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

On a vast expanse of clouds at dawn, sunlight streamed directly into the Starry Sky Flying Boat through its completely transparent crystal cabin walls.

Inside the extremely luxurious array kitchen, the spiritual energy flames burned brightly.

Lin Xuan, his feet clad in his ever-present flip-flops, stood swaggering in front of the stove, a spatula crafted from top-grade star iron in his hand. The bottom of the pot was coated with a layer of high-level spirit beast grease, which was bubbling with dense white foam under the high temperature.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Lin Xuan sent two extremely high-quality golden beast spirit eggs sliding directly into the hot oil.

With a crisp "sizzle," the aroma wafted through the air. Lin Xuan didn't even glance at it, using his perfected Wood-elemental Laws to precisely control the heat. In less than ten breaths, two perfectly fried eggs, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, brimming with spiritual energy, were ready.

Lin Xuan carried two exquisite white jade plates and strode to the front of the large mica white fox fur couch.

Yao Ji was currently huddled in her blankets.

After a night of intense and unrestrained passion last night, the bottleneck that had plagued her for tens of thousands of years shattered with a crisp sound. Now, her cultivation has steadily surpassed the limit of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and stepped into the extremely high threshold of the early Quasi-Saint stage.

But the newly gained magical power was still running rampant in her meridians, causing her to feel so weak that she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

"Wife, get up and eat something to nourish yourself." Lin Xuan put the plate on the low table next to him, grinned, and reached out in an extremely domineering manner to pull back the quilt and pick Yao Ji up from inside.

Yao Ji's cheeks flushed instantly.

In a state of extreme panic, she grabbed a silk blanket from the side and clutched it tightly to her chest, complaining incessantly, "You have no manners at all! It's already broad daylight outside. If people in the heavens see this, how am I ever going to face anyone in the Pangu Palace again!"

Lin Xuan burst out laughing, completely ignoring her arrogance.

He picked up a piece of fried egg with his jade chopsticks, carefully blew on it twice, and then held it directly to Yao Ji's lips.

"How can you, a dignified female war goddess, be so cowardly! This is 30,000 feet in the air. What blind trash has the ability to see through my top-grade flying boat? Even if they do, I'll go down to the mortal realm and personally gouge out their eyes and stomp on them. Hurry up and open your mouth, this beast spirit egg needs to be eaten while it's hot to stabilize your foundation as a quasi-saint." Lin Xuan's tone was extremely unreasonable.

Yao Ji was initially a little shy.

But these extremely domineering yet considerate words hit her ears directly, instantly melting away the icy defenses in her heart.

She obediently opened her small mouth and swallowed the fried egg. The two cuddled together on the soft couch for quite a while.

After Yao Ji had eaten and drunk her fill, Lin Xuan casually took the bright red silk dress and put it on her, then stomped on the array switch with his big foot.

The Starry Sky Flying Boat turned its bow halfway around, transforming into an extremely violent streak of light, and shot straight back towards the direction of Chaoge City of the Great Shang Dynasty.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the flying boat landed smoothly in the backyard of the Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan, holding Yao Ji's hand, had just stepped into the main hall when he was stunned by the extremely comical scene before him.

On the largest golden nanmu armchair in the very center of the hall.

The dignified leader of the Wu tribe, the extremely domineering and unreasonable Space Ancestral Wu Dijiang, was sitting there very obediently and with great poise.

He was covered in sweat, his fierce old face taut and tense. The reason was simple: two little girls were meticulously tying an enormous pink silk bow around his bald head!

These two little girls are Lin Xuan's daughters, Lin Yin and Lin Yu.

Lin Yin held a wooden comb in her hand, exhaling water bubbles that exuded a compassionate Taoist aura, while she painstakingly scraped off hair that didn't even exist on Di Jiang's scalp.

Using her parkour talent, Lin Yu jumped around on the back of the chair, excitedly tugging at the pink silk and tying a tight knot.

"Uncle, don't move! The knot will be tied soon. Uncle looks best in pink!" Lin Yu giggled.

Dijiang's muscles were stiff.

He was terrified that the slightest movement he made would throw his two beloved nieces off the chair.

He could only stiffen his neck, force out an extremely ugly yet extremely ingratiating silly grin: "Hehe. Uncle won't move. Uncle loves pink the most. You two take it easy, don't fall."

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were standing nearby, were already laughing so hard they were doubled over on the stone table.

Zhu Rong pounded the table and pointed at Di Jiang, laughing wildly, "Big brother! You've finally met your match! Where did all that domineering swagger you usually showed us go? You've got two little kids tying you up in those girly pink ribbons! If word got back to the demon race, Di Jun would laugh himself back to life from his coffin!"

"Get out of here! You two blockheads don't know anything! This is called family happiness!" Dijiang cursed angrily, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at them, afraid that the bow on his head would fall off and make his niece cry.

Lin Xuan clapped his hands very loudly at the door.

