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

Inside the main hall of the Pangu Temple, the atmosphere was as lively as a Peach Banquet—no, even more lively than a Peach Banquet. After all, at the Peach Banquet, everyone had to maintain a certain air, but here, they were truly eating, drinking, and playing drinking games.

Lin Xuan had just put his daughter Lin Xi (Jin Yuanbao) to sleep when he turned around and was patted on the shoulder by a large hand.

"Good lad, the food at your Pangu Palace is a hundred times better than what I have on Jin'ao Island!"

The speaker was Tongtian Jiaozhu. This saint wasn't wearing his usual solemn Taoist robe today; instead, he had rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and was gnawing on the thigh of an unknown monster, his mouth covered in grease.

Lin Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and casually grabbed a glass of wine from the table and handed it to him: "Master, if you like, you can come and freeload every day. Anyway, we're all family, no need for formalities."

"Family? Heh, I like hearing that." The Tongtian Sect Leader took the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, but his eyes suddenly swept to the side.

In the corner, Han Zhixian was carrying a plate of spiritual fruits, walking cautiously this way. She originally wanted to bring Lin Xuan some fruits to help him sober up, but when she looked up and saw her sect leader with his arm around Lin Xuan's shoulder, she was so startled that her hand trembled and the plate almost flew away.

"Your disciple Han Zhixian greets the Sect Leader!" Han Zhixian quickly put down the plate and knelt obediently on the ground, not daring to raise her head.

She was genuinely panicked. While there were many outer disciples in the Jie Sect, opportunities to get close to the Tongtian Sect Master were rare. Not to mention her current awkward situation—she was clearly a disciple of the Jie Sect, yet she was living in the Witch Clan's stronghold, and her relationship with Lin Xuan was ambiguous.

The Tongtian Sect Leader chewed on his meat, squinting as he sized up Hanzhixian.

Upon seeing this, he stopped what he was doing.

"Huh?" The Tongtian Sect Leader threw the bone on the table, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Hanzhixian.

Han Zhixian trembled with fear, like a startled quail.

"Don't move." The Tongtian Sect Leader extended a finger and tapped Hanzhixian's brow from afar. "Strange, very strange. The last time I saw you, you were just an ordinary early-stage Golden Immortal, and your foundation wasn't very stable. How come in such a short time, your physical body is almost on par with a Great Witch? Your primordial spirit is also incredibly refined, showing faint signs of breaking through to Quasi-Saint?"

Lin Xuan chuckled to himself, saying nothing, just watching.

The Tongtian Sect Leader turned his head and looked at Lin Xuan suspiciously: "Boy, what did you feed her? A Nine-Turn Golden Elixir? Or did you feed her your yellow plum as a meal?"

"Master, that's not right of you." Lin Xuan walked over, helped Han Zhixian up, and casually put his arm around her. "Isn't it only natural for me to treat my wife well? Don't even mention Huang Zhongli, I'll pluck the stars from the sky for her to nourish her body, as long as I can."

That one word, "wife," made Han Zhixian's face turn bright red, as red as a monkey's bottom. She instinctively tried to struggle, but Lin Xuan's strong hand held her firmly, and she couldn't move at all. She could only bury her head in Lin Xuan's chest and pretend to be dead.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Good! What a perfectly justified thing to do!" The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at Lin Xuan and saying, "I knew you were a womanizer. Last time you abducted my personal disciples, and now you're even going after the outer disciples? Are you planning to empty out all the female immortals of my Jie Sect?"

Although he said he would "empty the place," the Tongtian Sect Leader didn't look angry at all. Instead, he looked very pleased.

He knew perfectly well what was going on. Although the Jie Sect was said to have ten thousand immortals paying homage, its disciples were of varying quality, and many had mediocre backgrounds, making their future path difficult. Especially this Hanzhi Immortal, who was originally just a marginal figure.

Now that he's followed Lin Xuan, his cultivation has skyrocketed like a rocket. A nascent soul at the half-step quasi-saint level, a physical body comparable to a great shaman? If this were in the Jie Sect, besides Duobao and a few others, who could compare?

This is a tremendous opportunity!

"Now that I'm yours, I can't be stingy." The Tongtian Sect Leader rummaged in his sleeve for a long time.

Lin Xuan's eyes lit up. If a sage is rummaging through his pocket, it must be something exquisite!

The Tongtian Sect Leader then took out a jade-green hairpin. The moment the hairpin was taken out, the surrounding wind and air instantly froze, as if even the air itself had been frozen in place.

"This girl Hanzhi has a Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, right?" The Tongtian Sect Leader handed over the hairpin. "This 'Sea-Stabilizing Divine Wind Hairpin' was crafted from a piece of innate spiritual wood that I casually picked up when I was practicing swordsmanship at the East Sea Eye years ago. Although it's not some innate supreme treasure, it's still a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. When used with the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, it can even block the winds from that old codger Zhunti's Seven Treasures Tree."

Han Zhixian was stunned. A top-grade acquired spiritual treasure? Personally crafted by the sect leader?

"Hurry up and take it!" Lin Xuan nudged her. "This is a dowry from your family, don't miss out!"

Han Zhixian finally realized what was happening, and with trembling hands, she accepted the hairpin. Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to kneel again: "Thank you for the gift, Master! This disciple... this disciple..."

"Alright, alright, stop crying." The Tongtian Sect Leader waved his hand. "Now that you've married into the Witch Clan, don't embarrass me anymore. If that brat Lin Xuan dares to bully you, go back to Golden Turtle Island, and I'll have your Senior Brother Duobao bring some people to cause trouble!"

"He wouldn't dare?" Lin Xuan glared. "I'm in pain right now."

At this moment, the Holy Mother of Wudang also came over, smiling as she tried to smooth things over: "Master, don't worry. Don't you know how our husband treats us? Come, come, let's continue drinking. That jar of 'Immortal's Intoxication' hasn't been opened yet."

"Yes, yes, let's drink!" Upon hearing that there was wine, the Tongtian Sect Leader immediately forgot his earlier sentimental remarks.

Lin Xuan watched Tongtian being dragged away by Wudang, then looked at Hanzhixian, who was clutching the hairpin tightly in her arms and had a happy expression on her face. He felt incredibly happy.

What do you call this? This is called extortion and bribery... No, this is called getting both money and favors.

"Come on, let's not just stand here." Lin Xuan leaned close to Han Zhixian's ear and whispered, "Since the sect leader has even given us a dowry, shouldn't we hold a proper wedding ceremony? We can't leave you without a formal status, can we?"

Han Zhixian's body went limp, and her voice was barely audible: "It...it's all up to my husband to decide."

Lin Xuan's heart burned with desire. This girl was so obedient, so adorable that he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"Someone come here!" Lin Xuan shouted at Xing Tian, ​​who was fighting with Lin Long for meat. "Stop eating! Go to the storeroom and get the red silk! There's another wedding at our Pangu Palace tomorrow!"

With a large bone dangling from his mouth, Xing Tian mumbled, "Ugh... Again? Thirteen Ancestral Witches, we're almost out of red silk!"

"If we don't have enough, we'll rob... no, we'll buy!" Lin Xuan waved his hand dismissively. "I'm rich! I can do whatever I want!"

A burst of laughter immediately filled the hall.