Blessing Purification Heart Organ

Li Ziran slowly opened his eyes. Blazing light filled his vision. The prolonged anesthesia left him somewhat disoriented, but the waves of tingling in his arm and itching in his lower abdomen quickly brought him back to his senses.

He could feel the surroundings shaking violently. Something was running at high speed.

In an instant, Li Ziran sat bolt upright.

He saw two Corpse Witches hurriedly clearing away the surgical rack beside him while dealing with Golden-Silk Girl's corpse.

His memories surged back into his mind like floodwaters bursting through a dam. He had just completed a heart transplant.

He instinctively pulled open his shirt at the chest. Unfortunately, the skin had already healed completely, and he could not see the Blessing Heart beating within.

Yet he could clearly sense silken streams of warmth wandering through his body. It was as though he had entered a hot spring, every pore opening wide in incomparable comfort.

His lower abdomen and left arm in particular felt as though they had been smeared with anti-inflammatory ointment, waves upon waves of tingling spreading through them.

Li Ziran subconsciously swung his arm. It was far more flexible than he had expected. Then he touched his lower abdomen, where the intermittent pain that usually plagued him had already vanished without a trace.

Looking down, he saw that only a few black patches remained where the curse had once lurked. Layers of golden light surrounded those patches, and enveloped in that glow, they were melting away like ice.

Li Ziran had never felt so relaxed. It was as if he had not transplanted a heart, but stuffed an entire hot spring into his chest, stirring up waves of warmth that flowed throughout his body along the paths of his blood vessels.

"It stinks!"

As his awareness fully