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Lin Xuan, holding Manzhu who was extremely obedient and even buried her face in his chest muscles out of extreme shyness, landed like a shooting star on the very wide bluestone slab of the main courtyard of Pangu Palace.

As soon as they landed, Houtu, who was strolling around the yard digesting her food, immediately spotted the strikingly beautiful, blood-red figure in Lin Xuan's arms.

As the ruler of the earth, Houtu keenly sensed the extremely pure aura of a Netherworld Primordial Power emanating from Manzhu.

Houtu's professional instincts kicked in immediately. She excitedly tossed aside the five-needle pine cone in her hand and strode forward. With great enthusiasm, she grabbed Manzhu's still slightly cold little hand.

"My goodness! Thirteenth Brother, the efficiency you achieved on this trip is simply phenomenal! You managed to bring back such a top-tier Netherworld expert alive!"

Houtu grinned so hard her eyes disappeared, and pulled Manzhu directly from Lin Xuan's arms.

She turned and waved her hand arrogantly towards the main hall, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Guards! Go to the highest treasury of the underworld immediately and transfer thirty-eight extremely top-grade soul crystals and a million catties of deep-sea Nether Jade as betrothal gifts!"

The Styx Ancestor (whom Lin Xuan brought up with him) who was cracking melon seeds nearby gasped in shock.

This Empress Houtu is practically using the underworld's public funds to pay for her own brother's dowry; it's an outrageous case of "left hand to right hand" internal accounting!

Manzhu was stunned by the extremely enthusiastic and bandit-like wedding procession. In all her thousands of years, she had never seen such a lively and fiercely protective scene.

Before she could even refuse, Nuwa, the Queen Mother of the West, Yunxiao, and a host of other female immortals from the Pangu Palace had already surrounded her with practiced ease.

"This young lady is truly beautiful. Don't be afraid, from now on, in this Pangu Palace, if anyone dares to bully you, we sisters will tear down their entire home for you!" The Queen Mother of the West, in an extremely familiar manner, took Manzhu's arm and half-pulled, half-draggled her into the dressing room of the inner palace.

In less than half an incense stick's time.

Under the forceful manipulation of the female fairies, Manzhu's extremely aloof face was adorned with stunning red makeup.

The blood-stained gauze dress she wore was replaced with a stunning crimson wedding gown made overnight by the Weaver Girl, which perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

In the courtyard. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were already intimately familiar with Lin Xuan's routine of "going out to snatch a wife and bring her home."

Dijiang laughed loudly and roared, "The thirteenth prince has brought back another wife! Men, get the party started!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong enthusiastically produced a large golden cymbal and a redwood suona, which they had somehow stolen.

In the courtyard, they started blowing and banging wildly and abruptly, completely out of rhythm. This wild and bandit-like noise shocked Manzhu, who had just come out after putting on makeup, leaving her face flushed and her mind a complete mess.

Night fell quickly.

Lin Xuan strode arrogantly into the back garden of the Pangu Palace, directly above the vast innate medicinal garden.

He didn't even bother to form incantations. The Great Perfection Laws of Creation and the Laws of Space swirled wildly in his eyes.

"Give me a name!"

In mid-air, extremely dense Yin spiritual energy and Netherworld water vapor converged wildly. In just three breaths, a crystal-clear, extremely luxurious [Crystal Palace of the River of Oblivion], covering ten acres, was conjured out of thin air by Lin Xuan and floated steadily in mid-air.

Inside the Crystal Palace, Lin Xuan had thoughtfully laid out an exquisite soft bed woven from far northern white fox fur and ancient yin-absorbing grass.

The temperature perfectly matches Manzhu's Yellow Springs attribute.

"Bang!"

Lin Xuan kicked open the Crystal Palace door with an extremely domineering gesture, then locked it tightly with his other hand. He then set up an extremely powerful, perfected spatial soundproofing array.

Inside the Crystal Palace, Manzhu sat extremely awkwardly on the large, soft bed.

She gripped the hem of her dress tightly with both hands, her beautiful, aloof face revealing a helpless shyness under the light of the pearl.

Lin Xuan grinned widely and walked forward with extreme arrogance. There were no unnecessary pleasantries or nonsense.

He roughly ripped off his cumbersome short-sleeved shirt and forcefully pushed Manzhu down onto the incredibly soft white fox fur bed.

Within this extremely private and luxurious Crystal Palace, a wildly powerful collision erupted between the Great Perfection of the Wood Element and the profound essence of the Netherworld's Extreme Yin Water Element!

Manzhu's body contained the extremely restrained essence of the other shore flower, sealed away for countless eons. Under this extremely domineering impact and the ultimate blissful fusion, it completely broke free of its shackles, blooming wildly in her meridians like the most dazzling red flames!

The two spent a full day and night entwined in the Crystal Palace of the River of Oblivion.

When the first rays of sunlight pierced through the crystal dome at dawn the next day.

"Buzz—!"

An extremely terrifying aura erupted from Manzhu's body and surged back! The sure-hit card took effect with perfect timing at the moment of climax.

Her extremely solid bottleneck at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, which had plagued her for millions of years, was instantly covered with countless dense cracks under the extremely violent impact of this tsunami of bliss.

With a crisp "crack," the bottleneck shattered completely!

Manzhu's cultivation level smoothly crossed the threshold and steadily entered the extremely high realm of the early stage of Quasi-Saint!

She collapsed weakly onto Lin Xuan's broad, hot chest, drenched in sweat.

Those eyes, once filled with spring water, no longer held any trace of world-weariness or aloofness; all that remained was an intense, unwavering devotion and dependence on this domineering man.

From this day forward, the body, mind, and fate of the Yellow Spring Flower Goddess are completely and inextricably bound to Lin Xuan.