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As the last bit of starlight dissipated into the night sky, the immense power within Lin Xuan receded like the tide.

"Buzz..."

A soft sound came from my mind; it was the sound of the trial card countdown reaching zero.

That sense of omnipotence vanished, replaced by a deep weariness.

It's like running a marathon after pulling three all-nighters.

Lin Xuan felt his calves cramping and almost knelt down on the spot.

But he held back.

Just kidding, so many eyes are watching, especially with Yunxiao right next to us. If my legs go weak now, wouldn't all the impressive image I just built be ruined?

"cough."

As Lin Xuan handed the child to Nuwa, he subtly shifted his weight onto the stone pillar beside him.

"Um... I made a bit of a commotion just now, I hope I didn't scare you?"

Lin Xuan wore a nonchalant smile, but only he knew that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"I wasn't scared, I was just too shocked."

Although Nuwa was coaxing the child, her eyes never left Lin Xuan.

She is a saint, with a sharp eye.

Although Lin Xuan concealed it well, she still caught the slight drop in his aura.

She didn't expose him, but simply walked over naturally and took Lin Xuan's arm, actually secretly channeling his life force into him to help support his body.

"Husband, are you tired? Come in and sit down."

Nuwa's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Lin Xuan felt a warmth in his heart.

It has to be my wife, she's so understanding!

"I am a little tired. That last move took a lot of effort." Lin Xuan took the opportunity to get off the donkey and, with Nuwa's help, slowly walked into the hall.

Ao Ling finally realized what was happening.

Although she wasn't as attentive as Nuwa, upon seeing Nuwa's actions, she quickly came over and supported Lin Xuan on the other side.

"Husband, let me massage your shoulders! That slap was so satisfying! I think Di Jun's face was all twisted from the blow!"

Ao Ling chattered away like a happy little sparrow.

Lin Xuan enjoyed the treatment of being surrounded by women on both sides, and the fatigue from before seemed to have dissipated considerably.

Upon entering the main hall, the twelve ancestral witches had already surrounded them.

"Thirteenth Brother! You're amazing!" Zhu Rong's booming voice shook the roof, making dust fall. "What was that move called? Teach me! I want to set off fireworks someday!"

"Go away! Go play somewhere else!"

Dijiang kicked Zhurong away, then looked at Lin Xuan with concern, "Thirteenth brother, are you alright? You don't look too good."

"It's alright, brother." Lin Xuan waved his hand, sat down on the soft couch, and let out a long sigh. "I'm just a little exhausted. After all, that's the Zhou Tian Star Array. Even though it's a flawed product, it's not something you can just make casually."

He was only half telling the truth.

The ancestral witches were even more moved upon hearing this.

Look! To protect us and the children, Thirteenth Brother is holding the line even when he's exhausted! What kind of spirit is that?!

"Quick! Bring out the millennium-old ginseng from our stock! Give it to our thirteenth brother to replenish his strength!" Houtu shouted, giving orders.

The main hall was immediately thrown into chaos.

Lin Xuan leaned back on the soft couch, watching the whole family busy themselves for him.

Lin Ling'er was held in Nuwa's arms, her big eyes wide with curiosity as she looked around at this bustling world.

Lin Long squirmed restlessly in Ao Ling's arms, seemingly wanting to go play with the little Di Ting on the ground.

The Queen Mother of the West brought over a bowl of hot soup, blew on it gently, and fed it to Lin Xuan.

"Have some, it's stewed with holy water from the Jade Pool."

Lin Xuan opened his mouth and took a sip, the warm liquid flowing down his throat into his stomach.

"very nice."

He couldn't help but sigh.

Having transmigrated to this perilous prehistoric world, I am fortunate to have such a family, such a group of protective older brothers and sisters, such a virtuous wife, and such adorable children.

Worth it.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of Yunxiao standing at the door from the corner of his eye.

Yunxiao did not come in.

She stood on the threshold like an outsider, quietly watching the scene unfold.

The main hall was brightly lit, reflecting the smiles on everyone's faces.

That warmth, that unreserved trust and affection, was like an invisible wall, keeping her outside.

Yunxiao felt a sour and bitter feeling in her heart.

On Jin'ao Island, she was loved by her master and respected by her junior brothers and sisters.

But the feeling is different.

That is the sect, the responsibility, and the cultivation.

And here... is life.

It is a life full of everyday life and human warmth.

She noticed that although Lin Xuan looked exhausted, his eyes shone with an astonishing light when he looked at the child.

She saw those ancestral shamans, who were usually fierce and menacing, actually lying on the ground and barking like dogs in order to make the children laugh.

She saw Nuwa and the Queen Mother of the West joking with each other, without any scheming or infighting.

“That’s great…”

Yunxiao murmured softly.

She suddenly felt that something was missing from the path she had adhered to for so many years.

Just then, Lin Xuan's voice suddenly came over.

"Yunxiao, what are you doing standing at the door? It's windy outside, come in and have something to eat."

Lin Xuan had noticed her long ago.

How could I neglect my future wife at a time like this?

Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up and met Lin Xuan's smiling eyes.

"I...I'm not hungry..."

"Don't mention it!"

Before she could finish speaking, Bixiao suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Yunxiao's hand, and dragged her directly into the main hall.

"Big sister! You're being too polite! Brother Lin Xuan is no stranger to us! Come on, this spirit fruit is delicious!"

Yunxiao was forcibly pressed into the seat next to Lin Xuan.

She hastily adjusted her skirt, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Then... I'll have to trouble you."

Lin Xuan chuckled inwardly as he looked at her shy expression.

This is hardly a disturbance.

This is clearly... a trap.

"Ding! Harmony detected in the host's family, luck improved."

"Yunxiao's favorability fluctuates; her current psychological state is: envy, longing, and wavering."

Lin Xuan picked up his wine glass, concealing the smile on his lips.

Tonight's meal seems to have completely won over this senior disciple of the Jie Sect.