Another Choice

"Ten Thousand Calamities Curse? Why are you asking about that?" Wen Haishan frowned.

This was an ancient Evil Curse, incomparably vicious and dangerous. Ordinary people would be fortunate even to hear of it, let alone come into contact with it.

"Chen'er has been afflicted by the Ten Thousand Calamities Curse. He only has one year of lifespan left!" Wen Wanrong said.

"That bastard was actually struck by such a vicious Evil Curse? The Ten Thousand Calamities Curse requires at least the King Realm to cast, and one must sacrifice one's divine soul. It's extremely troublesome! What realm was the person who harmed him?"

"A King Realm great demon."

"If it was the King Realm, then a divine pill can cure it!"

"That's wonderful, Father! Prepare one for Lingtian and Chen'er each!" Wen Wanrong said in delighted surprise.

Xiao Zhentian was equally exhilarated. His eldest son possessed peerless talent. If the Evil Curse were removed, Zhenbei King Manor would gain an exceptional Qilin child. Perhaps it would even gain a thousand years of fortune.

Wen Haishan shook his head. "That divine pill is called the Heaven-Seizing Fortune Pill. It was refined by an ancient immortal. In all my life, I only found one by chance. Moreover, according to ancient records, the Soul-Seizing Immortal only refined one in his lifetime. There should be no second pill left in the entire world!"

Wen Wanrong froze, the smile on her face instantly stiffening.

One pill!

There was only one?

Would that not mean that if she saved her younger son, her elder son would certainly die?

And if she saved her elder son, her younger son would be crippled for life?

Xiao Zhentian's expression darkened as well.

"Enough. There's no need to agonize over it. That bastard is so vicious—how could he possibly deserve