Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Fan Luo Kui's expression was somber, her beautiful eyes filled with cold light: "Are you saying that the Demon Dynasty is not a scourge to the world? On the contrary, it is a force worthy of praise?"

Yue Jianghan swallowed the wine and met the imposing golden eyes without fear: "I just hope you can think about the problem from a different perspective, rather than purely from the perspective of so-called prestigious sects."

"What do you mean?" Gu Xingzhuo asked in a deep voice.

Yue Jianghan chuckled lightly, lifted the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand, took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of glistening, plump lean meat, and placed it in the white jade plate in front of him. As he bent down to peel the meat in two, he said, "Everyone thinks that demonic cultivators are evil, that they are butchers, the instigators of bloody wars, the greatest scourge of the world, and should be like rats in the street, hated by everyone."

Fan Luokui's expression grew even colder: "Isn't that right?"

As the former captain of the trial team, she had previously come into contact with some demonic cultivators in the Northern Ice Palace. Those bloodthirsty cultivators did not care about the lives of others at all, and they killed in a frenzy, all for the sake of their own cultivation level.

Those demonic cultivators cannot be called human beings at all; they are beasts worse than pigs and dogs!

Fan Luo Kui, who has always had a strong sense of justice, would never allow the proliferation of demonic cultivators.

Therefore, the one who hated Yue Jianghan the most was undoubtedly Fan Luokui.

"of course not."

However, Yue Jianghan directly denied Fan Luokui's point of view.

A fleeting, subtle sadness flashed in her eyes, and her tone softened.

Those clear words echoed in the vast banquet hall, carried by the cold night wind into everyone's ears.

"There are many demonic cultivators in the world. Admittedly, there are indeed madmen who live by killing, absorb the souls of others, and murder their wives and children. But have you ever considered that not all demonic cultivators in this world have fallen into depravity on their own initiative?"

Yue Jianghan tapped the wine table lightly with his chopsticks, his eyes suddenly darkening: "Do you know that there is a craftsman in Ashina Castle who was imprisoned by a so-called prestigious sect, just to force him to forge a weapon to destroy the rival sect? He refused, so the sect leader imprisoned his wife and children. He still refused to abandon the dignity of a craftsman, which angered the sect leader. All thirty-one members of his family died tragically in front of him."

"After going mad, he eventually fell into demonic ways, wielding a demonic sword and massacring the righteous sects."

After listening, Fan Luokui squinted and remained silent for a while: "I have never heard of a craftsman who forges demon swords and goes mad."

Yue Jianghan smiled slightly: "Because I made that up."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone at the table changed.

Fan Luo Kui's gaze toward Yue Jiang Han carried a hint of anger.

But Yue Jianghan then changed the subject and said with a smile, "But can you deny that the kind of people in the stories I made up don't exist in this world?"

……

silence.

Even Fan Luokui couldn't help but fall silent.

Gu Xingzhuo paused for a moment, then continued, "Only a minority of demonic cultivators are forced into this situation. It cannot be denied that there are indeed demonic cultivators in the Demon Dynasty who are interested in slaughtering. The fact that the Demon Dynasty has such a madman, yet it turns a blind eye to it and even appoints him to a high-ranking position, is itself an act of indulgence."

"That is indeed the case, but it is for the sake of harmony throughout the world."

Yue Jianghan took a sip of wine and smiled, saying, "The world is bound to be united for a long time and divided for a long time. The past eras are just scattered fragments. If things continue to develop in this way, there will surely be people who intend to rule the world."

“Decades ago, all demonic cultivators in the world were hated. Those cultivators who were originally devoted to the demonic path were one thing, but those who were forced into the demonic path were also wronged. There were even those who were framed by righteous cultivators and fell into demonic ways. Have you ever thought about their situation?”

"The emergence of the Demon Dynasty is a haven for those homeless demon cultivators. Once they come to the Demon Dynasty, they will have its protection. Do you know how many of the cultivators who have come to our Demon Dynasty are people who have left their homes, been betrayed by their relatives and friends, or been pushed off cliffs by their lovers?"

"Furthermore, you are born into noble families, do you even know what those incompetent mortals are like?"

A chilling glint flashed in Yue Jianghan's eyes, and her hand gripping the chopsticks trembled as she mentioned the word "mortal."

She took a deep breath to calm herself down.

The bright moonlight fell on Yue Jianghan's profile, making his ashen face appear even paler.

"When gods fight, mortals suffer. You should understand this principle. Those incompetent mortals are powerless against cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm. Those without talent are destined to be persecuted. They don't even have the ability to survive peacefully, let alone live a happy life."

"Even if they are protected by righteous cultivators, who can guarantee that the sect that protects them will not be attacked by other sects? There are countless examples in history of the massacre of sects and the complete extermination of the villages under their control. Mortals? They are no different from livestock."

“Cultivating demonic arts gives unarmed mortals a chance to be reborn and a chance to resist. They are born inferior, so why can’t they resist those cultivators who treat them like livestock in their own way?”

Fan Luokui's face was cold as she gripped the scabbard at her waist tightly, suppressing her urge to strike.

That's sophistry.

Yue Jianghan raised his head, looked directly at Fan Luokui, and said confidently, "If you think I'm being sophistical, then show me your arguments."

“You’ve been avoiding the issue of those insane demonic cultivators in the Demon Dynasty ever since you started talking, instead focusing on other topics and downplaying the important ones.”

