This Girl Should Have Been Dead Long Ago

Li Ziran's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable aura. Although his opponent was much stronger than him, there was no need to be afraid at the moment.

This is the Blackwind Pass, not Rhine Lion Grasslands where lions roam.

"You!" The Rhine Lion was disgusted by Li Ziran's indifferent attitude, but seeing the Butterfly Girl coughing repeatedly at the door, he suppressed his anger and glared at her fiercely. "If you can't handle it, hmph!"

Li Ziran chuckled. He had met many people, but he had never met such an unreasonable person. If it weren't for Sandrew, he really wouldn't have liked him.

This is why he dislikes Orc, especially Orc royalty. It's not discrimination; it's just that many Orc in this race are actually quite ordinary, yet they act as if they're incredibly powerful.

The Butterfly Girl was very quiet, but her body was too weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her over. When she got off the bridal sedan chair, she kept coughing and could only be supported by two Grassland Elves.

Li Ziran could tell at a glance that she had a problem with her throat; it was definitely not as simple as a stomachache.

This is a troublesome job. Judging from the attitude of those Orc, they will probably do a thankless task. This is because these people do not know their own rules. As long as they ask for help, they will bring a Frog to their door. If it works out, they will send an additional 126 Frog.

These Orc must have heard of her reputation or overheard passing caravans talking about her. Judging from their status, they should have no shortage of Witch Doctor. Yet the girl is still sickly, which can only mean that many Witch Doctor have failed, and they brought her here because they were desperate.

Li Ziran had seen this kind of thing many times. When people were desperate, they always thought of trying some folk remedy to bring them back from the brink of death. It was all about trying anything, even if it seemed hopeless. However, most of the time it was just for peace of mind.

Li Ziran glanced at the Butterfly Girl; her face was deathly pale, and she couldn't even lift her head—she was practically dead.

He had the Elves help him upstairs, followed behind, and placed him on the central operating table.

The Rhine Lion, not feeling at ease, followed, his footsteps heavy, as if he could crush Li Ziran's stairs.

Li Ziran ignored the big guy and quietly looked at the girl. She was wearing a floral dress, which looked very large, perhaps because it was too restrictive. Her two slender legs were exposed under the dress, like bamboo poles. At this moment, she was panting heavily.

This is very abnormal; there is a serious problem with the respiratory tract.

However, Li Ziran smelled the scent of a Carnivorous Flower, but it wasn't the sap of the Carnivorous Flower; it must be another, more precious medicine.

The raw material is the Carnivorous Flower Stamen.

This is a Carnivorous Flower that condenses after a carnivorous plant has devoured living beings. It only exists at the root and can only be produced by Carnivorous Flower that have consumed at least a thousand living beings.

This residue is useless to the Carnivorous Flower, but it is a treasure sought after by other creatures.

Because it contains the Life Element that everyone dreams of, the rarest element in the Elemental Tide, this Carnivorous Flower Stamen, when given to an apothecary, can be used to refine the most top-grade potions on the Red Soil Continent.

Life Potion.

Life Potion contain a vast amount of Life Element, providing immense life energy that can replenish severe bodily deficiencies, achieving the effects of reviving the dead and prolonging lifespan.

This girl should have died long ago, but she's been kept alive by the Life Potion.

Luxury!

What Li Ziran felt even more pressure was that he unconsciously glanced at his clothes. Could it be that Sandrew had made a move?

"Where do you feel unwell?" Li Ziran asked slowly as he put on his white coat by the window.

The Grassland Elves pointed to the girl's hoarse throat, but when it looked at the Rhine Lion, it pointed to its belly.

Li Ziran glanced at the Rhine Lion, a strange smile playing on his lips. Did it really require instructions on where it hurt? How amusing. He grabbed the floral dress and picked up a scalpel, ready to tear it apart.

Suddenly, a large, strong hand pressed down on Li Ziran's wrist. "What are you doing?"

Li Ziran glared at him. He didn't like this, especially when he was seeing a doctor, being interrupted by someone saying, "You're seeing a doctor!"

"There's no need to look at it that way!" the Lion said seriously.

Li Ziran laughed, took off his white coat and hung it back on the hook, then turned and walked towards the pond.

He just didn't want to get involved in this.

The Lion leaped and blocked Li Ziran's path, snarling, "Where are you going?"

Li Ziran chuckled strangely, "Brother, since you can see it, why are you asking me? Just do it yourself."

"You!" The Lion raised its paw to strike.

Buzz!

The pocket vibrated slightly.

Quack!

At this moment, the Copper-Yellow Frog not far away croaked even more urgently, and the strange ripples it created slammed the Lion directly into the wooden wall. Anfuni walked over, stared coldly at the Rhine Lion, and asked, "You want to make a move?"

The Rhine Lion stared in horror at the child who was barely taller than his belly. He hadn't even felt how the attack had happened, and his internal organs were still buzzing and vibrating, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.

"No! I just had him see a doctor!" the Lion replied weakly.

"Get lost!" Anfuni didn't have Li Ziran's good temper and said fiercely.

