Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2519

Chapter 2519: Dealing with the Unexpected

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Little Yinzhu’s condition is a result of thermal expansion and contraction,” Song Shuhang explained in a serious manner. “Due to a cold-related illness, her body undergoes changes in various age stages. When the cold air inside her surges, her body shrinks. Conversely, when the cold air is expelled, her body temperature rises, causing her to grow slightly. It’s a scientifically proven phenomenon.”

The last time he brought Li Yinzhu and Cherry back home, Li Yinzhu had maintained the appearance of a five or six-year-old. Her current appearance after expanding due to warmth must have triggered memories in Papa Songs mind.

However, their relationship during the previous visit home was different from the present, as they hadn’t yet confirmed their familial connection.

Papa Song was left speechless.

“Are you calling this thermal expansion and contraction?” Mama Song asked, somewhat surprised, as she reached out to touch Little Yinzhu, who was now in Su Clan’s Sixteen’s arms.

Such a remarkable phenomenon occurred right before their eyes—far more reliable than Song Shuhangs flying saber technique.

“Yes, I brought her and Cherry back home last time,” Song Shuhang added. “Moreover, due to suffering from a cold-related illness since childhood, Little Yinzhu has spent most of her life in slumber. As her condition worsened later on… the cold air would directly freeze her. So, in terms of personality, she’s almost indistinguishable from a child. In fact, she’s even more childlike than ordinary children.”

As Song Shuhang introduced the situation, he instinctively adopted the role of her late father, Daoist Priest Li Tiansu, his face radiating paternal love. “Wait a moment, could Cherry also be your son?” Mama Song suddenly raised her head and inquired.

Song Shuhang was bewildered.

“Mom, what are you thinking? Cherry’s family is still alive and well, and I don’t have the habit of adopting sons and daughters on the spot.” Song Shuhang couldn’t help but laugh at his mother’s imaginative ideas.

“What a pity,” Mama Song expressed her regret. “That little guy is quite cute.”

Song Shuhang was at a loss for words.

Mom, if you knew that he would secretly leave home and sell himself to human traffickers just to get rid of hemorrhoids, you probably wouldn’t find him cute anymore. That mischievous brat was exceptionally cunning. Not only did he run away from home, but he also brought two little girls with him.

Papa Song went to the room and fetched a blanket to hand it to Song Shuhang.

In some aspects, Papa Song was even more attentive than Mama Song.

Song Shuhang turned around and gently covered Little Yinzhu and Su Clan’s Sixteen with the blanket.

“How old is Little Yinzhu exactly?” Su Clan’s Sixteen lowered her head and looked at Li Yinzhu, who was in her arms, and secretly transmitted her voice to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang patted Su Clan’s Sixteen’s small hand with a smile and replied via voice transmission, “I don’t know her exact age, but when Little Yinzhu first met me, she was already at the Fourth Stage Realm and could control sword orbs.”

Little Yinzhu snuggled in Su Clan’s Sixteen’s arms and slightly furrowed her brow. In her deep sleep, she turned over again. The cold air surrounding her body was restrained, and her body rapidly shrank back to the size of a one-year-old.

At this moment, her tightly knit brow finally relaxed in satisfaction, and she contentedly nestled in Sixteen’s arms. She gazed longingly at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhangs time was running out.

No one could guarantee that Song Shuhang wouldn’t immediately advance to the Eighth Stage Realm and display his divinity in front of others, and then become completely sterile after a round of preaching.

Downstairs, Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing returned after bidding farewell to Master Ming Heng of the Longevity Sword Sect.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Profound Sage Su Shan holding another Eighth Stage expert in his arms—Ancient Sage Yinzhu!

Even though Ancient Sage Yinzhu had shrunk to the size of a baby, the effect of the Sage Seal was still evident.

Today, Senior Tyrannical Songs house could be described as a gathering of big shots.

But when did Ancient Sage Yinzhu arrive?

The appearance of another big shot made Eon Sea Scholar and Daoist Nun Miao Qing feel somewhat uneasy.

“Other than Yinzhu being your daughter, do you have any other surprises to share with us? Just spill it all at once,” Mama Song suggested.

“I no longer have a daughter, but… I have also taken in a few disciples,” Song Shuhang replied. “My second disciple, Chu Chu, is currently in the midst of her studies. She specializes in both sword techniques and Immortal Chefs. She is currently learning the Immortal Chef Secret Technique from a top-notch

Master Immortal Chef in the cultivation world. Once she completes her apprenticeship, I’ll bring her to meet you, and you can taste her cooking.”

“Chu Chu? I heard that not long ago, a fairy named Chu Chu came to Immortal Fairy Bie Xue to learn culinary arts. This person is actually Senior Tyrannical Songs disciple?” Eon Sea Scholar immediately noted this down.

Fairy Chu Chu would undoubtedly play a significant role in the future, and he must not offend her. Of course, this information had to remain confidential and not be easily leaked.

Song Shuhang continued, “Additionally, my third disciple had a mishap while transcending the tribulation and is currently undergoing regrowth.” “What about your eldest disciple?” Papa Song inquired.

Starting with the second and third disciples first left him feeling quite uncomfortable.

“My eldest disciple is far away but right here before us,” Song Shuhang laughed and waved his hand.

A cute little sparrow flew over and landed in his palm.

Papa Song: “???”

Mama Song: “???”

First disciple? Little Que ‘er?

“Little Cai greets the two Grandmasters,” the bird monster Little Cai flapped her wings and said handsomely.

This crisp and pleasant voice…

“Is Little Cai a girl?” Mama Song asked.

It seemed like Chu Chu, and now this Little Cai, both had names that sounded like girls’ names.

As a mother, her perspective was indeed quite intricate..