Great Shaman Mengshan had descended today upon a pool of White Iris’ blood. He probably sensed Rourou’s foul mood, so when heard what she said, he reached his hand into his chest without any hesitation and retrieved a heart that was still beating. ‘Ta-dum! Ta-dum!’

Of course, it was not his heart. In this world, there was no one who would kill themselves in order to thank someone. However, this heart did also belong to a Great Shaman, which explained why it was still beating even after being extracted countless years ago and contained a huge amount of power.

“This heart came from a Great Shaman of my Barbarian Clan who died fighting at sea when I was young. In a time of need, Your Excellency, please swallow it and refine this Great Shaman’s heart. For a short period of time, it will allow you to restore the powers that you once had at your peak, and you won’t have to worry that it would damage your...