The Soul-Locking Living Pillar

Seeing the familiar coffin, Xiao Ran stared at Li Ji out of the corner of his eye, stunned.

"Why aren't you sitting down?"

Li Ji seemed to notice Xiao Ran's gaze. He blew out a ring of smoke and continued, "Don't like that the coffin's unlucky, or think it'll hurt your butt?"

Xiao Ran walked over to the coffin and lightly rested his palm on it. There were two blade marks on its sides and a dent in the middle. It was clearly badly damaged.

Xiao Ran answered Li Ji's question directly. "This is my family's coffin."

Li Ji snorted. "Your family's coffin?" He loosened his clothes, revealing that the muscles on the left side of his chest had already died and turned into a patch of blackened flesh.

Looking displeased, he said, "Your family's coffin smashed me into this state. What are you going to do about it?"

Anyone could hear the anger in Li Ji's words.

But Xiao Ran wasn't swayed by Li Ji's mood. He carefully examined Li Ji's injuries and then gave his diagnosis.

"The bones on this side of your torso are shattered, and your internal organs have probably all died. I can replace your torso. As for your head, I can fit you with a new skull and repair your face too, but it'll take some time."

Any other doctor would have thought Xiao Ran was crazy to suggest such a solution. For him, though, it was routine.

Li Ji didn't seem satisfied with the answer.

He stared intently at Xiao Ran. "What if I told you that the woman from your family is still inside that coffin? Would you save her?"

"Yes."

Xiao Ran admitted it without hesitation, then added, "Just like I'd do everything I could to help you if you were