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

On the extremely wide artificial lake outside the painted boat, the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated.

Two extremely noisy, childish laughs shattered the tranquility of the water's surface.

"Twelfth Brother! Didn't you eat enough today?! Turn the fire up a bit! Sixth Uncle, that damn turtle, can't even catch the ducks on the shore. He's a disgrace to our Pangu Palace Demolition Office!" Lin Dasheng arrogantly waved his Ruyi Jingu Bang. He used the black stick as a paddle, paddling frantically in the water, stirring up splashes ten feet high.

Lin Yan, who was squatting behind the white jade turtle's tail, rolled his eyes dramatically in annoyance.

He slapped the tortoise shell and yelled, "It's easy for you to talk! This is a mutated Burning Karma Purple Flame! If it spews any bigger, Uncle Liu's ten-thousand-year-old aquatic jade tortoise will really be stewed into a perfect tonic turtle soup! Then Uncle Liu will complain to Dad, and we'll both get our butts whipped upside down from the tree!"

Beneath their feet, the top-tier water spirit mount, which Gonggong had bought for 100,000 top-grade spirit stones, was now rolling its eyes and frantically paddling its limbs on the water's surface in utter humiliation.

Its rear end was charred black, and it dared not stop for a moment, for fear that if it ran too slowly it would be roasted and eaten by these two living ancestors on its back.

Inside the painted boat. On an extremely spacious and luxurious swing and couch.

Lin Xuan stretched lazily with great satisfaction, his bones cracking with a series of crisp sounds. He listened to the commotion of his two unruly sons outside, feeling utterly speechless.

Those little bastards never stop causing trouble! First thing in the morning, they were using Sixth Brother's precious turtle as a speedboat for racing – they're asking for it!

Lin Xuan kicked the blanket off with a big foot and skillfully activated the Great Perfection Space Law.

Without even taking a breath, he instantly put on his extremely casual white short-sleeved shirt and flip-flops.

He turned around, his two rough, hot hands reaching forward with an extremely domineering force. He grabbed Ehuang and Nüying, who were still limp and powerless on the soft swing and couch, unable to even lift a finger.

The two girls let out a startled gasp, looking extremely shy.

They were draped in extremely light silk gauze skirts specially provided by the Weaver Girl. Their exquisitely beautiful faces, after two days and two nights of extreme baptism by water and fire, were now so red they looked like they could bleed.

"Wake up! Come out for breakfast with me." Lin Xuan grinned, not giving them a chance to refuse. He grabbed the two women's slender waists on either side and stomped his foot on the ground.

The gates of the glass-painted boat swung open with a roar. Lin Xuan, with the two beauties in his arms, stepped gracefully out onto the water. He didn't even activate his protective aura; the perfected water elemental law beneath his feet directly froze the lake surface into a straight and stable white jade ice bridge.

"You two little bastards! If you dare to burn Sixth Brother's mount again, I'll take all the five-needle pine cones from you tonight!" Lin Xuan roared loudly at the center of the lake.

Startled, Lin Dasheng and Lin Yan shrank back and scrambled to their feet, abandoning the white jade turtle and slipping away cleanly through the spatial rift.

Lin Xuan ignored the two brats. He strode into the main courtyard of the Pangu Palace with his new bride in his arms.

The courtyard was extremely lively. Nuwa, Yunxiao, Wudang Holy Mother, and other female immortals from the Pangu Palace had been waiting for a long time.

The Queen Mother of the West, dressed in an extremely luxurious phoenix robe, strode forward.

She very naturally and familiarly took Ehuang and Nüying's hands from Lin Xuan's. Her extremely enthusiastic manner instantly made the two girls relax their tense guard.

"My two sisters are finally out! This Dragon Palace under the Xiang River is dark and cold, nothing like our Pangu Palace. Come on, let's not stand in the courtyard with these roughnecks." The Queen Mother of the West smiled brightly and forcibly pressed the two beauties down in front of the newly set-up white jade mahjong table in the center of the main hall.

Ehuang straightened her skirt with extreme restraint. Nüying stared blankly at the jade block on the table, which was engraved with runes.

"Sister... what is this? Is it for setting up an array?" Nüying asked very honestly.

The surrounding female immortals burst into extremely joyful laughter.

"Bushi's One-Handed Formation! This is called Mahjong! It's the ultimate pastime invented by our thirteenth brother. Let me tell you, there are no ranks at the Mahjong table. No matter if you're a water god or a saint outside, once you're at the table, it's all about winning and losing!"

Houtu, with an extremely extravagant air, pulled over a chair and sat down, immediately shuffling the cards. "Come on, today your elder sister will personally teach you. If you lose, it's your thirteenth brother's money; if you win, it's all yours to buy pretty clothes!"

Just as the family was enjoying themselves around the mahjong table, and Lin Xuan was lying comfortably on the jade bamboo rocking chair cracking pine cones.

Suddenly, an extremely strange spatial fluctuation came from the void outside the main hall.

"Tear!" A void rift was violently torn open.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "thud." A perfectly round, bald head rolled out of the crack and slammed headfirst onto the bluestone slab in the yard.

Lin Xuan looked closely and almost spat out the pine nuts he had just eaten.

What rolled out of the void was none other than the mighty Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, King Qin Guang, the First King of Hell—Ancestor Styx!

However, the Styx River was in a very miserable state at this moment.

His once dashing blood-red robe was torn to shreds, and three conspicuous bruises swelled on his forehead. Most alarmingly, his shiny bald head was covered with a few stinking, rotten leaves from the underworld.

Styx scrambled to his feet.

He saw Lin Xuan lying in the rocking chair and pounced on him as if he had seen his own father.

"Thirteen Ancestral Witches! Help! I can't do this job as Yama anymore!" Styx grabbed Lin Xuan's leg tightly, wiping his tears and snot all over Lin Xuan's shorts, crying loudly and shamefully.

Lin Xuan kicked Minghe away from his leg with extreme disgust.

"What are you wailing about! I haven't let those debt collectors ravage your house these past few days, so what are you doing acting like you've been raped eight hundred times over?" Lin Xuan cursed irritably.

Styx sat on the ground, wiping his nose in utter grievance, and pointed towards the underworld, crying out loudly, "It wasn't your young master! It was the Yellow Springs Crack, the deepest part of the eighteen levels of hell in our underworld! This morning, a huge gaping hole suddenly blew open, and an extremely terrifying female fiend rushed out!"

"That female fiend wielded a top-grade Netherworld Sword, slashing at anything that came her way! She even cleaved the blast-proof obsidian gate of the Eighteenth Level of Hell into pieces with a single sword strike! I was a step too slow, and she almost shaved the back of my head off!" Styx howled until his voice was hoarse.