Now She Could Pee Once

The Corpse Witch's sudden move caught Li Ziran off guard. Just now, it had almost been an instinctive reaction.

This Corpse Witch seemed to be following Li Ziran's thoughts, taking the initiative to join the operation.

Joy stirred in his heart. His efforts were starting to show results.

But this was only the beginning. To make the Corpse Witch capable of transplanting organs for him, there was still a long road ahead—at the very least, Soul Replacement.

After briefly sorting through his thoughts, he pressed the scalpel against the mucosa of the Golden-Silk Girl's lower abdomen.

This time, he could not be careless. He had to meticulously remove the uterus, ovaries, fallopian tubes, ureters, and female tissue in their entirety.

Li Ziran's cuts were incredibly light as he slowly slid the blade along the lines of the mucosa.

He was very quiet, and quietness allowed him to perform at his highest level.

From the first cut to withdrawing the blade, there was not the slightest mistake throughout the entire process.

At that moment, Li Ziran held an organ like a balloon in his hand. It was an ovary, but unlike an ordinary ovary, it was a pure, true gold. Through the tubes, he could see golden motes of light emanating from within.

Moreover, the fallopian tube had a spiral structure, like a lavishly decorated grand hall, carrying an unusual air of nobility.

"Strange?"

Li Ziran was somewhat puzzled. As he drew near the ovary, he inexplicably felt at peace, even a trace of exhilaration. No, more precisely, the vitality in his left arm had increased, and the pain coiling around his lower abdomen was rapidly fading.

The curse on his body was easing as he approached the uterus.

Feeling the faint fluctuations within the ovary, it was as though layers