The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 684: Fang Tu's Speech [Dedicated to Wise Haichen, Golden Alliance Leader, with Additional Ch - Novel Cool

Chapter 684: Fang Tu's Speech [Dedicated to Wise Haichen, Golden Alliance Leader, with Additional Ch

Chapter 684: Fang Tu's Speech [Dedicated to Wise Haichen, Golden Alliance Leader, with Additional Chapters 37 and 38]

The other martial arts academy leaders were a bit puzzled. This... our strong-willed Chancellor, the swift and decisive Chancellor who fears no one... actually fears Team Leader Fang?

This shouldn't be... Chancellor Qin, upright and incorruptible, with a spotless reputation and strong moral character, how could he fear Team Leader Fang?

On the other side, Vice Chancellor Luo Hao, the Heavenly Jade Sovereign, also inexplicably felt a sense of inferiority.

They were reprimanded to the point of silence.

"So that's how it is."

Team Leader Fang's expression softened slightly.

Qin Fengyun cautiously said, "Up till now, the children haven't eaten yet, they're all waiting in the grand hall..."

Team Leader Fang pondered for a moment and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go."

Qin Fengyun exclaimed, "Please!"

"Let's go!"

The group flew through the snow.

Yu Xiaoran also relaxed her waist and hurried inside, "Quickly get me some food... I'm starving."

...

Team Leader Fang flew in front.

Qin Fengyun and Luo Hao followed behind, the heavy snow blinding their vision.

However, both of them remembered that on several occasions, they had walked through blizzards and storms, just like this, unable to see anything.

The leader was flying ahead.

Everyone followed the leader's black cloak.

Now, a familiar feeling arose within them.

Luo Hao suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his nose, and in an instant, he realized something, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He turned his head abruptly and looked at Qin Fengyun.

He caught sight of Qin Fengyun's reddened eyes and the stern gaze directed at him!

Luo Hao's heart trembled, and he clenched his jaw shut.

Flying against the wind, his tears mixed with the snowflakes, forming a cold patch on his face.

The blizzard raged like a waterfall.

Finally, the group arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy.

At the gate, someone was continuously clearing the snow, keeping the academy's entrance spotless.

The bright red Guardian emblem shone brilliantly at the academy's entrance.

On both sides, a pair of couplets, not a trace of snow, spotlessly clean.

"With a heart to save the world, one understands the hardships of the people!"

Team Leader Fang landed.

Standing tall at the entrance, with his hands behind his back, he looked at the couplets and said, "The Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy, worthy of being the continent's top academy. Since Chancellor Qin's appointment, the academy has undergone a complete transformation. Well done."

Qin Fengyun smiled and said, "Team Leader Fang, you're too kind."

Luo Hao lowered his head, not daring to meet Team Leader Fang's gaze as he admired the couplets.

He silently followed.

At the entrance, they didn't linger.

Team Leader Fang took a step forward.

As they walked through the academy, every path was spotlessly clean.

The thick snow had been piled into large characters by the academy's students.

"Welcome Execution and Inspection Team Leader Fang to the Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy!"

"The Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy welcomes Team Leader Fang!"

"..."

Along the way, Team Leader Fang's eyes held a hint of amusement.

From these characters carved in the snow, he saw sincere hearts and a strong sense of protection.

As they continued, various writings continued to appear, leading all the way to the grand hall.

Finally.

They saw a piece of writing.

Although it was a character carved in the snow, there was a red scarf and other objects on top, blooming with vibrant colors amidst the snow.

At a glance, it was clear that these unusually large characters were created by women.

Five characters.

"Hello, Team Leader Fang!"

Team Leader Fang couldn't help but laugh.

He touched his nose and said, "I never expected that my nickname would come here."

Everyone laughed.

Team Leader Fang looked at the five characters, his eyes filled with emotion.

This was the nickname he was given when he first entered the White Cloud Martial Academy.

It had been less than a year since then, but seeing these characters again gave him a feeling of being in a different world.

Now, between him and these characters, there were countless seas and vicissitudes.

He looked for a while, then exhaled lightly.

A hint of regret and relief.

No matter the reason for leaving... but those days when he was called 'Team Leader Fang,' he could never return to that time in his life.

Everyone felt the same way.

They accompanied him, silently.

The snow patted their bodies.

Team Leader Fang finally took a step, "Let's go."

In the snow nearby, several girls hugged each other excitedly.

"Sure enough, Team Leader Fang looked at these characters for a while, and he must have recalled many things in his heart."

"Maybe he's reminiscing about the beauties in the academy, his secret crush, and unforgettable emotions... Oh, Team Leader Fang has been through so much..."

"Last year, Team Leader Fang secretly came to watch the competition and sat next to me. When everyone was discussing who Team Leader Fang was, I asked him if he had seen Team Leader Fang. He said he had, and that he was really handsome."

