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

The backyard of Pangu Temple was unusually lively today.

Today is Lin Ling's one-month celebration.

Although this little girl is only a month old, she has already established her reputation as someone who "doesn't mess with anyone" in the Pangu Palace.

Who told this kid to always carry a golden arrow of light in his hand, and to fire it at anyone he doesn't like?

Lin Tian's hat now has three holes patched up, all from his newborn sister's shots.

"Father, can we talk about finding a sheath for Ling'er to put on that light arrow?"

Lin Tian munched on a ten-thousand-year-old peach while touching the drafty hole on his head.

"That's her symbiotic law; you can't control it."

Lin Xuan sat in the main seat, holding a cup of Enlightenment Tea in his hand, his tone quite calm.

"So what if your sister shoots two arrows at you, the older brother? It means she thinks highly of you."

Lin Tian rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "Do you want this good fortune?"

In the very center of the courtyard, Deng Chanyu was holding Lin Ling, being watched by a group of female immortals.

The Queen Mother of the West was dressed quite formally today, but her eyes kept glancing at the arrow of light in Lin Ling's hand.

"This child's archery talent is probably even purer than Hou Yi's."

As soon as the Queen Mother of the West finished speaking, Lin Ling seemed to understand and flicked her little hand.

The golden light flew past the Queen Mother of the West's hair and pierced through a stone pillar behind her.

The Queen Mother of the West paused for a second, then burst out laughing.

"I like that she has a temper."

Lin Xuan put down his teacup and took out the silver-white Moon Chasing Arrow Pot from his pocket.

As soon as this thing is taken out, it feels like the surrounding air is being sucked in, creating a pulling sensation.

"Ling'er, come here."

Lin Xuan waved.

Lin Ling kicked her legs in Deng Chanyu's arms, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the quiver.

She could sense that this thing was part of a set with the light arrow in her hand.

Lin Xuan hung the quiver on Lin Ling's small belt.

The silver-white quiver, no bigger than the palm of your hand, looked particularly out of place hanging next to the red bib.

But the moment it was hung up, the light arrow in Lin Ling's hand vanished instantly.

Instead, a hazy silver light emanated from the quiver.

"That's good, now we don't have to worry about her shooting randomly."

Deng Chanyu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her daughter's head.

Lin Ling, however, refused to listen. She reached into the quiver and pulled out a materialized silver arrow.

This arrow was more than ten times more lethal than the previous light arrow; its sharpness alone made the surrounding Grand Luo Golden Immortals feel a stinging pain on their skin.

"Wow--"

Lin Ling shouted excitedly and fired an arrow into the sky.

The silver arrow transformed into a shooting star, directly piercing and dispersing a cloud of tribulation above the Pangu Palace.

"good!"

Zhu Rong cheered loudly from the side, clapping her hands so loudly it shook the heavens.

"My race of witches should be this domineering!"

Houtu walked up to Lin Xuan at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't just focus on the children, how's Su Nu doing?"

Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then turned to look at Houtu.

"You're doing quite well; your meridians have recovered about 60-70%. What's wrong?"

Hou Tu lowered her voice, her tone carrying an undeniable decisiveness.

"What? What's wrong? That's a top-tier female immortal with a score of 96. Are you just going to keep her like a bonsai in the Moon Palace?"

"I'm telling you, hurry up and marry her, stop dawdling."

Lin Xuan's lips twitched, thinking to himself, "This marriage-urging business has even extended to Su Nu?"

"Sister, I just came out of the demon's den and haven't recovered yet."

"What's there to take a break for? Marrying you is the best medicine to soothe me."

Houtu took out a golden silk scroll from her sleeve, which was covered with dense writing.

"This is the list of betrothal gifts I just drafted. Dijiang has already gone to prepare the lavish affair."

"Tomorrow morning, our whole family will go to the Moon Palace to propose marriage."

Lin Xuan's eyes nearly popped out when he looked at the list.

Three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, ten ten-thousand-year-old spiritual roots, and a million merits from the underworld...

"Sis, isn't this a bit too much of a show?"

"What's so great about it? We can't let our clan's reputation fall."

Houtu glared at him, then turned to look at Su Nu, who was sitting quietly in the corner.

Su Nu was wearing a simple white dress today, watching Lin Ling make a fuss, her eyes full of envy.

"Look at those eyes, they practically have 'I want to stay' written all over their faces."

Houtu put away the list, her tone becoming earnest and meaningful.

"This girl has suffered for tens of thousands of years, and what she lacks most now is a title and a sense of security."

"The sooner you take her in, the more you'll help her completely sever the ties with those messy things from the past."

Lin Xuan remained silent for a few seconds, but he understood what Houtu meant.

If a female immortal of Su Nu's caliber is not formally incorporated into the Pangu Palace, Zhun Ti will definitely still have designs on her in the future.

Only after becoming his wife would the saint dare not openly reach out.

"Okay, I'll do as my sister says."

Lin Xuan nodded.

Houtu smiled with satisfaction and turned to shout at Dijiang in the distance.

"Big brother, is everything ready? Don't let me down tomorrow!"

Dijiang was bragging to Zhurong when he heard this, and immediately stood up straight.

"Don't worry, girl, I've brought out the shiniest boxes of treasure from our warehouse!"

"Tomorrow, the entire prehistoric world will know that our thirteenth brother is having another happy occasion!"

Lin Xuan looked at his energetic older brothers and sisters and sighed helplessly.

He hadn't even discussed it with the couple yet, but the main force of his family, the "baby-urging team," had already finalized the wedding arrangements.

But then I thought about it again, and the look in Su Nu's eyes when she played the zither that day really said it all.

He turned his head and met Su Nu's gaze.

Su Nu quickly lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting on her knees, her ears turning bright red.

Lin Xuan smiled and finished the tea in his cup.

It seems I can't avoid this wedding banquet.