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In the delivery room.

It has no bloody smell, but is instead filled with a faint fragrance.

Although the Queen Mother of the West looked somewhat pale, she was in excellent spirits. She leaned against the headboard, holding a small baby wrapped in innate spiritual silkworm silk in her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Lin Lang, look!"

When the Queen Mother of the West saw Lin Xuan rush in, she smiled and waved, "This is our child."

Lin Xuan slowed his pace, as if afraid of disturbing some rare treasure.

He leaned closer and looked at the little guy.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xuan was delighted.

That kid is really handsome!

She was exquisitely beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes resembling the Queen Mother of the West, but her nose and mouth were definitely her own.

Most importantly, it's the aura emanating from this child.

Golden Immortal!

He was born at the Golden Immortal realm!

Moreover, there was a faint purple line between his eyebrows. It was not a birthmark, but a manifestation of the laws of the Great Dao.

Lin Xuan reached out and carefully took the child's small hand.

A warm current flowed down my fingertips.

That's the primordial spirit!

A pure, powerful, and innate primordial spirit devoid of any malevolent energy!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Xuan was so excited that he said "good" three times in a row, and his eyes even got a little wet.

This is the result of his long and arduous efforts. This is the hope of the Witch Clan!

"This child has perfectly inherited your Pangu bloodline and my innate pure Yin energy," the Queen Mother of the West said softly. "He possesses both the powerful physique of the Wu tribe and the innate divine talent of the primordial spirit. Lin Lang, you have succeeded."

"We did it."

Lin Xuan kissed the Queen Mother of the West's forehead. "You've worked hard, my wife."

Just then, the little guy suddenly opened his eyes.

Those were large, bright eyes, clear and lively. He looked at Lin Xuan, not crying, but grinning with his toothless little mouth.

This smile caused all the spiritual energy of Buzhou Mountain to cheer and rejoice.

"Let's give him a name," said the Queen Mother of the West.

Lin Xuan thought for a moment, then picked up the child and held him high above his head.

"He was born on Mount Buzhou, carrying the future of the Wu tribe and the hope of this land."

"Let's call him Lin Tian."

"Lawless and unrestrained, yet standing tall and upright!"

"boom!"

As the name was spoken, Heaven seemed to sense it and sent down a golden light of merit that directly entered Lin Tian's body.

This child has actually gained the approval of Heaven!

At this moment.

Outside the Pangu Hall.

Dijiang and the others also rushed in.

A group of burly men were now at a loss.

"Let me see! Let me see my nephew!" Zhu Rong squeezed to the front, wanting to reach out and hug him, but then looked at his big, black hands that he had been playing with fire for years, and quickly wiped them on his clothes.

"Get out of here, you're too hot-tempered, don't burn the child."

Houtu pushed Zhurong aside and carefully took Lin Tian from Lin Xuan's hands.

When Houtu sensed the pure primordial spirit fluctuations within the child's body, the future Lord of the Earthly Dao burst into tears.

"It really is...it really is the primordial spirit."

Houtu's voice trembled, "Big brother, look, our Wu clan really has a primordial spirit!"

Dijiang leaned closer and stared at Lin Tian for a long time.

Then, this iron-willed man, who commanded hundreds of millions of witches and dared to throw a punch even at saints, suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Heaven has not forsaken our Wu tribe! Heaven has not forsaken our Wu tribe!"

"To hell with destiny! To hell with eons! With this child, my Wu clan will be the masters of this primordial world!"

The laughter echoed throughout the entire prehistoric world.

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Kunlun Mountain.

Upon hearing the laughter, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Golden Immortal Realm...Innate Primordial Spirit..."

Yuanshi Tianzun muttered to himself, feeling his worldview crumbling.

"How is this possible? How could Pangu's essence blood fuse with primordial Yin energy so perfectly? This doesn't conform to the rules of the Great Dao!"

His proud identity as a "true descendant of Pangu" seemed somewhat ridiculous in front of this child.

That's true cultivation of both body and spirit, a truly perfect body!

"This child must not be allowed to live!"

The murderous intent was clearly visible in the eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

But just as he was about to move, he felt a warning from the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun made his move.

Or rather, Hongjun had no choice but to intervene and suppress it.

Because this child possesses great merit and has just been born, if we were to kill him at this time, the backlash would be unbearable even for a saint.

"hateful!"

Yuanshi Tianzun slammed his fist on the jade table beside him and smashed it to pieces.

And on Jin'ao Island.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, however, presented a completely different picture.

He laughed heartily, raising his cup towards the direction of Buzhou Mountain: "Excellent! A perfect birth! This child is destined for me! I must take him as my disciple in the future!"

"A physically powerful body coupled with the ability to cultivate the primordial spirit—this is practically a born sword cultivator!"

Tongtian was already planning what kind of gift to send to the baby at the full moon celebration to win the child back.

Bu Zhou Shan Nei.

As Lin Xuan looked at his son, who was being fawned over like a star, the long-lost voice in his mind finally rang out.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on the birth of your first child!"

"Ding! Offspring aptitude rating detected: Mythical level!"

"Ding! Rewards being calculated..."

Lin Xuan took a deep breath.

The main event is coming.