"What did you say?" Yuwen Feng gripped the apothecary’s collar tightly, his powerful aura as a cultivator erupting. The apothecary, unable to withstand the pressure, instantly breathed his last. Yuwen Feng tossed the body aside, his gaze fixed ferociously on Yun Qingyi, who watched from afar with a faint, mocking smile. The apothecary had said the chances of conception were slim, a euphemism for near-total infertility. Yuwen Feng could hardly fathom that he had been poisoned and was now unable to sire children, and he had no idea when or how it had happened.
"Find another apothecary! Go! Bring every apothecary on this continent to me. I refuse to believe this cannot be cured."
Yun Qingyi sighed languidly and stood up from her chair. "Why waste the effort, Family Head? Have you heard of the 'Child-Severing Powder'? Once this poison enters the body, it takes effect instantly and is incurable. So, other than the child in my womb, you have absolutely no heirs left. Oh, and I forgot to tell you—I have already sent Yuwen Mo away. You will never find him. If you don't want your bloodline to die out, you had better ensure that I and the Yun Family remain safe and sound. Perhaps one day, when I am in a good mood, I might let you see these two children."
Chapter 441