393 Could I Be Infertile?

Many gazes gathered on Song Shi. When they saw him holding Princess Wu Xi’s hand and walking out of the bridal sedan, they were all stunned. Then, they reacted and congratulated him.

“Congratulations, Perfected Immortal Lord Song!”

“I wish you all the best!”

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Many congratulatory words were said in different ways. Although most of them were polite or even forced, Song Shi was still quite happy to hear them.

As expected, a wedding ceremony was indeed memorable.

He glanced around, spotted a few familiar faces, and inclined his head in acknowledgment.

“Brother Song, you’ve really married a beautiful woman.”

He Changqing walked over. “We’re considered friends. You didn’t even send an invitation this time. I’m sad, so I can only come shamelessly. You don’t mind, right?”

He had actually come because Song Shi had attacked the forces of Sword Nation. He did not want the conflict between the two sides to deepen.

“Of course I won’t mind. I’ll definitely give you an invitation next time.”

Song Shi said with a smile.

“Next time?”

Xuan Buzheng, who looked very sturdy, walked over and teased, “This sister-in-law is still beside you, and you’re already planning the next one?”

These words caused many people to chuckle. How could they tell that Song Shi was a playboy?

“That’s not necessary. The next time I’m talking about is for my wives who have already confirmed their relationship with me. My wives, come over and let everyone meet you.”

Bai Xiaoqin and the other girls naturally could not go to welcome the bride. They had been preparing at home. At this moment, they were all dressed up beautifully. When they heard Song Shi’s words, they smiled and appeared.

Liu Ruxue, who was a cold beauty, Yao Yue, who looked like a young girl, and Zi Yue, who looked like a young woman, were all present.

The Chinese Spirit, Bai Xiaoqin, was the first to walk over and bow. “Greetings, husband, greetings, friends.”

Next was Yao Yue. As she was the master of a sect, He Changqing and the others were flattered by her simple nod.

Zi Yue smiled and greeted him calmly.

Liu Ruxue, on the other hand, was a little uncomfortable. She probably felt that she had not been close to Song Shi for a long time and was a little distant. Her bow was a little stiff.

Seeing four women walking over, He Changqing was a little stunned. Xuan Buzheng said speechlessly, “I really couldn’t tell that you actually have four wives.”

“The house is too deserted. I have to find a few more madams to add to the liveliness.”

Song Shi was calm as he spouted his shameless nonsense. He was not embarrassed at all.

He suddenly looked at the sexy Feng Wu. “Why are you rolling your eyes? I’ll make you my sixth wife!”

“…”

The group of people who knew Song Shi were speechless. Although this guy was very strong, he was so despicable that they wanted to hit him.

“Come on, do you think I’m afraid of you?”

Feng Wu puffed out her chest and answered boldly, a strange look in her eyes.

Wu Xi looked at Song Shi meaningfully. Not only her, but Yao Yue and the other girls also watched quietly. Even Song Shi, who had already reached the Soul Transformation realm, still felt uncomfortable.

He coughed and changed the topic. “Everyone, come in. Fourth Brother, arrange for them to sit at the same table as me.”

“No problem.”

Song Hai gestured to Song Jia and Song Bei, who were beside him. The few of them quickly went to arrange for people to adjust their seats.

“Brother Song is a good friend!”

He Changqing felt even more honored. There were many high-level cultivators present today. If one wanted to sit at the same table as Song Shi, other than those close to him, one had to be at the Soul Transformation realm to be qualified.

If word got out that they could sit at the same table as a Soul Transformation cultivator, they would be proud.

In the Song residence, Old Master Song looked at the lively scene in front of him and sighed. “The Song family is able to be where they are today because of my Seventh son.”

Through the treasure Song Shi had given them, Elder Qin, who had already reached the Foundation Establishment realm, deeply agreed. If it weren’t for Song Shi, they would have died a long time ago. There wouldn’t even be a corpse to collect or bury.

