Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 98 The Demon's Clutches Suppress the Madman

What should have been a friendly literary gathering turned into a martial arts contest, and Dean Shen's face darkened completely.

It's an insult to politeness.

This is the first Jiangnan Literary Gathering, and I'm personally hosting it.

Do you really think he got his position as the top dean just because of his good temper?

If you cannot teach your students, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

However, Zhu Erdan's clamor also garnered considerable support.

He was unrestrained and outspoken, disregarded trivial matters, and his silences were unpredictable; some people at the time called him a madman.

People like Xiang Xu and Mi Heng would still be very popular in this era.

Seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, the Jiangnan Literary Gathering was about to become a joke if things continued this way.

The deans and senior executives gathered briefly to discuss countermeasures.

In any case, six against one is absolutely not going to work. If that little thief wins a few matches, he'll be number one, if not number one.

The professor who was on his way to pay homage to the emperor and the soon-to-retire dean were once again subjected to intense criticism and ridicule; it was truly shameful that they couldn't even control their own students.

Professor Gu suddenly spoke up when he saw Xu Xuan's calm demeanor.

"Instructor Xu, do you have any military strategies to teach me?"

Everyone was surprised; this young man was skilled in military strategy? But what good was his skill at this moment?
Dean Shen's words boosted morale; those skilled in reform must possess extraordinary abilities.

Xu Xuan said in surprise.

"Is this how you people usually reason?"

“That Zhu Erdan has neither official rank nor prestigious family background.”

Dean Shen interrupted with a sigh.

"It's just that it's inconvenient to do it in public."

Ok?
Mr. Xu was speechless. Actually, that's not what I meant.

"What I mean is that he disrupted the meeting, did not abide by the rules of the literary gathering, did not respect the six scholars, and did not respect his teachers. He can be expelled directly and prevented from participating."

"If you want to participate, you'll just fall into our clutches."

To gather and obtain fortune, one must use the rules of the human world; otherwise, there would be no need for the elaborate heart-changing ritual and the sweeping destruction of the academy.

How will you respond to my move of cutting off your own supply lines?
When will it be a student's turn to change the rules in such a large literary gathering?

Take it or leave it. If you don't want to listen, then get lost.

None of you here are good people, ah, none of you are stupid people, so how come you all become so dim-witted when you encounter Zhu Erdan?
It's also possible that they were influenced; the methods of the underworld deities must be guarded against.

The previously confused group suddenly realized that they were professors, deans, and rule-makers.

How could we be rendered helpless by a wild and arrogant junior?

After figuring this out, I felt much more relaxed and instantly returned to the familiar framework that I was in.

No. At this moment, everyone recalled what Dean Shen had said about not being able to make a move in public.
The First Academy is also quite complex.

Zhu Erdan, who had overheard the whispers from afar, was stunned.

He instantly calmed down and even seemed somewhat unsettled.

If I really get kicked out, I'll have nothing left.

Just as the six people on the stage were furious and the crowd below was waiting to see what would happen, several big shots walked over with steady steps.

First, Dean Shen explained to Zhu in a kind and gentle manner that they had to follow the rules, otherwise they would have to reluctantly disqualify him. He asked if Zhu could understand.

He was expecting the madman to say something incredibly absurd.

“Students understand.”

Wow, very alert.

Since that's the case, we can only give them a simple lesson.

"Ahem, without propriety, one cannot stand upright."

We are magnanimous and won't hold it against you for not following the rules now, but how can you do that once you enter officialdom? Please remember this, Zhu.

Then Dean Su, whose face was ashen, arrived. He had realized that he was doomed to lose his position anyway, and this student was still causing him trouble.

Why would I put up with that?!

Freed from all greed and restraint, the old man began his most adept form of preaching.

As the saying goes, "Without rules, there can be no order."

The fifteen-minute lecture infuriated everyone who listened. Normally, Zhu Erdan would have directly retaliated, but today, seeing the literary fortune taking shape above his head, he could only endure it.

We can't give up at the last minute.

"The academy failed to teach you well; I hope you will not make the same mistake again."

Dean Su left feeling refreshed and in good spirits.

The student's character was denied by both deans, and there was no future for him.

Next, Professor Gu and the other professors went around and lectured the arrogant student Zhu one by one.

"Unruly" is one thing, but even phrases like "five horses and six monkeys" have popped up. This kind of thing depends on the professor's performance, which shows how well he usually stirs up hatred.

Finally, Xu Xuan saw the dark lines faintly appearing in the other person's eyes and knew it was about time.

Disqualifying Zhu Erdan from the conference outright could lead to serious consequences; both winning and losing require a process.

Let's ruin the chance for the other party to swallow all the luck first.

But what did you just say to me, something as insignificant as a grain of rice?
Mr. Xu is kind-hearted; a few simple words will suffice.

"The rites must not be abandoned, and righteousness must not be disordered."

Things in this world aren't that simple, Zhu.

Seeing that Zhu Erdan had accepted the professors' criticisms and had shown a "repentant" attitude, the literary competition continued.

Of course, the stark contrast between Zhu Kuangsheng's past and present is also quite astonishing.

Between the heads of the table, Dean Shen spoke with a relaxed expression.

"Instructor Xu is indeed skilled in military strategy. By cutting off their supply lines, he can also blunt their edge."

While whispering something, he extended an invitation to Bailu Academy, then slipped away before Professor Taishi's eyes could even see him.

The competition officially begins.

The seven people will naturally be drawn by lot, and the result will most likely be fair and impartial.

If a fair duel were to take place next, Zhu Erdan would still be invincible.

The heart that Lu Pan exchanged was quite extraordinary.

I know your ears are blocked. I happened to be in the underworld, and from among millions of hearts, I selected the best one to replace yours, keeping this one to make up for the missing number.

Among millions of people who can stand out, a flawed, cunning mind is almost inevitable.

This is beyond the scope that an ordinary scholar could handle.

Of course, Lu Nan of Bailu being able to fight Zhu Erdan to a standstill makes him a true protagonist among the scholars of this era.

Xu Xuan focused half his attention on the field and half on what was happening outside.

On Wushan Mountain by West Lake.

A giant blue-scaled python dragged a woman as it raced wildly through the mountains, sending trees flying and creating a terrifying scene.

The woman was terrified, her face pale, and the silk ribbon around her neck was red, but she still clung tightly to the giant snake.

Hang in there, you'll be almost there.

Ordinary people have impure bodies and lack vital energy, making it difficult for them to cast spells or carry things; they can only use their demonic bodies to travel.

To save time, Xiao Qing launched a giant snake like a rocket off the cliff, landing with an attitude of not caring about human life or death. If it weren't for the protection of her demonic power, the woman's head would have been shaken off.

Then we charged all the way to the foot of the mountain.

He transformed into human form, carrying the woman on his back as he continued running, leaving a trail of afterimages on the road.

However, the closer they got to West Lake, the more difficult it became, and under the influence of the aura, the little demon couldn't even go home.

(End of this chapter)