"Haha..."

"Then I asked him what his name was. He said his name was Fang Che... Oh, you don't know how my heart shattered and scattered at that moment..."

A girl happily chattered.

Her eyes sparkled with joy.

"Haha..."

The group of girls laughed so hard their flowers trembled, and thinking of the scene back then, they couldn't help but find it funny and enviable.

"In just one year... from an academy student to a name that shakes the world... I can't believe it.

"Yes... If only you had..."

"Ah... There's no such good fortune. If I could do it all over again, I'd shamelessly crawl into his bed, even if I had to lose face..."

Several girls sighed.

"Quickly, to the Grand Hall... The boys are going to take the spots they saved for us!"

"Oh my, hurry up..."

The girls immediately started running.

They arrived at the Grand Hall and entered through the side door.

The entire Grand Hall was packed to the brim.

A banner hung above, reading:

"Iron Fist Brings Peace, Fierce Hand Calms Turmoil!"

"Welcome Execution and Inspection Team Leader Fang for his lecture."

All the seats on the four levels inside had been removed.

There was no way they could accommodate so many people if they all sat down.

Instead, everyone stood shoulder to shoulder, creating a dense crowd.

Even so, it was still so crowded that not even a needle could be inserted. A few overweight students drew unanimous complaints.

"Little Cookie, you're taking up space for five people... Why don't you pour out the shit in your stomach?"

"How can you call yourself 'Little Cookie' with that huge body? I swear, even the fattest pig during the New Year isn't as fat as you..."

The overweight student nicknamed 'Cookie' looked aggrieved, "I don't want to be like this either. You all see how much I sweat during training every day, but I can't control how much fat I have."

"How dare you mention training? Why don't you talk about the seven or eight bowls you eat at every meal? To be honest, I don't lie, my family raises pigs, and even if you add up all the pigs in the pen, you still eat more than them..."

"Hahaha... He even has a mountain of spirit energy cookies by his bed..."

"If we melted him down for oil, it would probably be enough for the Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy cafeteria to cook a meal..."

"That's reasonable."

Just as everyone was laughing, the entire hall suddenly fell silent.

On the stage, Chancellor Qin Fengyun stood in his green robe, his voice booming like a thunder bell.

"Students of the Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy!"

Qin Fengyun spoke with authority, "First, I want to report to all of you that I have finally lived up to your expectations and invited the person you most wanted to see!"

Thunderous applause erupted!

One student shouted, "Long live Chancellor Qin!"

Everyone joined in, "Long live!"

The sound was crisp.

Qin Fengyun quickly stopped them, "Wait! Don't shout! It's already snowing outside, and our Grand Hall is not very stable. If you all shout and cause the hall to collapse, where will we get the money to repair it?"

Laughter filled the hall.

"It doesn't matter if our Grand Hall collapses, but will Leader Fang have to lecture in the snow?"

Qin Fengyun spoke sternly, "Everyone, be serious!"

The laughter grew louder.

It was evident that the students adored and respected this humorous, down-to-earth, yet strict and efficient Chancellor!

Qin Fengyun's prestige was evident at a glance.

Qin Fengyun raised his hands, and the laughter and cheers immediately stopped.

He became serious, "Leader Fang's time is limited, and our time is also limited. But before I hand over the stage to him, I want to remind everyone of one thing."

"Who is Leader Fang killing for?"

"Why is Leader Fang killing?"

"If you were in Leader Fang's position, could you do the same?"

"How did this peaceful world come to be?"

"As martial artists, what should we do in the future?"

"Ask your hearts!"

"Today, Leader Fang has come to our Martial Academy amidst his busy schedule, and this is the honor of our Heavenly Mortal Martial Academy!"

Qin Fengyun surveyed the entire hall, "I don't want any unpleasantness today. This is my one-man show! If anyone dares to speak out of turn, they will be asked to leave after the lecture."

Qin Fengyun spoke slowly, "Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The students responded with a roar.

Qin Fengyun paused for a moment before finally breaking into a smile, "Let's welcome Leader Fang."

Thunderous applause filled the hall.

Fang Che appeared, floating gracefully.

The applause intensified.

Countless Martial Academy students clapped vigorously, their eyes filled with respect as they looked at the tall figure on the stage, the familiar, captivating starry eyes.

Some students hid in the corners, their gazes complex as they watched Fang Che.

Fang Che faced Qin Fengyun, "Chancellor Qin, this treatment is a bit excessive."

"Leader Fang deserves it."

"I hope I do."

Qin Fengyun smiled, "In that case, I'll leave it to Leader Fang."

He stepped down from the stage, leaving Fang Che alone on the platform.

