Chapter 215

In the medical ward, the reattachment surgery prepared for the Furious Father God was proceeding in a tense and orderly manner.

To ensure today's surgery went smoothly, Big Boss specifically used a Doubt Aura once.

However, since he had succeeded once before, and this time it only covered the Furious Father God, it only consumed 800 million years of Dian Huo Lao Lao's life.

Truly a joyous occasion.

And this Furious God, who had brought countless calamities to the Tianming Continent and slaughtered who knows how many living beings, did not yet know what kind of unforgettable night he would spend next.

On the contrary, at this moment, he was still talking eloquently while Big Boss prepared the anesthetic.

"Nu Bao, among these Eight Divine Generals, you are the one this old man values most." The Furious Father God looked at him appreciatively: "Do you know why?"

"Hmm... because I'm loyal?" Big Boss answered shamelessly with his back to him, grinding up several centipedes and throwing them into the potion.

"Heh, then you're wrong, Nu Bao. Loyalty is merely the most basic thing." The Furious Father God laughed heartily: "Compared to subordinates who are loyal but foolish, this old man prefers subordinates who are hard to control but extremely capable."

"Oh, thank you for the praise, Father God His Majesty." Big Boss thanked him shamelessly, then ground up several leeches and threw them into the potion.

"Hahaha, this old man was just speaking from the heart. Nu Bao, your talent is not beneath this old man; making you my subordinate would be a waste of your talent!" The Furious Father God said sincerely.

"Father God Sir overpraises. Compared to you, I'm still far behind." Big Boss said insincere words shamelessly, then took out mercury, poured it into the potion, and stirred it back and forth.

"This is no overpraise!" The Furious Father God tilted his head, looking at Big Boss's cleavage with drooling desire, licking his lips: "In this old man's view, among the heroes of the world, only you and I!"

"Father God Sir, you mustn't flatter me so!" Big Boss shamelessly shuddered, then took out radioactive gunpowder, thought for a moment, and still put it to one side: "Not to mention anything else, just in the Abyss, that Pain Mother God Red Moon also counts as a hero."

"Red Moon? A mere pervert who likes to torture people, unfit for great use, hardly counts as a hero." The Furious Father God sneered: "When I unify the Abyss in the future, I'll definitely make her a collectible, and see what ugly state this woman reveals when being tortured."

"..." Big Boss's palm trembled, then he took back the radioactive gunpowder he'd set aside, ground it into powder, and poured it into the potion.

"Hahaha, Nu Bao, you don't think this old man is arrogant. Actually, this old man is just speaking the truth." The Furious Father God laughed loudly: "The world's tides rise and fall, countless heroes and outstanding figures come and go, how many become kings, how many become emperors, and in the end, how many remain?"

"I am different from the other six gods of the Abyss. This old man was not born from the Abyss's Will, a lucky one born a Demigod."

"Me, I walked step by step, reached Demigod, and obtained this position as One of Seven Gods!"

"This old man's ability to reach today relies entirely on my own effort!"

"..." Big Boss trembled again and asked softly: "That Father God, do you know Shen Lan?"

"Shen Lan? What thing is that?"

"Uh, nothing, a kind of anesthetic herb." Big Boss nodded, then fished out a pile of indescribable things, kneaded them, and threw them directly into the potion.

"Nu Bao, I'm not joking. In the Abyss there's temporarily no one I regard as a hero, let alone the Tianming Continent?" The Furious Father God continued spouting his extreme views:

"That Full Moon Queen is even more foolish to the extreme. It's said she reincarnated over a hundred times for a man, thereby damaging her own soul, causing this life to be stuck at Tier 10, unable to take a single step forward into Demigod."

"If not for such an absurd act, plus her exaggerated quantization and freezing talent, she would probably have cultivated to be even stronger than this old man long ago."

"For love and romance, giving up the pursuit of power, such foolish conduct fundamentally doesn't count as a hero."

"What a pity, this Full Moon Queen is about to be killed by me. Otherwise, I'd really want to find that man she waited for."

"Right in front of her, make that man () kneel on the ground, and appreciate her ugly state begging for mercy and begging for death! Hahaha!!!"

"..." Mu, listening to the Furious Father God's words, couldn't help but shiver.

