If Only It Were a Mirror

The spacious, brightly lit operating room unfolded before him, as though he had returned to the past. It was hard to believe.

Clearly, Three-Tail wanted him to replicate the process he had once used to cultivate the demon girl.

But that was far too child's play. Embryonic development was not something completed overnight—how could it possibly be finished in a mere few minutes?

Perhaps they simply wanted to observe his methods. That was only natural; everyone had the right to pick and choose when buying something.

The value of cooperation lay in mutual benefit and win-win results. Only when both sides were satisfied would there be broader room for future cooperation.

Li Ziran accepted this test. He was a qualified businessman.

But just as he was about to enter the operating room, Three-Tail suddenly stopped him. His finger reached into the wall and pulled out a set of golden armor.

An invisible teleportation array?

Li Ziran felt a little envious. This kind of technology was truly extraordinary!

This armor set was especially peculiar. It wrapped him almost completely from head to ankle, golden all over and resembling a spacesuit.

"What is this?" Li Ziran did not understand. He was only performing an operation—there was no need to dress as if he were heading into battle.

Three-Tail smiled politely. "Sir, the environment inside the operating room is unusual. This is necessary protection."

"Unusual? What is unusual about it?" Li Ziran asked curiously.

"You'll know once you go inside." Three-Tail offered no explanation, merely smiled.

Li Ziran could not figure out what medicine this demon was selling from his gourd, but he still carefully cast a Transformation Spell on himself and secretly gathered the power of Purification in both hands.

He did not quite trust demons.

After all, this race's reputation on