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

Time flies like water, and hundreds of years pass in the blink of an eye.

The human race is developing rapidly. Under the rule of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the human race's fortunes are at their zenith. Now it is the early Shang Dynasty. Although the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has not yet fully erupted, a faint smell of gunpowder is already permeating the air.

Chentang Pass.

Inside the General's mansion, Li Jing was frowning deeply. His wife, Lady Yin, had been pregnant for three years and six months, but had given birth to a ball of flesh.

Although Lin Xuan had told him long ago that this child was extraordinary, the sight of this fleshy ball bouncing around on the ground was indeed a bit creepy.

And not far from Chentang Pass is the Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain.

Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, was sitting cross-legged on a futon, his face gloomy.

Since being wiped out by Lin Xuan's children, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect have suffered heavy losses. Guang Chengzi is still recuperating on Kunlun Mountain, and Chi Jingzi trembles at the sight of vines.

Although Taiyi Zhenren had almost fully recovered, he was still filled with genuine hatred.

"Damn the Witch Clan! Damn Lin Xuan!" Taiyi Zhenren gritted his teeth, "If I don't avenge this, I'll be unworthy of being a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect!"

He recently calculated that he was destined to face a calamity and needed to take on a disciple to protect him. This disciple was the fleshy ball—the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl.

However, simply taking on a disciple is not enough; one must also find a whetstone for that disciple, or rather... find an unlucky person to trigger a calamity, thereby transferring the killing tribulation.

Taiyi Zhenren's gaze swept across the map of the prehistoric world.

Who to look for?

Seek out the Witch Clan? No way, I'd be beaten to death.

Seeking out core disciples of the Jie Sect? They wouldn't dare, as the Tongtian Sect Leader was notoriously protective of his own.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the Skull Mountain and White Bone Cave outside Chentang Pass.

A goddess named Shiji lived there.

The Stone Goddess's true form is a stubborn rock. Although she is also a disciple of the Jie Sect, she is only an outer disciple. She usually lives a secluded life, is honest and simple, and doesn't even have a decent magic weapon. All she knows is to meditate and chant scriptures in her cave.

"It's you." Taiyi Zhenren's lips curled into a cruel sneer.

"No background, no backing, and you're just a member of the Jie Sect. Killing you will not only help my disciple overcome his tribulation, but also disgust Tongtian. It's a win-win situation."

This is the logic of the Chan sect. They only pick on the weakest link.

"As long as it's done cleanly and it's said to be an accident, Tongtian won't be able to say anything."

Having made up his mind, Taiyi Zhenren flashed and arrived at the city tower of Chentang Pass.

There, displayed, was a treasured artifact—the Xuanyuan Qiankun Bow and the Zhentian Arrow.

This was left behind by the Yellow Emperor, and it was incredibly powerful, but because it was so heavy, no one could pull it apart.

"Hmph, if mortals can't pull them apart, surely I can!"

Taiyi Zhenren did not take direct action, but instead cast an illusion spell to confuse the little Nezha who was playing on the city wall (at this time, Nezha had already come out of the ball of flesh and was a mischievous child of a few years old).

"Kid, look at that bow, isn't it fun?" Taiyi Zhenren's voice was full of enticement.

Nezha was at his most mischievous age, and upon hearing this, he ran over to draw his bow.

But he wasn't strong enough.

Taiyi Zhenren, hiding in the shadows, flicked his finger, and a stream of immortal power flowed into Nezha's body.

"open!"

Nezha felt his whole body filled with strength and pulled hard.

collapse!

The bow is fully drawn.

"Where should I shoot?" Nezha looked around.

Taiyi Zhenren secretly guided the arrow once again, and a surge of energy pulled the Heaven-Shaking Arrow, its arrowhead pointing directly towards the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain.

"go!"

Whoosh-!

The Heaven-Shaking Arrow transformed into a streak of light, carrying an unwavering killing intent, tearing through the sky and heading straight for Skull Mountain.

at the same time.

Lin Xuan, who was playing with his child in the Pangu Palace, suddenly heard a system notification in his mind.

[Ding! Detected that the Chan Sect is plotting against Shi Ji, a disciple of the Jie Sect.]

[Emergency mission triggered: Rescue unlucky Shi Ji.]

[Mission Description: Shi Ji is a well-known honest man in the primordial world. He was sitting at home when trouble came knocking on his door. Please, host, stop this tragedy and deliver a heavy blow to the perpetrators.]

[Task Reward: Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure - Upgraded Treasure-Dropping Coin (can drop a Saint's magic weapon once).]

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

"That old bastard Taiyi, is he asking for trouble again?"

He glanced at Lin Huang, the fourteenth son, who was playing in the mud nearby.

The kid is now incredibly handsome, but he's been feeling down these past few days because he didn't manage to snag any fun toys.

"Huang'er, stop playing in the mud." Lin Xuan walked over, picked up Lin Huang, and said, "Daddy will take you hunting. There's a big, shiny treasure flying in the sky, let's go catch it."

Upon hearing "a sparkling little darling," Lin Huang's eyes instantly turned into searchlights.

"Eeya!" (Let's go!)