He looked at Big Boss, then at the Furious Father God, his gaze already filled with pity.

Kid, stop talking, you're dancing in a minefield!

Ahead is Big Boss Sir! "Hehe, Father God Sir sure knows how to play." Big Boss showed a sunny cheerful smile, then looked at Mu and gave him a look.

Mu understood instantly, and could only take out Xiu Si Da Er's soybean juice flavored search underwear, reluctantly cut it into pieces, and throw it into that potion.

Damn, this is the bond between me and Brother Shisi! Big Boss Sir, your heart is so ruthless!

But Big Boss ignored him, only transmitting: "Any more?"

"No more, only one piece." Mu hurriedly answered.

"Heh, as for that Full Moon Queen's disciple Big Boss, and his two friends, Mu He and Karenina." The Furious Father God still didn't know what he had done, continuing to spout his extreme views:

"In the Abyss they're all said to be unborn geniuses. If not eliminated, they'll surely become our heart and belly trouble."

Mu:!!!

So I'm this amazing?

"But in this old man's view." The Furious Father God sneered: "The three of them are nothing special! Karenina, just an entrapment birth, fundamentally lacks a strong one's dignity."

"That Big Boss, is barely considered to have some stuff, but not much. At most counts as above mortals, not yet a genius."

Hearing this, Mu raised an eyebrow and gave Big Boss a schadenfreude expression.

Looks like no matter how good Big Boss Sir is at chuunibyou, in front of a real big shot, he's also nothing special! Next second, the Furious Father God continued: "As for that Mu He, heh, a headwear underwear idiot, low IQ, limbs not developed either. Forget learning magic, even inheriting his father's bloodline to become a War God, he'd still just be a waste. Such an idiot can be called heart and belly trouble?"

"If he were in front of me, I'd definitely shred his cleavage in one strike, let him know where underwear should be worn!"

Mu: "..."

He lowered his head, fell silent for two seconds, then immediately with a slash, took out several dozen of Xiu Si Da Er's soybean juice flavored underwear, crazily shredded them into pieces, and stuffed them all into the potion.

That originally colorful potion was instantly polluted, turned yellow, and carried a fucking lickable sour stench.

Brother Shisi, the bond between you and me, has yellowed along with my longing for you! Big Boss:...

The bond between you and your brother is truly powerful.

"What situation, why such a stench, ugh, what are you doing, ugh..." The Furious Father God suddenly dry heaved: "Alright, is the anesthetic ready?"

"Let me tell you, tomorrow the True Mother God is coming to our camp to discuss the major matter of crusading against Dian Huo. You guys hurry up!"

True Mother God... Big Boss's mind instantly conjured a standing illustration of a black-haired girl about 160cm tall, wearing white striped stockings and a formal dress, with pigtails.

One of the Abyss Seven Gods, a rare strange deity whose background story cannot be used to judge her Big Boss.

Didn't expect this matter would drag her in too.

But this isn't what needs considering now. Now, we must properly torture this Father God His Majesty.

"Coming coming, Father God Sir, I've already finished preparing the anesthetic potion for you!" Big Boss smiled gently, raising the huge syringe in his hand.

This tube of medicine condensed Big Boss's entire understanding of this game.

This syringe was a circle thicker than even Big Boss's waist circumference. He aimed at the Furious Father God's cleavage, eager to try.

The Wrathful Father God lay on the bed, looking at the thing wriggling nonstop inside the syringe, and swallowed his saliva: "Angry Explosion, this anesthetic of yours, isn't it a bit too much?"

"Father God's Crown, your Bloodline is special; ordinary dosages cannot achieve an anesthetic effect." Big Boss smiled gently.

"Oh, Originally/So it is like that." The Wrathful Father God nodded in fear and trepidation: "Then the stuff inside yours, why does it look so strange too? How does it feel... Wu Ming Acting... And it even has a rancid smell."

"Father God's Crown, didn't I just say, your Bloodline is special; ordinary potions have no effect on you." Big Boss smiled gently again.

"Oh, Originally/So it is like that ah." The Wrathful Father God nodded in fear and trepidation again, then looked at Mu standing to the side, his Eye Tremble: "Wai, wait a moment, what are you doing with the bone cleaver!"