"Brother, your new look is quite unique. How about I have Su Daji add this pink bow to the standard uniforms of the Shang Dynasty's guards tomorrow?"

The female immortals in the hall looked over at the sound.

Houtu, Nuwa, and the others immediately noticed the extremely surging quasi-saint aura emanating from Yaoji, as well as her radiant and healthy appearance.

Houtu, with a mischievous grin, walked over and grabbed Yaoji's hand, teasing, "Oh my! It seems the scenery in the heavens was quite nice last night. This trip has surely boosted your cultivation level."

Yao Ji was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground, so she quickly hid behind Lin Xuan and remained silent.

At this moment, Su Daji, the Minister of Commerce of the Shang Dynasty, walked in quickly, dressed in an extremely smart and fitted business suit and carrying a thick jade slip account book.

"My lord, this is a joyous occasion."

Su Daji's eyes lit up, and she immediately opened the account book and handed it to Lin Xuan.

"Xiqi has been completely destroyed! Ji Chang and those rebellious lords starved to death in that dead land where the dragon veins were severed by the children, guarding a pile of scrap metal! Jiang Ziya, the Right Chancellor, directly led a large army to take over, without lifting a single soldier, and took over all the remaining population and empty city of Xiqi."

Lin Xuan picked up the ledger and glanced at it casually. "That's it? What kind of profit could those penniless bastards possibly have left?"

"Of course they have! Although Xiqi's spirit stone currency has collapsed due to inflation, their national treasury has stockpiled hundreds of thousands of catties of top-grade black iron ore and thousands of carts of top-grade medicinal herbs! They hid them all in their cellars before they starved to death. Now all these resources have been brought back to the Shang Dynasty's national treasury," Su Daji reported with extreme professionalism.

"Well done. Distribute all this Xuan Iron to the War Lord Chi You. Let him use it to forge weapons for those five thousand human recruits in the Underworld's special forces. My soldiers must be equipped with the best gear in the primordial world!"

Lin Xuan boldly decided on the destination of the supplies. Upon hearing this, the whole family erupted in another extremely enthusiastic cheer.

In the far west, in an extremely remote place.

The atmosphere in the dilapidated temple chamber with its collapsed roof on Mount Sumeru was extremely cold.

Zhunti crouched in the corner in utter despair.

I can't live like this anymore!

Zhunti was so angry that he trembled all over. His right shoulder, where a little bud had just grown, exploded due to extreme emotional agitation, and blood spurted out.

His carefully cultivated successor, Maitreya, has gone to clean toilets in Heaven; 16 Taiyi Golden Immortals have gone to work for free on the Investiture of the Gods; and a promising pawn of Xiqi has starved to death. Now even his own senior brother has been killed and his fate is unknown.

"Lin Xuan! You sons of a bitch, you'll die young! I'll risk my life to teach you a lesson today!"

Zhunti gritted his last remaining molar, letting out an extremely piercing scream. He completely ignored the injury on his shoulder, frantically circulating the last bit of intact dark golden saintly magic power within his body.

"Boom!" Zhunti transformed into an extremely miserable and broken stream of light, directly smashing through the clouds above Mount Sumeru. Completely disregarding the dignity of a saint, he went mad and headed straight for the direction of Zixiao Palace, which was outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

In front of the extremely large and majestic white marble gate of Zixiao Palace.

As soon as Zhunti landed, he knelt down on the cold steps with a "thud." He clung tightly to a huge white marble doorpost and began to wail in a very shameful manner.

"Dao Ancestor! Master! If you don't open your eyes and see, our Western Sect will really be uprooted by that bastard surnamed Lin!" Zhunti cried so hard that tears and snot streamed down his face, wiping them all over the extremely expensive doorpost, which was utterly disgusting.

"That Lin Xuan doesn't take the Heavenly Dao seriously at all! He treats the authentic Investiture of the Gods from Zixiao Palace like his own latrine! He throws all sorts of rotten fish and stinking shrimp into it! My poor future successor, Maitreya, a dignified Western power, is now being forced by Haotian to clean the sewers in Heaven! He even sent people to poison and assassinate Senior Brother Jieyin. Now, you can't even find a single breathing high-level disciple in the entire Xiniu Hezhou!"

Zhunti's exaggerated lament echoed wildly throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens, ten times louder than the mourning cries of village women in the mortal realm.

Inside the Pangu Palace, a crisp system notification sound instantly rang out in Lin Xuan's mind.

[Ding! Hidden achievement triggered for heartwarming daily activity: Tough Guy Sheds Tears!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the achievement reward: the supreme hair accessory "Soul-Stabilizing Bow"! Wearing it will force you to calmly smile foolishly, making you immune to all magic.]

Upon hearing this suggestion, Lin Xuan nearly spat out the tea in his mouth.

He glanced at the pink bow on Dijiang's head and was secretly delighted. This system really is a lucky charm; it gives you exactly what you need.