After a long while, Flood Dragon Woman said slowly, "What you said seems to make sense, but why do I still think the Ancient Demons are good?"
Fang Yun said, "They are good. With such tremendous power, how could they be anything else? But you must understand: that is their good fortune, not yours! If you want what they have, whether through standing on your own or joining them, one condition must be met: you must possess the same power they do. Otherwise, even if they are all-knowing and all-powerful, it has nothing to do with you."
Flood Dragon Woman stood rooted to the spot, at a loss.
"Then let me ask you something. Would they willingly give you their power? Would the Ancient Demons share their greatest power with you, a member of the Flood Dragon Race? Or suppose an outsider from the Water Race came along now, someone from the weak Eel Race, for instance. Would you be willing to dilute your race's bloodline power and share it with them?"
"No," Flood Dragon Woman said.
"The Ancient Demons think the same way."
"But the Ancient Demons are good. Perhaps they would share it with us." Flood Dragon Woman looked at Fang Yun fearfully.
"I can tell you unequivocally: they won't."
Flood Dragon Woman looked at Fang Yun, distrust showing in her eyes.
Fang Yun smiled faintly and said, "I know exactly what you are thinking. You believe that if you join the Ancient Demons and work hard enough, they will see your value and consider you worth nurturing. In other words, you believe you will be that special, fortunate person who receives their rewards, a lucky one who comes infinitely close to becoming an Ancient Demon. But you instinctively overlook one thing: if the Ancient Demons win, will