"Ow ow, I grabbed the wrong one, Father God's Crown." Mu laughed honestly, putting down the bone cleaver.

"Originally/So it was the wrong one, phew, Scare Death me, I thought you were staging a coup—wait a moment, what are you doing with the Dian Dian!"

"Aiya, Father God Sir, you know, your physical strength is beyond what ordinary people can reach; if I don't use the Dian Dian, I fundamentally cannot cut your body into pieces!" Mu answered honestly and straightforwardly.

"... Oh, Originally/So it is like that ah... Wait a moment!" The Wrathful Father God swallowed his saliva again, looking at Big Boss: "He Just Now said he wanted to cut me into pieces, right?"

"You Misheard." Big Boss smiled gently.

"He really said it."

"You really Misheard."

"He really really said it."

"You really really Misheard."

"..." The Wrathful Father God fell silent for two seconds, then immediately sat up from the bed, flipped over and tried to Run Away.

"Heh, want to escape? Watch my Lightning Whirlwind Stab!" Big Boss Cold Snort, the huge syringe in his hand stabbing straight at the Wrathful Father God's crevice.

Only heard a Slash sound, the needle tip stabbed straight into the Wrathful Father God's crevice inside.

That's right, not on the crevice, but inside the crevice.

Simply put, it is () chrysanthemum.

"Ah!!!!"

After a loud Miserable Scream.

The Wrathful Father God Cover his crevice and lay back down.

He felt his Legs numb, Gradually losing sensation.

This feeling, undoubtedly is anesthesia.

"Originally, Originally I was Wrong Over you two ah, heh, hehe."

He forced a smile looking at Mu and Big Boss, a bit embarrassed.

As One of Seven Gods, an Absolute big shot, his React, was a bit too intense.

"Father God's Crown, you can trust us a bit more." Big Boss put his hand on his Shoulder: "You know, me and the Priest Adult, since Ancient Times, have been your most Loyal subordinates!"

"Us two, how could we possibly harm you?"

"Heh, hehe, yeah, it's my fault, made you Heart Chill." The Wrathful Father God thought a bit, chose to Apologize.

He has always been an enlightened Monarch, quite daring to Admit his own mistakes.

And most importantly, he Suddenly remembered, he is a Demigod; relying on just these two subordinates who are merely Eight Rank, even if he lies here letting them kill, they also cannot kill him dead.

Due to being lowered intelligence by the Doubt Aura, his head turned a bit Slow.

So Just Now forgot he is a peerless Strong One, so he made the action of fleeing.

"Rest assured, Angry Explosion, Divine General, old man I Hundred Percent trust you two!"

The Wrathful Father God spoke thus.

"Since it is so, then us brothers two, naturally must repay your trust!" Big Boss patted his Shoulder again: "Father God's Crown, Experiment begins."

Wrathful Father God: "Experiment??"

Big Boss: "Oh, I mean, treatment, treatment."

Speaking, he ripped off the Wrathful Father God's Pants in one go, looking at that charred area, furrowing his Eyebrow.

"Father God Sir, yours is completely charred ah, fundamentally cannot find a place to connect."

Wrathful Father God: "..."

"But no matter, I have a way!"

Big Boss picked up a bone cleaver, aimed at that charred place, and stomped down, using however much force he wanted.

Only heard Bang Bang two sounds, a piece of the Wrathful Father God's flesh was chopped off.

Meanwhile, the Wrathful Father God also let out life's roar:

"I f******************!!!!"

"Why so painful! Why so painful ah!! F***!!"

"Didn't you give me anesthesia?"

"F***!!"

"Uh." Big Boss embarrassedly scratched his head: "Did give ah, your Legs aren't already numb?"

Yes, Big Boss Just Now put a large pile of stuff inside the potion.

The effects of these things, are all to make the target fall into a state of unable to move.

But uniquely, there was no Medicinal Herb to relieve pain among them.

Not only none, there were even drugs to Amplify pain sensation inside.

To make the efficacy become better, Big Boss also specially used Suffering Power, helping the Wrathful Father God increase pain sensation by 50 times.

In the Reality world, Big Boss often heard, someone had surgery took anesthetic couldn't wake up, finally Died.

As the Wrathful Father God's first Loyalty, Big Boss of course would not let the Wrathful Father God Die like this.

