Master, Take Me as Your Disciple!

Li Ziran shot her a glare. What he hated most was someone suddenly butting in during surgery.

Anfuni stuck out her tongue. Seemingly realizing her mistake, she gave a playful smile and did not dare speak again.

There was nothing wrong with the uterus; it was even healthier than that of an ordinary person. Yet Li Ziran could not understand it. Such a uterus should have existed within a completely healthy living body, but Butterfly Girl was frail enough to topple in the wind. Her body was terribly weak, especially the small intestine in her abdomen, which had shrunk to one-tenth the size of a normal person's.

He had not opened her chest cavity to examine her heart, but he could predict that all her organs had likely undergone the same degree of atrophy. Among Witch Doctors, this condition was known as Predatory Growth.

Some living beings accidentally developed Magic Organs. The development of a Magic Organ itself required enormous amounts of energy, yet the host could not provide sufficient support. At such times, the Magic Organ would instinctively plunder energy from the other organs, creating a situation where one organ stood alone above all others.

Clearly, Butterfly Girl's uterus fit this symptom perfectly. Yet it was also strange. No formation-like mucous membrane had formed over the surface of the uterus, nor were there any distinctive magical words. It was unlike an ordinary Magic Organ.

"Could a Magic Organ be the culprit behind Butterfly Girl's weakness?"

Li Ziran murmured softly. If that was the case, then everything would be easy. He only needed to remove the uterus and replace it with another one, and Butterfly Girl would soon return to normal.

Li Ziran let out a breath. The problem was not as serious as he had imagined; on the contrary,