Song Shi brought Wu Xi over to bow and offer tea to Old Master Song. Then, the couple bowed completed the tea ceremony.

Song Wan was gratified. “You guys have to work hard from now on and strive to let me have a grandson as soon as possible.”

Wu Xi blushed, while Song Shi felt a little guilty.

Now that he had reached the Soul Transformation realm, the difficulty of giving birth had increased again. Perhaps he had to find more women to try.

Thinking of this, he nodded. “I will work hard, but you might still have to wait for awhile first. Take care of your health first.”

Song Wan said angrily, “Are you afraid that I won’t be able to wait for your child and die of old age?”

“Possibly.”

Song Shi said rationally.

“Go, go, go. Hurry up and eat something to gag your mouth. It’s not like you’re infertile. How will this happen?”

Song Wan waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more.

Song Shi smiled and pulled Wu Xi to the dining table to eat with Xuan Buzheng and the others.

He raised his glass. “Everyone will be in charge of the various countries in the future. I don’t have any thoughts. I just want this world to be more stable and reduce internal strife. What do you think?”

The expressions of Xuan Buzheng and the rest changed slightly. They understood what Song Shi meant. He was basically telling them not to have any thoughts of invading Great Qian.

But in reality, as long as this person was around, who would dare to get involved?

Xuan Buzheng, who had figured this out, chuckled, “I agree with Brother Song’s suggestion. Peace is the right way. You can’t be too greedy.”

The few of them looked at each other and smiled, deciding the future situation of the continent at the table.

The banquet lasted for three days. Cultivators from all over the world gathered together, and it became a prosperous time for the entire continent.

After two years, Silken City became the number one city in the southern part of Great Qian.

As for Song Shi’s marriage, it happened once every six months.

Every time it happened, the Boundless Continent would become more stable. After a few times, the various countries in the Boundless Continent became completely peaceful, and there were even many cases of cooperation.

Song Shi had vaguely become the stabilizing force of the continent, and his might shook the world.

On the other hand, the people of the Song Residence were getting more lively and became more respected as they lived. Even an ordinary servant of the family was respected by Golden Core cultivators.

On this day, Song Shi lay on the soft grass and basked in the sun lazily.

He had already enjoyed such a leisurely life for two years. In these two years, he did not fight nor kill frequently, nor did he go to the Heavenly Demon World. He stayed at home to accompany his family and friends.

Under his influence, Old Master Song Wan had also reached the Connate realm. His lifespan could reach three sixty years. Song Hai, Old Qin, Big Smart, and Mei Niang’s guards had all reached the Foundation Establishment realm. The minimum cultivation levels were middle-stage Post Natal.

His only sister, Song Bei, had also become a Postnatal martial artist. With the help of dual cultivation, his wives had also improved even more. Bai Xiaoqin and Liu Ruxue had formed their cores one after another. Wu Xi had perfected her Golden Core, Zi Yue was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm and Yao Yue had reached the peak of the early stage of the Soul Transformation realm.

His own cultivation had also reached the middle stage. It could be said that his entire family had become cultivators. The only regret was that they could not bear his offspring.

“Could it be that I’m infertile? If it’s true, I need to be treated.”

Song Shi thought suspiciously.

“Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle, I want to be raised high.”

Just as Song Shi was feeling melancholic, a five or six-year-old girl ran over eagerly. Her smile was especially sunny, making one happy just by looking at her.

Song Shi was helpless. “Girl, you’re already so old, yet you still want to be carried Aren’t you shy?”

“Seventh Uncle, aren’t you very free? You’re playing with Yaya.”

Ya Ya pulled Song Shi’s arm and wheedled.

In Yaya’s eyes, Song Shi was the most relaxed member of the family. Even she had to go to class to practice martial arts.

“Yaya, I told you to practice martial arts. Are you secretly playing again?” Song Jia ran over with a bamboo stick in her hand.