Fang Che smiled lightly, his gaze calm as he looked down at the sea of people. He raised his hand slightly and spoke, "Today, I feel ashamed to be here, as I don't believe I have the qualifications to lecture all of you."

As soon as he spoke, the applause stopped, and the reception was even warmer than Qin Fengyun's earlier.

Everyone remained silent, listening attentively.

"If I were still a student at the White Cloud Martial Academy, I would only be in my second year now. In fact, many of you here are my seniors."

Fang Che made a joke, and the audience burst into laughter.

"So, let's skip the lecture. I just want to share a few thoughts with all of you."

The smile in Fang Che's eyes faded, replaced by his usual calm and icy demeanor.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he stood tall and majestic.

His voice flowed smoothly from his lips.

"I know that some fear me, some respect me, and some even hate me. I also know what I do and the consequences I bear and shoulder."

"Along the way, these two hands..."

Fang Che extended his two fair and slender hands, saying slowly, "......are already stained with blood."

"In Baiyun Continent, it was just the beginning. Upon reaching Donghu Continent, the slaughter commenced. After consecutive campaigns across several regions, by the time we reached the Celestial Capital today, these two hands have taken the lives of over three hundred million souls!"

Three hundred million! This terrifying number caused a stir among the audience.

Some faces turned pale.

Fang Che spoke calmly, "Perhaps for some, throughout their entire lives, the number of people they've encountered, known or unknown, may not even come close to the number I've taken lives of. This is a fair assessment."

"A butcher with blood-stained hands, the title 'Fang Butcher' suits me well, and it is fitting."

"Therefore, today, let's not discuss Guardians, Zhen Shou Zhe, or the Night Demon Sect. I'm here to simply share with you all about the state of this world."

Fang Che paused, then continued, "Throughout history, the most unsettling and wave-provoking aspect of this world is a single word—fairness."

"We all aspire for a world where everyone is equal."

"But is this possible in the current state of the world?"

"Why initiate a campaign to rectify the Guardian Continent?"

"Why kill so many people? Some might argue that sending these people to the battlefield to fight against the Sole Righteous Religion, allowing them to atone for their sins, is a better option than simply killing them. Isn't it a pity to just end their lives?"

"Others might say that some were killed without committing sins deserving death, where is the fairness in that?"

"..."

"These are the challenges and pressures I face."

"Among you, there are those whose families were destroyed by my hands, and many have lost loved ones to my actions."

"If we were to discuss grievances in the martial world, these people have no grudges against me, Fang Che!"

"Then, why the slaughter?"

Fang Che raised his voice, "Because in this world, fairness does not exist. Fairness is always relative."

"In the same environment, with the same abilities, and when striving for a common goal without relying on external factors, that is fairness!"

"But is such fairness prevalent in the current pure and innocent martial world? Is it common?"

"Setting aside other factors, consider two equally talented, equally well-born, and equally handsome and virtuous young men pursuing the same woman. Ultimately, she can only choose one, and the other... can it be fair?"

"Even if the process is fair, the one who loses will forever lose the love of his life. In the journey of life, how can this be called fairness?"

"In the Guardian Continent, over the past ten thousand years, countless heroes have emerged in the ongoing battle against the Sole Righteous Religion. However, this has also led to the rise and fall of various factions, creating a society with distinct social strata."

"What is true fairness? Equal status and equal wealth, that is fairness. But have you considered how unfair this is to those who have worked hard for generations to accumulate wealth?"

"Today, let's not discuss righteousness or evil, ideals or ambitions. Let's focus solely on fairness."

Fang Che's words were somewhat disorganized.

The audience listened attentively.

"This campaign of rectification is aimed at achieving a level of fairness that everyone can reluctantly accept."

"Because... over time, some in power have begun to disregard human lives. This is evident across the continent, and I need not provide examples. You all know."

"Hence, this campaign aims to eliminate some of the most unfair and evil aspects, allowing humanity to regain some beauty and giving the lower classes a glimmer of hope to strive and rise."

"Even those in power, despite their exploitation and oppression, will be restrained by this campaign, leaving room for the lower classes to survive, strive, and ascend."

"The lower classes will have hope, and at the very least, they can look up and see a clear blue sky, knowing that through their efforts, there's a chance to break through the class barriers. This is the significance of this campaign."

"However, this campaign does not achieve absolute fairness, nor does it strive for equal status and equal wealth. Instead, it aims to break through class barriers, giving the lower classes a chance to rise."

"Those who remain at the bottom will not be exploited to death, but will have a chance to survive, reproduce, and hope that their descendants might have a chance to strive in the future."

"This is the full meaning of this campaign in the Guardian Continent."

"But it's not about eliminating all power, which is impossible at any time."

"For example, in martial academies, students have different resources, progress, talents, and futures. This is unfair, but it's an allowed unfairness within the rules. If this leads to grievances, it's a shame."

