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Lin Xuan's appearance had an outstanding effect.

This is the power of the system's [Top-Tier Charm Aura]. In this prehistoric world where aesthetics are generally rough, or even greasy like Dong Wanggong's, Lin Xuan's image as a noble young master with modern aesthetics and a touch of "fragmentation" is simply a dimensional reduction attack.

The Queen Mother of the West's heartbeat inexplicably quickened by two beats.

She quickly recited the calming mantra to steady her mind.

"I am Lin Xuan, the thirteenth ancestral witch of the Witch Clan. I greet Fellow Daoist west Wangmu."

Lin Xuan traversed the air, walked to the front of the formation, and performed a standard Daoist bow to the Queen Mother of the West. His movements were elegant and polite, showing no trace of the barbarity of the Wu tribe.

"this……"

The Queen Mother of the West was somewhat at a loss.

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, let alone such a beautiful smiling face.

"Fellow Daoist Lin Xuan, you're too kind." The Queen Mother of the West returned the greeting, but her eyes still warily swept over the army behind her. "It's just that this display of force..."

"Feel sorry."

Lin Xuan pointed helplessly to his older brothers and sisters behind him: "My brothers and sisters were too eager to protect their younger brother and acted rashly, disturbing your peaceful cultivation. I apologize here."

This statement both protected her family and gave the Queen Mother of the West a way out.

Upon hearing this, Di Jiang immediately burst into laughter, "Haha, yes, yes, yes! I'm a rough man, I don't understand those roundabout ways. Anyway, that's the gist of it!"

Having said that, Dijiang waved his hand and said, "Men! Bring up the betrothal gifts!"

"Boom!"

Hundreds of towering shamans stepped forward, each carrying a...mountain?

No, that's not a mountain.

That's a small mountain made of all sorts of rare and precious materials!

"Splash!"

The first hill was dumped on the square of Xikunlun.

Those were countless ancient medicinal herbs, ginseng and lingzhi piled together like weeds, and the fragrance they emitted instantly caused the surrounding flowers and plants to grow wildly.

"This is for my younger brother and sister-in-law to nourish their bodies!" Zhu Rong shouted.

The second one followed immediately.

The various rare ores and divine iron were mined by the Wu tribe from the depths of Buzhou Mountain; any piece of them could be refined into a postnatal spiritual treasure.

"This is for my younger siblings to practice!" Gonggong added.

Then came the third, the fourth...

Finally, Dijiang stepped forward, took out a storage bag from his robes, and poured it out.

"Jingle bells!"

More than a dozen dazzling magical artifacts fell out.

There is a sword, a tower, a seal, and beads.

Each piece radiates an innate, undying spiritual light.

Innate spiritual treasure!

A total of twelve innate spiritual treasures!

Among them was even a top-grade innate spiritual treasure—the Flame Banner of the Earth!

The entire room fell silent.

The Queen Mother of the West was completely dumbfounded.

This... this is the "small gift" of the Wu tribe?

You should know that many Great Luo Golden Immortals spend their entire lives searching for even a single low-grade innate spiritual treasure. And the Witch Clan just threw twelve of them on the ground like garbage?

This isn't a betrothal ceremony; it's practically throwing money at someone!

The Eastern King Duke, standing nearby, nearly popped his eyes out.

He was just boasting about how many resources he could provide for the Queen Mother of the West, but compared to the Wu tribe, he was practically a beggar.

He had been eyeing the Flaming Banner that was off the ground for a long time but hadn't been able to get his hands on it, only to have it casually tossed out by Dijiang.

"This...this is too valuable."

The Queen Mother of the West felt her throat was dry.

She is indeed the head of the female immortals, but I have never seen anyone so arrogant.

"Valuable my foot!"

Zhu Rong curled her lip in disdain: "These junks are useless to our Wu clan (the Wu clan doesn't have primordial spirits, so they can't use spiritual treasures). They're just taking up space in the storeroom. As long as you agree, sister-in-law, we'll rob you of everything in the demon clan's treasure vault!"

Lin Xuan's lips twitched.

Dude, can't you speak properly? What do you mean by "junk"? What do you mean by "robbery"?

That's "taking"!

However, seeing the Queen Mother of the West's shocked and dazed expression, Lin Xuan knew that things were going well.

In this dog-eat-dog world, strength and resources are the most fundamental principles.

Although this method is simple and crude, I have to say, it's really effective.

"The Queen Mother of the West!"

Just then, that jarring voice rang out again.

Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West seemed to be wavering, the Eastern King Duke's jealousy clouded his judgment: "You cannot agree! They are the Witch Clan! They are barbarians who do not cultivate the Heavenly Way! If you marry them, you will be cutting yourself off from the Xuanmen! The Dao Ancestor will not let you off!"

These words instantly turned the festive atmosphere cold.

Dijiang's smile vanished.

The flames on Zhurong's body flared up again.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Eastern King Duke.

This guy, he really has a death wish.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you represent the Dao Ancestor?"

Before the Ancestral Witches could make a move, Houtu suddenly spoke coldly.

She's usually the gentlest, but when it comes to Lin Xuan, she's ruthless.

With a flick of her sleeve, Houtu unleashed a massive, earth-yellow power of law that transformed into a giant hand, slapping Dongwanggong hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

This slap was even louder than Zhu Rong's kick earlier.

Dongwanggong spun around in the air like a top dozens of times, half of his face was smashed, and his teeth mixed with blood were sprayed all over the ground.

"If you dare utter another word, I'll bury you deep in the netherworld, never to be reincarnated!"

Houtu's voice was icy and chilling.

The audience was silent.

Even the Queen Mother of the West was stunned by Houtu's sudden display of domineering power.

After dealing with the flies, Houtu turned around, her face instantly switching to a gentle smile, and took west Wangmu's hand: "Sister, don't listen to that good-for-nothing's nonsense. Just tell me, do you like my little brother?"

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the piles of spiritual treasures in front of her, at the domineering and protective Ancestral Witches, and finally her gaze fell on Lin Xuan, who was standing not far away, looking at her with a helpless yet somewhat doting expression.

For some reason, her heart, which had been as still as a deep well for millions of years, was actually stirred.

Marrying a man like this...

It doesn't seem so bad?