The Five Seed Pomegranate melted in the mouth, transforming into a warm, gentle current that spread throughout Ye Zhen’s entire body.

The moist sensation made Ye Zhen feel so comfortable that he almost wanted to moan, as if enveloped by a warm spring precisely suited to his body, with every pore opening up.

In an instant, memories buried deep in his heart suddenly surged up.

It was the feeling from the womb, the warm and comforting sensation of being in a mother’s embrace as a fetus.

Everything in his body seemed to return to the time when he was a fetus, freely absorbing everything delivered from the mother.

This sensation of returning to the womb caused every corner of Ye Zhen’s body—the innate divine soul, internal organs, spine, bones, meridians, and even blood—to call out.

All of them unanimously emitted a desire to absorb that warm nutrient stream, akin to the nourishment delivered from a mother’s womb.

Even Ye Zhen himself longed to experience this sensation of absorbing the warm current again.

At the critical moment, Ye Zhen, who had been mentally prepared, suddenly bit his tongue hard.

The sharp pain snapped Ye Zhen’s somewhat dazed eyes instantly into clarity.

With a mighty shift of his divine sense, the warm current was guided by Ye Zhen’s divine sense, directly sent into the Yimu Spiritual Palace within his Seven Mysterious Spirit Palace.

During this time, at a frequency of once every two breaths, Ye Zhen continuously gently bit his tongue, and before long, his tongue had become a bloody mess.

Even so, Ye Zhen’s entire body, every cell, was longing to absorb even a tiny bit of the gentle warm current transformed from the Five Seed Pomegranate.

This longing was even stronger than the heart demon Ye Zhen encountered in cultivation before.

This made Ye Zhen both astonished and relieved, grateful for having learned a bit earlier and being mentally prepared.

Otherwise, this hard-won Five Seed Pomegranate, if absorbed and refined by Ye Zhen himself, he would have surely loathed himself.

Of course, this wasn’t due to Ye Zhen’s lack of willpower or excessive greed.

The Five Seed Pomegranate could restore innate primordial power, something that ninety-nine percent of martial artists had only absorbed in their mother’s womb. Once they leave the womb, they no longer have the opportunity to come into contact with such innate primordial power.

However, the memory of this innate primordial power would remain deeply imprinted, like a branding within the bones.

Once encountered again, it would instinctively erupt.

Ye Zhen now was exactly in this situation, a reflection of the body’s most deeply rooted instinctual memory.

This was the current scenario, fortunate that Ye Zhen was prepared.

Under the guidance of Ye Zhen’s divine sense, strands of warm current slowly flowed into the dim, withered, leafless small tree in Ye Zhen’s Yimu Spiritual Palace.

That was the place where the Little Demon’s true form resided within Ye Zhen.

Like wheat nourished after a long drought, the moment the first strand of warm current from the Five Seed Pomegranate entered the small tree’s body.

The tree’s roots, like organisms reviving from frostbite, began to slowly absorb the Yimu Spiritual Power within Ye Zhen’s Yimu Spiritual Palace.

In an instant, a unique vitality emerged from the small tree.

Although still withered, it was as if it had survived the harsh winter waiting for spring rains to fall.

This discovery filled Ye Zhen with immense joy.

Since the Little Demon fell asleep, the tree had not absorbed even a trace of his Yimu Spiritual Power. If not for the faint lingering divine soul sensing, Ye Zhen would have thought the Little Demon was gone.

With joy, Ye Zhen activated his divine soul power, forcefully suppressing the desire from every cell in his body to absorb the warm current from the Five Seed Pomegranate, channeling all the power transformed from the Five Seed Pomegranate into the Little Demon’s body.

Witnessing the increasingly intense absorption of Yimu Spiritual Power from the tree’s small form of the Little Demon, a hopeful smile involuntarily appeared on Ye Zhen’s lips.

"It should be soon......"

To be honest, the reason for the Little Demon falling asleep was simple, but the time to recover, whether as estimated by Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou or Purple Spirit, was uncertain.

Achou mentioned at least a hundred years, while Purple Spirit said it could be as little as several hundred years to as much as several thousand years.

In fact, Ye Zhen understood that both Achou and Purple Spirit, to some extent, made statements to console Ye Zhen.

Excessive depletion of a person’s innate primordial power essentially meant running out of oil.

The consequence of a person running out of oil was death.

And so far, no one, not even Dao Realm experts, could restore a depleted innate primordial power.

The essence of martial artists’ cultivation is to reduce or replace the normal consumption of innate primordial power in life with spiritual power.

Even more powerful Creation Gods are the same.

As the spiritual leader of all things, the Human Clan follows this principle, and so do trees, unable to escape the Heaven and Earth Dao.

Relying on oneself to recover in the river of time is difficult, extremely difficult, nearly impossible.

In other words, without external assistance, it is actually not possible for the Little Demon to awaken by itself.

Even if this ancient tree species like the Little Demon possesses the accumulating power of spring emergence and autumn harvest, the period is incredibly long.

According to Achou, the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit, the minimum is a hundred years, but in normal circumstances, it could be thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Ye Zhen actually knew this but did not dare to think about it.

Hence, Ye Zhen had been desperately searching for heaven and earth spiritual objects to restore innate primordial power.

Two hours later, when all the warm current transformed from the Five Seed Pomegranate was infused into the Little Demon’s body, the Little Demon’s substantial root system had fully revived.

Like engines roaring at full power, drawing wildly from the extremely pure Yimu Spiritual Power within Ye Zhen’s Yimu Spiritual Palace.

The drawing speed was such that even Ye Zhen, with his current cultivation, had difficulty adequately supplying, forcing him to utilize the secret technique of converting spiritual power within the Five Elements Yin Yang Spirit Palace to convert other spiritual palace’s power into pure Yimu Spiritual Power for the Little Demon to extract.

With a vast amount of Yimu Spiritual Power drawn into its body, the tree of the Little Demon began changing color visible to the naked eye.

First, a light green, gradually turning green, then into a dark green, as fresh tender leaves began sprouting again.

An hour later, an emerald tree lush with foliage bloomed exuberantly within Ye Zhen’s Yimu Spiritual Palace like a towering entity piercing the heavens and earth.

Almost simultaneously, the emerald small tree shimmered with spirit light, transforming into a graceful, upright young girl in green, her face filled with mischief, her lively eyes carrying a slight air of insolence.

"Father!"

"Little Demon!"

As the call echoed within Ye Zhen’s Spirit Palace, even Ye Zhen’s voice trembled.

At the same moment, within the Mirage Dragon Pearl, where the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou idly picked on the Nine-Headed Beast, it suddenly shivered with a cold twitch.

Beside it, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, which had been fixedly staring at Ye Zhen, suddenly leaped up, cheering, "Hahaha, I sensed it, Big Sis is awake!"