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That fan strike could have serious consequences.

A black and red hurricane, visible to the naked eye, took shape instantly.

It didn't blow towards Lin Xuan, nor towards the others in the Pangu Palace, but instead, as if guided, it went straight underground.

"Where did the wind go?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

next second.

The underworld, by the Bridge of Helplessness.

This was the busiest time of day. Countless ghosts lined up, waiting to drink the Meng Po soup (a soup symbolizing forgetfulness in Chinese mythology).

The ox-headed and horse-faced guardians, responsible for maintaining order, were shouting with forks in hand: "Line up! Don't push! You hanged ghost, put your tongue back!"

Just then.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void above their heads.

A terrifying black and red gale, accompanied by a strange howling sound, descended from the sky.

"What's going on?!"

When the bull looked up, its eyes nearly popped out of its head in fright.

The wind was so strong!

Wherever it passed, the ghosts that hadn't yet been reincarnated were blown away like fallen leaves in autumn.

"Ah—! I haven't had my soup yet!"

"Help! Where do I need to fly to?!"

"My wig got blown away!"

The cries of ghosts and wolves echoed throughout the underworld.

But that's not the worst part.

The wind seemed particularly interested in the bridge's structure. It swept up countless ghosts and slammed them violently onto the Bridge of Helplessness.

"Snap!"

The Bridge of Helplessness, which has stood in the underworld for countless years and witnessed countless joys and sorrows, let out a groan of unbearable burden.

then.

collapsed.

It broke in two.

Meng Po (an incarnation of Lady Pingxin), who was serving soup on the bridge, had her bowl blown away by the wind. She stared blankly at the ruins and the ghosts flying everywhere.

"Who...who did this?!"

The true form of Lady Pingxin suddenly opened her eyes deep within the underworld. She sensed it—this power…how could it be so similar to her newborn niece?

……

Pangu Hall.

A system notification suddenly sounded in Lin Xuan's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on the birth of your daughter.]

[Offspring's Name: Lin Sa]

[Inheritance: Innate Asura Wind and Fire Body (a perfect fusion of the Asura and Witch races).]

[Companion Magical Treasure: Yin-Yang Banana Leaf Fan (A growth-type supreme treasure; one fan generates wind, two fans generate fire, and three fans scare away ghosts and gods).]

[Special Event: Your daughter just knocked down the Bridge to Helplessness in the Underworld with a single blow of her fan, causing a traffic jam in the Underworld.]

[Host reward: 500,000 Merit Points for the Underground Path (to be used for bridge repair), Asura Combat Technique (Great Perfection).]

Lin Xuan: "..."

He looked at the little guy in his arms who was giggling, and his mouth twitched wildly.

This girl is even more troublesome than her older brothers and sisters!

Did the underworld get destroyed right after birth?

What will happen after this?

At this moment, the Styx Ancestor on the other side of the water mirror also saw the tragic state of the underworld (after all, it was his neighbor).

But instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! Great!"

"As expected of my Styx's granddaughter! That fan is powerful and imposing!"

"It's collapsed, so it's collapsed! Grandpa will pay for the repairs! We'll make sure it's gilded!"

The Styx Ancestor was gesturing wildly over there, wishing he could climb over the water mirror and hug the child.

Princess Iron Fan, lying on the bed, smiled helplessly upon hearing this.

"Husband, let's give her a name."

Lin Xuan looked at the spirited little girl in his arms and thought for a moment.

"Let's call her Lin Sa."

"Heroic and spirited, moving with the wind and fire."

"Hopefully in the future... well, she'll be more careful when she slaps people, and not destroy her own house."

Lin Sa seemed to like the name very much, waving her small fan and making "yi yi ya ya" sounds.

Lin Xuan carried her out of the delivery room.

Outside, members of the Lin family's "demolition office" had already gathered around.

"Dad! What does my sister look like?" Lin Tian leaned closer. "Let me see."

"Wow, that fan she's holding is so cool!" Lin Yang looked at the banana leaf fan with longing. "Can I borrow it to play with? I want to fan myself up and roast meat."

"Don't even think about it." Lin Xuan lifted Lin Sa high in the air. "This is your sister's natal magic weapon; no one can take it away."

"Furthermore," Lin Xuan said earnestly, looking at the group of unruly children, "when you cause trouble in the future, take this little sister with you."

"Why?" Lin Ling'er asked curiously.

"Because," Lin Xuan pointed to the ground, "she can cut off the road with one wave of her fan. When that happens, no one will be able to catch you when you run away."

The children: "..."

Dad, what are you teaching us?

However, it sounds like it makes a lot of sense.

Just as the Pangu Palace was filled with joy and celebration.

Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the two shattered life tablets in his hand (representing that Yu Ding and Dao Xing had been captured or seriously injured), and sensed the humiliating scene coming from Chaoge City.

"puff--!"

He finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of golden holy blood.

"Lin Xuan!!!"

"I'm not done with you!!!"

On this day, the roar of the Kunlun Mountains was more desolate than ever before.

The laughter in the Pangu Temple was louder than ever before.

(The End... just kidding, the excitement continues!)