Thus, he self-created this Xing Mao Crime Yao.

Only numb people, not relieve pain.

Giving you anesthesia ≠ making it not hurt.

For the sake of the Father God of Wrath's life safety, he, Li Cheng, truly contributed so right!!

"Then, then why does it hurt so much? Fuck..." The Father God of Wrath was in so much pain tears streamed down his face; he swore, in this life he had never hurt this much before.

"Father God Sir, I don't know either." Li Cheng asked knowingly: "Perhaps it's because your constitution is special; you know, people's constitutions cannot be generalized; presumably your heaven-shaking mighty power caused this anesthetic's pain-relieving effect to fail."

"Th-this is the case, huh..." The Father God of Wrath thought for a moment and felt it made sense.

Indeed, with his physical quality, Nu Bao being able to produce an anesthetic that could numb him was already pretty good.

Still demanding to remove pain sensation and such, I'm afraid would be asking the impossible.

"Mm, since that's so, then continue." The Father God of Wrath took a deep breath: "Mm, Nu Bao, you did well, deserve commendation; after you finish grafting me, I'll record a major merit for you!"

"Father God Sir, I, Nu Bao, helping you isn't for some so-called reward! You saying this makes me feel unworthy!" Li Cheng spoke righteously and sternly.

This scene moved the Father God of Wrath deeply.

Look at this, how could there be such a loyal and capable subordinate!

"Divine General Nu Bao, having you is truly my blessing!"

The Father God of Wrath once again shed tears of emotion! And Li Cheng and Mu's limb grafting great cause thus unfolded.

"Ah! Slower!"

"Ah!!! Hurt, hurts me to death!!"

【You made the Father God of Wrath feel pain, your Pain Points +10089】

【You made the Father God of Wrath feel pain, your Pain Points +10190】

【You made the Father God of Wrath feel pain, your Pain Points +……】

Amidst the Father God of Wrath's miserable screams and the system's prompt tones, Li Cheng's Pain Divine Chosen experience bar continuously grew.

And he also peeled the Father God of Wrath's flesh piece by piece.

These pieces of flesh, he didn't throw them away; he collected them all.

An Abyss Demigod's flesh and blood, what excellent material!

One Father God of Wrath actually able to provide both materials and Pain Points at the same time.

Today, indeed another win-win day for Li Cheng!

And Mu picked up that demon dragon's long whip,

gestured twice, placed it on the Father God of Wrath's body.

That's right, this surgery's chief surgeon doctor was precisely him, Mu.

Professionally using a scalpel to cut open skin, burying the severed segment within.

Anastomosing urethra.

"Ah ah ah ah! Hurt!!"

Suturing whip body.

"Hurt hurt hurt hurt! Ah!!"

Confirming corpus cavernosum sensitivity.

"Ah hurt ah hurt!! Ah ah ah!!!"

Connecting blood vessels.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!!"

The whole movement flowed like clouds and water, professional beyond compare.

Just doing it like this, Mu suddenly lifted his head, a slap struck the Father God of Wrath's face: "The fuck you shaking for! What you howling for!"

"Ah? I, I hurt! I'm about to hurt to death!" The Father God of Wrath was struck dumb, staring blankly at Mu: "No way, Priest, you dare hit me?"

"Please don't call me Priest." Mu fearlessly: "Call me Doctor, got it? On the sickbed there's no identity status difference; as the saying goes, one day as doctor, lifetime as father, me being your dad isn't excessive, hitting you once what of it?"

The Father God of Wrath stared blankly at Mu, retorted until speechless.

He always felt something was off.

But also felt, Mu's words were quite reasonable.

"Alright, you bite this, don't scream!" Mu again fished out two pairs of Xiu Si Da Er's underwear from his pocket, stuffed them into the Father God of Wrath's mouth.

"Mmph mph mph!" The Father God of Wrath immediately rolled his eyes from the fumes.

【You made the Father God of Wrath feel pain, your Pain Points +10089……】

"Hmph, treatment continues!" Mu coldly snorted, once again picked up the scalpel.

Skillfully connecting blood vessels, connecting nerves, suturing skin after.

He clapped his hands, revealed a satisfied smile:

"Worthy of me ah, truly a great work! Father God Sir, you quickly look!"

