Chapter 1360 - 988: Sudden Upheaval

Chen Sanliang ascended the high platform, his eyes flickering with deep-seated hatred. After scanning the people in the Academy, he coldly said, "Who dares to step forward and debate with me?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon Zhou Qiucheng: "You, a defeated opponent, need not come forward to make a fool of yourself." He then shifted his gaze to Zhu Xun beside him: "You rogue, who stole my teachings in years past, yet do not know how far you have refined them. Do you dare to come forward and have a debate with me?"

Zhu Xun hesitated upon hearing this. One must know that Chen Sanliang is not easy to provoke, having never been defeated in debate across the realm. His own teachings are still incomplete, so how could he debate with Chen Sanliang?

Moreover, Chen Sanliang is the founder of these teachings. He is likely as familiar with their advantages and flaws as seeing them in the palm of his hand. If Zhu Xun were to step forward, he would definitely suffer under Chen’s onslaught and come to a bad end.

Seeing Zhu Xun hesitate, Chen Sanliang wore a slight disdainful smile: "What? Are the teachers of the Academy such spineless creatures? Without even the courage to debate, is it because you have no confidence in your path, so much so that you do not dare to face challenges? How can such teachings be passed on to the scholars of the world? Would it not mislead future generations? If this is the case, this Academy truly disappoints, and the teachers within are merely imposters seeking fame and fortune, making one utterly disappointed."

As Chen Sanliang’s words fell, the eyes of all the human leaders of the Great Victory, the various experts of the human race, and the direct descendants of all the great families turned towards Zhu Xun, those gazes carrying a scrutinizing flavor, as if knives stabbing into Zhu Xun, seemingly intending to cut him to pieces.

Unless Zhu Xun no longer wished to remain in the Academy in the future, disregarding his reputation among the scholars of the world, he must face the challenge today.

If he backed down today in front of Chen Sanliang, how could he teach the world in the future, how could he prove his path in the future?

"Hehe, you who don’t know the immensity of Heaven and Earth, do you really think that having gained some status in the animal den, you can flaunt yourself before me? I could drive you out of the Academy back then, could take your teachings, making you lose your family and home. Today, I can again cast you into dust, make you understand your true worth; you can only flaunt yourself in an animal den." Zhu Xun’s voice was full of ridicule, deliberately provoking Chen Sanliang, trying to make him lose his composure in anger.

Chen Sanliang, hearing these words, looked at Zhu Xun with a cold face, not speaking, his gaze chillingly frightening.

Zhu Xun was about to step onto the platform, but Zhou Qiucheng grabbed his wrist: "You’re not his match..."

"Whether I’m a match or not, I must try to know. Moreover, there are many who aren’t his match, I’m neither more nor less among them. Losing to him is not a shameful thing." Zhu Xun replied.

Furthermore, he had no room to retreat.

Zhu Xun strode up to the high platform, Hu Li the Immortal and others staring intently at him, their eyes filled with hostility, a hint of Evil Qi in their gaze. After all, Zhu Xun’s words of ’animal den’ had offended all the Great Demons.

"Chen Sanliang, let’s start the debate." Zhu Xun’s eyes fixed on Chen Sanliang, a trace of mockery in his gaze: "Today I’ll give you, the loser, a chance. Let’s see if you can grasp it."

Chen Sanliang did not speak, merely closing his eyes. A wave of soul emanation spread outward, reaching towards Zhu Xun. Seeing this, Zhu Xun realized Chen Sanliang wanted to debate within the Spiritual World, so he too closed his eyes, radiating the Spiritual World’s wave.

In an instant, the two’s Spiritual Worlds touched and linked, innumerable thoughts constantly melding, consciousnesses beginning to clash, knowledge like streams of information continuously colliding back and forth within Heaven and Earth.

After about half an hour, the two suddenly opened their eyes. Chen Sanliang stood there with an unchanged expression, his face showing no change, his eyes pure and frighteningly bright. Beside him, Zhu Xun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Upon opening his eyes, disbelief filled his gaze: "How could it be possible! Your path has grown to such an incredible extent."

Zhu Xun failed in the debate, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit began to continuously dissipate, his cultivation melting away like flowing water.

"You lost! Even if you go to great lengths to steal others’ knowledge, in the end, you are still worthless." Chen Sanliang sneered coldly, looking at Zhu Xun with a face full of ridicule: "The fact proves that trash is trash, mud will never adhere to the wall. Even if you exert all efforts to steal from others, you will never amount to anything."

Hearing this, Zhu Xun’s anger surged, causing him to spew another mouthful of blood, wetting the carpet on the high platform.

"Seeing you so worthless, the resentment in my heart finally dissipates. In the past, I hated you to the bone, unable to sleep at night. Now thinking back, a small man like you actually became my Heart Demon, I truly was being unreasonable." Chen Sanliang chuckled coldly, speaking to Zhu Xun: "End your own life, I don’t want to dirty my hands."

"What?" Zhu Xun was stunned upon hearing this.

Before the debate, it had never been mentioned that lives were at stake. Had he known he had to gamble his life, he would never have stepped onto the platform.

"Since you’ve stepped onto the platform to debate, of course, both superiority and life-and-death need to be decided, didn’t you think you’d pay no price after losing?" Chen Sanliang scoffed, suddenly slapping towards Zhu Xun. Zhu Xun sensed danger, knowing he hadn’t even validated his Yang God, having no qualification to spar with Chen Sanliang. Thus, without hesitation, he intended to turn and flee, but how could his speed compare to Chen Sanliang, who had already reached the Eleventh Tier?

