Everyone returned to their tents to prepare, while Fang Yun took out several Treasures of Literature that he didn’t need and gave them to Li Fanming and others. These people had either damaged their treasures or used their life-saving items during the battle with the Wolf Savage’s son. Fang Yun gave them these treasures for emergency use.

They were all extremely grateful.

Two quarters of an hour later, everyone officially set off. The barbarian generals who had previously followed Fang Yun voluntarily came forward, along with four Savage Cow soldiers and an additional Presented Scholar, Xun Ye.

Xun Ye voluntarily swore that he would not make things difficult for Fang Yun. Everyone agreed to let him join, and Fang Yun accepted with a smile.

Based on the information given by the dragon head bone, Fang Yun planned a route that connected the possible locations of the Mist Butterfly. The endpoint was the Demon Ancestor’s doorstep, which was very close to the center of the Holy Land. Since he didn’t know whether the Demon Ancestor’s doorstep was real or not, Fang Yun didn’t tell the others.

Everyone marched quickly, visiting several unique places such as the Weak Water Waterfall, Strange Wind Mountain, Needlewood Forest, Mirror Lake, and the Sunken Volcano.

Around noon, they encountered a team of Blood Demon Barbarians from the Demon Realm. There were more than ten demon generals and nearly a hundred demon soldiers, led by a very tall Saint Clan Tiger Demon General.

“Haha, you human fools, I killed one on the road, and now I’ve met you!” After the Tiger Demon General finished speaking, his body was enveloped in a rolling blood mist, and a tiger head blood shadow formed behind him. This was the ancestral spirit of the Demon Clan, equivalent to the human’s Heart of Literature and the Courage to Write. Only the most talented or those with Saint Clan bloodline could possess it. The previous Saint Clan Bear Demon General had resisted all the Presented Scholars with the power of the ancestral spirit, while the Wolf Savage’s son had never used his ancestral spirit.

The Tiger Demon General knew the temperament of humans and thought that they would be scared out of their wits. However, he found that everyone was looking at a man sitting on a chair.

“Master Fang, you hold the line. We need to pay back for our encounter with the Wolf Savage’s son!” someone said.

“Let’s do it! These demon brats, relying on their numbers, think that our ten nations are defenseless. Today, let’s keep them all here!” Li Fanming said.

Fang Yun nodded and said, “I will celebrate your victory after the battle!”

This ordinary sentence gave all the Presented Scholars a sense of confidence that was hard to describe.

The ordinary Demon Barbarians foolishly rushed up, but the Saint Clan Tiger Demon General suddenly paused, his gaze falling on the Star Demon Barbarians like Niu Shan. After a moment of shock, he didn’t say a word or warn the other Demon Barbarians, he just turned and ran. In the end, he consumed his lifespan to activate the power of the ancestral spirit and escaped at a speed that Fang Yun and the others could not catch up with.

“I…” Li Fanming’s hand trembled, and his pen slipped, smearing the white paper with a large amount of ink, interrupting the discussion on the paper written by the inferior Heart of Literature.

Among the Presented Scholars who could speak eloquently, two of them were so shocked by the strange behavior of the Saint Clan Tiger Demon General that they stopped reciting halfway, interrupting their eloquent speech.

They had never heard of such a bizarre Saint Clan Demon General!

Fang Yun also watched the back of the Tiger Demon General, speechless.

Li Fanming couldn’t help but say, “The Saint Clan Demon Barbarians are indeed cunning, they saw at a glance that we are different from ordinary Presented Scholar teams.”

“Continue!” Fang Yun smiled.

The Demon Barbarians didn’t know that their leader had run away, and they foolishly rushed over, each of them fierce and evil, full of confidence.

However, what awaited them was an experienced team of Presented Scholars.