"Alright, let's talk about those insane demonic cultivators then."

Yue Jianghan smiled faintly; it seemed she had never intended to avoid this topic from the very beginning.

She put the meat from the white jade plate into her mouth, chewed it twice, and then drank the wine, swallowing the meat along with it.

The lingering sound of the piano echoed in my ears.

For some reason, at this moment, the sound of the strings suddenly became agitated, as if provoking the extremely intense atmosphere of gunpowder in the room.

Yue Jianghan slammed his wine glass onto the table with a "bang," his cheeks flushing slightly as the effects of the alcohol gradually wore off.

"You say that mad demonic cultivators kill and drink blood, and are intolerable to heaven and earth. Then let me ask you, when the famous sects you speak of provoke war with other sects, do they only engage in literary battles, reciting poems and composing verses on the battlefield?"

"War is inevitably accompanied by killing, and unification is inevitably accompanied by sacrifice. Those bloodthirsty demonic cultivators are the fighting force of the Demon Dynasty, and the generals who lead the Demon Dynasty to expand its territory."

"Throughout history, countless sects have embarked on campaigns to seize precious lands and resources, exhausting their manpower, wealth, and energy in order to gain a foothold. Which of the top-tier families in the Extreme Heaven Domain didn't rise to power by stepping over the corpses of other families? How many people have they killed?"

"For so many years, for so many ages, the sects have been killing each other without stopping. They need a strong leader to step forward and lead them. The Demon Dynasty is just like that. Only by becoming the emperor of this Desolate Heaven Domain, one of the three great heaven domains, can the struggle for power be curbed."

"Both involve killing. Compared to the so-called righteous cultivators' struggle for territory, isn't the Demon Dynasty's approach, which eliminates the problem once and for all, better?"

Yue Jianghan became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally stood up.

She looked down at Fan Luokui and the others from her high vantage point, and suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"And then there's Xiandu. Don't think Xiandu is so clean. Sometimes, the human heart is more disgusting than pure demons."

"In order to seize the territory of Kuntian Domain, they have planted spies in many sects to assassinate the sect leaders, and at the same time, they have pinned all those fabricated crimes on our Demon Dynasty."

"Heh, everyone is selfish. In this world, who can be cleaner than anyone else?"

……

……

Fan Luokui stared intently at Yue Jianghan, momentarily speechless.

Isn't the Demon Dynasty a great scourge to the world?

What a joke!

Yue Jianghan's argument is absolutely sophistry; something is definitely wrong with it.

Her breathing was slightly disordered, and for the first time in her life, the sense of justice that had been deeply rooted in her mind began to waver subtly.

"Junior sister..."

Seeing that Fan Luokui's emotions were becoming increasingly unstable, Jiang Shaoguang cast a complicated look at her.

He reached out his hand, wanting to hold Fan Luokui's hand to reassure her.

But the hand remained suspended in mid-air, as if bound by something within, and ultimately failed to reach out.

Gu Xingzhuo also fell into a brief silence. He instinctively felt that Yue Jianghan was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Only Ye Yuchan.

She is eating vegetables.

The silver-haired maid had been eating and drinking casually since the beginning, as if she hadn't heard Yue Jianghan's words at all.

She chewed on the small piece of green vegetable, took a sip of light wine, and licked her lips.

While looking down, he reached out with his chopsticks to pick up the plump piece of meat in front of him.

At the same time, without looking up, he said:

What you said makes a lot of sense.

Surprisingly.

Ye Yuchan suddenly agreed with Yue Jianghan's words.

In an instant, Fan Luokui and the other two looked at Ye Yuchan with astonished eyes, wondering if she had eaten something wrong with her brain.

Yue Jianghan, however, cast a curious smile at the sand sculpture.

Of course.

Ye Yuchan's next words left everyone present stunned.

“That’s very well said, but what I’m trying to say is…”

"What's it to me??"

Ye Yuchan took a bite of meat and silently put down her chopsticks.

She raised her head and looked directly at Yue Jianghan's stunned expression.

A cold and ruthless look gradually crept into her dark eyes.

"I don't know if your Demon Dynasty is righteous or evil, and I can't be bothered to care. I don't like you because your Demon Dynasty is full of demonic cultivators. Even if you were messengers of God, messengers of justice, I would still dislike you."

"I don't like you because of anything else, but because you slaughtered Ruoxue's hometown and killed my senior brother's disciples."

"Whether it's justice or evil, what do I care?"

"I just want to beat you guys up, that's all."

29. One thing subdues another.

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

Yue Jianghan did not understand what Ye Yuchan was saying.

She stared strangely at the silver-haired maid-dressed girl, for some reason unable to see through her with her keen eyesight.

It's not that we can't see through Ye Yuchan's cultivation level, but rather that we can't see through Ye Yuchan's character and personality.

Like Fan Luokui, she could tell at a glance that this person was stubborn, had a strong sense of justice, had his own set of judgments about good and evil, and acted decisively, but was quite easily swayed.

Or there's Jiang Shaoguang, a man of principle. Although he often appears passive, he never hesitates at crucial moments. The scene of him standing up for his family's butler is still vivid in my mind.

Gu Xingzhuo is a man who doesn't talk much and has very few expressions. He is probably the type who has a lot of inner emotions but is not good at expressing them.

And Ye Yuchan.