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

Two days later.

The matter in the East China Sea has been resolved.

All the traitors were apprehended.

They were imprisoned alive in the dragon clan's water dungeon.

The dead ones were thrown into the East China Sea trench to feed the fish.

The roc was tethered by Lin Dasheng with a rope and led back to the Pangu Palace like a dog on a leash.

along the way.

The naked roc shivered in the wind in the air.

Her pink skin was covered in goosebumps.

The passing monks looked up and saw this scene—

A monkey is riding on a naked chicken that is a thousand feet tall, holding a half-eaten roasted chicken wing in its hand.

Two expressionless little boys followed behind.

The independent cultivators rubbed their eyes.

I've decided to end my practice here for today. I'll go back, wash up, and go to sleep.

The hallucinations were too severe.

Pangu Hall.

When Lin Wu and Lin Jian returned, a row of people were standing at the entrance of the main hall.

Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Houtu.

Yunxiao, Xuan Nu, Bixiao.

And there's Ao Ling.

Ao Ling stood at the very front.

She was wearing a light gold long dress.

Her hair was tied up neatly.

She wore light makeup.

It's clear that it was carefully prepared.

But her eyes were red.

She waited for two days.

She has barely slept these past two days.

Every time I close my eyes, I think of the days I spent in the Dragon Palace when I was a child.

She thought of her father, Ao Guang, teaching her to swim.

She recalled the old generals of the dragon race saying that she was the hope of the dragon race.

Thinking back to the day she married into the Pangu Temple, her father, with tears in his eyes, saw her off in the bridal sedan chair.

Those memories were intertwined with the news of the dragon clan's attack.

It made her feel very tense.

Until two streaks of light appeared on the distant horizon.

One purple and one silver.

It is Lin Wu and Lin Jian.

Ao Ling gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with her hands.

"Fourth Sister!"

Lin Wu's loud voice could be heard from afar.

"We're back! The battle's over! All the traitors are caught! Big Bird too! Grandpa's alright!"

He shouted out all the information in one breath.

Then it flew directly to Ao Ling.

It was covered in dust.

There were still a few red marks on his face from the wind.

But he's in great spirits.

"Look, Fourth Sister!"

He pulled a golden feather from his pocket.

"The spoils! Here you go!"

Ao Ling took the golden feather.

My hands are shaking.

"Thanks……"

She didn't finish speaking.

Tears fell first.

"Why are you crying! We won! A resounding victory!"

Lin Wu became anxious.

"My eighth brother and I fought spectacularly! One shot through its wing! One shot blinded it!"

"Later it tried to self-destruct—but it collided with the Heaven-Turning Seal—then the monkey came and plucked all its fur—we even roasted its wings—Grandpa ate them too—"

Lin Wu was gesturing wildly there.

The more Ao Ling listened, the more tears she shed.

She squatted down.

She hugged Lin Wu tightly.

"Thank you. Thank you for standing up for Fourth Sister."

Lin Wu felt uncomfortable being hugged.

"Fourth Sister, don't cry... the dust from my nail polish has gotten on your skirt..."

Lin Jian stood to the side.

He is not good with words.

He simply handed over the letter written in Zhunti's own handwriting.

"Evidence. What Dad wants."

Ao Ling reached out and took the letter.

Her hands were still trembling, but her eyes had changed.

This is irrefutable evidence.

This is irrefutable evidence that Zhunti secretly instigated the Dragon Clan to rebel and sent his mounts to attack the treasure vault.

"I will hand it over to him."

She tucked the letter into her bosom.

Lin Xuan appeared at this time.

He walked over from the direction of the main hall.

Take your time, at a leisurely pace.

The black robe fluttered twice in the wind.

He saw his two sons standing there unharmed.

Then I saw Ao Ling squatting on the ground, hugging Lin Wu and crying.

He walked over.

"Are you done crying?"

Ao Ling looked up at him.

Tears were still on her face.

Lin Xuan bent down and pulled her up from the ground.

One hand wrapped around her waist.

"Your father is fine. The treasure vault wasn't lost. All the traitors have been eliminated. Even the birds have been caught."

"Um."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Happy……"

Lin Xuan glanced down at her.

Tears still clung to her eyelashes.

Do you know what I said to your father when I married you?

Ao Ling shook her head.

"I said, the future of the dragon race is my future. I'll hold up the sky if it falls. If anyone bullies the dragon race, I'll stand up for them."

"you--"

"It's been two years. Do I keep my word?"

Ao Ling bit her lower lip.

Her tears flowed again.

But this time it wasn't heartbreaking.

It means being down-to-earth.

It is a steadfast and unwavering commitment.

She buried her head in Lin Xuan's chest.

He said something in a low voice.

"Yes. Every word you said counts."

Lin Xuan hugged her tightly.

He patted her on the back.

"Alright. Let's go home for dinner. There are still quite a few roc wings left from the monkey's return; I'll have the kitchen make a braised version later."

Ao Ling couldn't help but chuckle in his arms.

"You really are something—you can bring up food in everything."

"You need to be well-fed to have the energy to fight."

The system made a "ding" sound in Lin Xuan's mind.

"Ding! Ao Ling's favorability: 100. Unwavering until death."

Always one hundred.

It has never changed.

this woman.

She was one of the people he cherished most in his life.