The grass seed was no bigger than a needle's eye, frail enough to be crushed dead beneath a single finger.
Yet now, within it, the Laws of Life and Death were locked in constant conflict.
And as before, as time passed, the Law of Death seemed to gain the upper hand, and the grass seed grew increasingly shriveled.
"Poor little grass seed. It was only just born, yet it already has to endure so much—far too much."
The Sky-Gazing Hound shook his head speechlessly. Killing someone only took a nod of the head; killing a tiny grass seed should have been even easier.
"Why not just put it out of its misery? A grass seed is life too. Why torture it like this?"
Xu Chunniang appeared unmoved, but she had been closely watching the grass seed's condition all along. "It will not die."
"Tch. Just because you say it won't die, it won't die? I think it's done fo—"
The Sky-Gazing Hound's words abruptly stopped, as though something had clamped around his throat.
He watched the grass seed, which had been on the brink of death, come back to life, and was utterly astonished. "It can survive that? Isn't it just an ordinary grass seed?"
A smile rested on Xu Chunniang's lips, but her gaze was unfathomably deep, holding things the Sky-Gazing Hound could not understand.
"Though grass and weeds are small, they are still life."
The tiny grass seed desperately clung to every wisp of vitality and finally expelled all the deathly intent within it.
The spiritual objects continued to fall, silently melting into the soil.
Its shriveled body silently and diligently absorbed the spiritual rain, becoming plump once more and bursting anew with life.
Seeing that the time was about right, Xu Chunniang condensed a strand of the