentle and heavy male voice sounded behind him.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw Senior Daoist who had once given him the fragment of the “largest toilet in the Heavenly City.” Right now, this toilet was still continuously sending immortal-level golden kola fertilizer to the spirit plants in Song Shuhang’s Inner World.

Senior Daozi was no longer dressed in a decadent manner. Dressed in a scholarly outfit, he was handsome and had the dignity of an elder brother. He was both a teacher and an elder brother—there was no mistake about it. It was a style that Song Shuhang couldn’t envy.

“Senior Daozi, you’re here too,” Song Shuhang greeted him with a smile.

“The New Year is coming. You don’t plan to spend the New Year in the scholarly faction, so I wish you a happy New Year in advance.” After Daozi went up, he first took out a red packet and handed it to Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song.

When Song Shuhang received the red packet with both hands, he deeply felt the warmth of the scholarly faction!

This wasn’t just a red packet, it was warmth! Even if it wasn’t a large box of spirit stones, the weight of their friendship was heavy!

Seeing the excited Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, Daozi was also somewhat puzzled. How could a small red packet make Tyrannical Song so happy?

This was the first time he had seen the effect of using a person in a formal dress so well.