Many descendants

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Su Yan had only been to the South District once, when she was kidnapped by Rong Wu.

The deep black sea shimmered with a silvery light, stretching to the horizon.

Su Yan walked barefoot on the beach, her delicate, snow-white feet bare, while Wen Jin carried a pair of exquisite white beaded soft leather boots in each hand.

"Why don't you go see him?" Wen Jin knew why she had come.

"No rush," Su Yan replied casually.

He's in a hurry!

Qing Linghuan had been schemed against by him, and now that his son was under Qing Linghuan's clutches, how could he not be anxious!

Su Yan knew that Qing Linghuan wouldn't do anything to Xiao Fengning. She used to be wary and hostile towards him, but after she had her heart transplanted, she gradually accepted it.

“Since you won’t go see him, I’ll go see him myself. If his lifeline is broken, I’ll come back immediately and tell you to spend money to buy his life back.”

"..." Su Yan's lips twitched violently. Where did she get so many birth points in such a short time?

"He got married." She remembered what Xiaomei had said, and now more than three months had passed, and maybe he even had a child.

"Get married?" Wen Jin stopped and looked down at her.

Su Yan bent down and picked up a snow-white seashell from among the gravel. Then she took out a small bucket from her system space and put the seashell inside.

"Yes, I'll pick some for the kids to do crafts and play with."

"How come I haven't heard that the Beast King of the South District got married?"

“You’re in the Asura Realm, how would you know about things here? There’s a big, colorful seashell at your feet. Give it to me, I’ll draw a picture for Xiao Fengning.”

Wen Jin held two boots in one hand, bent down to pick up a seashell, about the size of her palm, one side interwoven with green, red, and blue, the other side pure white, and handed it to Su Yan, "Little Feng Ning likes to draw?"

"Well, when your son was born, before the heart transplant, he had to consume his talent every day."

At that time, my fire-type talent had already reached the Saint rank, which was quite an achievement. I wanted to protect it, so I gave my son all the random talents that the system had rewarded me with... such as transformation ultimate skills, enhancement ultimate skills, poisoning ultimate skills, and the most basic ones like wood, water, earth, and wind.

Of course, even after arriving in the Asura Realm, my fire-type talent couldn't escape it, and I even swallowed the Taotie.

Su Yan recalled Xiao Fengning's condition at that time and couldn't help but sigh with lingering fear, "Although his talents and profound mysteries were sealed, it's good to see him being happy every day now."

Wen Jin remained silent.

Su Yan looked up at him. His face was exquisitely beautiful, and his eyes, though cold, held a sharp edge, like a whirlpool that could suck people in and annihilate them...

Instinctively, I turned my gaze away again.

Clearing his throat, his tone was relaxed and languid. "I wonder if it's related to the profound meaning of painting that you've absorbed. Your son likes to paint and has a high sensitivity to color. If you have time, you could try to cultivate that talent."

I bent down and picked up two more pretty seashells, putting them into the small bucket.

Wen Jin watched her slender, delicate figure as she diligently picked up seashells, and called out, "Yan Yan—"

Su Yan turned around, a stray strand of hair brushing against her fair and delicate face, making her look charming and romantic. The sunlight behind her was dazzling, and the sea was rippling with dancing waves... It was as beautiful as a painting.

"..." Wen Jin paused for a moment, then another beautiful, colorful seashell appeared in her hand. "Here you go."

"You're so lucky." Su Yan happily ran over and collected the colorful seashells.

"Yan Yan, do I have no chance..." Wen Jin's voice was low, just as a huge wave rose on the sea, completely drowning out his words.

Su Yan looked at the sea in surprise.

The sea surface seemed to be split in two by an invisible force, slowly parting to reveal a deep passage leading to the seabed.

Suddenly, a beam of blue-silver light shot out from within and landed on the beach.

The light scatters... it's a person.

She was exceptionally tall and slender, wearing a black and gold fish-patterned formal robe and a gold headband inlaid with red gemstones, exuding nobility and luxury.

Just like Su Yan remembered, she had long, light blue hair, slender and narrow eyebrows, and ice-blue eyes with a touch of sharp, pale gold. Paired with her perfectly artistic face, one glance was enough to make you fall in love.

The slightly open neckline revealed a bit of her collarbone, and she exuded an irrepressible masculine aura. Any female who had ever experienced lovemaking would instinctively feel her deepest desires stirred.

Su Yan swallowed hard. Was he... in heat?

He hurriedly turned to look at Wen Jin.

Wen Jin had left sometime earlier; her shoes and two rainbow-colored seashells lay on the beach.

There are three more words—he's alright!

In other words, Rong Ruo's lifeline of time has overlapped with his lifespan and has not been broken.

"Yan Yan, did you come to see me?" Rong Ruo's voice was as clear and pleasant as before, but it also carried a hint of hoarseness from suppressed desire.

Just as Su Yan was about to say something, Rong Ruo grabbed her slender waist and easily pulled her into his arms.

She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, he stole her breath, infusing her with his intense masculine scent, intertwining and merging within her, as if he wanted to possess everything about her.

Su Yan clenched her hands tightly, her fingertips digging into her palms, the pain almost embedding into her flesh, which calmed her down.

Then, after he released her slightly, he casually joked, "Your Majesty, we don't seem to be that familiar with each other, do we?"

Like Zulu, he had no memory of her past.

But the next moment, he kissed her again. This time, his movements were more intense and aggressive, unlike the previous gentle kiss. His presence filled her lips and teeth...

My fingertips trembled slightly and I could no longer hold on.

No, he's already engaged; he shouldn't be like this with her.

But reason is being driven away little by little.

He led her to a palace, where the massive pillars were carved with divine patterns and auspicious beasts, exuding a majestic and solemn aura.

Rong Ruo's kiss gradually became gentle and slow, like a lingering poison, making her unable to resist in the slightest.

The pure-hearted boy from the Divine Beast Academy devoted all his time to her.

The current Beast King of the Southern District, wielding power, still desires her so intensely.

She didn't quite love him, nor did she quite like him; she simply took advantage of his talent, while he sacrificed the rest of his life for her.

Seeing that she neither reciprocated his advances nor rejected him, Rong Ruo did not stop. He traced down her left side of her neck... and placed a graceful fish-shaped companion mark on her first rib!

A male can only mark a mate once!

Upon sensing his mark, Su Yan snapped out of her confusion, "Rong Ruo, you...didn't you get married?"

Rongruo admired the mark he had left on her for a moment with satisfaction, then gazed affectionately at her rosy cheeks, tucked two strands of her messy hair behind her ears, and said clearly, as if making a promise, "I will never marry anyone but you."

Her dress trailed on the ground, and he kept kissing her downwards...

It looked as if a large number of meteors had fallen into the sea, a scene of exquisite beauty.

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