"Fellow Daoist Water God, I have pondered for three days and always felt that...
Something was off about what you said before.
The Demon Race is not the Human Race; it cannot be lumped together wholesale.
The Demon Race is a coalition under the Myriad Spirits Pact. There is no empathy among kin, no shared fate among kin. I, too, am an Innate being—how could there be any talk of my betraying today's Demon Race?
True enough, beneath the Heavenly Dao, I still have the roots of the Demon Race. In Lu Ya's matter, what I did indeed went against its fortunes, but there was absolutely no betrayal!
Three days ago, Fellow Daoist, your words initially sounded quite reasonable, and they did indeed break through my mental defenses. But they were, in truth, sophistry. You secretly altered the concept, stuffing far too much into the single word 'demon.' That was truly an unfair victory!
Today, why do we not discuss the Demon Race of old? Discuss what it means to be a famed figure of the Primordial Wilderness?
After I aided the Demon Emperor in ruling the myriad races, I withdrew unscathed. Though the process was not without schemes and stratagems, slaughter and karmic debts, in the end, I allowed the myriad races to escape the fate of being food for the Wu Tribe.
My conduct has been upright. Today, I pushed the Demon Race out to fulfill the Heavenly Court. As for Lu Ya and myself, I have no guilty conscience."
Beside the pool on Black Pool Peak, Li Changshou arrived carrying several Treasure Pouches. Seeing Bai Ze greet him with this barrage of words, he immediately smiled until his eyes narrowed.
This Bai Ze was indeed harder to fool than those lords who could watch the show from