Chapter 1358 - 986: True Purpose

Zhang Chen felt that Chen Sanliang’s hope of plotting against the Peacock Ancestor and Hu Li the Immortal was nearly impossible. Zhang Chen didn’t know much about the Peacock Ancestor, but he knew a bit about Hu Li the Immortal. Hu Li the Immortal had awakened the bloodline of the Innate White Tiger, allowing him to transform into the Innate White Tiger, and his body to change into Innate Geng Metal, making him an entity considered immortal and indestructible. Chen Sanliang couldn’t possibly breach his physical defenses.

Even the Great Virtuous Master could only immobilize Hu Li the Immortal but couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

Let alone Chen Sanliang, even Zhang Chen himself would also gain nothing when facing Hu Li the Immortal. Once Hu Li the Immortal transformed into the body of Innate Geng Metal, he was not something that ordinary mundane means could break through.

Chen Sanliang saw Zhang Chen refuse, yet did not continue to insist. Instead, he chatted with Zhang Chen for a while before both left.

Zhang Chen returned to his old home and recalled the conversation with Chen Sanliang today. A look of caution appeared in his eyes: "Chen Sanliang is ambitious, wanting to gamble with the Great Victory royal family. That’s quite a show of confidence. However, none of this has anything to do with me. I just need to watch coolly from the sidelines. Whether the Great Victory royal family wins or the Demon Race wins, it has nothing to do with me."

After mumbling to himself, Zhang Chen continued in the courtyard, pondering the Transformation Technique of the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill. The storm outside in Kyoto seemed to have no connection with Zhang Chen.

The next morning

Outside of Kyoto City, the demon army in the millions was restless. Above the vast army, the Qi of Geng Metal swirled, forming a gigantic White Tiger, towering tens of thousands of feet tall. The White Tiger stood on the ground, with its head reaching the clouds, gazing down at all of Kyoto, its mouth terrifying and fierce, as if it could swallow the entire capital in one gulp.

"Where is the Great Victory Human King?" Hu Li the Immortal lightly reprimanded, his voice vibrating throughout Jinling City, causing the entire city to tremble.

"I wonder why Hu Li the Immortal has led an army to besiege our Human Race’s capital?" The Great Victory Human King’s figure appeared on the city wall of Kyoto, clad in golden armor, with Dugu Qiu standing behind him holding an Innate Spiritual Treasure with a guarded stance. The Great Victory Human King looked at Hu Li the Immortal with a sullen face.

"The throne of the Human King rotates, and this year it belongs to us. The Human Race has already been conquered by our Demon Race, with only the capital remaining preserved. Now, as long as our Ancestor speaks lightly, the Human Race’s capital can be turned to dust. However, our Ancestor harbors compassion, unwilling to see the Human Race completely perish, and wishes to make a bet with the Human Race. If the Human Race wins, our Demon Race will retreat and never entangle again; if our Demon Race wins, you humans will unconditionally surrender, give up the capital, and henceforth submit to our Demon Race without rebellion. What do you think?" At this time, Tushan Qing stepped forward and spoke to the Great Victory Human King on the city wall.

As his words fell, a strange fluctuation spread silently from Tushan Qing’s body, enveloping the entire capital in an instant.

In the old mansion of the Zhang Family, Zhang Chen activated the Law of Sound Waves, perked his ears to listen to the commotion outside the capital. Upon hearing Tushan Qing speak, Zhang Chen suddenly understood why the Demon Race chose to bet: because Tushan Qing wielded a unique Contract Law, as long as Tushan Qing was involved, if the Demon Race won the gamble, they could effortlessly take over the entire Human Race.

As for the Human Race going back on their word?

Zhang Chen didn’t think the current Human Race had the means to circumvent Tushan Qing’s power of contract.

Up above, the Great Victory Human King was momentarily dazed: determine victory or defeat through gambling?

This method is good! Not only can it preserve the strength of the Great Victory royal family, but it also provides the Human Race with a slim chance of survival.

Considering the current aggressive momentum of the Demon Race, the Human Race winning the war against the Demon Race is not very realistic. Even if the Human Race could really defeat the Demon Race, it would be at a great cost, leaving the Great Victory royal family unable to govern the Human Race, and the legitimate position of the Human Race would be usurped.

If the two sides were to gamble, the Great Victory royal family could preserve its strength as much as possible, having the ability to suppress internal dukes of the Human Race at that time.

Of course, most crucially, the Great Victory royal family has deep foundations, and he does not believe the Human Race would lose the gamble.

"Alright! I represent the Human Race in this gamble with you! If your Demon Race wins, I, the lone king, will lead the Human Race and give up the capital to you, willingly accepting the rule of the Demon Race." As the Great Victory Human King said this, a calculating glint appeared in his eyes: ’If the Human Race really loses, by leading the Human Race to affiliate with the Demon Race, becoming a subordinate tribe under the Demon Race, relying on the foundations of the Human Race, we could quickly rise to the top, becoming a preeminent great tribe within the Demon Race. My Great Victory royal family could still have everything its heart desires, even hoping to overturn the Demon Race’s rule in the future and become the ruler of all races.’

"If your Demon Race loses, please retreat immediately and leave our Human Race territory." The Great Victory Human King said, glaring fiercely at Tushan Qing and Chen Sanliang. Tushan Qing nodded: "Agreed!"

