Many descendants

After learning about the contents of the peace talks, Ming Linyuan, putting everything else aside, just the thought of 3 billion cubic meters of magic crystals made him want to curse.

Ziqi really dared to ask for it! And this old guy really dared to agree!

Even though it's being paid out over 30 years, with 100 million cubic meters delivered each year, that's still pretty ruthless.

And each demon king was allocated 200 million cubic meters. In the first year, the amount was taken from the third demon king's estate, which was just enough to cover the cost.

But it was him the following year! Following the order 3456712…

When the other demon kings found out, they were filled with regret for not helping the third demon king.

But it's a fait accompli; if they don't want to give it, they can only continue fighting. Seeing the old man's sycophantic look, afraid of offending the Purple Emperor, they all lost heart again.

Just stick to mining.

In an instant, everyone on the Dark Continent, from the Demon King to the lowest-ranking magical beast, became miners, collectively working hard to pay off their debts...

Ziqi returned to the palace.

What I saw was a beautiful, dreamlike scene!

Su Yan transformed into a guinea pig, lying on her side in a woolen mat, sleeping soundly.

Little Seventeen wrapped herself around the woolen cushion, protecting Su Yan.

Toys and snacks were scattered all over the place.

……

After learning the terms of the peace talks, Su Yan remained silent for a long time.

"Your Majesty, you've been planning this all along, just waiting for an opportunity to sabotage them, haven't you?"

"How can you call it black? It also costs a lot of crystal coins to appease the families of those female beastmen who were killed."

"That's just a drop in the ocean, and in the end it all ends up in your pocket. I think your son is just working with you. One of you is stupid enough to understand, while the other is pretending to be stupid. The Dark Continent has been terribly ruined by you two."

The Demon Emperor, however, didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he sent Qing Linghuan's teleportation portal back to her.

“This thing is excellent.” Su Yan stroked the black box. “Without it, Little Nine, Little Ten, and Little Twelve might not exist.”

Ziqi didn't know, "What is this?"

"Once opened, it can instantly teleport you to a location. However, this thing actually belongs to Qing Linghuan; he calls it a teleportation portal. Only he can use it correctly."

"This thing can be used when you're escaping."

"But the randomness is too great, and sometimes it's a place you don't easily come back to."

"Put it away. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary." Ziqi looked at her. "The Holy War is about to begin. If I can't go with you..."

“I can manage on my own.” Su Yan reached out and hugged him. “I will release the little ones as soon as possible, but their cultivation levels may be higher than yours, their father. Can you manage them?”

Ziqi's hand throbbed with pain whenever he thought of this; Little Seventeen always nipped his hand with his horn...

"We must be able to manage it!"

If we don't keep an eye on them for so long, they've probably gone crazy having fun.

Su Yan hugged him, patted his back, and comforted him, "Calm down, you must stay calm. Xiao Mei has been complaining to me about this every few days."

"..." Even the system was forced to show its human side, which shows how difficult it is to manage.

"By the way, where is that child, Xiao Shiliu?" Zi Qi asked. He waited for her to tell him, but she never did.

Su Yan's expression suddenly froze.

She tried her best not to think about the child, but occasionally she would be awakened at night by the inexplicable crying of a baby...

"She's a girl, and she lives with her father."

"How's your talent?"

Ziqi knew that sometimes she would stare blankly at Little Seventeen, probably thinking about Little Sixteen.

Su Yan replied, "She has good talent; she's a pure human."

Ziqi was somewhat surprised, "Purely human?"

Su Yan said, "Yes, she is in another world. She used to be my obsession. Only after giving birth to her did I truly let go, but I have an extra worry now."

Ziqi patted her head, "Bring her back when you have the chance."

"Qi, thank you for everything you've done for me." Su Yan pressed her face against his chest, "and I've disrupted your peaceful life."

Ziqi picked her up.

Little Seventeen came running over like the wind, a goldfish still in her mouth. She spat the fish directly onto the fluffy white blanket. "Mother, I want to eat grilled fish."

“Zi Yunxian! This is a newly changed blanket!” Su Yan exclaimed, her eyes wide.

As soon as the little guy saw that Su Yan was angry, he turned around and ran away.

Su Yan picked up the fish and chased after it.

Ziqi chuckled softly... Before she arrived, it wasn't calm; it was stagnant water.

******

A corner of the library at the Mythical Beast Academy.

Su Yan lay on the table, basking in the warm sunlight, feeling drowsy.

Zong Sili, wearing a school uniform jacket and carrying a few books, stopped in his tracks as he passed the corner where Su Yan was.

A few days ago, she was talking to Rong Wu and even transformed into a beast... It turned out to be a tiny white mouse, so small, what kind of species was it?

He searched through all the books but couldn't find the answer; the only explanation was the mutated beast race.

When the beast world's army besieged the Dark Continent, he followed them. He saw her in her beast form, clinging to the little prince's back.

There are many mysteries surrounding her.

Su Yan raised her sleepy eyes and saw Zong Sili and the book in his hand. She mumbled in her sleep, "Your son is just like you. You both love reading and are very knowledgeable."

Zong Shili: "...Classmate, you may have mistaken me for someone else."

"You've mistaken me for someone else?" Su Yan stared at him blankly for a while before smiling sweetly and charmingly. "Yes, I don't know you."

“…You continue.” Zong Sili’s ears felt slightly hot as he took the book and left.

Su Yan looked at his slightly flustered back and said, "The same as before."

[Host, there are three days left until the Holy War.] Xiao Mei's voice rang out. [The roster for this Holy War has been finalized.]

"Little Seventeen has already been added to the system space. Can Ziqi be selected?" Su Yan asked nervously.

Xiao Mei was silent for a moment before replying: "I'm sorry! Zong Sili and Pei Xuan are not on the list either."

Su Yan frowned. [Who are they?]

……

Two days later.

Wanfang Hostel.

Bai Kaixin hung up the "Full" sign.

A male with short black hair, wearing gray clothes and dark gray shoes came over and asked, "Excuse me, are there any rooms available? I just need to stay one night."

Bai Kaixin looked at him and noticed he was wearing a mask. She asked curiously, "Where are you from?"

“I’ve come from another district to find my relatives. It’s getting late, so I’d like to find a place to rest and freshen up first, and then I’ll make a formal visit tomorrow.”

"There's a storeroom in the backyard, where one of our inn's employees used to rest. He went home today. If you don't mind, I'll charge you half the price, and I'll even cover your dinner and breakfast."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

"Then come in with me to register."

"it is good."

Looking at the name he left behind—Wen Jin, only two characters—Bai Kaixin smiled and said, "From the North District?"

“…Mm.” Wen Jin nodded.

"Only in the East and North districts are there more two-character names, and even our Beast King has a single surname."

"So His Majesty the Beast King's surname is Zi?"

"Yes, single-character surnames are generally quite ancient. I've heard that even further back, there were only one surname, and no given name at all."

"The shopkeeper knows a lot."

“It was my employer who told me.”

……