Primordial World Blind Date, Auntie Boluo Sen is Home?

At these words, Xuandu raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised.

He suddenly felt that his junior brother was being a bit too arrogant.

At the same time, Hou Yi's heart stirred with a bad premonition.

He had a feeling that what Li Yuan said wasn't anything good.

But when he thought it over carefully, he couldn't guess the specific meaning.

Hou Yi, a straightforward man, cupped his hands and asked directly.

"May I ask what the young friend means by this?"

Without two hundred thousand, you want to take the Human Race's sons and daughters? Dream on, huh?

There was a faint sense of Heavenly Dao suppression, giving the feeling that a great price would have to be paid.

Li Yuan had experienced this in his past life, so naturally he knew the ins and outs.

Since he had already been drenched in the rain, he would certainly tear up others' umbrellas too.

With a malicious smile on his face, he spoke with fervent enthusiasm.

"When a Human Race woman marries out, the Witch Race man must give betrothal gifts, and the woman will bring a dowry of equal value, with both sides jointly supporting this small family."

"When a Human Race man marries a Witch Race woman, it's the same—dowry and betrothal gifts, everything that should be there will be there."

"Of course, the most important thing is still the feelings between the two people."

Hou Yi's face was full of confusion as he asked.

"Could you explain more specifically what this dowry and betrothal gift mean?"

Li Yuan then continued to explain.

"Very simple: betrothal gifts are the heavenly treasures, magical artifacts, divine abilities, and cultivation techniques given to welcome the woman—you have to let the woman's side see your sincerity."

"A dowry is the woman's sincerity toward the man. For example, if a Witch Race man offers a mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure—since the Witch Race has no Primordial Spirit, they can't use it anyway."

At these words, Hou Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, pursed his lips, and complained.

"I think you're being a bit rude. What did the Primordial Spirit ever do to you?"

Li Yuan ignored Hou Yi's words and continued.

"A Human Race woman can bring her dowry when she marries over—it could be heavenly treasures that help the Witch Race in cultivation."

"Whether it's betrothal gifts or dowry, they both support this small family, providing for the cultivation and growth of both husband and wife."

"This way, as intermarriage proceeds, both the Human Race and the Witch Race can slowly increase their strength—quantitative change leads to qualitative change."

"Betrothal gifts are a contract of Heavenly cause and effect, requiring innate items as a medium to receive the Heavenly Dao's witness; dowry is a ritual of bloodline reciprocation, and when the fortunes of both clans merge, they gain the Great Dao's blessing."

His words were not mindless chatter but came from genuine thought.

Come on, this was the Primordial World—betrothal gifts and dowry could naturally be made equivalent.

Both sides had great powers backing them; if anything broke the rules, they wouldn't just sit idly by.

Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Duobao, and Kong Xuan were also pondering the feasibility of this matter.

Hou Yi clearly still had things he didn't understand.

"Young friend, tell me about this betrothal gift. If every marriage requires an Innate Spiritual Treasure, my Witch Race can't afford it either."

Li Yuan stepped forward, acting very familiar, and lightly patted Hou Yi's shoulder with a smile.

"You still haven't grasped it, have you? I said betrothal gifts and dowry are equivalent—I was just giving an example earlier."

"Other things work too. The main point is, you have to consider this: if our Human Race's sons and daughters are of high cultivation, the descendants they bear will also have good talent."

"But it's not easy for our Human Race to raise a woman, is it? And it's not easy for your Witch Race to raise a Great Witch, either."

"Thinking like that, what's the problem with betrothal gifts and dowry?"

Hou Yi lowered his eyelids slightly, pondered carefully for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

"No problem. Young friend, you are truly talented. But isn't cultivating feelings a bit difficult?"

Li Yuan waved his hand casually, already having a plan in mind.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Simple. From now on, both sides can interact more—just go on blind dates."

Suddenly, everyone's faces were full of confusion, and they spoke in unison.

"Blind dates?"

Li Yuan simply waved his hand and said softly.

"Let me demonstrate for you. Senior Brother and Junior Brother Guangchengzi will act as the background—that is, the woman's parents. Junior Brother Duobao will play the Human Race woman."

"Senior Hou Yi will be the Witch Race man coming for the blind date. Come, come, I'll teach you."

If you can't find the book title, try searching by the author—maybe it just changed its name!

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, an ordinary farmyard appeared.

Hou Yi walked in with a proper demeanor, replaying in his mind the information Li Yuan had just given him.

He carried a Storage Bag in his hand, walking toward Guangchengzi with a broad grin.

"At home peeling potatoes, Auntie?"

"I've got some Witch Clan Evil Fruits here—want to try one?"

Guangchengzi's face twisted into a mask of agony as he stared at Hou Yi.

"Senior, Witch Clan Evil Fruits are thick with baleful energy. To anyone but the Witch Clan, eating one is poison."

Li Yuan also rushed over, shouting with a tone of exasperated disappointment.

"You're trying to poison your mother-in-law right off the bat, aren't you?"

"Don't you know the saying 'give them what they like'?"

Hou Yi scratched his head awkwardly and replied.

"I guess I didn't think it through. Too hasty."

Li Yuan returned to the crowd and called out again.

"Cut! One more time. Three, two, one, go!"

Hou Yi's face was full of smiles, Storage Bag in hand, when he suddenly pulled out an Immortal Essence Fruit and offered it.

"At home peeling potatoes, Auntie? Have an Immortal Essence Fruit."

Guangchengzi threw himself into the role, wiping his hands on his clothes and accepting it with a pleased smile.

"You're too kind, hah. Duobao! Duobao, come out quick."

Duobao stepped out the door and happened to lock eyes with Hou Yi.

From a distance, Li Yuan, acting as director, sighed inwardly.

"This role really should have been played by Junior Sister Cihang."

"Oh no, Junior Brother."

"That wretched Little Nanliang... his only fate is..."

Slap! Slap!

Li Yuan suddenly clapped his hands to stop, stood up, and said cheerfully.

"See that? This is what you call a matchmaking meeting. If both sides take a liking to each other, they can go for a stroll, have some fun."

The Primordial World wasn't his past life; everyone here was a cultivator. If two people clicked, it was practically settled.

Since they were both cultivators, emotional progress was also extremely fast.

Basically, once the matchmaking succeeded, marriage and becoming dao partners was only a matter of time.

Guangchengzi quietly took a bite of the Immortal Essence Fruit and praised.

"Junior Brother's plan is truly brilliant."

Hou Yi stared at Guangchengzi with a face full of black lines and complained.

"You're actually eating it."

"But this young friend's plan is genuinely excellent for both the Witch Clan and the Human Race."

"This Seat agrees. We'll start with my tribe as a trial."

"If the results are good, This Seat can report to the Ancestral Witches, and then the Human Race can fully intermarry."

Li Yuan suddenly called out.

"No, no, no, there's another issue. After intermarriage, where will the families settle?"

"The Witch Clan is strong, the Human Race is weak. Could we have these small families settle in the middle of the Wu-Demon tribes?"

"That way, whether it's the Witch Clan or the Human Race, going home to visit would be much easier."

"As the saying goes, 'often go home and see, go home and see.' Senior, isn't that the logic?"

Hou Yi frowned, pondered carefully for a moment, then perfectly replicated Jia Bing's expression meme.

"Makes sense, makes sense!"

"We'll do as the young friend says. The Human Race has sharp minds—why not let them handle the matchmaking arrangements?"

Li Yuan clapped his hands happily and replied.

"No problem!"