For a moment, even the Sacred Tree did not know how to answer and fell silent.
Meanwhile, Granny Flower thought Zhao Xuan was being mindful of her presence. A smile appeared on her face, and after slowly shaking her head, she took her leave of Zhao Xuan.
"This old woman will not disturb my benefactor any longer."
After Granny Flower departed, Zhao Xuan came back to his senses. Looking at the shimmering green pool, he muttered, "Bathwater it is, then. I just hope the Goddess of Wisdom is pretty."
As for what use that would be, Zhao Xuan figured it would at least make him feel better.
With that thought, Zhao Xuan cast aside the countless thoughts in his mind. Then, facing this ancestral Spring of Life, he sat directly down in it without even taking off his clothes.
This pool of water was extraordinarily sacred. According to Granny Flower, even in the Divine Realm, the Spring of Life was a divine treasure that only the Goddess of Life could possess.
Before entering it, Zhao Xuan had already sensed its rich life force. The moment he perceived it, it seemed to fill his entire world. Its vigorous vitality felt as though he were witnessing the revival of all things, like fresh willow buds in early spring, brimming with life.
The moment he sat down, the dense vitality within the Spring of Life burrowed deep into his body, mending the faint, nearly imperceptible injuries within him.
Compared with the life energy he captured using the Life Domain, the Spring of Life was fundamentally many times stronger. The power within it was almost the power of laws, and only a force of the same nature could suppress the injuries within Zhao Xuan's body.
A tingling, itchy sensation spread through his body. Zhao