Many descendants

Dark World Continent.

Su Yan, accompanied by Wen Jin, appeared at the player's inn.

They placed Wen Jin, who had stopped breathing, on the bed.

He first retrieved the Demon-Slaying Sword, then looked at the wound where he had been stabbed, and asked Xiaomei, "How is he now?"

"The Demon-Slaying Divine Sword was originally a broken sword and not fatal, but it extinguished its life force after the blade entered his body," Xiao Mei replied.

[Can you help me find where the "蹇" is?]

[Outside the door.]

【…】

Su Yan looked at Wen Jin on the bed and sat there for a while before getting up to open the door.

"Why is it that every time I come here, you can find me right away?"

"You always stay at this hotel, in this room."

"..."

"I've set up a friend return notification service in this room, so I'll know as soon as you come back here."

"...Come in." She had booked this room regularly, but she hadn't expected him to have his eye on it. Or rather, she didn't think someone as smart as him would do something like 'waiting for a mouse to run into a tree stump'.

Seeing Wen Jin lying on the bed, Jian understood what she meant: "You want me to save him?"

“I can live without him, that beastly husband, but Xiao Fengning cannot live without her father.”

"What about my little one?" Jian asked. "He's left with a male who isn't related to him by blood. I, his own father, can't even take a peek at him."

"You saw him, didn't you? At Zulu's restaurant. Your son recognized you too, but he chose to follow Ziqi, which clearly shows that he doesn't trust you, his biological mother."

"That's because of you. If you had been nicer to me, he wouldn't have treated me like this."

"You know perfectly well what you did. Wen Jin died in your place."

“That’s because he knew I would save him.” Jian walked to the window and glanced at Wen Jin’s wounds. “Even if the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword is damaged, it’s still a powerful weapon against demons, you poisonous woman!”

"You!" Su Yan glared, then laughed, her voice cold and piercing. "I'm a poisonous woman! That's right! I'll poison you to death right now!"

A large box appeared beside Su Yan.

Upon opening the box, one finds neatly arranged syringes, a total of one hundred and nine.

“That’s exactly the amount used to sacrifice Little Belle.” Su Yan picked up the first vial. “Cyanide, just a tiny bit, a dose the tip of a needle, can kill an elephant in a few seconds. This vial is ten milliliters… I know you won’t die, but you will experience the pain my daughter went through, the feeling of being corroded from breathing to internal organs.”

Jian Wei smiled slightly, "Just with this poisonous water? Aren't you underestimating me?"

“If these don’t work for you, then it’s your time to live. From now on, Xiao Bei’er’s debt to you is wiped clean, and Yu Hao’s debt to you is also settled.” Su Yan tossed him the syringe. “I once used it to inject a vicious beast, and it worked quite well. Although one injection wasn’t enough to kill it, it was writhing on the ground in pain for seven days before it recovered and escaped.”

Jian's expression finally changed.

"If I get these injections, can I raise the little dot?"

“No,” Su Yan replied. “He will grow up in Zi Qi’s care, while you are just a stranger to him.”

Jian wanted to kill Su Yan. "If I die, Wen Jin won't survive either."

“That’s perfect, I’ll send Xiao Fengning as well.” Su Yan glanced at Wen Jin’s body indifferently.

A sound transmission talisman landed in front of Su Yan.

After glancing at who had sent the message, Su Yan said to Jian, "Don't miss a single injection. I'll have Xiao Mei keep an eye on you. Give it to me slowly, and I suggest you give it to me at longer intervals. It will be painful, but it will save your life."

After saying this, he took the communication talisman and left.

After Su Yan left, Jian played with the syringe in his hand, not daring to administer the injection rashly.

He looked at Wen Jin on the bed, raised his hand, and sent a burst of demonic power onto her, absorbing the death energy. Then, he used his own soul power to awaken Wen Jin's soul, which was trapped in a death coma.

“She prepared it,” Jian said to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin stepped forward and glanced at the syringes. "I saw her give Huo Dou one injection! Huo Dou runs away whenever it sees her now!"

Jian: "..."

Wen Jin: "I won't die, but I'll be living a life worse than death."

Jian looked at him and said, "You are me, so you should take the blame for me."

“If she says that, I can help you. If not, and if she finds out, do you think she will let you off so easily again?” He held two injections in one hand. “Four injections at a time, seven days of relief, it should be over in about 190 days. If your body develops resistance, it can take even less time.”

"...Aren't you quite happy?" Jian stared at Wen Jin with a suspicious look.

Wen Jin replied expressionlessly, "No."

Jian: "I don't believe it."

Wen Jin removed the needle cap from the syringe. "Arm."

Not long after, a low, extremely suppressed groan of pain escaped from under the door...

……

The world is at peace.

Su Yan transformed into a white mouse and teleported into cell number 14 in the South Ward of Black Universe Prison.

Hissno lay alone on the iron bed, almost drained of blood, barely breathing, on the verge of death.

A white mouse, like the kind found in laboratories, came into his view.

But in the next instant, the white mouse transformed into the appearance of the 'female magician'.

"Where's the magic potion I gave you?" Su Yan asked, standing by the iron bed.

“The last gunshot wound has run out.” Hissno was certain; it really was her, not a hallucination before she died.

Su Yan took out a life talisman, a clumsy work she made before Xiao Shi ascended, from her spatial storage and placed it on Hisno.

Soon, the Life Talisman emitted a holy angelic light brimming with the vitality of life...

Hissno was stunned. He could clearly feel his body, which had been cold from blood loss, now warming up. His strength was returning to his body quickly, and his vision became exceptionally clear, just like when he was a teenager. He could even see the fly legs that had been swatted on the wall clearly!

It's like being reborn!

"This is even better than magic potions, is it magic?" Now, Hissno's belief in Su Yan goes beyond mere trust; he would even worship her as a god.

Su Yan replied, "Yes. But it consumes a lot of magic power, so you'd better give me something useful."

As she spoke, seeing the bright red blood on his body, she used a cleansing talisman to clean the bloodstains off him, making his clothes look brand new.

Compared to the near-miracle of being brought back from the dead just now, this was less shocking, but it still surprised him greatly. "A very practical magic talisman."

"Hmm." Su Yan took a stool from her spatial ring, sat down, and then took out two oranges, tossing one to him. "Go on, tell me."

“After Black disappeared, someone looked for him.” Hissno peeled the orange, and a rich, sweet aroma wafted out.

Su Yan ate a segment of orange; it was sweet and sour, and tasted good. "Who's looking for him?"

Hissno replied, "I told you, he once testified to save a prisoner, do you remember?"