"I will continue this campaign and the slaughter.

In the end, I don't know how far I can go, nor do I know what my fate will be."

Fang Che spoke calmly, "I don't want you to follow in my footsteps, but I hope that after such bloody slaughter, you can face and seize the opportunities that only emerge after the killing."

"Those are opportunities for social mobility."

"And these opportunities are gaps created by the sword. The path upward, once impenetrable, is now filled with the dead, and other powers haven't had time to take over and patch up this heavenly net. That's why there's this chance. Many have been killed, and many opportunities have been created, but not too many!"

"Only by truly making a difference can you seize the opportunity."

"But I want to tell you, this gap will soon disappear. By then, even though the slaughter has been rectified, the net won't dare to be too harsh on the lower levels in the short term, and they'll give the lower levels a chance to survive and reproduce, but... the opportunity for social mobility will no longer exist."

"Seize the opportunity while the external enemy is still present, while the chance is still there. Those who are already high up, take another step; those who haven't soared yet, go and fight! Go and kill! Otherwise, there will still be no opportunity!"

"For those whose families were killed by me, whose homes were destroyed by me, first, I await your revenge, and second, I await your achievements. If, in the future, you can make your families glorious again with your own abilities, that will be your true skill. But I also want to warn future generations not to do evil."

"Fang Che may not live long, but Fang Tu is a necessity for every era!"

"If you do too many bad things and lose all sense of morality, then Fang Tu will naturally appear!"

"When a commoner gets angry, blood splatters three feet; when the continent rages, heaven and earth will be turned upside down!"

Fang Che said, "After the rectification, the Guardian Headquarters will naturally release new policies. So, I wish you all... seize this opportunity."

His gaze fell on the corner, and he spoke calmly, "I also hope you can become glorious again, and I also hope you will wait for me, and I await your revenge."

The entire hall fell silent.

Fang Che's speech on fairness wasn't unfamiliar to those who had been in the martial world for many years, but it was a bit novel and not entirely unexpected.

However, for most of the students still in the martial academy, it was like a wake-up call.

The phrase they loved to say during disputes was, "Why? Why? Just because my ancestors sacrificed for the continent and yours didn't; just because my family has struggled for generations while yours has for centuries; set aside everything, if you have heavenly materials and treasures, resources, and superior individual talents, why should I compare with you?" But the most touching words were those spoken by Fang Tu: "Class barriers."

Some students from ordinary backgrounds but with clever minds immediately realized this was a fleeting, short-lived opportunity.

Because Fang Tu had killed too many evildoers, this opportunity arose. Just as he said, it was a gap cut by the sword!

If not now, when will we fight? Even those students whose families were killed and destroyed by Fang Che sighed in bewilderment.

They felt the hatred in their hearts dissipate. To be fair, Fang Tu had killed, but was it for his own sake?

If I don't do bad things, why would others come to kill? But some were pondering that, according to Fang Tu's experience, if he were to talk about ideals and ambitions, wouldn't it truly inspire passion?

Why did Fang Che set aside all these things?

Why didn't he speak of them?

According to Fang Tu's experience, if he were to talk about ideals and ambitions, wouldn't it truly stir up passion?

Even the concepts of good and evil, the struggle between righteousness and evil, were barely mentioned.

Fang Che stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

All the students of the Heavenly Human Martial Academy shared the righteous still breathe! We are here to seize the day!"

When Fang Che entered, his smile was like a warm spring breeze. But as he lectured, his aura gradually became more and more chilling.

By now, it was already somewhat cold and oppressive.

"Today's grand occasion is hard to refuse. Since I'm here, I'll share a few words with everyone."

Fang Che spoke calmly, "In fact, with my rank and status, I'm far from qualified to lecture at the Heavenly Human Martial Academy... So, everyone, understand that this is where I stop."

"Outside, blizzards rage, and hundreds of millions of citizens in the capital are suffering. Our academy is one of the main forces for disaster relief. So... I won't take up too much of your time."

"The future is in your hands, let your achievements speak for themselves;

Glory is for history to judge;

Praise and criticism are for future generations to decide!"

Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, and the entire hall was enveloped in an icy aura, "May all of you, through the ages, in the annals of history, and in the mouths of future generations... leave your names behind!"

The hall erupted in thunderous applause!

Qin Fengyun welcomed Fang Che and smiled, "Fang Che, won't you share your ideals and ambitions? It would be a pity not to."

Fang Che spoke calmly, "Those... are all old familiar tales."

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

Ideals and ambitions, of course, I want to talk about them, but I can't.

Once my identity is exposed, at that time, I fear that the perseverance of these students will be completely shattered...

The idol of a lifetime turns out to be a spy for the Demon Sect?

(End of Chapter)

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