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

Mount Sumeru is destined to be recorded in the annals of ancient history, albeit in an extremely tragic way.

The Guide was staring blankly at his junior brother.

Zhunti's current state is very strange. Not only did he take off his tattered monk's robe and put on a flashy bright red kasaya, but he also somehow got hold of a big red flower and wore it on his chest.

He stood in front of the mountain gate, craning his neck in anticipation, his gaze even more affectionate than that of the Waiting-for-Husband Stone.

"Junior brother, who are you waiting for?" Jieyin felt a chill run down his spine. "We're closed off from the mountain now; we can't receive guests!"

"Senior brother, you're too vulgar." Zhunti glanced at him and tidied her hair—though there were only a few strands left. "This isn't a guest; this is my destined one. She's here, bringing with her a wild aura."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a black wind swept up from the horizon.

A nauseating, fishy stench hit us, instantly causing the newly planted grass around us to wither.

Jieyin covered his nose: "What kind of demon is this! How dare you trespass on Mount Sumeru!"

A massive ball of flesh crashed down with a deafening roar, landing squarely in front of the mountain gate. As the dust settled, the ferocious body of the Void Maw Beast was revealed.

Those dozens of eyes darted around, and immediately locked onto Zhunti, who was wearing a bright red kasaya.

"Roar!" The big-mouthed beast excitedly waved its tentacles, spraying green saliva everywhere.

Jieyin's face turned green: "What...what kind of monster is this? A ferocious beast from the chaotic void? Quick! Activate the great formation and drive it out!"

Just as he was about to make a move, he was firmly stopped by a hand.

Zhunti, his face contorted with anger, blocked his way: "Senior brother! How dare you be rude! This is my beloved!"

The demon-subduing pestle in Jieyin's hand almost fell to his feet: "What? You call this thing 'darling'?"

"You don't know how to appreciate it." Zhunti turned around, looking at the drooling beast with eyes so gentle they could melt water. "Look at its strong tentacles, how reassuring they are. Look at its deep, gaping maw, as if it could devour all troubles. This is true beauty—wild, natural, and unpretentious."

After saying that, Zhunti actually took the initiative to go to meet him.

The big-mouthed beast didn't stand on ceremony. It stretched out its two thickest tentacles and grabbed Zhunti, lifting him into the air.

"Oh~ this breathtaking embrace!" Zhunti let out a satisfied sigh.

The Western Sect disciples who were hiding in the shadows watching all around were practically bulging their eyes out. The medicine bowl in the Medicine Buddha's hand was smashed to pieces.

"Master... Master, are you possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Don't talk nonsense! This might be some kind of... Joyful Meditation Method that Master cultivates?"

Right before everyone's eyes, the giant mouth of the beast approached Zhunti.

A normal person would have been terrified by now, but Zhunti wasn't. Under the influence of the red line, his aesthetic sense had been completely distorted and filtered through a ten-level filter.

What he saw was not a gaping maw, but his lover's shy red lips.

"Pop!"

A loud bang.

The big-mouthed beast gave Zhunti a big "kiss".

That kiss was so sincere that it completely swallowed half of Zhunti's head. The green, sticky fluid dripped down Zhunti's bald head, turning his entire body into a shade of green.

"Mmmmmm!" (So enthusiastic!)

Zhunti struggled to pull his head out, his face not showing anger, but rather flushed.

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhunti laughed three times. "I like your straightforward personality! Unlike those female immortals, who are all so coy and hesitant."

He turned to look at the petrified Jieyin and loudly announced, "Senior brother! I will establish her as the 'Mother of Joy' of our Western Religion! From now on, she will be our second sister-in-law... no, our second brother's wife!"

Jieyin felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost died on the spot.

If this gets out, how will the Western religion survive? A saint found a chaotic monster as his wife? And one covered in tentacles at that?

"Junior brother! Wake up!" Jieyin roared, using his saintly power to try to wake Zhunti.

But that red thread was a system-generated product, and a "forced binding" one at that; there was no way to undo it unless one chopped off their hand. The moment the guiding magic touched Zhunti, it was repelled by a strange force.

Zhunti, on the contrary, was displeased: "Senior brother, are you jealous that I found true love? If you are jealous, I'll go to Chaos and catch one for you."

"I don't need it!" the guide roared.

At this moment, the big-mouthed beast seemed hungry. Sensing the rich spiritual energy of the saint emanating from Zhunti, it opened its mouth to bite.

Instead of dodging, Zhunti stretched out his arm with a doting expression: "Are you hungry? You little glutton. Here, eat, don't be shy."

The giant mouth beast bit down on Zhunti's arm and began frantically absorbing his spiritual energy.

Zhunti winced in pain, but a blissful smile graced his face: "Look how deliciously it's eating. It's my honor to be eaten by it."

This scene was broadcast back to the Pangu Palace in real time via a recording stone held by spies of the Wu tribe who had been lying in ambush nearby.

Lin Xuan sat in the main hall, watching the cringe-worthy scene on the screen, laughing until his stomach hurt.

"Hahahaha! Absolutely brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Lin Xuan slapped his thigh. "Zhunti, you've finally met your match! What do you call this? This is what they call 'the wicked are punished by their own beasts'!"

Xing Tian and Kua Fu, who were standing nearby, were completely stunned.

"Thirteen Ancestral Witches, this...this can actually work?" Xing Tian touched his bald head, suddenly feeling a bit of danger. "This red thread is so strange? I'll have to be careful when I look for a wife in the future."

Lin Xuan wiped away the tears of laughter: "Alright, stop looking, or you'll get a sty. Send word to make tens of thousands of copies of this recording stone and distribute them throughout the Primordial World. I want the whole Primordial World to know that the Western Sage has a new love, and with extremely unusual tastes."

"Understood!" Xing Tian excitedly ran off to carry it out.

Lin Xuan stopped smiling and looked outside the main hall.

"Since things are in complete chaos in the West, it's time for us to get down to business here."

He turned to look at Yao Ji, who was sewing clothes for the children, and Long Ji, who was chatting with Nuwa.

Longji has now changed out of her unlucky wedding dress and into a light blue long gown, looking gentle and charming. However, a faint trace of sorrow still lingers between her brows.

Lin Xuan walked over and gently took Long Ji's hand.

"Longji".

Longji trembled, raised his head, and looked away, his eyes darting around: "Thirteen... Brother Lin."

"Don't call me 'elder brother' anymore, call me 'husband'," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "There's no time like the present. Three days from now, I will announce to the entire world that I will officially marry you."

Longji froze, tears welling up instantly: "But...but what about my father..."

"Him?" Lin Xuan sneered. "If he dares to utter a single word of dissent, I'll have Xing Tian give him another haircut. This time, I'll make sure he has no choice but to come, and he'll come smiling, bringing generous gifts!"