Song Shuhang: "..."
Actually, Mom Song's worry was completely unnecessary. Although Song Shuhang hadn't yet advanced to Eighth-Grade Profound Sage, his body had been continuously strengthening, and he was already only a paper-thin step away from "sterilization."
Even though he hadn't been completely sterilized yet, having children was already extremely difficult.
In fact, it wasn't just Song Shuhang. Even a normal Seventh-Grade Venerable would find it extremely difficult to have offspring. They would need various methods to increase the chances of pregnancy, followed by years of effort, before they could conceive.
Song Shuhang swiped his hand through the air, chuckled, and replied: [Mom, it'll be a long time before the little one in my belly can be born. She's only just been conceived, so she'll need at least ten months of pregnancy before she can enter the world. So don't worry. For now, there's no need to take precautions against premature birth.]
He of course knew what Mom Song's text had really meant, but he just wanted to be cheeky. He had to reply to her like this.
The joy of being cheeky was addictive.
"Let's go, Sixteen, Soft Feather." Without waiting for Mom Song to reply again, Song Shuhang put away his phone and opened the entrance to the Core World.
Behind him, Su Clan's Sixteen tugged hard on White Dragon Sister and plunged headfirst into the Core World. There was no need to mention how good cultivators' eyesight was; with an inadvertent glance, she happened to see Mom Song's earlier reply.
White Dragon Sister rolled her eyes and began seriously considering Chu Dull Hair's earlier suggestion... Should she have Song Shuhang use the evil technique Mutated Hair-Growth Technique on her, turning her body into a ball of fur? Otherwise, if Sixteen kept tugging her around like this, she