Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 5050

Dead?

He scowled and looked at the child when he heard the reply.

"Your Excellency!"

Morticia immediately kowtowed and apologized. "At that time, I was pursued by those soldiers and generals from the Godly Region. It was not my intention; it was just a coincidence.

"But I've had the child, and it's only one life anyway. The blood of the fiends is also flowing in his body. I implore you to spare the child for the sake of my years of loyalty to the fiends.

"Please, Your Excellency."

Morticia cried as she knelt on the ground. She had a look of anticipation on her face.

After all, they were connected by blood. No mother would be ruthless enough to ignore the life and death of her child.

When Archfiend Antigonus saw Morticia pleading for mercy, he drew a deep breath, and his expression briefly changed. Then he said, "Okay, the child can live."

"Thank you so much, Your Excellency!"

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On the other side, in the Pure Yang Division on the Cryolet Continent.

Darryl had been at the Pure Yang Division for a week. Sofia spent her free time that week attending to Darryl's diet and everyday needs while also studying elixirs in the elixir production room.

Sofia was very talented in elixir production. She could refine all the pills needed in the Pure Yang Division and did not even need Darryl to do it for her.

Darryl could completely set his mind at rest and fuse with the Heavenly Marrow Golden Elixir.

It was a sunny day.

After fusing with the Heavenly Marrow Golden Elixir for a while, Darryl made a pot of tea in the pavilion outside the Elixir Sector. Then, he grabbed a chair to enjoy the peaceful afternoon.

Darryl had recovered significantly during the previous seven days after absorbing half of the spiritual energy contained in the Heavenly Marrow Golden Elixir. Although he had not yet reached his peak level, he had little trouble defending himself while walking around the Cryolet Continent.

Sofia continued to study the elixirs in the elixir production room.

The pavilion was serene and silent, with the occasional bird singing.