Soul Grafting Magic Array

The tiny underground chamber was dim and oppressive, yet it could not suppress Anfuni's excited heart. Her fingers unconsciously reached downward, and the empty sensation felt like a dream.

She had imagined this moment would come, but never expected it to arrive so quickly, so suddenly.

Especially when a peculiar minty coolness faintly stirred in her lower abdomen. She had been a woman before; more than anyone, she knew what organs those were.

A uterus! Ovaries!

Indeed, she wanted to pee, but when she saw the blazing look in Li Ziran's eyes, she unconsciously became shy.

"Turn around!" Anfuni said softly.

"What?" Li Ziran did not understand. He was desperate to know the result of the operation and had not noticed Anfuni's girlish state of mind at all. Worse still, he was staring shamelessly.

"Turn around!" Anfuni was a little angry. Though she was now only a four-year-old girl, her soul belonged to a mature woman.

Li Ziran was speechless. He had transplanted that organ himself, so what was there that he could not see? A woman's thoughts truly were impossible to understand. Still, he had to respect his client.

The moment he turned around, he heard her get off the bed. She had clearly headed toward the door, yet he did not hear it open. Before long, a series of whooshing sounds reached him.

Li Ziran could not help smiling. Clearly, the operation had been a success.

"All right, you can turn back now."

When Li Ziran turned around, Anfuni had already draped herself in a wizard's robe. It was Li Ziran's, hanging on her like a huge sack, but it still covered her fairly slender little body. She was quietly watching him now, her earlier shyness gone, restored to the composure an Elven priestess ought to possess.

"Why