Fa Hai was left speechless by Jiang Hao's remarks. He could not speak of the Buddha, so he could only return to the Demon Race and shout, "Most of the Demon Race are evil. That is a fact."
Jiang Hao sneered twice.
"Even if most of the Demon Race are evil, are there not good ones among them?"
"I won't stop you from capturing demons that have committed countless evils. The Court has its laws, and Heaven has its rules, but you cannot ignore good and evil and seize every demon you see."
"There are Evil Cultivators among cultivators, and wicked monks among monks. By your logic, should all monks and cultivators in the world simply be killed?"
"Fa Hai, do you recognize this?"
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Hao produced a Purple Gold Alms Bowl.
Buddhist and Daoist cultivators, along with the many demon cultivators, all looked over. They discovered that the Purple Gold Alms Bowl in Jiang Hao's hand was merely an ordinary magical treasure, not even a Spirit Artifact.
Yet when Fa Hai saw that alms bowl, his expression changed drastically.
"Was it you who released that spider demon?!"
Jiang Hao nodded. "That day, you captured the Spider Demon, stripped him of his cultivation, turned two hundred years of practice into nothing, and suppressed him beneath a pavilion."
"When you left, did you see a young man gathering herbs below?"
Fa Hai recalled that day. When he had flown away, there indeed seemed to have been a figure below, but he had not remembered what he looked like. He had merely assumed he was an ordinary person, never expecting him to be Xu Xian standing before him.
"Do you remember when you captured the Spider Demon? He begged bitterly, saying that he had cultivated beneath