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When Lin Xuan brought the Holy Mother of Fire back to the Pangu Palace, a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance.

Dijiang was picking his teeth with Zhurong and Gonggong, while Lin Tian was playing with mud with his younger siblings—or more accurately, they were making ugly statues of Guangchengzi out of the ten-thousand-year-old soil.

Upon seeing Lin Xuan lead the Holy Mother of Fire out, Zhu Rong was the first to exclaim: "Good heavens! Thirteenth brother, you're fast! You went out to rescue someone and came back with a sister-in-law?"

Gonggong chimed in from the side: "Fire Spirit, when my thirteenth brother saved you just now, there was quite a commotion. I could hear thunder outside. Did he take advantage of you?"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had never seen anything like this before. Her face turned so red that she wanted to disappear into the ground, and she shrank behind Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan glared at them: "Go away, go away, you all have nothing better to do, huh? Big brother, go and move those boxes of top-grade spirit crystals out of the storeroom. Second brother, go and catch a few fat dragons, we're having a feast at Pangu Palace today!"

Dijiang chuckled: Alright! Getting married is a big deal, and our Wu tribe can't lose face.

Just then, the void rippled, and the Tongtian Sect Leader rushed in with Duobao Daoist in a great hurry.

Before Tongtian even landed, his voice boomed: "Lin Xuan! You old bastard! What have you done to my grand-disciple? Where's that bastard Guang Chengzi? I'm going to Kunlun Mountain to rip his skull off!"

Daoist Duobao also looked anxious: "Fire Spirit! My disciple, are you alright?"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit quickly stepped forward and bowed to Tongtian and Duobao: "Grandmaster, Master, Fire Spirit is alright. It was... it was Lord Lin Xuan who saved me."

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked the Fire Spirit Mother up and down, then suddenly frowned and stared at Lin Xuan for a long time.

Lin Xuan, something's wrong with your aura. Tongtian leaned closer, sniffing hard. "Why do you have the aura of Huo Ling's origin on you? Also, how did Huo Ling suddenly break through to Quasi-Saint? What did you do to her?"

Lin Xuan coughed lightly and said shamelessly, "I didn't do anything, I just used some special methods to heal her injuries. I'm worried her injuries might relapse, so I plan to keep her in the Pangu Palace for a few more days to observe her."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's eyes darted around, and he immediately understood. He slapped his forehead: "What a disaster! Lin Xuan, you're a beast! Yunxiao and Bixiao are your wives, and according to seniority, Huo Ling should call you Grandmaster Uncle. Now you've taken her in too, and the whole hierarchy is messed up! From now on, when Huo Ling sees Yunxiao, should she call her Grandmaster Uncle or Sister?"

Daoist Duobao, who had been worried about his disciple, had a truly fascinating expression upon hearing this. He looked at the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, then at Lin Xuan, and finally stammered, "Lord Lin Xuan, how... how am I supposed to address you from now on?"

Lin Xuan chuckled and patted Duobao on the shoulder: "Brother Duobao, let's stick to our own way of addressing each other. You call me brother-in-law, I'll call you senior brother, and Huo Ling will call you master. Isn't that perfect?"

Daoist Duobao's eyes twitched: "Good my ass! My disciple became your wife, and I've suddenly become two generations younger for no reason!"

Lin Xuan lowered his voice and said, "Brother Duobao, don't be angry. I know you've been repairing those broken magical artifacts in the Underworld lately, and you're short on materials. How about this, I'll give you double the betrothal gifts from the Fire Spirit. Besides the usual spirit stones and immortal fruits, I'll also give you ten catties of Chaos Refined Iron and three Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pills. What do you think?"

Daoist Duobao, who had been about to complain a bit more, instantly had his eyes light up with greed upon hearing "Chaotic Refined Iron" and "Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Pill." His chubby face immediately broke into a wide smile, and he grabbed Lin Xuan's hand, saying, "Brother Lin Xuan, look at you, you're being too polite. Seniority and such are all meaningless. As long as Huo Ling is happy, what does it matter if I, as her master, suffer a little loss?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader watched from the side and shook his head: Duobao, you good-for-nothing, you were bought off with just a few materials.

Daoist Duobao said confidently, "Master, this is Chaos Refined Iron! With this, our Jie Sect's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation will be at least 30% more stable. Besides, Brother Lin Xuan's character is beyond reproach. It's better for Huo Ling to follow him than to be ostracized by those brats on Jin'ao Island, right?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted, though he was actually quite pleased. The Jie Sect was now completely bound to the Witch Clan, and the more female immortals Lin Xuan took in, the more secure his position as a saint would be.

"Alright, alright, stop making a fool of yourself here." Tongtian said to Lin Xuan, "Now that everything's done, the wedding should be decent. Don't think you can save money just because Huo Ling is a third-generation disciple. Let me tell you, if the bride price is even a penny less, I'll make sure you don't even get through the gates of Biyou Palace!"

Lin Xuan patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, brother, have I ever been short of money? Three days later, I'll have my elder brother take the betrothal gifts to Jin'ao Island, and I guarantee everyone in the prehistoric world will be amazed."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit stood aside, listening to them discuss their marriage, feeling a warm glow in her heart. Before, in the Jie Sect, she always felt like an outsider, but now, watching her grandmaster and master haggle with Lin Xuan over her dowry, she realized that she was truly cared for.

At this moment, the Holy Mother Wudang, along with Yunxiao and the Holy Mother Jinguang, also came over.

The Holy Mother of Wudang held Huoling's hand gently and said, "Sister Huoling, from now on we are all family. No one here will ostracize you. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me, and I will stand up for you."

Yunxiao smiled and said, "Nephew Huoling... oh no, I should call you Sister Huoling now. Your room is all set up, right next to mine. We can practice formations together often from now on."

The Golden Light Mother went even further: "Fire Spirit, I've heard you have a bad temper? Perfect, I'm not one to be trifled with either. From now on, let's join forces, sisters, and see who dares to cause trouble in the Pangu Palace."

Looking at these former martial arts sisters and aunts, who had now become her close friends, the Holy Mother of Fire's eyes reddened again. She bowed deeply to the women: "Thank you all for taking care of me, sisters."

Lin Xuan felt incredibly comfortable looking at the harmonious family. He waved his hand and said, "Come on! Let's go inside and eat! We'll drink until we drop tonight!"

Inside the Pangu Hall, the aroma of wine filled the air. Lin Xuan sat in the main seat, with the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit on his left and the Holy Mother of Wudang on his right. Below them sat the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Tongtian Sect Master and his disciples.

The meal was quite a lively affair. Zhu Rong and Duo Bao were having a drinking contest, while Di Jiang was boasting to Tong Tian, ​​saying that he would demolish the South Gate of Heaven and replace it with the back gate of the Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan looked at the scene before him, inwardly sneering: "Yuanshi Tianzun, you sent Guang Chengzi to ambush Huo Ling, trying to sow discord between the Jie Sect and the Wu Clan. And what was the result? Not only did you give me a prospective Holy Bride, but you also strengthened the relationships within my Jie Sect. I have to give you a thumbs up for this move!"

I just wonder, when you see the mountain of betrothal gifts at the wedding three days from now, will you be so angry that you vomit blood again?