On the high platform
Chen Sanliang lowered his head and looked down at Great Master's lifeless body. His face turned ugly beyond measure. Great Master would rather die than work for him, rather die than merge his Great Dao into Chen Sanliang's. What a failure Chen Sanliang was as a man!
Most crucially, Great Master's impassioned attitude in facing death would surely inspire countless Confucian Young Lords to follow his example and take Great Master as their benchmark.
"You truly deserve to die! Do you know how many scholars of the Human Race will die unnatural deaths because of you?" Fire brewed in Chen Sanliang's eyes.
He had led the Demon Race through the pass not merely to avenge himself, but to let the Human Race in turn steal the Demon Race's destiny, allowing the Human Demon Race to become supreme above all.
"Damn it! You deserve to die ten thousand times over!" Chen Sanliang could no longer restrain the curse in his heart. Then his gaze swept across all the academy scholars present. "Is there anyone else who wishes to take the stage and debate the Dao? If not, your Human Race will lose this round."
Hearing Chen Sanliang's words, everyone looked at one another. The academy members all wore grim expressions, yet no one spoke.
"Then today's debate ends here. Your Human Race has lost the first round!" Chen Sanliang stood proudly atop the high platform, his face brimming with the joy of long-awaited vengeance.
Back then, because he had proposed that human nature was inherently evil, clashing with Great Master's belief that human nature was inherently good, he had been banished by the academy to the northern lands. Later, after perfecting his doctrine, Sixth Master had stolen his scholarship and even driven his wife to death. The