Song Shuhang: "…"
Bing~ Bing~
Se escuchó el sonido del timbre desde abajo.
—Venimos —abrió la ventana Song Shuhang, saltando hacia abajo desde la cuarta planta.
La Torre de Alquimista estaba rodeada por una serie de arañas defensivas y trampas psicológicas, así que saltar entre pisos en su día a día no era problema para él.
Al posarse, Song Shuhang abrió la puerta.
En el exterior, había un camión extendido estacionado.
De este bajaron seis cultivadores altos y fuertes.
—Hola, Senior Héroe Espada... Ah, Senior Sòng! —el cultivador encargado de las comunicaciones gritó asustado.
Los Guardián Divinos tenían una condición de cara ciega, pero él no.
Él tenía grabado en la mente el aspecto del Senior Sòng Xuan, y había decidido que si encontraba a ese cultivador se alejaría lo más lejos posible.
No pensó que la suerte era tan mala, entrando para recoger un paquete y terminar en la casa de ese Senior Sòng Xuan.
¡Lo pensé! ¡La Ciudad Universitaria del Sur es el territorio donde el Senior Sòng Xuan practicó la experiencia terrenal. Solo allí podría capturar a un Sexto Ordinario!
—No me mires, por favor, no me mires —el cultivador de la rama de Chengjiang cubrió su cara con una mano y su vientre con la otra, como si eso pudiera protegerlo de la "mirada de embarazo" del Senior Sòng Xuan.
Song Shuhang: "…"
En esos momentos, recordaba el Mismo Transparente del Gran Cauce del Mismo Misterioso.
—Tranquilo, amigo. No estoy usando un intento de espada para... ¡Aaahh! —Song Shuhang comenzó a gemir, cubriendo su vientre cuando la frase aún no había terminado.
El Senior Sòng Xuan tocó su propio vientre y gritó, los compañeros de Chengjiang también se taparon el vientre, temblando. ¿Senior Sòng, estás empezando a cultivar?
—¡Estoy muriendo! —Song Shuhang agarró su vientre.
Al mismo tiempo, entró en estado de observación interna y miró hacia su báscula de cetáceo dorada.
En el interior, la báscula de cetáceo dorada estaba moviendo frenéticamente.
Su vientre se había inflado enormemente, más que nunca antes, como si estuviera esperando gemelos.
Song Shuhang: "…"
Gemelos, me aburro.
El Senior Blanco descendió del aire y se detuvo junto a Song Shuhang: "¿Qué sucede?"Hearing Song Shuhang suddenly cry out in pain, Fang Xiangzi thought that there must be enemies seeking them.
"Senior Bai, nothing to worry about. Just my Núcleo Dorado has conceived again," Song Shuhang sighed.
And this time, he felt like it was twins.
Could it be Ancient Witch Blood + Core Reactor?
Or perhaps Core Reactor + Iron Body?
Senior Bai: "..."
"Let me catch my breath and finish the transaction first," Song Shuhang turned to face Daoist Jiang Chengjiang who had come to collect his goods. "Friend, I have a bit more Fifth Stage Celestial People here than expected. They’ve increased by one hundred twenty. Can you take them all at once?"
"Sure, we can carry them all," said Daoist Jiang Chengjiang cautiously. "But Senior, the spirit stones we brought out this time might be insufficient."
Grand Sovereign Tyrannical Song was a ruthless man. He wasn’t just hard on others; he was even harder on himself—hadn’t they just heard him using his ‘Conception Gaze’ to make him pregnant? Was Grand Sovereign Tyrannical Song researching how to have the Conception Gaze give birth?
"Take away the Celestial People for now, and I’ll pay you with spirit stones and points later," said Song Shuhang.
"There’s no problem. We will use flying swords tonight to send a message and deliver the spirit stones to Senior Tyrannical Song," promised Daoist Jiang Chengjiang. "But where are the Celestial People currently?"
"Wait a moment." Song Shuhang waved his hand, releasing all of his Celestial People from his core world.
All the Celestial People were neatly released into the small courtyard. Because the courtyard was not very large, they could only be stacked on top of each other.
The Celestial People were still in a state of numbness. Song Shuhang would occasionally have the 'Formless Sword Parasite' administer a sword strike to them while they were imprisoned in his core world to keep them in a state of paralysis.
"It’s so organized," said one of the Daoists collecting the goods.
"Can you contain them?" asked Song Shuhang.
"Our truck has been modified. Inside, it is a mobile prison that can suppress their spiritual energy. Plus, there are arrays drawn by great cultivators, making it easy to transport Fifth Stage Celestial People," explained Daoist Jiang Chengjiang. "Moreover, the Celestial People in Senior Tyrannical Song’s possession are unconscious and will reduce our transportation burden."
"Ah, then I’ll add an extra layer of insurance for you." Song Shuhang waved his hand, summoning a series of Formless Sword Parasites, which injected all the Celestial People with something.