"But does this little demon represent the Demon Race?" The Great Victory Human King’s gaze moved from Tushan Qing to Hu Li the Immortal.

Hu Li the Immortal nodded, saying, "His words represent the will of our Demon Race, and he has full authority over the gambling matter."

After Hu Li the Immortal finished speaking, the enormous Dharma Image dispersed, disappearing into the void. As Hu Li the Immortal’s words fell, layers of mysterious ripples spread through the void, originating from Tushan Qing, indicating that the wager had been established.

"But I wonder what the terms of the gamble are?" At this moment, Mr. Da of the Academy stood out to speak on behalf of the Human King.

After all, the Great Victory Human King represents the leader of the Human Race and is not on equal terms to converse with Tushan Qing. At this moment, Mr. Da stood out to ask questions on the Human King’s behalf, making sure both parties stood on an even footing.

Upon hearing Mr. Da’s words, Chen Sanliang over there picked up the topic: "In the first round, I want to gamble with your Human Race over cultural destiny. I will discuss the Dao with your race, and if I win, please have all your scholars join my sect, and everyone in your Academy must honor me as the Ancestral Master."

Chen Sanliang stepped forward, revealing his hidden intentions at this moment, with eyes filled with murderous intent.

After hearing Chen Sanliang’s words, Mr. Da was stunned: "You scoundrel, such great ambition, wanting to become the source of worldly culture, aren’t you afraid of bursting? I heard you’ve caused quite a stir in the Northern Land, making a name for yourself, and have had some achievements in knowledge. But our Academy gathers all the elite of the Human Race. Are we really afraid of debating Dao with a human demon from a barbaric land? Our Academy accepts this challenge, consider it a round."

Upon hearing the Academy accept the wager, Tushan Qing beside them broke into a satisfied grin. No one understands the terrifying aspect of Chen Sanliang’s knowledge better than the Demon Race. In this round, the Demon Race will surely win, as for the Masters in the Academy? The Demon Race simply does not regard them.

"Since this first round was proposed by your Demon Race, naturally the second round should be proposed by us, the Human Race. What do you think of this proposal?" Mr. Da said.

"Just go ahead and propose," said Tushan Qing.

"This second round doesn’t need to be too troublesome; let’s directly gamble with the battle formation. Your Demon Race deploys three thousand troops, and our Human Race deploys three thousand troops. Whoever’s men are left alive in the end wins the round, how about it?" Mr. Da asked.

The Human Race excels at arranging forces, and with the blessing of Bloodline Power, they are absolutely unmatched by the Demon Race. In equal numbers, a battle formation of five thousand elite Armored Warriors trained in Qi Blood can slaughter a Twelfth Tier True Dragon, so the Human Race has complete confidence in securing a guaranteed victory.

Upon hearing Mr. Da’s words, Tushan Qing did not hesitate: "Agreed."

"Then it’s only the third round left, but how should we gamble in this third round?" Mr. Da inquired.

"No need to make it too complicated. In the third round, both of us will each send out one expert, and the winner represents the victorious side!" said Tushan Qing.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Da hesitated, recalling the unfathomable Peacock Ancestor, and for a moment, dared not accept. Instead, he turned to look at Great Victory Human King. Great Victory Human King saw Mr. Da’s gaze and replied: "Agreed! Everyone knows that the Peacock Ancestor’s Divine Power is peerless, but in a one-on-one duel, no one from our Great Victory can compete. Why don’t we add a restriction, and each side dispatch a Tenth Tier cultivator to settle the victor?"

Upon hearing these words, Tushan Qing dared not decide and turned to look at Chen Sanliang, only to see Chen Sanliang nodding from afar: "This suggestion makes sense, so the wager is established. If anyone violates it, they will suffer the contract’s backlash and die!"

As his words fell, another wave emanated from Tushan Qing’s body, though no one could detect this wave.

This battle, though the army formation competition will surely see the Demon Race defeated, Tushan Qing is confident that the Demon Race will win. In the first round’s Dao discussion, Chen Sanliang is bound to win, and the Demon Race has already planned for the selected Tenth Tier experts, so the Demon Race holds certainty of victory in this gamble.

In the Royal City

Zhang Chen listened to the details of both sides’ competition, eyes reflecting deep thought: "Strange! How did the Demon Race agree to the third round? Could the Demon Race have some hidden expert?"

Zhang Chen’s eyes revealed contemplation: "With Chen Sanliang involved, the Demon Race has prepared their calculations before even beginning; how could they agree to the third wager?"

Zhang Chen remained puzzled.

However, he was not concerned, so he decided not to interfere with this mess.

Both sides set the wager and then returned to prepare, and the crowd on the city wall dispersed.

Soon, the news of both sides’ wager had reached the Zhang Family, and Zhang Gaqi looked solemnly at Zhang Chen: "What do you think of the Human Race’s chances?"

Zhang Chen pondered briefly before replying: "It seems like it’s an even split."

Or it seems the Human Race might hold an absolute advantage, given the Academy contains countless scholars, a group of Great Achievers gathered in knowledge, how could they lose in a Dao discussion against one Chen Sanliang?

In the second round, with the Human Race’s cavalry facing the Demon Race’s army, victory seems certain; there’s no apparent reason for defeat.

And as for the third round, there’s no need to look further; the Human Race is bound to win.