I Teach My Disciple Kong Qiu to Practice Rulun, Bringing Glory to Confucianism

Lei Yaozu, a gang boss, transmigrated into a cultivation version of the Spring and Autumn period.

The Hundred Schools of Thought competed with one another.

Each school had its own path to ascension and wondrous techniques.

Only Confucianism had no path, leaving it at the bottom of the pile.

Congratulations, Host! You have taken Kong Qiu as your disciple. The Confucianism Founder System has been activated.

Please teach and spread the Way, Host, and bring glory to Confucianism!

"Kong Qiu, let your master teach you a few rules for making your way in the underworld."

"That is to say, the lessons I've learned over the years from beating people up. In short, the Art of Beating."

"A clever person throws the body into the water, where no one will ever find it."

"A kindhearted person throws the body deep into the mountains, where there's a place to bury the bones."

Kong Qiu summed it up after hearing this.

"The wise delight in water; the benevolent delight in mountains. Master Lei speaks wisely."

Ying Zheng very much agreed with Lei Yaozu.

"From this day forth, I shall be the first. Let the generations be counted after me: the second, the third, and on to ten thousand generations, passed down without end."

"Now that's what I call ten thous..."

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