Reverse Logic School

"However, crisis is also opportunity." Hong Yuan's gaze swept across the crowd. "If they can hold fast to their true hearts during this discussion, even learning from one another's strengths to make up for their weaknesses, it will greatly benefit their cultivation."

At that moment, Di Wei seemed to have thought of a response as well. He gave a cold laugh and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhuang Zhou, you make it sound far too ideal."

"Without thunderous methods, how could spring, summer, autumn, and winter cycle in orderly succession? If winter lasts too long, then of course humanity must intervene. One must know that the Heavenly Dao is merciless, but the human path can achieve things!"

"After all, if everything were simply left to take its natural course, how could the human race have risen among the myriad races? How could it have ruled the Primordial Wilderness after the great calamity between humans and demons?"

Zhuang Zhou remained unhurried at those words, gently shaking his head. "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. I do not oppose action; I merely emphasize 'acting according to the situation.' Take Emperor Yu's flood control in the past—the key lay in channeling the waters, not blocking them. The Military School's methods are like treating floods through blockage. They may yield results in the short term, but in the long run, they will surely become a great calamity."

The two exchanged words back and forth, interspersed with questions from the other schools.

It was an exceptionally lively scene.

In the blink of an eye, Di Wei had stood upon the stage for ten thousand years.

Over those ten thousand years, Di Wei was like an unyielding reef, enduring wave after wave of questioning and impact from the Hundred Schools' Teachings.

When Mohist School disciples challenged him with "countless lives