Su Jiu already had a rough guess in mind, but she did not dare say it aloud.
Who would have thought that Little Green would spill everything she dared not voice? "Live long enough, and you naturally see more. You're so clever, I imagine you've already guessed what I'm about to say.
"That's right. The Heavenly Dao follows Four-Nine, and must leave a thread of hope for survival. That thread doesn't exist only for cultivators like you; it applies to everything in this world. So the Phoenix Egg's only chance of survival should lie with the Vermilion Bird clan.
"For instance, exhausting their entire clan's bloodline to nourish this dead egg."
Su Jiu was speechless.
Little Green seemed to feel it had revealed too much, too, and changed tack. "A Jiu, there are things I can't tell you. After all, that thing is watching me as well. So keep your eyes clear and take a closer look at the people and events around you.
"I'll warn you when I should, but anything beyond that is beyond my power. Don't blame me, either. Such are the laws of this world.
"Of course, you could also wait for a victor to emerge. But I think you'll ultimately have to take part in deciding the outcome of this game."
At this point, Little Green's throat suddenly seemed to seize up, and its voice grew very strange.
By the time Su Jiu lowered her head to look at it, it had already fallen into a deep sleep.
For in that fleeting instant, she seemed to have sensed the descent of the laws again. But it had happened far too quickly, far beyond her current ability to catch.
The images of the four sacred beasts were still stabilizing in midair. Chu Luohen and Yun Huanling,