Aren't We Supposed to Win with Virtue? What the Heck Is This Charged Punch?

Ji Fuyou transmigrates into the body of an impoverished scholar.

To his utter surprise, he turns out to be the Confucian Sage's eldest disciple.

Ding! The Win People Over with Virtue System has awakened. The more people who believe in him, the stronger he becomes!

Looking at the renowned Confucian Sage, who's so poor he can't even afford a meal, Ji Fuyou slaps his thigh in frustration at his master's lack of success.

"Master, let's go seize some territory. Uh, I mean, let's go on a study tour."

"It's time to let the Hundred Schools of Thought learn a little about our Confucian principles."

Ji Fuyou clenches his fist and chuckles.

Ji Fuyou, you have to win people over with virtue.

"Master, that's right. My sword is even named Virtue."

Twelve halls, three thousand disciples. We Confucians have never held a grudge.

Usually, if we have a grudge, we settle it on the spot.

"The way your Confucians do things is making this difficult for me."

"Difficult? Then don't do it. Take this charged punch!"

Ha-yah!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.