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

The Styx Ancestor is now truly wishing he were dead.

He was being held by Lin Long's leg, his pants soaked with saliva, and he also had to guard against Lin Tian's brick and Lin Yang's fire. Turning his head, he saw his precious daughter being held by the hand by Lin Xuan, following behind him as obediently as a kitten.

"What a terrible thing!" Styx sighed to the heavens.

Lin Xuan pulled Princess Iron Fan to the River Styx, kicked a large rock over, sat down with an air of authority, and casually pulled Princess Iron Fan to stand beside him like a personal maid.

"Come on, Styx, now we can talk about repayment calmly."

Lin Xuan took out a golden abacus from his pocket—this was a "debt collection abacus" specially made for him by Su Daji, and every bead on it was polished from top-grade spirit stones.

"Crackling and popping!"

Lin Xuan's fingers flew across the abacus.

"The principal is two top-grade innate spiritual treasures. According to the original agreement, the interest increases by one-thousandth for each day of overdue payment. You've been overdue for ninety days, so the interest is..."

Lin Xuan uttered a string of astronomical figures.

"Add to that the compensation for emotional distress, the compensation for my son's fright, and the compensation for your daughter slapping me with a fan... well, rounding it down, you now owe me three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, plus all the profits from the Blood Sea for the next ten thousand years."

"What?!" Styx's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Ten thousand years?! Why don't you just rob me?!"

"I'm just trying to take advantage of you... oh no, I'm trying to reason with you," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "If you don't want to give it to me, that's fine too. Then we'll take legal action."

"What legal procedures?" Styx was taken aback.

"The underworld is run by my family, and the underground passages are managed by my sister." Lin Xuan pointed upwards. "I'll have Houtu take off your Qin Guangwang hat later, and then throw you into the eighteenth level of hell for 'malicious wage arrears.' You choose."

The Styx River was completely withered.

This is blatant corruption and bribery! This is organized crime!

But what could he do? He couldn't win!

"I...I really can't come up with that much right now," Minghe said with a mournful face. "You saw it too, all my savings are for my daughter's dowry, it's all in that storeroom, and you all saw it just now."

"Oh, that warehouse." Lin Xuan nodded. "I've looked at it. The stuff is alright, but it's not enough to cover this much debt."

"Then... what should we do?" Styx was in despair.

Lin Xuan suddenly stopped working on the abacus, his gaze swept over Princess Iron Fan for a moment, and then fell back onto Styx's face.

"Actually, there is another option."

"What plan?" Styx asked, as if grasping at a straw.

"Look, you owe me money because you want to save up for your daughter's dowry. If your daughter marries into our family, then that dowry will essentially come with her, right? And since we're family now, this debt... can't we just forget about it?"

Lin Xuan's logic is simply impeccable (utterly shameless).

Styx was stunned.

Princess Iron Fan was also stunned.

"You...you want to marry my daughter?" Styx pointed at Lin Xuan, his finger trembling.

"What? Did you wrong her?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "I am the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch, a true descendant of Pangu. My family has a house, a car, and high status. Although we have a lot of children, they are all talented. If your daughter marries into our family, she will be destined to enjoy a life of luxury."

"No way!" Styx refused without even thinking. "I only have one daughter! She absolutely cannot be your concubine! Besides, what kind of place is your home? It's a den of wolves! My daughter is so innocent; if she goes there, she'll be bullied to death!"

"Father..." Princess Iron Fan tugged at Styx's sleeve from the side, her face flushed, but she didn't say anything.

"Look, your daughter didn't object," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"She's been scared out of her wits by you!" Styx was fiercely protective of his daughter. "Anyway, it won't work! I have no money, but you can have my life! At worst, I'll self-destruct with the Blood Sea!"

Styx was driven to desperation, and a violent aura actually surged from his body.

Just then, twelve terrifying auras suddenly came from the horizon.

"Who dares to bully my thirteenth brother?!"

A loud shout shook the sea of ​​blood to its core.

Immediately afterwards, twelve towering giant figures appeared on the horizon.

Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming... all twelve ancestral witches are present!

They were all fierce and menacing, their murderous aura overwhelming, completely suppressing the momentum of Styx's earlier self-destruction.

"Big brother! What brings you here?" Lin Xuan waved in surprise.

"We heard you were here to collect the debt, and we were afraid this old bastard would try to renege, so we came to back you up." Zhu Rong, carrying two balls of fire, swaggered over. "How about it? This old bastard isn't going to pay, is he? Should I boil this sea of ​​blood dry?"

Styx looked at the twelve malevolent stars and felt utterly hopeless.

One Lin Xuan is enough to deal with, but with all twelve of them coming, what chance does he have?

"No, no, no, Brother Zhurong, don't be impulsive." Lin Xuan quickly stopped him, "We're discussing marriage."

"A marriage?" Houtu's eyes lit up, her gaze instantly locking onto Princess Iron Fan. "This is my sister-in-law? Oh my, she's so pretty! That waist, that bottom, she looks like she'll bear a lot of children!"

Princess Iron Fan felt extremely uncomfortable under Houtu's gaze, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

"Since she's our brother's wife, we can't be stingy." Dijiang waved his hand. "We have to give a dowry when our thirteenth brother gets married."

"A betrothal gift?" Styx was taken aback, wondering if there was still a chance.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong exchanged a glance and chuckled.

"There's nothing good here, but I think those two mountains are nice."

Zhu Rong pointed to the two sword mountains deep in the sea of ​​blood, which were made up of countless withered bones and sharp swords—these were actually sword mounds used by the Styx River to nurture the two killing swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi.

"rise!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong each hugged a mountain, and with a loud shout, they actually uprooted the two mountains!

Rumble!

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Styx's heart was bleeding. That was his sword tomb!

"Come, in-laws." Zhu Rong placed a mountain in front of the River Styx, causing the ground to crack open. "We'll rearrange these two mountains for you; consider it a betrothal gift. Look how magnificent it is!"

This is supposed to be a betrothal gift? It's clearly like they took my things apart, rearranged them, and then claimed it was a gift for me!

Is this the logic of the witch clan?!

"How is it? Is this betrothal gift sincere enough?" Lin Xuan asked, suppressing a laugh.

Styx looked at the two mountains that had been uprooted and mangled, then at the twelve Ancestral Witches who were eyeing him menacingly, and finally at Princess Iron Fan, who was being pulled by the hand by Houtu and called "sister".

He knew that the situation was hopeless.

"That's...that's sincere enough..." The River of the Underworld shed tears of humiliation. "As long as you don't destroy my Sea of ​​Blood, I'll do anything..."

"That's more like it!" Lin Xuan slapped his thigh. "Come on, call me son-in-law and let me hear it."

Styx: "..."

Can I die?