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

"Propose... propose marriage?!"

The wine glass in Yunxiao's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into pieces.

She originally thought that "legitimate" meant making her a guest elder or something, but it turned out that these ancestral witches' brain circuits had fast-forwarded to the last step.

"Brother! Isn't this too fast?" Lin Xuan was also a little confused and quickly stood up. "Shouldn't we ask the Tongtian Sect Leader's opinion first?"

Although he was overjoyed, this was, after all, a disciple of a saint, and the proper procedures had to be followed, right?

"Why are you asking?!"

Zhu Rong wiped the grease from his mouth, picked up the fire god's staff he had just used to amuse the child, and said excitedly, "Let's go with sincerity and gifts. How could that old bastard Tongtian refuse? If he doesn't agree, I'll set fire to the gates of his Golden Turtle Island!"

"Fifth brother! Be civilized!"

Dijiang glared at him, then turned to Lin Xuan and said, "Thirteenth Brother, don't worry about this. Just stay home and take care of the children and tidy up the bridal chamber. Leave these errands to your older brothers."

After saying that, Dijiang gave Yunxiao no chance to back out.

"Men! Prepare the chariot! Bring out those nine ancient celestial dragons!"

"Houtu, take Yunxiao's measurements, and then have the Weaver Girl make a few beautiful wedding dresses for her!"

The entire Pangu Palace instantly switched from a victory celebration mode to a marriage proposal mode... oh no, a marriage proposal mode.

Yunxiao sat there, her face flushed red, but she didn't say anything to stop it.

Looking at the busy and boisterous ancestral witch, she felt a warm current welling up in her heart.

This feeling of being valued, of being someone someone is eager to marry...

It's really not bad.

……

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Master of the Heavenly Sect was sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding a scripture in his hand, but his mind was already elsewhere.

"I wonder how those three girls are doing at Buzhou Mountain... I heard that old bastard Dijun went to cause trouble? Oh dear, I should have gone to join in the fun and maybe even get a free meal."

As Tongtian was muttering to himself, he suddenly felt the entire Jin'ao Island shake.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura mixed with spatial fluctuations broke through the protective array outside Biyou Palace.

"Who dares to trespass on my Jie Sect's sacred ground?!"

Tongtian frowned, and the Qingping Sword was instantly drawn, transforming into a streak of green light and flying out of the main hall.

He was dumbfounded when he stepped outside.

All that could be seen above Jin'ao Island was a dark, oppressive mass.

The eleven ancestral witches manifested their thousand-foot-tall forms, each one fierce and menacing, but this time they were not carrying weapons, but rather carrying large and small bags.

Dijiang stood at the very front, carrying two jars of the Millennium Drunken Immortal Wine, and smiled so brightly (although to Tongtian it looked a bit like he was about to be eaten).

"Sage Tongtian! How have you been?"

Dijiang's loud voice shook the seawater so much that it made it churn.

Tongtian's lips twitched slightly: "Dijiang? What are you guys trying to do? Destroy our house?"

"No way! We're in-laws!"

Dijiang thrust the wine jar towards Tongtian, and without waiting for Tongtian to accept it, stuffed it directly into his arms.

"Well... my thirteenth brother has taken a liking to your eldest disciple, Yunxiao. I think it's a good match; they're a handsome couple, well-matched in terms of social standing. That's why we've come with betrothal gifts."

After saying that, he waved his hand dismissively.

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and the others behind them dumped the things on the ground with a clatter.

Good guy.

There were more than a dozen innate spiritual treasures, dozens of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual roots, and all sorts of rare and strange natural treasures piled up into a small mountain.

There was even a quasi-saint level demon god's inner core that was still beating (probably just dug out from some unlucky guy).

"this……"

Tongtian looked at the pile of things, then at the group of Ancestral Witches who looked like bandits coming down from the mountain, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This is hardly a marriage proposal.

This is clearly a forced marriage!

If he doesn't agree, these barbarians will probably empty Jin'ao Island.

but……

Tongtian was actually quite happy about it.

He genuinely admired Lin Xuan. He was capable, decisive, and a good cook. Yunxiao was definitely better off with him than training hard on the island.

Moreover, if we were to marry into the Witch Clan, the merits we would accumulate in the underworld... hehe.

"Cough cough."

Tongtian coughed twice, feigning composure, then sheathed his Qingping Sword and clutched the two jars of wine a little tighter.

"Since it's Lin Xuan's idea... and Yunxiao didn't object..."

"So that means you agree?"

Zhu Rong was overjoyed and rushed up to slap Tongtian, exclaiming, "I knew Tongtian was a straightforward person! Much better than that old schemer Yuanshi!"

Tongtian was almost knocked unconscious by the slap, but he felt relieved after hearing the next sentence.

"Alright! I approve of this marriage!"

Tongtian waved his hand, "However, I must say this first. If Lin Xuan dares to bully my disciple, my Four Swords of Zhuxian are not to be trifled with!"

"Don't worry! If he dares to bully your wife, you don't even need to lift a finger, we'll break his legs first!"

Dijiang patted his chest and guaranteed it.

……

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun was holding the Haotian Mirror, spying... no, observing the situation in the primordial world.

When he saw the lively scene on Jin'ao Island, and saw Tongtian smilingly accepting the betrothal gifts and putting his arm around the ancestral witches, he was so angry that he crushed the teacup in his hand.

"This is an insult to scholarship! An insult to scholarship indeed!"

Yuanshi was so angry his beard trembled. "A dignified sage, actually mixing with these barbarians with their fur and horns! And he even married his first disciple to that... that scoundrel Lin Xuan! Tongtian! Have you no shame?!"

He felt so bitter inside.

It wasn't just because I couldn't stand it, but also because I was jealous.

……

Pangu Hall.

Lin Xuan was changing Lin Ling'er's diaper when a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Detection indicates that the Tongtian Sect Leader has agreed to the marriage. Yunxiao's favorability is now locked. Congratulations, host, the long-term quest 'Conquering Yunxiao' has met its settlement conditions!"

"System notification: Since it's been delivered right to your lips, would you not eat it? Please complete the wedding within one month and fully realize the reality of marriage."

"Task Rewards (already issued): [Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation (Complete Blueprint)], Formation Cultivation Level Up to Grandmaster, Special Item [Sea-Stabilizing Pearl x24]".

Lin Xuan's hand trembled, and he almost threw the diaper away.

"Good heavens! After waiting for so long, this 'dowry' has finally arrived!"

He looked at the twenty-four pearls floating in the system space, emitting five-colored light, and couldn't help but smile.

Back when Tongtian sent the Three Immortals of Sanxiao to "further their studies," the system had already promised them this grand prize. Now that the marriage proposal has been successful, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is finally in their hands!

"Oh dear, life is getting more and more unpredictable."

Lin Xuan fastened his daughter's diaper and kissed her on the cheek.

"Daughter, it seems you're going to have another mother."