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Chapter 2508: No Comparison, No Harm

Soft Feather’s face was filled with excitement.

Su Clan’s Sixteen crossed her fingers and placed them on her thighs while looking a bit nervous.

Meanwhile, at this moment, Mama Song was still preoccupied with the inescapable topic of ‘pregnancy.’ As a mother, she was naturally more concerned about that matter.

On the other side, Papa Song had a puzzled expression beside his wife. He hadn’t heard the previous conversation between his wife and son, so he was unaware of what had transpired. But when he saw Song Shuhang standing in front of the TV with a serious expression, he guessed that his son intended to put on a show.

For some inexplicable reason, Papa Song suddenly had a premonition that his liver was aching.

It was even more painful than the time his son had driven home on a hand-guided tractor.

Papa Dad discreetly touched his chest and contemplated whether he should take some preemptive pills to address the ailment.

“So, what should we perform first?” Song Shuhang asked.

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet responded, “Just do something. Honestly, there isn’t much for you to showcase at the moment. You only possess the knowledge of a few spells.”

Papa Dad couldn’t help but glance at the small stone tablet hanging from his son’s waist. Was this some cutting-edge smart voice device? Was the Al really that advanced?

Pavilion Master Chu was left bewildered. “Regarding thunder techniques, aside from the Lightning Palm, you also have some knowledge of the Five-Blow-Thunderstruck, though you haven’t fully mastered it.

Five-Blow-Thunderstruck isn’t suitable for a home performance.”

“l also have a charging spell,” Song Shuhang added.

Pavilion Master Chu responded disdainfully, “Don’t embarrass yourself! Do you intend to use that insignificant spell to charge your parents’ phones?” Papa Song once again scrutinized his son’s hair.

If the small stone tablet pendant could indeed be a high-intelligence Al device, then what purpose did his hair serve? Was it an antenna?

Papa Song unease continued to mount. He turned to his wife.

His wife extended her hand and grasped his large hand, intertwining their fingers. “The outside world is evolving, so let’s embrace a more open-minded perspective.”

Papa Song held his wife’s hand tightly, and even the pain in his liver seemed to subside.

Song Shuhang reflected for a moment and then remarked, “In that case… Should I quickly demonstrate some of the minor spells I’m acquainted with?”

Having said that, he exhaled gently and activated the Lotus Blossoming Tongue, a skill he had mastered.

Beautiful white lotuses materialized out of thin air and floated in the void to emit a peculiar fragrance that triggered salivation.

Song Shuhang employed his mental prowess and extended his hand to gracefully present the white lotuses to his parents, Su Clan’s Sixteen, the White Dragon, and Soft Feather.

“Clap, clap, clap!” Soft Feather applauded lightly.

Papa Song caught the descending white lotus with a bewildered expression.

“It’s edible,” Su Clan’s Sixteen reminded him from the side.

“What?”

“These white lotuses are edible.” Su Clan’s Sixteen treated the white lotus as though it were a lollipop and gently licked it.

Papa Song took hold of the white lotus and then looked up at his son.

“What bizarre turn of events is this? Magic tricks? Wait a moment… Earlier, my wife mentioned that the outside world is changing. Has Shuhangs body also undergone a mutation?”

Papa Dad had viewed science fiction and fantasy movies depicting a changing world, genetic mutations leading to superhumans, and the emergence of superpowers.

“Next up is this,” Song Shuhang said while taking a step in midair.

Subsequently, a crystalline black lotus manifested beneath his feet. Lotus Step was undeniably an impressive ability! Even if it scored only 5 points for aesthetics, it would easily garner a rating of around 7 points with Lotus Step.

“Senior Songs ‘Lotus Step’ remains as splendid as ever,” Soft Feather commented enviously. She had long envied Song Shuhangs talents.

Regrettably, such mystical techniques weren’t attainable through mere desire.

Papa Song ruminated momentarily, then gestured at Song Shuhangs black lotus and asked in a subdued voice, “Can this be consumed?”

Su Clan’s Sixteen blinked and responded, “l don’t think that’s possible, right?” After all, this lotus was the very one Song Shuhang had trodden upon…

Papa Song took a bite of the white lotus in his hand and silently nodded. “l see.

I’m starting to get it.”

“What do you understand?” Su Clan’s Sixteen inquired, puzzled.

“Shuhang, are you a lotus-based esper?” Papa Song ventured a guess, even though he found it ludicrous. People with superpowers typically appeared in movies.

However, the issue lay in the fact that his son had just exhibited two lotus-related abilities before their eyes.

“Perhaps I’m still in a dream? Perhaps it’s still the end of 2019, and I’m having an amusing dream on New Years Eve? Thus, in 2020, the outside world is changing, and my son has become a practitioner of some kind.”

The White Dragon chortled, “Hahahaha, a lotus-based esper. Shuhang, I’ve made up my mind. The next time you reveal your divine powers, I’ll dub you ‘Tyrannical Lotus!

Song Shuhang, hovering on the black lotus in midair, was rendered speechless.

He couldn’t help but reminisce about the day when he was introduced to the ‘cultivation world’ thanks to Soft Feather and Su Clan’s Sixteen and shattered his worldview.

“Not an esper,” Mama Song corrected, her heart resolute.

Papa Song queried, “Not an esper? Then what is it?”

“Yes, it’s cultivation.” Song Shuhang affirmed earnestly. Regardless of whether his parents could accept it or not, he was determined to demonstrate the abilities of a cultivator!

Acting assertive in front of his parents without needing to flee afterward was quite exhilarating.

Having relayed this much, Song Shuhang extended his hand and pointed. A pair of sharp treasured sabers emerged from his Dantian and hovered beside him while executing graceful rotations. “This is a saber control technique used for riding a flying saber.”

“It’s not a sword control technique?” Mama Song suddenly inquired. “Mom, that hurts. Am I really your biological son?” Song Shuhangs mental state teetered.

“Auntie, Senior Song isn’t skilled in sword control techniques. However, he does excel in saber techniques,” Soft Feather explained.

Following this statement, Yu Rouzi opened her mouth and expelled a sword light.

The sword light transformed into a beautiful longsword adorned with butterfly patterns. When the longsword soared, it emitted the dazzling radiance of Spirit Butterfly Island’s spells, complete with fluttering butterfly wings. The overall presentation was both beautiful and stylish.

“Clap, clap, clap!” both Papa Song and Mama Song applauded enthusiastically.

Their minds hadn’t fully comprehended the situation. They might still possess subconscious resistance to the concept of ‘cultivation.’ Nevertheless, they were already captivated by Soft Feather’s and Sixteen’s sword and saber techniques.

Su Clan’s Sixteen gently gripped Mama Song’s small hand.

“I specialize in the way of the blade,” Su Clan’s Sixteen responded. She reached out while conjuring an old-fashioned oil-paper umbrella.

Subsequently, Sixteen grasped the umbrella’s handle and gently extracted it. A straight blade gleaming with a cold, sharp light emerged from within the umbrella.

Her life-bound magical treasure, the short knife, had undergone evolution thanks to Song Shuhangs Eye Drops. It had successfully merged with her painting path and resulted in the creation of the current umbrella knife. Following this, Sixteen released her grip on the weapon and allowed it to float in the air with the blade pointing downwards. An expansive landscape painting unfurled around the blade and enveloped the entire living room.

“Clap, clap, clap!” both Papa Song and Mama Song applauded heartily.

While Papa Songs mind had yet to fully grasp the situation, he might still possess subconscious resistance to the notion of ‘cultivation.’ Nevertheless, Papa Song and Mama Song were already captivated by Soft Feather and Sixteen’s sword and saber techniques..