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

Night falls on the shores of the East China Sea.

The waves crashed against the rocks, making a splashing sound. The moonlight was nice tonight, but it was a bit too bright for what Lin Xuan was about to do, like a third wheel.

"Destroy".

Lin Xuan snapped his fingers.

The dark clouds in the sky obediently drifted over, completely obscuring the moon. Darkness enveloped the surroundings, with only the sound of the waves becoming clearer.

Nuwa was a little nervous.

Although she was a saint, it was dark and they were alone together, and Lin Xuan was always up to something, so who knew what he was up to?

"Lin Xuan, what's wrong with you...?"

"Shh." Lin Xuan held up one finger. "Don't talk, just watch."

He took a deep breath, and the magical power within his body began to surge.

This wasn't some kind of offensive spell, but rather a "magical version of IMAX" that he had specially created by combining his previous life's holographic projection technology with the primordial laws of illusion.

"rise!"

With a low shout from Lin Xuan, countless points of light suddenly lit up the calm sea surface.

These points of light quickly converged, forming a huge curtain of light on the sea surface.

The screen lights up.

It wasn't the crude fighting and killing of the prehistoric era, but rather a beautiful ink painting scroll of Jiangnan.

A scholar, carrying a basket of books, walks along a road lined with blooming peach blossoms.

A young lady, dressed as a man, is charming and cute.

The Butterfly Lovers.

Of course, it was modified by Lin Xuan.

The original story was about mortals falling in love, which seemed like child's play to the powerful beings of this primordial world. Lin Xuan changed the background to "Love Between Immortals and Mortals".

The male protagonist is an ordinary cultivator, while the female protagonist is a high-ranking princess of the Heavenly Court (somewhat a reflection of the current situation, one is an Ancestral Witch who is still growing, and the other is a high-ranking saint).

The two met, got to know each other, and fell in love at the academy.

The scene was incredibly realistic; you could even hear the sound of peach blossoms falling.

Nuwa initially approached it with a spectator's mentality, even finding it somewhat boring. She could easily break through such illusions.

But as she looked at him, her gaze changed.

In the scene, the male protagonist desperately cultivates in order to be worthy of the female protagonist, even venturing into forbidden areas just to pick a magical herb that can heal her.

In order to be with the male lead, the female lead defied the Heavenly Emperor's orders and suffered the torment of being struck by lightning.

"Fool..." Nuwa couldn't help but curse as she looked at the male protagonist in the scene who was beaten black and blue but still desperately protecting the jade pendant given to him by the female protagonist.

But there was a slight tremor in those curses.

The primordial wilderness is a very realistic place.

Everyone is scheming, vying for luck and magical treasures. Even among Daoist couples, there are quite a few who abandon each other when disaster strikes.

Nuwa had never seen such a pure love that would even risk one's life.

I've never seen that before.

The plot is reaching its climax.

The Heavenly Emperor wanted to capture the female protagonist and force her into a marriage. The male protagonist stood in front of her, using his meager cultivation to fight against all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens.

"In this life, I seek neither immortality nor the ultimate path; I only wish to protect her!"

The male protagonist in the video is shouting at the top of his lungs.

In reality, Lin Xuan secretly observes Nuwa.

Great, you're in character.

Nuwa gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her eyes fixed on the light screen.

In the end, the male protagonist died in battle and transformed into a butterfly. The female protagonist died for love and also transformed into a butterfly.

Two butterflies danced gracefully among the flowers, and no one could separate them anymore.

The music starts.

Lin Xuan specially composed a melancholic and lingering background music on the guqin.

The light curtain slowly dissipated, leaving only the light and shadow of the two butterflies. They flew to Nuwa, circled her once, and then disappeared as starlight.

The sea breeze blows.

Nuwa stood there, motionless for a long time.

Lin Xuan walked over and, by the faint starlight, saw a glistening tear slide down Nuwa's cheek.

Cried?

The sage actually cried?

This wave is stable!

Lin Xuan mentally gave himself a thumbs up, but on the surface he looked distressed.

He took out a handkerchief (which he had specially prepared, embroidered with mandarin ducks) and gently wiped away the tears from Nuwa's eyes.

"The goddess Nuwa is just a story, don't take it seriously."

Lin Xuan's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart.

Nuwa sniffed, her voice thick with nasal emotion: "It's so bitter. Why can't people who love each other be together? Why are there so many obstacles?"

She looked up at Lin Xuan, her eyes filled with vulnerability.

At this moment, she was not the aloof goddess Nuwa, but simply a little woman moved by a tragic love story.

"Because they're not strong enough." Lin Xuan held her hand, looked into her eyes, and said, word by word, "If the male lead were strong enough to overthrow the Heavenly Court and defeat all those who opposed him, the ending would be different."

"Just like me."

Lin Xuan pressed her hand against his chest.

"For you, I will become stronger. Strong enough that no one dares to utter a single word of dissent. Strong enough that even that old man Hongjun wouldn't dare to point fingers at us."

I will never let you turn into a butterfly.

These few words, combined with the lingering effect of the movie we just watched, were incredibly impactful.

Nuwa felt her heart pounding so hard it was about to jump out of her throat.

Looking at the man in front of her, who was younger and had a lower cultivation level than her, but whose eyes shone like stars, her defenses crumbled.

[Ding! Nuwa's favorability +0.5%. Current favorability: 99%.]

It's just one step away from being a goal!

Lin Xuan seized the opportunity and put his arm around Nuwa's shoulder.

Nuwa stiffened for a moment, but instead of pushing him away, she obediently rested her head on his shoulder.

The sea breeze tousled her hair, and Lin Xuan, smelling the faint fragrance of creation emanating from her, felt incredibly excited.

We must win tonight!

"Goddess Nuwa, it's windy and a bit cold by the sea," Lin Xuan said with a straight face, spouting nonsense (a saint being afraid of the cold? You're kidding me). "Shall we find a warm place and have a couple of drinks?"

Nuwa was completely disoriented and was being led by Lin Xuan.

"Hmm... whatever you say."

That "I'll listen to you" was so soft and sweet that it made Lin Xuan feel like his bones had lightened a couple of ounces.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned auspicious cloud, which carried the two of them towards a fairy island not far away.

He had already made arrangements there.

There is no Fuxi, no Jin Ning, only him and her.