“Its origin is chaotic, but the final ruler is not. The thickest is thin, and the thinnest is thick, but there is no such thing.”

Jiang Feng finished the first chapter of the Great Learning in one breath. At this moment, in Jiang Feng’s fake Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense, pure literary and dao power was gradually condensing into a core.

Jiang Feng could sense that another part of the inner core was filled with boundless Wen Dao power.

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head. Earlier, he had refined the souls of more than three hundred Sages and forcefully tempered his Divine Physique Qi into the starry sea. As a result, his current realm was unstable. No matter how much power he absorbed, he would still be unable to make a breakthrough.

With Jiang Feng’s current cultivation, he relied on his divine body and divine soul power, so he should have the capital to fight against Saint realm experts.

However, it was only the capital of a battle, so it would be too difficult to win.

Jiang Feng’s current situation was that he had more defensive abilities than offensive abilities. Now that he had faked the appearance of the core of Wen Dao power in this Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense, Jiang Feng’s cultivation would not be able to advance inch by inch in a short period of time, and he would be able to continue on a new path.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath. He first lowered his head and looked at the book he wrote, “University”.

The golden words leapt onto the paper, as if every word had life. The paper used to carry the words was originally only Cai Hou paper from Qingzhou, but now it looked like silk fabrics made of fine silk.

Jiang Feng carefully appreciated the paper and the words. Suddenly, a gentle cough came from right in front of Rende Hall.

Jiang Feng then raised his head. The first thing he saw was not Kong Qiuni’s incarnation of divine sense, but the gazes of envy and jealousy to death.

At this moment, Kong Qiuni’s voice sounded again, “Ye Ye, are you willing to acknowledge me as your teacher?”

This was the second time Kong Qiuni had asked. It was obvious that Kong Qiuni really wanted to accept Jiang Feng as a disciple.

Since Jiang Feng had come to the Rende Hall, he naturally wanted to join the Confucian Sect. After all, his status as a disciple of the Confucian Sect was very concealed from him.

Of course, compared to the disciples of the Confucian Sect, the disciples of the Sages were more than ten million times better.

Therefore, Jiang Feng stood up immediately after hearing Kong Qiuni’s question the second time. He bowed deeply to Kong Qiuni and shouted, “Disciple Ye Ye, greet Master.”

“Alright. Ye Ye, you will be my sixty-seventh disciple from now on. You can go back to your room and rest first. The Kong family will send someone to pick you up later.”

“Yes, Master!”

After Jiang Feng bowed to Kong Qiuni once again, Kong Qiuni’s divine sense incarnation immediately disappeared.

The entire Rende Hall fell into a state of silence. Jiang Feng slowly rolled up the paper with the words “University” written on it.

From this moment on, this volume of “University” was no longer ordinary paper and words. It contained the power of literature and dao. It was not too much to say that it was a magical artifact.

After Jiang Feng put away the “university”, he turned around and walked out of Rende Hall under his arm. When Jiang Feng walked out of Rende Hall almost a hundred steps away, a fierce noise suddenly sounded in Rende Hall.

“Which one of you knows who this Ye Ye is? Which Great Confucian disciple is he, or which great clan’s disciple is he?”

“Surname Ye? This surname has never heard of any great clan. No, immediately find someone to investigate. We must immediately establish diplomatic relations with the clan Ye Ye belongs to.”

“Are you all crazy? You’re still taking the exam. Saint Wen will choose six disciples this time. Now that the first one has appeared, there are still five more chances!”

The crazy Jiang Feng in Rende Hall could no longer feel it. Not long after he left Rende Hall, he ran into Wen Siniang and Yan Meng, who had rushed over in a hurry.

Wen Siniang was the owner of the Hanshi Residence. The moment she saw Jiang Feng, she immediately welcomed him.

“The Kong Clan sent a notice saying that a person named Ye Ye had been chosen by Wen Sheng to become the sixty-seventh disciple of Wen Sheng. This person is you, right?”

