Many children, many blessings; the twelve ancestral witches forced marriages throughout the primordi

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea is decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers today. Red silk has been laid out along the seabed for eight hundred miles, and luminous pearls have been hung on every coral tree as light bulbs.

This is the grandest wedding in all of history.

Not only because the groom was the Witch King Lin Xuan, but also because the bride was the Dragon Princess Ao Ling.

Even more importantly, there's even bigger news today—the sage Nuwa is officially getting married!

Although everyone knew about the relationship between Nuwa and Lin Xuan, they never officially became a couple. This time, taking advantage of Ao Ling's arrival, Lin Xuan decided to go all out, making it a double celebration.

This also means that the sage Nuwa has completely and openly sided with the Wu tribe.

The news shook the entire prehistoric world.

Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun was so angry that he kicked the newly repaired gate to pieces again.

"Shameless! A sage like yourself, sharing a husband with a beast-like... no, a barbarian? You have utterly disgraced our sagehood!"

Lao Tzu silently refined the elixir, pretending not to hear, but the fan in his hand fanned the fire noticeably faster.

Mount Sumeru in the West.

Zhunti, clutching his still-healing buttocks, wore a face full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

"Senior brother, do you think Lin Xuan bribed the Heavenly Dao? Why does he get all the good things? He's rich, powerful, and even has a saint's wife? Why are we so miserable?"

Jieyin sighed, uttered "Amitabha," and continued to look down at the account book, calculating how many more years he would have to work for the underworld.

Meanwhile, inside the Crystal Palace, things were bustling with activity.

All twelve Ancestral Witches arrived, each dressed in bright red wedding robes. Although they looked a bit like red envelopes come to life, their joy was undeniable.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, riding on the Kui Niu, arrived with his disciples, including Duobao, and presented a generous gift—a diagram of the Jiejiao Protectorate Formation (abridged version).

Even the Styx Ancestor rushed over from the underworld, bringing a full 100,000 Blood Sea Red Lotuses, saying they were for the bride to use for bathing and beauty.

In the center of the hall.

Lin Xuan, dressed in red, was full of vigor and high spirits.

On the left, he leads Nuwa, who is dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, and is incomparably holy. On the right, he leads Ao Ling, who is dressed in a golden dragon scale wedding robe and is heroic and imposing.

This scene is simply the pinnacle of life.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The master of ceremonies was Fuxi. Although he still secretly wanted to kill his brother-in-law who had taken his sister away, he obediently took on the role of master of ceremonies under the threatening gaze of Nuwa.

"Forget about Heaven and Earth, let's worship Father God Pangu instead," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

The three of them bowed in the direction of the Pangu Temple.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

Dijiang sat in the high seat, grinning from ear to ear.

"Excellent! Thirteenth Brother has made something of himself! Our Witch Clan will surely prosper in the future!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Looking at the two stunning beauties in front of him, Lin Xuan felt incredibly satisfied.

Nuwa's face flushed slightly, and her eyes were so tender they seemed to melt with love.

Ao Ling looked at her husband with eyes full of admiration.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

The entire Dragon Palace erupted in cheers at Fuxi's shout.

Of course, what excited Lin Xuan the most was the system reward notification sound that followed.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing your grand wedding and marrying Princess Ao Ling of the Dragon Clan, officially establishing your marital relationship with the Sage Nuwa.]

[Rewards being processed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained: Control over the Four Seas (from now on, you can freely allocate resources across the four seas).]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: God of Wealth Aura (Passive Skill: As long as the host belongs to a faction, wealth will flow in, money will be found on the street, and resource regeneration speed will be increased by 1000%).]

[Congratulations, host, on your cultivation advancement: Your physical body has broken through to the late Quasi-Saint stage (Perfect), and your primordial spirit has become more refined.]

[The Witch Clan's fortunes have surged! They have gained a special buff: Favorable Weather (Natural disasters decrease and spiritual energy concentration increases within the Witch Clan's territory).]

Lin Xuan felt a surge of warmth flow into his body, and his body, which had been somewhat depleted due to recent overwork, was instantly filled with strength.

This is what it means to be a kept man... oh no, this is the power of love!

At this moment, the gates to the Dragon Palace's treasure vault opened.

Countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals carried boxes of treasures, lining up to move them to the Pangu Palace.

That was Ao Ling's dowry.

They practically emptied half of the East China Sea.

Zhu Rong stared wide-eyed at the mountain of spiritual stones and treasures.

"We're rich! We're really rich now!"

"If anyone ever dares to say our witch clan is poor again, I'll pelt them with spirit stones!"

Seeing this, Lin Xuan felt much more at ease.

With these resources, plus the aura of the God of Wealth, it would be more than enough to feed those three money-devouring beasts. It might even be enough to upgrade the equipment of the witch clan's sons.

Meanwhile, in the distant Heavenly Court.

As Di Jun looked at the soaring red auspiciousness and the surging golden dragon of fortune from the Wu Clan, his face was so gloomy it could drip water.

"Taiyi."

"Big brother."

"Notify Kunpeng to advance that formation at full speed."

Di Jun's voice was icy cold, carrying a resolute madness.

"Since they want to live a good life, then I'll turn this primordial wasteland into a living hell!"