Father God of Wrath: "zzZ..."

Under Xiu Si Da Er's terrifying chemical attack, the Father God of Wrath directly fainted from the fumes.

"Holy shit, Father God Sir, Father God Sir!"

Mu hurriedly pulled out the sweet delicious Xiu Si Da Er holy relic, shaking his shoulder.

The Father God of Wrath slowly opened his eyes: "Done, done?"

"Mm, mm!" Mu overjoyed to tears: "Surgery very successful, from now on you're a boy!"

"Quick, quick let me see!" The Father God of Wrath hurriedly looked toward his own waist, pupils also at this moment constricted to a point: "This... this... this is... Priest, Priest..."

"No need to thank bro, bro is just legend." Mu stood with hands behind back, looking down on the world.

"Priest, you TM grafted it sideways for me!!!" The Father God of Wrath screamed miserably, grabbing Mu's collar: "You TM seen whose long whip grows sideways ah?"

Yes, under Mu's miraculous hands bringing spring back, the Father God of Wrath's long whip and his waist formed a 180-degree angle, that long whip pointing straight toward the body's right side.

"Cough cough, I didn't do it on purpose either!" Mu coughed twice: "Father God's Crown, you're babbling like this, what kind of decorum is that!"

"I'm MF babbling crooked right now!!!" The enraged Father God grabbed him by the neck.

【You made the Enraged Father God feel pain, your Pain Points +10089……】

"Hey, stop choking me, I'm suffocating……" Mu hurriedly struggled: "It's all your fault, it's because you were just now shaking all over, that's why I grafted it at 180 degrees!" "You MF!"

"All of you stop arguing!" Li Cheng shouted loudly: "Alright, Father God's Crown, this Limb Grafting Secret Art has three chances, only after three times will it be completely fixed on your body, we still have a chance now!"

While speaking, he revealed an unyielding gaze.

That gaze made the Enraged Father God suddenly want to believe him.

"Right, that's right, you're right, Rage-Burst Divine General, we still have a chance." The Enraged Father God took a deep breath, glanced at Mu: "This time, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

"Rest assured, this time, absolutely nothing will go wrong!" Mu coldly snorted, picked up the Xiu Si Da Er Holy Relic the Enraged Father God had spat out, and handed it to him once more.

"……" The Enraged Father God looked at that thing, fell silent for two seconds, then humiliatingly opened his mouth.

【You made the Enraged Father God feel pain, your Pain Points +20988……】

Immediately after, Mu began the second operation.

Movements even more practiced than just now.

Incise skin.

"Wuwuwuwuwu!!!"

Extract whip body.

"Wuwuwuwu!!!"

Reinsert.

"Wuwuwu!!!"

Anastomose urethra.

"Wuwu……"

Inspect corpora cavernosa.

"Wu……"

Suture skin.

"zZZ。。。"

【You made the Enraged Father God feel pain, your Pain Points +10089】

Minutes later, Mu once again plucked off and took out Xiu Si Da Er's Holy Relic: "Father God's Crown, wake up quickly, the surgery was successful!"

"Wu, wu, this smell, it's simply too terrible……" The Enraged Father God shook his head: "Let me see, hurry up and let me see!"

He once again looked at his long whip, then let out a long breath.

"Phew, no 180 degrees, not crooked, I'm not crooked! Hahaha!!!"

"It's back, it's all back!"

"I can feel it, the power of a man!!!"

"Congratulations Father God! Long whip returned to position!" Mu also hurriedly praised.

"You've done a great service hahaha!!!" The Enraged Father God laughed heartily: "Hmm, then next, Rage-Burst, quickly use the Limb Grafting Secret Art to fix it on me!"

"Alright, Father God's Crown." Li Cheng nodded, about to release the secret art, when suddenly his gaze trembled.

"What's wrong? Is something not right?"

"Father God's Crown, not right, it's reversed, upside down, Father God Sir!"

"What thing?" The Enraged Father God's pupils quaked, hurriedly looked closely.

Only to see urethra on top,

Blood vessels on bottom, isn't that grafted backwards? "You, you MF, you!!!" The Enraged Father God pointed at the priest's face, too angry to speak.

Mu also had words to say, he scratched his head: "Hehe, Father God Sir, I, I was standing in front of you doing surgery, the perspective is reversed, this…… is unavoidable."

