The tiny shoot tip suddenly trembled, then began swaying wildly.
Like a hungry fledgling, it desperately opened its mouth for food.
Yang Yong released his grip, and the bead of blood fell onto the tender shoot.
The instant they touched, the shoot seemed to turn into a greedy mouth, swallowing the entire drop of blood without leaving a trace.
Yang Yong's eyes widened as he watched the tender shoot begin growing at a visible rate...
A tender stem emerged from the heart of the shoot, unfurled, and became an emerald-green leaf.
The leaf was only the size of a fingernail, but its veins were distinct, a sheen flowed across it, and it carried a faint hint of life.
But that was all.
One drop of Corpse Progenitor essence blood was only enough to grow a single leaf?
Yang Yong sighed deeply and muttered, "Sure enough, anything with 'world' in its name is a resource hog."
"I can't afford this. I really can't."
He was just about to turn away when green light suddenly appeared on the newly grown leaf.
It was very faint, like watery light flowing across the leaf's surface.
Then the light grew brighter and brighter, gathering ever more densely.
It peeled away from the leaf and condensed in midair into a fist-sized green cocoon of light.
Strands of light flowed across the cocoon's surface, rising and falling as though something inside was breathing.
Yang Yong held his breath.
There was something inside the cocoon.
He could sense an awareness so faint it was almost imperceptible struggling inside the cocoon, trying to break free.
Of course, he would not help.
For a living being that needed to break out of a cocoon, the act itself was a trial. It had to complete the process through its own strength