Protective Treasures of Literature were opened. War paintings flew out and summoned demon generals to the front. Some Presented Scholars used chessboards to confuse some of the Demon Barbarians, some used military tactics to restrain some of the Demon Barbarians, and the remaining Presented Scholars launched attacks with their most powerful War Poetry, forming various substantial attack forces. The strong wind from “The Song of the Great Wind” killed, the huge waves from “The Song of the Surging Waves” rolled, and the arrows from “The Battle of the South City” flew…

The power of these Presented Scholars’ War Poetry was much stronger than that of ordinary Presented Scholars, more than twice as strong. Those Demon Generals could only protect themselves. The nearly hundred Demon Soldiers didn’t even have the ability to protect themselves. In the blink of an eye, they were killed by the powerful Presented Scholars’ War Poetry, half of them dead and half of them seriously injured, completely losing their combat ability.

Those Demon Generals then stubbornly charged, but what awaited them was the powerful Imperial Scholar’s Treasures of Literature. After the Imperial Scholar’s Treasures of Literature were used up, the Presented Scholars’ talent vibrated and stopped, and the second round of War Poetry appeared.

There was no need for Fang Yun to take action at all. All the Demon Soldiers were killed, and only three Demon Generals were still alive, but they lay on the ground, unable to escape.

The three surviving Demon Generals didn’t look at the humans. Instead, they used all their strength to look behind them, watching the back of their leader, their eyes filled with endless anger and resentment.

“Why…” A Wolf Demon General finished speaking, spat out blood from his mouth, and died, his eyes reflecting the sun in the sky, refusing to close even in death.

Niu Shan held the Swallowed Lake Pearl and ran to a pile of Demon Barbarian corpses. He then took out a big axe from it and complained in a low voice, “At least leave one for me!” After saying that, he killed two Demon Generals who were about to die.

Fang Yun nodded and praised, “You all worked hard.” He thought to himself that this was where humans surpassed Demon Barbarians. In the face of efficient teamwork, the two races of Demon Barbarians would collapse as soon as there was a slight problem, let alone when the leader ran away.

After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, they found that most of the Swallowed Lake Pearls had been shattered by the power of the War Poetry, and the things inside were all destroyed. Only two were intact, which was much better than the battle in the village on the rainy night a few days ago. The battle that day was too intense, and the Demon Barbarians’ Swallowed Lake Pearls were all shattered by external forces.

After a brief rest, everyone set off.

Fang Yun said to Li Fanming, “You all have learned how to cooperate with War Poetry, right?””Of course, actual combat is a compulsory subject for Presented Scholars. In the Confucius Academy and the Holy Academy, it is second only to poetry, policy discussion, and classics. Every year, the strongest class and individual in actual combat will receive generous rewards. Take the Confucius Academy for example, the top Presented Scholar each year will be guaranteed a place to study in the Holy Academy for three years. As for Imperial Scholars and Hanlin Scholars, they are not tested, but instead, they go to the Demon Barbarian battlefield to slay demons and barbarians. Whoever kills the most is the first, and the military merits determine the ranking.”

“After leaving the Holy Land, I need to learn the combat methods of Presented Scholars and Imperial Scholars,” said Fang Yun.

Li Fanming immediately handed Fang Yun a worn-out book, saying, “This is a textbook from the Confucius Academy. Even though I left the academy many years ago, I still read it carefully every year. It’s very suitable for you, so I’ll give it to you.”

“Thank you,” said Fang Yun.

Fang Yun took the two combat textbooks and said, “I’ll skim through them first.” He then sat in his wheelchair, lowered his head to flip through the books, while Niu Shan pushed him from behind.

The Presented Scholars nodded slightly, thinking that it was no wonder Fang Yun had achieved so much today, as he never forgot to read even at times like this.

Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that he was reading much faster than before. In the past, he had to read word by word to fully understand the meaning, and then form a book in the world of strange books. But now, he could read ten lines at a glance, and the effect was exactly the same as before.

Before long, Fang Yun had finished reading a book.

Han Shoulu suddenly asked, “Who is the author of the third sentence on page fifty-two of ‘The War Poetry Combat Manual’?”

Fang Yun blinked, didn’t flip through the book, and said directly, “It’s a quote from Sun Tzu. He said: ‘The good fighters of old first put themselves beyond the possibility of defeat, and then waited for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.’”

Everyone was amazed. They weren’t surprised that Fang Yun had a photographic memory, because after becoming an Imperial Scholar, everyone could remember everything they read. It wasn’t particularly amazing that Fang Yun could do it ahead of time, but being able to read ten lines at a glance and still remember everything was something even Hanlin Scholars couldn’t do. At least, one had to be a Grand Academician to do that.