"How about, you just make do with it?"

"I'll make do with your Immortal!! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!" The Enraged Father God grabbed Mu by the neck, shook him back and forth, nearly choking him into Gu Tianle.

"Hey, I'm dying, I'm dying, Sir."

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

"All of you stop arguing!" At the critical moment, Li Cheng shouted again: "Don't panic, although two chances have been used, there are three chances total, now, there's still the last one!"

His gaze even more steadfast than just now.

For some reason, the Enraged Father God also immediately calmed down.

He loosened his grip on Mu's neck, took a deep breath: "Rage-Burst, this time, you do the grafting for me!"

"Father God's Crown, don't be like this, believe me, believe me!" Mu hurriedly said: "Give me another chance!"

"I believe your grandpa! Get lost to the side!" The Enraged Father God shoved Mu away, looked at Li Cheng: "I don't believe him, my dignity, I entrust to you, Rage-Burst!"

"Thank you for your trust, Father God's Crown." Li Cheng also wore an expression of 'the subject dies for the lord, the lord cannot but die' generosity: "However, the priest and I have a clear division of labor, this Limb Grafting Secret Art, I learned half, he learned half."

"Surgical skill, I'm indeed not as good as him!"

"Cough cough, Rage-Burst, this, this isn't a difference in surgical technique, this is a MF difference in whether the brain has a disease!" The Enraged Father God stared tightly at him: "No need for more words, Rage-Burst, you do the surgery for me!"

"But Father God Sir, what if I fail too?" Li Cheng worried: "I feel it's still better for the priest to do it."

"Yes, Father God Sir, I also feel, you can give me another chance." Mu also raised his hand.

I'll give you a fart's chance, I'll give you!

If I let you graft again, I really won't be a man anymore.

The Enraged Father God's anger had nowhere to vent: "No need for more words, Rage-Burst, you go ahead and do it, rest assured, even if you make a mistake, I'll pardon you!"

The Enraged Father God's thought was File Simple.

Even if Li Cheng's technique was clumsy, it absolutely could not reach Mu Zheng's heaven-defying level.

One graft crooked, one graft reversed—this guy's head definitely has a problem!

"You say you'll forgive me if I'm innocent, but what if I really did something wrong..." Li Cheng said hesitantly.

"Rest assured, a gentleman does not speak in jest. As long as you put your heart into it, I will never blame you. I can swear." The enraged Father God Sir coaxed him patiently.

"Then that's great, let's conclude a contract, Father God Sir." Li Cheng seemed to have caught onto a key word, giving the enraged Father God Sir no chance to react, directly using the Dark Bible to begin concluding the contract.

By this time, midnight had already passed, and although only 3 hours had passed since Li Cheng last used Sigil Transfer.

But it was actually Day Two, and the cooldown time for Sigil Transfer had arrived.

Li Cheng could now help Dian Huo Lao Lao pass the time.

"I swear here, I will definitely do my best to perform the next surgery for the enraged Father God Sir. If I utter half a lie, may my soul suffer eternal damnation!"

Li Cheng, righteous and stern, used Dian Huo Lao Lao's 5000 years of lifespan to swear an oath he could casually break.

Seeing Li Cheng move so quickly, the enraged Father God Sir had no way out.

If he hemmed and hawed again, it would instead show that he was an incompetent Leader.

Besides, since Li Cheng had already sworn an oath, he had nothing left to worry about.

Thus, he could only sigh: "Fine, I swear here too. No matter the result of Divine General Nu Bao's final Limb Grafting, I will not make things difficult for him, and Father God Sir!"

The contract was concluded, and a halo connected the two of them.

"Alright, that should work now?" The enraged Father God Sir covered his forehead: "Hurry up, the Secret Art's duration is limited. Don't waste this last opportunity."

"Yes, Father God Sir." Li Cheng picked up the scalpel.

"That..." The enraged Father God Sir grabbed his arm again: "Can I trust you?"

"Father God Sir." Li Cheng also placed his hand on his shoulder: "I still say the same thing. I, Nu Bao, have been your most loyal subordinate since ancient times!"

"Hah... since that's the case, let's begin!" The enraged Father God Sir let out a long breath and consciously picked up the Xiu Si Da Er Relic beside him.