Since the debate with Zhu Xun, he resolved his inner conflict, and his cultivation seemed to have gained again, with his Dao practice increased. Just as Zhu Xun turned around, Chen Sanliang’s palm was already trailing behind yet ahead, directly striking the top of his head, turning him into a pile of mush.

"Chen Sanliang, how dare you commit such violence?" Mr. Da watched as Zhu Xun gradually turned into nothingness and couldn’t help but turn pale. The opponent really hated Zhu Xun extremely, completely scattering his soul, not giving him the slightest chance to live.

"This is an event concerning the fate of both clans. Since it is a debate, naturally there must be a decision on superiority, resulting in life and death; otherwise, wouldn’t it become mere child’s play? Today I won in my debate with Zhu Xun; killing him is heaven’s justice. If later you surpass me in debate, I too will willingly bow my head and give my life, committing suicide before you all." Chen Sanliang’s voice was filled with excitement: "Are you all reacting this way because you can’t afford to lose? If you can’t, then better step down early, no need to step onto the stage."

Upon hearing Chen Sanliang’s mocking words, the gentlemen at the Academy were flushed with anger and righteous indignation, while the clan patriarchs, who experienced a great victory, showed strange expressions, continuously sizing up the Academy members and Chen Sanliang.

"Not seen for decades, this Chen Sanliang exudes such great power, such great evil qi!" Someone muttered while looking at Chen Sanliang, whose face was full of evil qi.

In former years, Chen Sanliang was also from the Chen Family in Kyoto, so it was reasonable for someone to recognize him at this moment.

"Judging by Chen Sanliang’s stance, could it really be that he will surpass the Academy and win the first round?" Someone inquired, full of uncertainty in their voice.

"Don’t speak nonsense. The Academy gathers the Literary Dao fortune of our Human Race, with tens of thousands of years of accumulated fortune; how could it be defeated by a single Chen Sanliang?" Someone lowly reprimanded.

"Today, everyone in your Academy, from the masters to the ordinary scholars, can step onto the stage to debate with me. If you win, I’ll slit my own throat right on stage, but if you lose, just leave your lives, or pledge allegiance to me, become my disciple, and gain a chance at life." Chen Sanliang, full of vigor by now, stood on the platform and looked down on everyone in the field: "Today, I want to accomplish an unprecedented feat, to single-handedly trample the entire Academy underfoot."

"Chen Sanliang, don’t be arrogant and underestimate the Academy. Today, you must pay the price; I will confront you!" With anger on his face, Mr. Si took a step forward and ascended to the stage, glaring at Chen Sanliang opposite him.

"Ha, I despise the condescending attitude of your Academy. Let me see how capable you truly are, whether your skills are as formidable as rumored." Chen Sanliang smiled coldly, and the next moment, the fluctuation of Essence, Qi, and Spirit from his body began to spread out, colliding with Mr. Si opposite him.

In an instant, the two sides engaged in a duel of thoughts, continually going back and forth in a tug-of-war, as sparks of inspiration repeatedly collided. After no less than an hour, Mr. Si spewed fresh blood from his mouth, his Dao practice turning into a stream of water, leading him to vanish in his path, his body going limp as if boneless, lying on the ground.

"So much for that! Do you wish to live, or valiantly meet your end?" Chen Sanliang looked down at Mr. Si.

Mr. Si opened his eyes, with a miserable smile on his face, said: "What a Chen Sanliang! What a Universal Education! I was defeated and bear no grudge!"

After speaking, Mr. Si looked towards the Academy camp below the stage, his gaze settling on Mr. Da: "Chen Sanliang’s Universal Education includes myriad paths; we can never be his match. The Academy is in jeopardy this time."

Not giving Mr. Da a chance to speak, Mr. Si said to Chen Sanliang: "I am willing to take you as my teacher, incorporating my teachings into the path of Universal Education."

In the face of life and death, he ultimately chose to preserve his life, as his life was not merely his own, but also concerned the fate of the family behind him.

"Good! Those who recognize the times are outstanding. Hereafter, you will be a teacher of the Academy of the Demon Race for me, teaching the great path." Chen Sanliang was overjoyed on hearing this.

As for calling him a coward?

Chen Sanliang didn’t mind; what does it matter if the person is cowardly? All he needs is for them to educate the people and spread ideas on his behalf; it has nothing to do with the firmness of their bones.

Chen Sanliang’s gaze turned towards the direction of the Academy; at this time, the faces of Mr. Da and others had turned sour, as the scene before them was indeed beyond the expectations of the Academy members.

"I’ll go measure his strength; you find a way to deal with this." Second Master, meeting Chen Sanliang’s gaze, said to Mr. Da beside him, then strode towards the high platform.

Watching Second Master’s back, Mr. Da, at this moment, felt a numbing sensation throughout his hands and feet, as a foreboding feeling surged within his heart; never did he expect Chen Sanliang to be this powerful.

"You’ve debated with Chen Sanliang before; what do you think of him?" Mr. Da looked towards Zhou Qiucheng.

Zhou Qiucheng’s face showed a hint of horror, recalling the sense of helplessness during the past debate with Chen Sanliang, he spoke in a low voice: "Near Heavenly Dao, faultless! If anyone in the entire Great Victory has a chance to defeat him, perhaps only you, Mr. Da, if you were to personally take action, might be able to contend against him."