The Rhine Lion wanted to argue further, but the Frog on Anfuni's shoulder had already landed on his bulging belly, its two protruding bronze eyes staring strangely at his head.

This was the first time he had ever been afraid of a Frog. It was as if his life would end if it opened its mouth. Without further hesitation, he scrambled down the stairs.

Li Ziran smiled wryly to himself. When did Anfuni develop such a good temper and help him entertain guests? Just now, the grasshopper in his pocket seemed to be about to make its move.

Anfuni clearly had ulterior motives.

The pocket was still buzzing and vibrating, clearly aware that this Frog was formidable.

"Want to say something?" Li Ziran looked at Anfuni and chuckled. He didn't think this woman was that enthusiastic.

"Hehe." Anfuni smiled shyly, glanced at the Elves still waiting to the side, and glared at them, "You all get out too!"

The two Grassland Elves hesitated for a moment, but seeing the Lion fleeing into the distance, they trotted out of the small building.

At that moment, Anfuni glanced at the reclining Butterfly Girl, leaned close to Li Ziran's ear, and whispered, "Can you turn me into someone like her? She's so beautiful!"

Looking at Anfuni, who seemed completely infatuated, no one would have guessed that this was the reason she made the move. But perhaps that's just how women think.

"In principle, it's possible; you're a toddler now, and you're very malleable."

"Really?" Anfuni asked in surprise.

Li Ziran nodded. "I can't do it alone. It would be best to find some Insect Race. If we can find the Split Insect Race, they have a spell that allows the elements within the skin to split on their own. Using the Butterfly Girl as a model, they should be able to create an identical skin. I can help you change your skin."

"Oh, are the Split Insect Race hard to find? I can help." Anfuni was very eager.

Li Ziran patted his pocket. "Not hard to find. There are some in the Undead Nest. The three Undead Magister specifically purchased a batch of Split Insect Race slaves. If you want to ask for some, you can get them."

"Really?" Anfuni's eyes lit up, as if she had secretly made up her mind, while the Frog on her shoulder croaked excitedly twice, making the bones in Li Ziran's pocket vibrate even more violently.

Ordinary people wouldn't notice anything special about the Frog, but this Undead Magister sensed it completely.

Li Ziran ignored the two men, put on his white coat, and went straight to the operating table. He ripped the skirt off the Butterfly Girl's navel, revealing a smooth and delicate belly. The belly was bulging, as if something was stuffed inside. Li Ziran pressed his ear to it and listened for a few moments. It was gurgling, like water flowing.

But something's not right; it's more like there's some kind of unusual life activity.

In an instant, he made a judgment: this wasn't an illness, but rather a pregnancy.

"You have offspring?" Li Ziran asked directly.

The Butterfly Girl opened her eyes wide and shook her head vigorously, "Ugh... ugh..." she was speaking, but each time she spoke, it was accompanied by a violent cough.

Li Ziran suddenly pulled away the tight bindings around his neck and froze instantly.

Really.

Just as he expected, a red branding iron stamp, the size of a palm, square, with the word "slave" clearly visible in the center, so conspicuous on the fair skin, was a real eyesore.

Li Ziran chuckled inwardly. This was the biggest problem with slave traders: they always used their special seals to destroy the most beautiful things in the world.

This is a slave, and Li Ziran can also recognize that it was made by Beast Race slave trader because the seals are spaced far apart and the handwriting is very rough; only Orc would like this style.

He sighed inwardly, then stuffed two fingers into the Butterfly Girl's mouth, opening them up and down. In her bright red throat, Li Ziran saw crystalline fragments with centipede-like striped wounds along their edges.

She committed suicide!

Moreover, she attempted suicide by swallowing fragments in great pain, but unfortunately, the suicide attempt failed. The fragments in her mouth were forcibly removed, but some residue remained in her throat, and the wound had not yet fully healed.

She lost her voice and coughed constantly; Li Ziran could even deduce that she couldn't eat.

If it weren't for the Life Potion, I would have died long ago.

"How are you? Are you alright?" Anfuni, a complete novice, asked with great concern.

Li Ziran shook his head, unsure how to explain. What he had observed was something any Witch Doctor should know, so why was he specifically sent to this remote corner of the world? He couldn't help but look at the other person's slightly bulging abdomen, wondering if something inside was causing the trouble.

He gently touched and rubbed his lower abdomen, and the vibration confirmed to him that it was a fetus.

It looks like a human being five months pregnant.

Squeak!

Li Ziran seemed to hear a strange noise and quickly pulled his hand away. The moment he raised his hand, his index finger was cut open, and blood was gushing out of the wound. In the blink of an eye, the bright red blood turned black.

Poisoning?

Li Ziran's heart skipped a beat. He quickly took out a high-grade recovery potion from his storage ring and sprinkled it on the wound. The wound writhed dozens of times before gradually disappearing. When Li Ziran looked at the Butterfly Girl's lower abdomen again, it was still smooth and delicate, without a single wound.

"What happened? She stabbed herself, yet the pregnant woman is unharmed? This is rather strange!"

Li Ziran scratched his head, glanced at Anfuni, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw the Frog on the other's shoulder.

No matter how bizarre the thing is, he has a Title Magister by his side!