Li Fanming curiously asked, “Can you recite page fourteen?”

Fang Yun immediately recited it smoothly. Not only did he recite page fourteen, but he also continued to recite the following pages one by one. He didn’t rely on the world of strange books, but on the powerful ability brought to him by the God of Literature.

After Fang Yun had recited five pages, Xun Ye suddenly exclaimed, “Ah, I only realized today the gap between me and Fang Zhenguo.”

Li Fanming laughed and said, “If you were born twenty years earlier… no, even ten years earlier, I would be proud to be your disciple now, and I wouldn’t be afraid to travel the world.”

Shi Tang suddenly said, “In at most three years, you will be proud to be his disciple.”

“Three years? You’re thinking too much. Fang… Master will at most be a Hanlin Scholar in three years. Even if he becomes a Grand Academician, it will be barely enough. He has to at least become a Great Scholar for us to be proud.”

Han Shoulu suddenly said, “It may be difficult for Fang Yun to become a Great Scholar in three years, but it’s easy for him to enter the Great Scholar Hunting List of the Demon Clan. He might even make it into the top twenty!”

“I don’t believe it! Dare to bet a Flood Dragon feast?” said Li Fanming.

Jia Jing’an suddenly asked with a smile, “Master Fang, who do you bet on?”

“I’m not betting,” said Fang Yun, looking annoyed. It seemed that these guys were still obsessed with the Flood Dragon feast.

Fang Yun knew that although these people were from prominent families, they were still young and all the Treasures of Literature they had were from their families. Even though their families gave them various spiritual objects and medicines worth more than a million, if they really took out tens of thousands of taels of silver to eat a meal outside, they would be beaten by their elders. The elders were not reluctant to part with the silver, but they couldn’t indulge the younger generation in wasting money.

“Waiting three years for a Flood Dragon feast is worth it! Those who believe that Master Fang can make it into the top twenty of the Great Scholar Hunting List in three years, stand on Master Fang’s left. Those who think he can’t, stand on the right.”

Li Fanming immediately stood on the right, believing that Fang Yun couldn’t make it onto the Great Scholar Hunting List.

The other Presented Scholars hesitated. Fang Yun held his forehead and said, “Can’t you guys be a little more serious? This is the Holy Land. How did you start playing along the way?”

“That’s a Flood Dragon feast, a banquet worth tens of thousands of taels of silver. It’s definitely worth a bet! After the Flood Dragon feast, I’ll treat everyone to a wine party!” Li Fanming laughed.

Niu Shan and the other Demon Barbarians didn’t understand the language of the human race. They looked left and right, asking, “What’s going on?”

After Li Fanming explained the situation, Niu Shan immediately stood on the left and said, “Her Majesty the Moon Empress will definitely be able to do it!” The other Demon Barbarian generals also moved to the left to support Fang Yun.

Soon, the Presented Scholars divided into two camps, ten on the left, believing that Fang Yun could do it, and ten on the right, believing that Fang Yun couldn’t.

Xun Ye was initially on the right, but after everyone had taken their positions, he said, “I made the mistake of underestimating Fang Yun before. I can’t make that mistake again. I’m going to the left!”

The Presented Scholars on the left nodded, feeling more and more that Xun Ye had changed.

The big rabbit stood in the middle, suddenly blinked, and hopped to the left, believing that Fang Yun could.

Li Fanming on the right was angry and said, “Whose rabbit are you? Come here!”

The big rabbit gave Li Fanming a white eye, then turned up its nose, made a light call, as if saying: Only a fool would stand with you.

“If you don’t come over, don’t think about eating carrots in the future!” said Li Fanming.

The big rabbit immediately hung its head in sadness and hopped over, then pitifully stretched out its paw.

“Hmph.” Li Fanming handed the carrot to the rabbit.

The rabbit ran back to the left with the carrot in its mouth, then looked at Li Fanming triumphantly while gnawing on the carrot, making a crunching sound.

“Hahaha…” Everyone laughed, and a few people who supported Fang Yun even laughed so hard that they held their stomachs. (To be continued.)