But she had no choice.
Among those ordinary people, those souls, and her and the judge's pen.
The only things she could sacrifice were herself and the Judge's Pen.
Sacrifice petty gains for the greater good.
Just as Jiang Yuan was thinking, a faint light appeared in front of her, and a snow-white figure appeared.
It resembled a prince from a dwarf kingdom, with snow-white hair and a youthful face.
Those beautiful, dark eyes were blinking as they looked at Jiang Yuan, who was dressed in a brown-black outfit.
Before Jiang Yuan could react, the little person in front of her pounced on her, buried his head in her neck and rubbed against her, "Master!"
Jiang Yuan was in a daze, and it took her a long time to realize who this person calling her "master" was.
"The Judge's Pen?" Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
When she was still the King of Hell, the Judge's Pen beside her had cultivated a spirit, but at that time its hair was black, and...
It cannot emit such a powerful light.
No, didn't it break?
How could this be...?
Become stronger than before?
"It's the Yama's Pen now," the little dwarf in front of him corrected.
"She's been tempered twice and successfully transcended the tribulation~" the dwarf continued, rubbing against Jiang Yuan again to express his affection for her.
The warm light of merit and the aroma of ginger.
It smells so good, so good...
"Tempered twice? Successfully transcended the tribulation?" Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"The first time, it destroyed its own spirit along with its master, and then condensed into fragments because of its master. The second time, it gave all its strength and sacrificed itself for righteousness."
"After two temperings of the pen's spirit, it has successfully transcended the tribulation. Now, the little pen is the master's pen, and no one but the master can drive it."
Yan Wangbi nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and then explained to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow.
From the judge's pen to the king of hell's pen...
Doesn't that mean...?
It got promoted?
It was so shattered, the pen body couldn't even be put back together, how could this be...?
Yan Wangbi looked at Jiang Yuan with an innocent and naive expression, his eyes filled with confusion.
It didn't know what was happening, but after it came out of that pitch-black place, a golden light enveloped it.
Its black hair turned white, and then a deep voice sounded in its ear.
Congratulations on its successful tribulation.
Judge's pen, Yama's pen.
It's not stupid; it can tell at a glance that the King of Hell's Pen is bigger!
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