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

Pangu Hall.

The atmosphere today is a bit serious, and a bit... eerie.

The twelve Ancestral Witches sat around the enormous stone table, which was laden with various spiritual fruits and meats, but no one touched their chopsticks. All eyes were fixed on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan sat upright, holding a teacup in his hand, his face calm.

"Thirteenth brother," Dijiang broke the silence, tapping the table with a bone club in his hand, "What did you just say? You're going to marry that...that Su Daji?"

"Yes." Lin Xuan nodded. "I've already made a list of the betrothal gifts."

"No way!" Zhu Rong was the first to jump up, flames leaping from her hair. "Thirteenth brother, we'll support whoever you want to marry. Even if you want to marry Yaochi, we can go and tear down Haotian's bird's nest and take it away. But... that Su Daji is a vixen!"

"What's wrong with a vixen?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"That fox spirit... so weak!" Gonggong chimed in from the side. "What else can the nine-tailed fox clan do besides bewitching people? When our Wu clan looks for a wife, we need someone who can fight! Look at Xi Wangmu, she's the head of all female immortals; look at Xihe, she's the goddess of the moon; look at Kong Xuan, her five-colored divine light is so dazzling it leaves me speechless. This Su Daji... if she gives birth to a child who can't even lift an axe, wouldn't that be a disgrace to our ancestral witches?"

The other ancestral witches also nodded in agreement.

In the aesthetic standards of the Wu tribe, strength, fighting ability, and noble bloodline are the hard criteria. Although the nine-tailed fox is considered quite good among the demon race, in the eyes of the ancestral witches, it is just a plaything, not worthy of being presented on a grand scale.

Although Houtu didn't speak, she looked at Lin Xuan with worry. It wasn't that she disliked Su Daji for being weak; she was afraid that this vixen would have a bad reputation, and that Lin Xuan would be gossiped about behind his back in the future.

Lin Xuan sighed.

These older brothers and sisters are typical examples of late-stage "power worship syndrome".

"Eldest brother, fifth brother, sixth brother," Lin Xuan put down his teacup, "Do you think Su Daji is weak?"

"She's definitely weak!" Zhu Rong shouted. "I could kill her with just one finger."

"Okay, then take a look at this."

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and a recording stone flew into the air.

The scene depicts Su Daji battling the Eighteen Arhats in the Xiqi Canyon.

Su Daji stood on horseback, her face filled with murderous intent, wielding her golden abacus with great force.

"Bomb it up, you bastard!"

With a roar, explosive talismans filled the sky as if they were free, blasting the eighteen Arhats into fleeing in terror.

Immediately afterwards, the abacus beads were fired like a machine gun, causing the Tiger-Taming Arhat to vomit blood.

Although he was almost suppressed by the Dharma Image in the end, his ruthlessness and fierceness in the face of a powerful enemy could be felt through the scenes.

The main hall fell silent.

Zhu Rong's mouth was wide open, and he didn't even notice the bone club falling to the ground.

"This...this is that fox spirit?" Zhu Rong rubbed his eyes. "The way she throws the talismans, it's like we're throwing stones! So arrogant?"

"This abacus...is it a magic weapon?" Gonggong was dumbfounded. "This thing hurts pretty much when it hits someone. Look, even the face of that Tiger-Taming Arhat has turned green."

Dijiang stared at Su Daji in the picture, especially when he saw her still holding the abacus and refusing to give in when she was facing certain death. His eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Excellent! What a spirited woman!" Dijiang slapped his thigh. "This isn't a vixen at all! She's clearly a descendant of our witch clan! This temperament is just my type!"

Lin Xuan smiled. He knew that as long as these Ancestral Witches saw the "violent" side, they would throw all their prejudices to the wind.

"Moreover," Lin Xuan added slowly, "Big brother, look at her figure. Although she looks thin, she has everything she should have. Especially that butt... cough cough, I've read her fortune, she's fertile. She'll definitely be able to add a lot of children to our Lin family in the future."

This sentence struck directly at the Accomplished Witches' weak spot.

What the Witch Clan lacks most right now? Children! Children with primordial spirits!

"Can she have children?" Houtu's eyes lit up. "Thirteenth brother, are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely certain," Lin Xuan said with certainty. "Besides, she's an excellent accountant. Our Pangu Palace is now quite large and powerful, and we need someone to manage the distribution of those spiritual treasures and roots, as well as our trade with the human race. Wudang can't handle it all by himself, and Su Daji is perfect for helping out."

"Then what are we waiting for!" Di Jiang suddenly stood up, waving his hand, "Marry her! We must marry her! Anyone who dares to say this vixen is weak, I'll be the first to tear their mouth apart!"

"Not only will we get married, but we'll have a grand wedding!" Zhurong exclaimed excitedly. "We haven't had a proper celebration in ages. This time, we'll make it a huge affair, so the whole world knows that our Wu tribe has gained another member!"

"What about the betrothal gifts..." Lin Xuan asked tentatively.

"A betrothal gift?" Di Jiang waved his hand, his arrogance soaring to the heavens. "Open the storeroom! Pack up all those... oh no, all those glittering trinkets we robbed from the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court last time! And all those ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, those innate ores—pack up anything the fox likes!"

"Xingtian! Kuafu!" Dijiang shouted outside.

"Here!" Two burly men came running in, all excited.

"Go! Gather eight hundred great shamans and eight thousand shaman soldiers! Bring out our best war chariots!" Dijiang's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Let's go to Qingqiu Mountain to propose marriage!"

Lin Xuan's lips twitched slightly.

Eight hundred great shamans? Eight thousand shaman soldiers? And they even drive war chariots?

Is this supposed to be a marriage proposal? This is clearly an extermination operation!

"Big brother, can you be a little more discreet?" Lin Xuan said helplessly. "Don't scare the old fox king to death."

"Keep it low-key my ass!" Dijiang glared. "When our Wu clan does something, we make sure the whole world knows! Besides, how can we show our importance if we don't bring a lot of people?"

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead.

Oh no, Qingqiu Mountain is probably going to be in complete chaos this time.