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

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the foot of Mount Buzhou was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.

Of course, this kind of "color" is quite hardcore.

The lanterns were made from the inner cores of demonic beasts, their light blindingly bright; the red carpet was paved with the hide of some unknown red divine beast, exuding a faint smell of blood; the musicians were not fairies, but a group of great shamans wielding bone clubs and beating large drums, the sound shaking the mountains for miles around.

The guests are the most eye-catching.

It's no exaggeration to say that "ten thousand immortals came to pay homage".

However, the way it "came" was a bit unusual.

"Ouch! Be gentle! Be gentle! I can walk by myself!"

A rogue cultivator at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level was grabbed by the collar and thrown onto the seat by Xing Tian like a chick.

"Sit still!" Xing Tian glared with his bull-like eyes. "If you dare move, I'll eat you!"

The rogue cultivator turned green with fright and quickly sat up straight, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Similar scenes are playing out in every corner.

"The Styx Ancestor has arrived—!"

Kuafu at the door shouted at the top of his lungs.

Ancestor Styx walked in with a dark face. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but rather that Dijiang and Zhujiuyin had personally gone to the Blood Sea to "friendly" invite him. Faced with the "warm hospitality" of the two Ancestral Witches of Space and Time, Ancestor Styx felt it was more worthwhile to come for a drink.

"The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi has arrived!"

Zhen Yuanzi walked in with a bitter expression, carrying a plate of ginseng fruits. He glanced at Hongyun, who was calling Zhu Rong his brother (actually, he was being strangled), sighed, and found a corner to sit down.

This is the face of the Wu tribe.

Not giving me face? Then I'll beat you until you do.

Even the demon race, though Di Jun and Tai Yi didn't come, sent several demon gods to deliver congratulatory gifts. Of course, those demon gods tried to run away after delivering their gifts, but Qiang Liang detained them to be his "drinking companions."

The atmosphere at the entire wedding was extremely eerie.

Half of the scene was filled with the loud voices and wild laughter of the Wu tribe, while the other half was filled with the trembling silence of the primordial immortals.

Occasionally, a few timid people, upon hearing Zhu Rong shout "Serve the food!", were so frightened they almost wet their pants, thinking they were about to be stewed.

"The auspicious time has arrived!"

With a loud shout, the wedding officially began.

Lin Xuan, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, walked out of the Pangu Palace.

Even in this chaotic environment, his appearance still amazed everyone.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Even the guests who were originally full of resentment had to admit the moment they saw Lin Xuan that the thirteenth ancestral witch of the witch clan was really good-looking.

Immediately afterwards, a wedding car pulled by nine golden dragons descended from the sky.

The Queen Mother of the West, dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, slowly walked out, supported by Houtu and Xuanming.

Today, the Queen Mother of the West is breathtakingly beautiful.

But her expression was somewhat stiff.

Looking at the field full of "hostages" and listening to the deafening sound of war drums, the Queen Mother of the West felt like a bandit leader's wife who had been kidnapped and taken to the mountain.

"I bow to Father God Pangu!"

The master of ceremonies was a great shaman named Da Yi, with an incredibly loud voice.

Lin Xuan and the Queen Mother of the West bowed deeply in the direction of the Pangu Palace.

The Wu tribe does not worship Heaven, Earth, or even the Dao Ancestor; they only worship Pangu.

This bow also signified that the Queen Mother of the West had officially joined the Wu tribe.

"Second bow... um, to my elder brother and sister!"

Da Yi scratched his head and changed the original "high hall" to "high hall".

The twelve Ancestral Witches sat in the main seat, all beaming with joy as they accepted the greeting.

Dijiang generously tossed out a storage bag: "Sister-in-law! This is a gift from your elder brother for changing your address! From now on, if anyone bullies you, just say your elder brother's name!"

The Queen Mother of the West took the storage bag and scanned it with her divine sense. Inside, she found a complete, top-grade spiritual vein.

This is quite a gesture...

The slight displeasure in west Wangmu's heart was instantly diluted by this spiritual vein.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Lin Xuan turned around and looked at the Queen Mother of the West in front of him.

Through the gap in the red veil, he could see the Queen Mother of the West's slightly nervous eyes.

Lin Xuan reached out and gently grasped the hand of the Queen Mother of the West.

Warm, powerful.

The Queen Mother of the West's hand trembled slightly, but she did not break free.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

"Ohhhh!!!"

The entire Wu tribe erupted in commotion, the roar nearly shaking the snow off the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

The captured guests quickly joined in the applause, afraid that if they were too slow, Xing Tian would chop them in half with his axe.

Lin Xuan, holding the Queen Mother of the West's hand, walked towards the bridal chamber adorned with phoenix lanterns, surrounded by a group of great shamans.

As for the banquet outside...

That's not something Lin Xuan needs to worry about.

Anyway, if a few of these guests don't get drunk to the point of passing out, they probably won't be able to leave Buzhou Mountain.

Lin Xuan closed the door, shutting out the noise from outside.

Inside the room, red candles flickered.

The atmosphere finally quieted down.