"Ugh, ugh..."

"Wuu wuu wuu."

Consciously stuffed into his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Li Cheng already knew that the enraged Father God Sir had made up his mind.

Since that was the case, he too had to show solemnity matching the Father God Sir's resolve!

Li Cheng picked up the scalpel, and with one stroke, severed the Dragon Whip.

Then he gracefully cut open the Father God Sir's skin and began the surgery.

Still the familiar movements.

Burying the Dragon Whip inside.

Aligning the urethra.

Joining the corpora cavernosa.

But these movements, performed by Li Cheng, carried an indescribable air of elegance.

The enraged Father God Sir looked at him with sobs, and the heart he had been holding in suspense finally relaxed.

Indeed, Nu Bao was just being modest.

How could a genius he himself favored not know surgery?

He was just doing it to protect his friend, the God Father.

Really, such a genius, and yet possessing such virtue.

Divine General Nu Bao, having you is truly my blessing!

The enraged Father God Sir closed his eyes, focused on savoring Xiu Si Da Er's flavor, and made wuu wuu wuu sounds.

In a short while.

He fainted.

"Father God Sir, Father God Sir, Father God Sir..."

"Time to wake up, time to wake up!"

In a daze, the enraged Father God Sir slowly woke up. Seeing Nu Bao and the God Father's two big faces appearing in front of him, he immediately became nervous.

"How, how is it?"

"It's fine, Father God Sir. The surgery was very successful. From today on, you're once again a boy!" Mu Zheng was moved to tears: "Eh, why did I say 'once again'?"

"Really, really?"

"Really. I took this surgery very seriously." Li Cheng nodded solemnly.

"Wonderful, wonderful." The enraged Father God Sir wept with joy and looked downward.

As expected.

The Dragon Whip and his waist formed a 90-degree angle, perfectly straight.

"Wonderful, wonderful. Not crooked, not crooked!" The enraged Father God Sir was half relieved and continued looking.

The veins were on top, the artery was on top, and the vein was also on top.

"Perfect, perfect. And not reversed, not reversed!"

The enraged Father God Sir was completely relieved: "Nu Bao, you are indeed a genius, you are indeed a genius. I will reward you handsomely, handsomely!"

"This is what I should do, Father God Sir!" Li Cheng knelt on one knee.

"Good, then hurry up. Use the Secret Art to permanently fix this Dragon Whip to me!" The enraged Father God Sir urged.

"Okay!" Li Cheng nodded and began chanting the Prayer.

Golden light enveloped the enraged Father God Sir.

He finally felt that he had fused with the Dragon Whip, never to be separated again.

"So this is the Limb Grafting Secret Art? Heh, Nespu, you still have a bit of something in you." He smiled happily.

He could already feel the existence of the Dragon Whip.

And the anesthetic also gradually lost its effect.

The ritual ended; this Limb Grafting was a complete success.

The Wrathful Father God placed his hand on his treasure, feeling that familiar touch, revealing a knowing smile.

"Yes, it's exactly this feeling."

"So familiar, so natural."

"Hmm, this old man has finally reclaimed his own dignity, hahaha—huh?"

The Wrathful Father God laughed wildly, yet suddenly let out a doubtful sound.

He felt back and forth again, and the doubt on his face grew more and more.

"Wait, where's the head?"

"TMD, where's the head?"

"Holy shit, how is the head gone?!!"

The Wrathful Father God abruptly sat up, looking at the Dragon Whip.

Pupils violently trembled.

He saw that what lay at the very front was not the familiar head, but a cross-section cleanly cut by a scalpel.

He stared at that cross-section, pondered for two seconds, then hugged his head:

"TMD, it's reversed, reversed!!!"

"Reversed? How could it be reversed?" Mu frowned: "My big brother grafted it so carefully, look, the urethra is on top, it's not reversed!"

"It's not top-bottom reversed, it's TM front-back reversed!!"

The Wrathful Father God hugged his head, on the verge of collapse: "The head, the head is gone, the head was grafted inside the body!"

"Holy shit!" Li Cheng also knitted his brows tight, observed carefully, and said resentfully: "Father God's Crown, this was grafted front-back reversed, and you didn't say a word; now the Secret Art has taken effect, you see what to do!"

