Su Clan Annual Meeting
At that moment, hidden beneath Song Shuhang's mask was a thoroughly bewildered expression—Su Clan's A-Si's single sentence contained a tremendous amount of information, and Shuhang's mind was responding with countless thoughts of its own.
[Why would he have anything to do with a topic like "researching a solution to Profound Sage Infertility"?] Could it be because of the Powerhouse Appraisal Technique he had used while lecturing on the Dao?
[And what exactly does Profound Sage Infertility mean?] Right, the accessories hanging from him and Senior White seemed to have mentioned something like this to him before. As cultivators' realms rose, the stronger they became, the harder it was for them to conceive the next generation.
At present, the record in the Nine Provinces Number One Group belonged to Senior Spirit Butterfly. When he had been at the Seventh-Grade Venerable Realm, he and his wife had conceived Soft Feather.
[Could it be that reaching the Eighth-Grade Realm meant becoming completely infertile?]
At this thought, Song Shuhang began to panic a little—he was currently at the Seventh-Grade Realm. Moreover, as his main body in the Artificial Small World continued absorbing that small world and fusing with the Primordial Era energy and data transmitted by Unknown White 1-33, his realm seemed to be accelerating wildly.
If he lost control of his realm and could not slam on the brakes, he might advance to the Eighth-Grade Profound Sage in a very short time. Would that make him truly infertile?
Song Shuhang furrowed his brows.
He thought of something important!
That was—why had the Confucian Sage researched Pregnancy Gaze back then?
Song Shuhang himself did not know why his train of thought had jumped to this point again. But since he was already thinking about it, he considered a possibility: when