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

The calamity clouds exploded.

It wasn't broken up.

It was brutally smashed to pieces.

When Lin Xuan threw that punch, the dark golden thunderclap shattered into pieces under the impact of the punch.

The shattered thunderclaps drifted through the air like broken harp strings.

Each fragment carried a lingering buzzing sound.

The twelve Ancestral Witches stood on the periphery watching this scene, each with a different expression.

Dijiang smacked his lips.

"Good heavens. The tribulation cloud that we twelve people couldn't budge after fighting for ages, he shattered with a single punch."

Zhu Rong was not convinced.

"That's because his Five Elements theory has a restraining relationship with this calamity. I could do it too."

"Nonsense. Your Heaven-Burning Halberd is like a tickle to me."

Zhu Rong glared at Gong Gong but did not refute him.

Facts are facts.

After the calamity clouds shattered, the fragments did not dissipate.

As if drawn by something, they flew towards the Moon Palace Wonderland.

"Don't stop me!"

Lin Xuan called out.

"That's for the children!"

All the fragments of the tribulation lightning floated into the Moon Palace Wonderland through the entrance.

They walked through the corridor, through the garden, and into Su Nu's delivery room.

Su Nu was already using all her strength at this moment.

The jade flute slipped from her lips.

She let out a high-pitched scream—

A burst of golden light erupted from his abdomen.

All the fragments of the tribulation lightning merged into that golden light at that moment.

"Wow--"

A loud cry pierced through the entire Pangu Palace.

This cry was completely different from the cry of a normal baby.

Each "wah" is accompanied by a complete musical note.

The first tone is Gong.

The second tone is Shang.

The third tone is "角" (jiao).

She cried seven times.

Seven tones and seven notes.

It's exactly one complete musical scale.

When Lin Xuan ran back from outside, Yunxiao and Chang'e had already caught the child.

It's a girl.

It's very small.

Her skin was as white and tender as a peeled egg.

There is an extremely delicate musical note mark between his eyebrows—it's not painted on, it's naturally grown in his skin.

What's most shocking is her hands.

Seven fingers.

wrong.

Five.

But the tips of each finger shimmered with a different color of light.

Gold, emerald, blue, red, and black.

Five tones and five colors.

"The Innate Sacred Body of Music Theory".

Lin Xuan looked down at the little guy.

The name is already in my heart.

"Lin Qin".

The moment the name was decided—

A top-grade spiritual treasure materialized out of thin air beside the baby.

It was a small zither.

The entire instrument is made of white jade, with fine patterns of laws floating on its surface.

The seven strings correspond to seven different musical rules.

Accompanying spiritual treasure – Heavenly Sound Qin.

A system notification tone followed immediately.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on the arrival of your twenty-seventh daughter: Lin Qin."

"Mother: Su Nu. Physique: Innate Music Theory Saint Body. Talent: All Sounds Return to Origin (Instinct Level). Companion Spiritual Treasure: Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure - Heavenly Sound Qin."

"Ding! System reward: Great Perfection of the Laws of Music!"

"Ding! Host's primordial spirit cultivation is progressing steadily."

The laws of music are perfected.

This reward is too much.

Lin Xuan felt a surge of power flowing into his primordial spirit.

That is the whole mystery of the laws of music.

After the fusion, his primordial spirit became more transparent.

He can now hear sounds from thousands of miles away.

He can also—

Killing with your voice.

He killed someone with a loud shout.

It is one of the most terrifying applications of the Musical Arts Avenue.

A single word, a cough, if infused with enough power of law, can shatter the enemy's primordial spirit.

Of course, this has limited effect on powerful individuals at the saint level.

But below the Great Luo Golden Immortal level—

It only takes a second to open the mouth.

"The Great Perfection of Music, plus the previous Great Perfections of the Five Elements, Space, Thunder, and Drought..."

Lin Xuan silently counted the number of Great Perfection Laws he had mastered in his mind.

Too much.

There were so many that he himself could hardly remember them all.

"Husband...hug her..."

Su Nu's voice was weak but filled with satisfaction.

Lin Xuan walked to the bedside and carefully lifted Lin Qin up.

The little guy twisted his body in his hand and let out a soft cry.

That "ee-ya" sound even had an echo effect.

It circled the room three times before dissipating.

"This child... his cries might one day shake half a street."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

Su Nu leaned against the headboard, watching the father and daughter.

Her eyes welled up with tears.

Tens of thousands of years.

For tens of thousands of years, she was trapped at the bottom of the Luo River, serving as a battery. She never imagined that she would be where she is today.

She has a husband she loves deeply.

There was a daughter whose birth triggered a heavenly calamity.

There is an unusually large and lively family.

"Weren't you the one playing the flute earlier?"

Su Nu asked him.

"Hmm. Didn't you say I was off-key?"

"It's off-key. But it works."

Su Nu's lips curved slightly.

"You can teach her to play the piano sometime."

"Me? I'm tone-deaf. Just have her learn from you."

"It's different. Your Five Elements Resonance Law is her best foundation. Without your flute, she could have drained me dry while I was still in her womb."

Lin Xuan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay. When she's older, I'll teach her how to hit people with her voice."

Su Nu rolled her eyes.

"Can you teach me something serious?"

"Beating someone up is the proper thing to do. In our family, what if you get bullied outside if you don't know how to fight back?"

Su Nu fell silent.

She felt that what Lin Xuan said actually made some sense.

This is the educational philosophy of this family—

If you can beat them, then fight; if you can't, then call them "daddy."

Even calling someone "Dad" won't get you beaten—

Then call it the whole family.

The whole family is here.