Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

She thought, the innocent children who died at the hands of these people before her surely cursed them before they died, didn’t they?

But no matter how they were cursed, these people still treated their lives as if they were worth nothing, didn’t they? Now that she was about to die, had she also assumed a face of cursing others?

How did they manage to curse out loud?

Qian Jiyun circled alone within the cave.

And behold, he did discover a few survivors, hidden exceptionally well. It was a pity for them, but still, he managed to find them.

Not only did he find people, but he also found a few children who were still breathing, as well as some medicinal herbs.

By the time he brought the children over, the elders were still not yet dead.

“An Jiuyue, I found a few children who are still alive.”

He had brought over several children, a total of five. Three of them had already fainted, while two, although not yet unconscious, were close to it, their lips the color of dark purple.

“Administer these medicinal pills to them.”

An Jiuyue squatted down to look at them and, without taking their pulses, directly took out a porcelain bottle and passed it to Qian Jiyun.

“Alright.”

Qian Jiyun received the porcelain bottle, opened it, and poured out the medicinal pills, administering one to each child.

Two of them could still swallow on their own, while for the other three, Qian Jiyun had to forcefully pour the water from the water-bread into their mouths along with the pills, which took a great deal of effort.

“You think you can save them? Don’t be foolish, they’re as good as dead.”

The elder said with a cold laugh, feeling a sense of relief upon seeing the children. What did it matter if they died? These children would have to be buried alongside them. So many children to accompany them in death, their own deaths were worthwhile!

It was just a pity that they couldn’t make these two people before them accompany them in death. After all, it was still a regret.

“Still not obedient in the face of death.”

An Jiuyue glanced at the elder and huffed lightly.

Since he so wanted to make his presence felt, she had no reason to be polite. She took out another porcelain bottle and walked over to the elder.

She opened the lid of the bottle, and right over the elder’s wounds, she poured the poisonous powder inside.

“Ah!”

The elder immediately screamed in agony.

The strength in his hands, which had been supporting him, vanished, and he collapsed to the ground, his body soon convulsing violently.

“Kill… kill me… it hurts… it hurts to death…”

He had never known such pain before. It felt as though thousands, millions of ants were gnawing on his flesh from the inside. The pain was unbearable.

As he convulsed, he rolled on the ground, continuing to scream miserably.

The two men in white robes were right beside him, watching the elder suffer. Even though they knew they too would soon die, they did not wish to endure such torment and looked at An Jiuyue with eyes full of horror.

They had indeed guessed correctly; this woman’s poison techniques were surely superior to theirs.

So, she could actually save these few apprentice doctors, couldn’t she?

But now, they could not entertain any thoughts. After all, they were doomed to die, and all they desired was to stay far away from the elder, not wanting to die in such excruciating pain like him.

Compared to the elder, their deaths were blissful.

“You… you’re all so… ah… so vicious,” the elder cursed while screaming in agony.

If they were not so vicious, how would they have thought to use such poisonous pills against him? He was close to death, and still, they treated him like this. Couldn’t they have let him die a little more easily?