There was no need to mind one's tone with Madame Yellow Springs. It was utterly meaningless; it was enough to make the meaning clear.
Previously, Yu Ci had merely drawn out a general range. Now they were getting into more specific matters.
This required greater care, because, just as Bai Lian had said, the Seven Sacrifices and Five Pillars system centered on Madame Yellow Springs had something of the stubborn toughness of a lump of gristle.
Madame Yellow Springs had endowed it with a quality that made it nearly impossible to destroy;
The Rakshasa Ghost King had then used karmic transference to bind it tightly to the True Realm.
The two conditions depended on one another, and neither could be absent. Once joined as one, they made the Demonic Sect System, which had been painstakingly demonizing the True Realm, seem especially absurd.
With something like this, there was no use hoping for any initiative. It would not even have the possibility of yielding and compromising like the Western Buddhist Kingdom. If you wanted her to work, it all depended on your methods.
Before anything else, he had to understand exactly what Madame Yellow Springs was plotting.
In Madame Yellow Springs's strange state, she had no power, no divine abilities, and could not even be bothered to preserve her memories. She possessed only the traces branded into people's hearts. Whom did that resemble?
Without doubt, the Primordial Demon Lord.
This was a conclusion Yu Ci had already reached.
Following that line of thought, compared with the Primordial Demon Lord, their patterns of behavior also bore enormous similarities.
In truth, Yu Ci felt that, at the most fundamental level, this was the only pattern available to either of them.
A towering building rose from level ground. Even if Madame Yellow Springs would