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Qingqiu Mountain, the ancestral home of the fox clan.

This place is shrouded in mist year-round, with beautiful scenery, making it a rare tranquil spot in the primordial world. Although the fox clan is not among the strongest, their skill in charm and illusion, coupled with the old fox king's shrewdness, has allowed them to survive in this chaotic world.

But today, that tranquility has been completely shattered.

The old fox king was lying on a recliner, sunbathing, holding a pipe in his hand and humming a little tune.

Suddenly, it got dark.

It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun, but rather an intense, overwhelming aura of malevolence that completely blocked out the sunlight above Qingqiu Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the earth began to tremble.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Those were the sounds of perfectly synchronized footsteps; each landing felt like a blow to the old fox king's heart.

"What's going on? An earthquake?" The old fox king was so frightened that he dropped his pipe and scrambled out of his cave.

What he saw almost scared the soul out of him.

Outside Qingqiu Mountain, there was a dense, dark mass of people.

Each of them was over ten feet tall, with bulging muscles, holding large axes, maces, and long spears, and exuding a suffocating aura of bloodthirst.

The leaders were even more terrifying.

A headless giant with a wide grin from his belly button; a burly red-haired man engulfed in flames picking his teeth with a giant halberd; and a middle-aged man with wings on his back and a dignified face scrutinizing the protective array of Qingqiu Mountain with the eyes of someone examining prey.

"The Witch Clan... the Witch Clan?!" The old fox king's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. "It's over! It's over! This is going to mean the extermination of our entire clan!"

His mind raced. The fox clan hadn't offended the witch clan recently, had they? Could it be that some little fox had been foolish enough to seduce a high witch?

"Quick! Quickly call out all the clansmen! Prepare... prepare to surrender!" the old fox king cried out, his voice trembling with sobs. They certainly couldn't win in a fight; even if the Demon Emperor were resurrected, he would have to think twice before engaging in battle.

Just then, the middle-aged man with wings on his back (Dijiang) stepped forward and roared at the top of his lungs:

"Listen up, fox inside! Open the door! We've come to bring you warmth!"

This shout, as loud as a bell, made the protective array of Qingqiu Mountain vibrate.

"Sending...sending warmth?" The old fox king was dumbfounded.

These days, offering warmth with an axe? Are they trying to chop us up and use us as firewood?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty," a little fox stammered, approaching us, "they said they'd bring warmth, does that mean... do they mean they'll eat us?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The old fox king wiped away his cold sweat, forced himself to stand up, and shouted across the great formation, "Esteemed lords of the witch clan! I wonder where my Qingqiu fox clan has offended you? If we have been offended, this old man is willing to apologize. Please be merciful and spare my clan and its members!"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang frowned.

"Why is this old fox dragging his feet? I already said it's a good thing."

Zhu Rong, standing nearby, grew impatient: "Brother, what's the point of talking to him! Just break through the formation and talk!"

"No, no, no!" Lin Xuan quickly stopped the two old men. "This is our future father-in-law's house. How will we visit relatives if we tear down the door?"

Lin Xuan straightened his clothes, stepped forward, and wore his signature gentle smile.

"Elder Chief, please don't misunderstand. I am Lin Xuan."

"Lin...Lin Xuan?" The old fox king was stunned for a moment. This name had been making waves lately. The thirteenth Ancestral Witch, the Holy Father of the Human Race, a ruthless person who dared to confront even saints.

"So it's Lord Lin Xuan!" The old fox king panicked even more. "What brings you here, sir?"

"I've come to propose marriage." Lin Xuan gestured to Su Daji behind him. "I wish to marry the noblewoman Su Daji. These..."

Lin Xuan pointed to the endless army of the Wu tribe behind him, along with the large and small carts.

"These are the betrothal gifts."

"Propose... propose marriage?" The old fox king's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He glanced at Su Daji, who stood shyly beside Lin Xuan. She was the most promising junior of their fox clan, and he had been worried about what might happen to her when she was sent to Chaoge.

As it turned out... this girl actually brought back the ancestor of the witch clan?

"Really?" The old fox king couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true." Dijiang grew impatient, waving his hand. "Men, show us what you have!"

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The eight thousand shaman soldiers shouted in unison, and then opened the large chests behind them.

Golden light!

The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the entire Qingqiu Mountain.

The box was filled with top-grade spirit stones, innate ores, ancient spiritual herbs, and various jewelry and ornaments plundered from the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

There were even a few low-grade innate spiritual treasures, which were just casually tossed on top of the box.

"This...this..." The old fox king gasped for breath and almost fainted.

This isn't just a betrothal gift! It's like bringing half the treasures of the primordial world!

"How's it going? Is it enough?" Zhu Rong shouted. "If it's not enough, we'll go rob some more... oh no, we'll go gather some more!"

"Enough! Enough!" The old fox king trembled with excitement, tears streaming down his face. "Quickly! Activate the formation! Welcome our distinguished guest!"

The protective array around the mountain slowly opened.

The old fox king, along with his entire clan, knelt on the ground to welcome them.

"This humble old man pays his respects to all the Ancestral Witches! He also pays his respects to Lord Lin Xuan!" The old fox king looked at the mountain of treasures and was overjoyed.

What was initially thought to be a catastrophe turned out to be a meteoric rise!

With this marriage arranged, who in the primordial world would dare to bully the fox clan? Anyone who dares to lay a finger on a fox clan member is going against the witch clan!

"Alright, stop kneeling." Lin Xuan helped the old fox king up. "From now on, we're all family. I'm taking Daji with me; you can keep these things for yourselves."

Su Daji walked up to the old fox king, knelt down and kowtowed: "Grandpa Clan Chief, Daji... is getting married."

"Good! Good!" The old fox king cried, tears streaming down his face. "You've married well! You've married well! From now on, you must serve Lord Lin Xuan well and not be temperamental, understand?"

"I understand." Su Daji nodded, her eyes red.

Dijiang walked over and patted the old fox king on the shoulder, almost knocking the old fox king over.

"Old fox, from now on we're in-laws. If anyone dares to bully you, just say my name, Di Jiang! If saying my name doesn't work, I'll bring my men and wipe them out!"

The old fox king rubbed his aching shoulder, his smile brighter than a flower: "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, father-in-law!"

This is probably the most magical day in the history of Qingqiu Mountain.

A group of burly witch warriors, who were originally regarded as monstrous beasts, were drinking themselves into a stupor in the fox den, befriending a bunch of little foxes. Meanwhile, the old fox king was grinning from ear to ear, clutching a chest of spirit stones, even dreaming of counting money.