The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 862 - 678 The Death of Xie Huanran, Mother and Daughter United [1 Update]_2

Chapter 862: 678 The Death of Xie Huanran, Mother and Daughter United [1 Update]_2

"Until this pain completely shatters your consciousness."

This is even harsher than being cut into pieces.

Xie Huanran was already in so much pain that he couldn’t make a sound, nor did he have the strength to roll around.

By this time, the poison had corroded his legs, leaving only bones.

His brain, however, forced Xie Huanran to stay conscious, feeling the bone-corroding pain.

Bit by bit, approaching death.

Even Feng Xiu felt a chill seeing this scene: "Master..."

"He’s right, my cultivation indeed couldn’t kill him yet." Ying Zijin stood up and said flatly, "You broke his Inner Strength protection, allowing the poison to enter."

Feng Xiu understood: "Master, please rest. I’ll take him down and hang him at the entrance of the Judicial Hall."

Ying Zijin nodded and returned to the bed.

She closed her eyes to rejuvenate herself, but her fingers suddenly trembled.

Ying Zijin pressed her head, changed direction, and fell into a deep sleep.

**

On the other side.

City of the World.

Leaangle Family.

In recent days, Madam Su Wen’s personal doctors and nurses were constantly bustling.

But what amazed them was that, besides the day when Su Wen shed tears and murmured "child", she had no other reactions.

Especially today, Madam Su Wen’s heartbeat was calm, no different from usual.

Even the doctors brought in the research institute’s most advanced mental health equipment but couldn’t elicit any response from Su Wen.

Everything was so calm that it seemed that day was nothing but an illusion.

Third Madam secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "So, there’s no chance of her waking up anytime soon?"

Saying this, she frowned again: "How come Madam shed tears and spoke then?"

"The brain is the most sophisticated entity in the world; even with our advanced medical technology, we can’t grasp a patient’s emotions and consciousness." The doctor pondered, "The only possibility is that Madam Su Wen sensed something."

He hesitated: "They say mother and daughter have a special bond; could Madam Su Wen have sensed that the eldest lady was in danger, causing her body to react accordingly?"

Beyond that, he had no other explanations.

"There’s no eldest lady!" Third Madam’s voice suddenly raised, "I said it, my sister-in-law gave birth to a stillbirth! A stillbirth!"

"The tombstone is still standing in the main house cemetery, do you want me to show you? Huh?!"

The doctor was shocked, and immediately knelt down: "Sorry, Third Madam, I misspoke."

Third Madam took a deep breath, gave a final glance at Su Wen lying in the Ice Coffin, and walked out of the medical room.

Outside, a middle-aged man was waiting.

He was smoking a cigarette, looking quite anxious.

Seeing Third Madam come out, the middle-aged man immediately asked, "How is it?"

Madam Su Wen’s medical room did not allow men to enter.

Especially with many chips attached to Su Wen’s body, even if she lost a strand of hair, the chips would instantly transmit the data to the instruments.

These instruments were distributed by the Sage Academy.

They couldn’t touch Su Wen because they didn’t dare to offend the Sage Academy.

"The doctor said the cause is unclear, but she definitely won’t wake up within a few years." Third Madam suppressed her impatience, "Honestly, she’d be better off dead."

"You and I can talk like this privately." The middle-aged man frowned, "If others hear this, you’ll be charged with grave disrespect."

"Alright, alright, I understand." Third Madam waved her hand, her expression suddenly serious, "Moqian, tell me, when did Su Wen give birth to the stillborn?"

The middle-aged man, was Third Madam’s husband.

Moqian·Leaangle.

After the disappearance of the family head, Moqian managed all major affairs of the main house.

"It was March 24, 2003." Moqian looked at Third Madam, "I remember clearly because just before this day, news of elder brother’s unknown fate had just reached the family, and the servants accidentally let it slip in front of sister-in-law."

"So sister-in-law went into labor prematurely that very early morning."

He had seen the stillborn.

It was a girl.

Her face was bluish-purple at birth, evidently suffocated due to lack of oxygen.

Truly pitiful.

The family head married late, and this stillborn wasn’t the first child of this generation.

The Leaangle Family didn’t emphasize it much.

Third Madam still worried: "Then why is your fifth sister so obsessed with finding her niece? Does she have other information we don’t know? Could it have been swapped?"

Moqian was indifferent: "Let her search, she’s been searching for ten years, has she found anything?"

He flicked off the ash from his cigarette, chuckling disdainfully: "The Sage Academy personally determined it was a stillbirth, who could swap under the eyes of the sages?"

Third Madam finally breathed a sigh of relief.

True, no one could deceive the sages.

"But, let me tell you another piece of news." Moqian carefully looked around, lowering his voice, "Even if sister-in-law didn’t give birth to a stillborn, our main house’s eldest lady wouldn’t live long."

Third Madam’s heart jumped: "Why?"

"Her blood type is special." Moqian said, "It’s Golden Blood. Would the Sage Empress let her grow up?"

Third Madam’s expression turned horrified: "Golden Blood?!"

"Lower your voice!" Moqian was startled, "Don’t speak of this, only I and a few dead doctors from that time know about it."

"You know what it means for a baby born in the City of the World to have Golden Blood, right?"

"I know, I know." Third Madam covered her mouth, still in shock, "Heavens, it’s really Golden Blood..."

Thank goodness, it was a stillborn.

"But I’ve got to say, sister-in-law lasting twenty years was a miracle in itself." Moqian sighed, "Pity, she’ll never wake up."

Third Madam squinted, took out her phone, and contacted the Genetic Engineering Institute of the research facility.

**

Xie Huanran was hung at the entrance of the Judicial Hall, where tens of thousands of people from the Ancient Martial World witnessed his death.

After Xie Huanran’s death, the Ancient Martial World returned to peace.

Beside a lake outside the Judicial Hall.

Feng Xiu sat by the lake, holding a fishing rod, fishing.

Next to him, Cheng Yuan was very curious: "Master, where have you been all these years?"

"Training my mental state on the Snow Mountain." Feng Xiu cast his rod and caught a big carp, calmly, "When your cultivation reaches a higher level, you can go up and see too."

"Even if Xie Huanran broke through, his mental state wouldn’t have allowed him to live long."

Xie Huanran valued power and status too much, his heart full of distractions, he would eventually die from his greed.

Feng Xiu lived so long because he had a tranquil disposition, not seeking fame or wealth.

"Me? I’d rather not." Cheng Yuan chuckled bitterly, "Master, my life span is at most four hundred years, breaking through to a Peak Ancient Martial Artist isn’t that easy."

Feng Xiu fell silent, saying no more, and placed the fishing rod back into the water.

It was true.

Ancient martial arts weren’t originally from Earth; Ying Zijin brought them from the Spirit Cultivation World.

The ability to develop the human physical limits to this extent was already beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Cheng Yuan asked again: "Master, now that you’re back, will you leave again?"

"I’m not leaving." Feng Xiu shook his head, "I’ll watch over the Ancient Martial World until I die."

Cheng Yuan nodded.

Footsteps echoed, he turned his head.

"Hey, junior sister, you can get out of bed." Cheng Yuan was very happy, "Master is right here, let him fish for a few to make you some soup to nourish your body."

Cheng Yuan was also grateful, luckily his junior sister was fine, or his master would surely chop him up.

Feng Xiu’s eyebrow moved.

Although he was facing away, he knew it was Ying Zijin.

Feng Xiu slowly reeled the rod, picked up the fish basket, and walked up: "Master."

He turned to Cheng Yuan: "Call her Grandmaster."

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