"Ah? Me? I didn't say a word? I fuck TMD rage explosion!" The Wrathful Father God truly flew into a rage, his whole body expanded a circle, golden flames surging from his whole body:

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

But unexpectedly, suddenly, a bolt of lightning appeared from nowhere, striking him straight on.

And the Wrathful Father God's body also shrank back once again.

This was the Contract he had just sworn—absolutely not to make a move on Li Cheng.

"Damn it, damn it, aaaaah!!!" The Wrathful Father God hugged his head, abruptly lifted it, looked at Li Cheng: "Wait, if the Contract took effect, why are you fine? Didn't you also swear?"

"I'm of course fine, Father God's Crown!" Li Cheng shrugged, revealing a sunny smile: "I just swore, I would absolutely do my utmost to perform surgery for you, absolutely would not intentionally harm you!"

"I never lie; the surgery just now, I put in two hundred percent attention, the whole time thinking, how to help you regain new life!"

"So you just grafted me a reversed one?" The Wrathful Father God stared blankly at him.

"Uh..." Li Cheng scratched his head: "Whether you graft seriously is an attitude problem; whether you graft correctly is a capability problem."

"I told you long ago, my surgery skill is not as good as the Priest's, you didn't believe me!"

"I TM..." The Wrathful Father God was choked.

He recalled what had just happened, his lips trembling with anger.

Yes, it was he who insisted Li Cheng do the surgery.

It was he who insisted Li Cheng personally operate.

In other words, this reversed Dragon Whip installation was his own doing!

"Heh, I said it, should have given me another chance; if I did the surgery, it absolutely wouldn't be grafted reversed!"

Mu also stood with hands behind back, timely adding the final blow.

"Aaaaaah!!!" The Wrathful Father God hugged his head, lay on the bed constantly kipping up: "My Dragon Whip, my Dragon Whip!! This problem, I can't solve, I can't solve it!!!!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Li Cheng hurriedly pressed him down: "What's the big deal, reversed, then just use it reversed, aren't they all the same?"

"Ah? This, this can be the same?" The Wrathful Father God's eyes nearly split: "No, you cut it off for me, you reattach it for me, reattach it!"

"Father God's Crown, this won't do; this Limb Grafting Secret Art, once it succeeds, it can't be cut off again; if cut off, not only will the Dragon Whip directly necrotize, your body will also suffer irreversible damage!" Li Cheng looked like he cared for him.

"Ah? But, but, but this is reversed! Reversed!" The Wrathful Father God was going crazy.

"Reversed, so it's reversed; reversed... is more durable!" Li Cheng earnestly persuaded.

"Really, really?" The Wrathful Father God blinked.

"Of course it's true; the most sensitive part is the head, now the head is gone, isn't it more durable?"

"You, you put it that way, it makes a bit of sense..." The Wrathful Father God widened his eyes: "No, not right, this isn't a durability problem, this is—"

"Your Majesty!" Just then, Li Cheng suddenly shouted: "Don't struggle anymore; if you struggle further, a beautiful marriage, will leave you!"

"What thing? Marriage?" The Wrathful Father God was a bit puzzled.

And Li Cheng also pulled out a photo from behind him.

It was Li Er's photo.

In the photo, his Long Robe and beautiful hair fluttered in the wind, possessing a transcendent, immortal-like temperament.

The Wrathful Father God's eyes went straight the moment he saw the photo.

He just liked this type.

"This is?"

"This is an Eight Rank Demon Race from our Camp; he has long yearned for you, Father God's Crown!" Li Cheng continued: "Most importantly, he's a 0!"

"You think, if I now take the Dragon Whip off you again, how long to find another suitable whip body?"

"If by that time Li Er cannot wait for your favor and marries someone else, wouldn't this marriage tie be gone?"

"So I think this Dragon Whip cannot be removed, what do you think?"

"..." The enraged Father Divine General took Li Er's Photo, looking at the appearance on it that was cute to the extreme yet possessed an immortal bearing, the corner of his mouth curved up slightly: "You're right, it cannot be removed."

"Quick, bring me to see him!"

Inside Xiu Si Da Er's Bing Chuang, the attending Doctor discovered his title had changed

(Chapter Complete)