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

Time flies.

Since Yunxiao entered, the Pangu Hall has become even more lively.

However, what troubled Lin Xuan the most was not having many wives, but rather that his children were just too troublesome.

At this moment, inside the main hall of the Pangu Temple.

This place is usually where the Twelve Ancestral Witches hold meetings to discuss important matters; it is a solemn and serious place.

But now, this place has been turned into an amusement park.

"Big pot! Over here, over here!"

A childish voice called out.

In the center of the main hall, five little radish heads were surrounding the "Ancestral Witch Throne," which symbolized the highest power of the Witch Clan—the tiger-skin chair that Dijiang usually sat on.

The leader was Lin Tian. This kid had grown quite a bit taller now, wearing a miniature version of a Taoist robe (given by Tongtian), and holding a brick made from the imitation of the Heaven-Turning Seal. He was giving orders with a serious expression.

"Second brother, you're getting a sore throat!" Lin Tian pointed to the chair leg.

"Alright!" Lin Yang rubbed his hands excitedly. This kid had golden hair and his eyes were blazing with fire. He opened his mouth and spat out a ball of golden solar fire onto the chair leg made of ten-thousand-year-old black ironwood.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

That was Xuan Tie wood, which even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would find difficult to break, yet it began to smoke in the face of Lin Yang's fire.

"Third brother, cool it down!" Lin Tian shouted again.

Lin Yue stood to the side, her face aloof, a magic seal forming in her hand. She was Chang Xisheng's daughter, and had inherited the power of Taiyin.

"Hmph." Lin Yue snorted lightly, and with a wave of her small hand, a stream of extremely cold Yin energy struck the red-hot chair leg.

"Snap!"

Thermal expansion and contraction.

The thick chair leg had a large crack in it.

"So much fun!"

A little girl was floating in the sky; it was Lin Ling'er. Although she couldn't walk yet, she was born with the ability to fly and control her life force. She was holding a twig, poking around in the crack, and giggling.

On the ground, there was a chubby little boy struggling to crawl.

That's Lin Long, Ao Lingsheng's son. This kid is the most robust, with two dragon horns on his head that haven't fully grown yet, and a small tail trailing behind him.

He crawled to the broken chair leg, picked it up, and started gnawing on it.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

That sound made your teeth ache.

"Delicious...it tastes like wood..." Lin Long drooled as he ate.

"What are you doing?!"

Just then, a furious roar came from the entrance of the main hall.

Lin Xuan walked in with a dark expression.

He originally wanted to check if his older brother was there, but as soon as he entered, he saw these little brats destroying the house.

The five children were startled.

Lin Tian reacted the fastest, hiding a handful of bricks behind his back and standing at attention: "Dad! We're...we're studying the design of a chair! To make a more comfortable one for Uncle in the future!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lin Yang quickly swallowed the fire in his mouth, then burped, producing a puff of black smoke.

Lin Yue silently put her hands behind her back, pretending to be looking at the scenery.

Lin Ling'er flew up to the roof beam with a "whoosh" and hid in the shadows.

Only Lin Long, that silly boy, was still gnawing on wood, completely oblivious to what was happening.

Lin Xuan was so angry that his head ached.

"Studying its structure? I think you're asking for a beating!" Lin Xuan walked over, grabbed Lin Long, and pried half a piece of wood shavings out of his mouth. "Can you even eat this? Aren't you afraid of stabbing your stomach?"

"Dad... I'm hungry..." Lin Long looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"Go drink milk if you're hungry! Why are you eating a chair!"

Just as Lin Xuan was about to give each of these brats a flick on the forehead, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay! Let them tear it down!"

Dijiang strode in, followed by Zhurong and Gonggong.

Seeing that his chair, which symbolized power, had become three-legged and was riddled with holes from being chewed, Dijiang was not angry at all; instead, he looked at Dijiang with a kind expression.

"Oh dear, my dear nephews and nieces, is this wood too hard? Did it hurt your teeth?" Di Jiang picked up Lin Long and even tried to pry open his mouth to check. "Come on, let your uncle see, are your teeth alright?"

Lin Xuan's lips twitched: "Big brother, that's your throne..."

"What throne! It's just a broken chair!" Dijiang waved his hand dismissively. "As long as the children are happy, we can tear this whole hall down! Besides, it shows that our Lin family children have good teeth and are strong! That's a good thing!"

Zhu Rong chimed in from the side, "That's right! Thirteenth Prince, you're too strict. Look at how pure my little Yangyang's fire breath is! Much better than mine back then!"

Gonggong squatted down in front of Lin Yue, his face full of flattery: "Yue'er, next time you want to freeze something, just tell your sixth uncle, and he'll take you to freeze the North Sea. That's much more fun. What's the point of freezing a chair leg?"

Lin Xuan silently questioned the heavens.

Is this what they call the bond between grandparents and grandchildren? (Even though they are from the uncle's generation).

These ancestral witches are usually ruthless killers, so why do their IQs drop to zero when they're in front of these kids?

"Big brother, you're spoiling them." Lin Xuan sighed.

"What's wrong with spoiling them? Our Wu tribe's children are meant to be lawless!" Dijiang lifted Lin Long high in the air. "From now on, this primordial world will be their playground! Who dares to stop them?"

Looking at this scene of seemingly harmonious joy (but also chaotic chaos), Lin Xuan felt helpless yet also a touch of warmth.

but……

He glanced at Lin Long, who was still grinning foolishly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"System, activate offspring affinity detection."

"Ding! Five offspring have been detected to have initially formed team synergy. Gain the bond title [Demolition Team Prototype]. When all five are present, destructive power is increased by 200%, defense power is increased by 100%, and there is a high probability of triggering the 'Mixed Doubles' effect."

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead.

It’s over.

They've really turned into a demolition team.