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

Inside the Pangu Hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

This magnificent hall, formed from the heart of the great god Pangu, was now occupied by only twelve figures who looked like gods and demons sitting together, and in the middle of them sat a relatively "thin" young man.

The young man's name was Lin Xuan.

He transmigrated and became the younger brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch.

This should have been a perfect start, after all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were known for protecting their own in the prehistoric world, who would dare to provoke them?

The problem lies in this number "thirteen".

Pangu's essence blood split into twelve parts, transforming into the twelve Ancestral Witches. For Lin Xuan, that was just the last scrap. This resulted in a severe deficiency of his innate essence. Forget about achieving physical sainthood or tearing apart true dragons like his older siblings; his current physical strength is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary human.

The most fatal flaw is that the Wu tribe lacks a primordial spirit.

Other ancestral witches relied on their physical bodies to withstand the forces of heaven and earth, but what about Lin Xuan? His physical body was as fragile as paper, and he didn't have a primordial spirit to cultivate magic. In this primordial era where Golden Immortals were less than dogs and Great Luo Immortals were everywhere, he was just a mere ornament.

"Little Thirteen, don't be discouraged."

The one who spoke was Houtu, dressed in a pale yellow palace gown, her eyes filled with heartache. She reached out and touched Lin Xuan's head: "Although you cannot cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, as long as your sister is here, no one in this prehistoric world will dare to touch a hair on your head."

"yes!"

Zhu Rong, standing to the side, boomed like thunder, making Lin Xuan's ears ring: "Whoever dares to bully you, I'll burn their whole family down! Even that bastard bird Di Jun from the demon race, I'll beat him up without hesitation!"

Dijiang, seated at the head of the table, frowned deeply, and the laws of space subtly fluctuated around him, revealing the unease in the heart of this witch clan leader.

He sighed, "Our Wu clan doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit, nor do we understand divination. Although we seem powerful now, this is always a hidden danger. Little Thirteen is physically weak and cannot withstand even the slightest impact from evil energy. No matter how well we protect him, there's always a chance something might happen."

Hearing these words, Lin Xuan felt a warmth in his heart, but also a sense of helplessness.

His older siblings were incredibly kind to him.

To nourish his body, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong even joined forces to kill two true dragons in the East Sea to make soup; Hou Tu, in order to make him happy, spared no expense to dig out spiritual treasures from the depths of the earth for him.

But this is a dead end.

The Wu tribe lacks a primordial spirit, thus it is destined to be unable to attain eternal enlightenment, and will ultimately perish together with the demon tribe during the Great Tribulation.

Am I just supposed to stand by and watch my loving older brothers and sisters die?

"Ding!"

Just as Lin Xuan was feeling down, a crisp notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

To Lin Xuan, the voice was even more pleasing than the imperial edict.

[Host detected to be in a state of extreme desire to change their fate; Primordial Supreme Reproduction System awakens!]

[System binding in progress... Binding successful!]

This system aims to help the Witch Clan break free from their genetic locks and establish a supreme divine court.

[New player gift pack has been distributed: Top-tier Charm Aura (passive, increases attraction to the opposite sex by 1000%), Eye of Insight (allows you to view female fairy ratings).]

[New player quest issued: Conquer the Queen Mother of the West, the foremost female immortal of the primordial world, and impregnate her.]

[Mission Reward: The host's physical body will be restored to the peak of the Great Witch realm, and the entire Witch Clan will be rewarded with primordial spirit seeds!]

Lin Xuan was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of ecstasy welled up inside me.

System! Better late than never!

And this reward... the entire clan's primordial spirit seeds?

This is the biggest weakness of the Witch Clan! As long as they have a primordial spirit, the Witch Clan can comprehend the Heavenly Dao and use spiritual treasures. Their combat power will not be as simple as one plus one equals two; it will be a direct leap forward!

As for the mission details...

How to win over the Queen Mother of the West?

Lin Xuan stroked his chin.

If this had happened before, he would have thought he was courting death. She was the head of all the female immortals in the primordial world, a quasi-saint, while he was just a useless witch.

But it's different now.

I have a system, I have an alluring aura, and most importantly...

I have twelve unreasonable older brothers and sisters!

"Big brother, fellow brothers and sisters."

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and stood up.

His actions instantly silenced the ancestral witches who were discussing how to find a longevity elixir for Lin Xuan.

Dijiang looked at him gently: "Little Thirteen, what's wrong? Are you tired of sitting?"

"I have a way to solve the problem of the Wu tribe not having a primordial spirit."

Lin Xuan spoke these words calmly and slowly, but they resounded like thunder within the Pangu Palace.

"What?!"

Zhu Rong jumped up, a spark nearly setting Ju Mang's hair ablaze: "Little Thirteen, are you running a fever? You can't just say things like that!"

Houtu was also anxious and quickly grabbed Lin Xuan's hand, sending a gentle stream of earth elemental energy into his body: "Have you been under too much pressure lately? Let me take you to relax."

None of the ancestral witches believed it.

After all, this is something that even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun said there was nothing he could do.

Lin Xuan had anticipated this reaction. He grasped Houtu's hand in return, his eyes clear and firm: "I'm not crazy. I've awakened a... special innate divine power."

"A natural talent?" Di Jiang narrowed his eyes.

"That's right." Lin Xuan began to spout nonsense with a straight face, "Although my physical body is weak, I have inherited a trace of the creative life force of my father, the god Pangu. As long as I can unite with a female immortal with profound fortune and strong foundation, and give birth to offspring, I can use the bloodline to nourish the entire Wu clan and give birth to a primordial spirit!"

That's only half true.

The system's affairs cannot be discussed in detail, nor can they be clearly explained; it's better to attribute them to the Father God Pangu. Among the Wu tribe, Pangu is their absolute deity.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words "Father God," all the ancestral witches' expressions changed.

"Is this true?" Zhu Jiuyin opened his eyes, which could see through time, and stared intently at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan nodded: "Absolutely true. Moreover, I have already sensed the first suitable target."

"Who is it?"

Twelve pairs of eyes stared at them simultaneously; the oppressive feeling was so strong that even a powerful immortal would wet their pants.

Lin Xuan's lips curled slightly upward as he uttered three words:

"Queen Mother of the West".