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Above the Qilin's Nest, the thousand-foot-long, seven-colored Qilin phantom was shining with dazzling brilliance.

An extremely pure and immense auspicious blessing, like a flood bursting its banks, poured down from the phantom, enveloping the entire backyard of the Pangu Palace in a rain of seven-colored light.

"She's going into labor!"

Houtu, who was guarding outside the Qilin's nest, showed an extremely surprised smile.

Dijiang and the other ancestral witches also stopped drinking, craning their necks to look curiously at the jade palace enveloped in seven-colored light.

This was the first time they had ever seen a child from the Qilin clan.

Just then, a very peculiar cry came from inside the Qilin's nest.

"Wow--!"

The cry was not loud, but it carried an extremely mysterious Taoist charm.

The sound that reached my ears didn't sound like crying; rather, it sounded like millions of wind chimes ringing crisply at the same time, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility, as if all the troubles of the past few days had been swept away.

Even Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were fighting in the square, had their anger and moisture on their bodies strangely subside after hearing this sound. The two looked at each other and neither of them had the slightest thought of fighting.

"Good heavens, this child's crying is more effective than my calming mantra!"

The Master of Heaven drank until his face was flushed, clicking his tongue in amazement.

With this cry, the auspicious energy above the Qilin's Nest finally found an outlet.

A thick, seven-colored beam of light, as thick as a pillar of heaven, shot towards the summit of Buzhou Mountain, where the golden dragon of fortune, which was dozing above the Pangu Palace, was seen.

"Awooo—!"

The once languid golden dragon of fortune suddenly raised its head as if it had been injected with chicken blood, letting out an extremely excited and greedy dragon roar.

It opened its blood-red maw and took a ferocious bite at the seven-colored beam of light!

"Gulp!"

It swallowed up a massive amount of auspicious fortune and blessings as easily as drinking water.

The next second, an extremely astonishing scene unfolded.

The already enormous body of the Golden Dragon of Fortune, which was already 100,000 feet long, grew wildly again at a speed visible to the naked eye!

110,000 zhang!

120,000 zhang!

……

Ultimately, its size increased by a full 30% before it finally stopped.

Its golden dragon scales became even more dazzling, with an additional auspicious seven-colored pattern appearing on each scale.

"belch--"

The Golden Dragon of Fortune let out a long, human-like burp, and the breath it exhaled transformed into a shower of spiritual energy that drifted and scattered throughout the entire Pangu Palace.

Those rare and precious flowers and herbs that were touched by the light and rain instantly increased in age by a thousand years.

Fiery heat and scalding oil!

The already extremely prosperous fortune of the Pangu Palace was completely ignited at this moment, reaching an unprecedented peak!

Inside the Qilin's Nest.

Lin Xuan skillfully wrapped his newborn daughter in a brocade swaddle that he had prepared beforehand.

The little guy was extremely well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing, and his big, dark eyes were curiously observing Lin Xuan.

Her skin was as white and tender as jade, with an extremely exquisite seven-colored unicorn mark between her eyebrows, and a pair of small, smooth, jade-like horns the size of fingernails on her forehead, making her extremely cute.

"What a lucky goddess!"

Lin Xuan could clearly sense that this little guy's body contained an extremely terrifying innate auspicious energy.

She is a walking auspicious omen, bringing good fortune wherever she goes.

It can be said that her existence alone completely restored the Qilin clan's incomplete fortune, which had been cursed for countless eons, and also brought immeasurable benefits to the Pangu Palace.

This investment was a huge success!

"From now on, you will be called Lin Lin."

Lin Xuan kissed her rosy cheeks.

Lin Lin seemed to really like the name, and he chuckled.

Just then, the system's cold, mechanical voice rang in Lin Xuan's mind.

【Ding! 】

[Detection indicates that the host delivered her first daughter, Lin Lin, perfectly completing the karmic balance of the Qilin clan and bringing immense auspiciousness and fortune to the Pangu Palace!]

[Triggered the critical reward of "Mother's status rises with her daughter's!"]

[Congratulations, host, on obtaining the supreme formation—the Innate Auspiciousness Formation!]

Lin Xuan's heart stirred, and he probed the system space with his divine sense.

An ancient array diagram, shimmering with iridescent light, floats silently in the air.

[Innate Auspiciousness Grand Array]: A Great Dao-level defensive and buffing array. When placed on a Daoist altar, it automatically gathers auspicious energy from all heavens to form an absolute defensive barrier that even a sage cannot easily break. Within the array's coverage area, all living beings gain +10% luck and +20% cultivation speed, and also possess the passive effects of warding off evil and misfortune, and being impervious to all magic.

nice one!

A glint flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

This formation is practically tailor-made for the Pangu Palace.

Once deployed, the Pangu Temple is essentially equipped with a permanent invincible shield and a buff aura.

Now he can let his kids go out and have fun without worry.

Lin Xuan, holding his daughter, walked out of the Qilin's Nest with a satisfied expression.

Outside the door, Houtu, Yunxiao, Nuwa, and other female immortals had been waiting anxiously. The moment they saw Lin Lin, their maternal instincts overflowed, and they rushed forward, vying to hug him.

The Pangu Temple was once again filled with a warm and lively joy.

And just as the entire clan was celebrating at the Pangu Temple.

It is located on Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou.

Bodhi Patriarch sat in the medicine garden, which had been trampled beyond recognition by Lin Dasheng, his face dark with worry. He pondered how to get the Journey to the West back on track.

Little did he know that he was about to face a new round of mental torture that was ten thousand times more humiliating than being trampled on while roasting meat.