Although the person who asked Jiang Feng was Wen Siniang, Yan Meng’s fiery excited gaze clearly wanted Jiang Feng’s affirmative answer.

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded, “I still have to rely on Brother Yan Meng’s help. If Brother Yan Meng hadn’t lent me so many books, I wouldn’t have been chosen by Saint Wen.”

“Brother Ye, did you really succeed? Too crazy. You haven’t even entered Rende Hall for an incense stick of time, but you’re already a disciple of a sage after coming out. According to seniority, I still have to call you ‘Ye Zu’.”

Jiang Feng waved his hand and handed the Great Learning to Yan Meng.

Jiang Feng said, “Brother Yan, although we haven’t known each other for a long time, you’ve always been helping me. I admire a gentleman like you, Brother Yan. This should be considered a gift from me.”

Yan Meng did not know about Jiang Feng’s “Dao-carrying Literature” in Rende Hall. He took the “University” that Jiang Feng had handed over and opened it. In an instant, the small golden words leapt onto the paper. Yan Meng was shrouded by the golden light and was stunned on the spot.

“Brother Ye … this … this … is this really for me? This is too precious. This is the original manuscript of ‘Wen Yi Zai Dao’.”

As a literary cultivator, Yan Meng naturally understood more than anyone how precious the manuscript was.

If the manuscript containing the Dao of Wen Yi was originally quantified in Saint Origin Coins, then eighteen years ago, the Heavenly Capital Auction House had auctioned off a manuscript containing the Dao of Wen Yi that had already exhausted the power of the Dao of Wen Yi. At that time, the transaction price was 5.3 million Saint Origin Coins.

Note that the main point here is that the manuscript that contained the Dao of Wen Yi had already exhausted the power of the Dao of Wen, and Jiang Feng’s matter had just been created by him.

Naturally, the value of the two could not be said to be the same.

Although Yan Meng really wanted to give Jiang Feng this gift, his principle of being a person still made him reluctantly return the “university” to Jiang Feng.

“Brother Ye, there’s a saying that you won’t be rewarded without merit. This gift of yours is too precious. I can’t accept it.”

Jiang Feng smiled and pushed “University” back. “Brother Yan, there is a saying that it is easy to obtain a confidante for a thousand gold coins, but hard to ask for a confidante. I treat you as a friend, so I gave this to you. If you don’t accept it, then you would be looking down on me.”

“Brother Ye, this …”

Hearing Jiang Feng’s words, Yan Meng immediately didn’t know what to say. In the end, Yan Meng nodded. He took out a jade pendant from his storage ring and handed it to Jiang Feng. “Brother Ye, our Yan Clan Patriarch is also a disciple of the Sage. He is the seventh ranked Yan Zuyan Hui.”

This jade pendant itself is not valuable, but it is a symbol of our Yan family’s friendship. “If Brother Ye doesn’t mind, please accept it. In the future, you can come to our Yan Clan with this jade pendant. There’s no need to wait for a report.”

“Alright, I’ll take it.”

After Jiang Feng and Yan Meng gave each other gifts, Wen Siniang’s attitude towards Jiang Feng was obviously much better. She smiled and said to Jiang Feng, “Brother Ye, let me bring you back to Earth Character A to rest first. The Kong Family will definitely come soon.”

“Alright, thank you, Mistress Boss.”

“You’re welcome.”

As Wen Siniang led Jiang Feng to the Earth-type A Scholar Lin Xiaozhu, a hurried bell rang in the Han Scholar’s Mansion halfway through.

When Wen Siniang heard the sound of the bell, her expression immediately changed. She scolded, “Do you really think that I, Han Shiju, can be bullied at will? The Heavenly Soul Sect’s people have just died, yet so soon, an unsightly person came to their door to send them to their deaths!”

Wen Siniang directly ignored Jiang Feng. She pulled out two daggers from somewhere and ran towards the gate of the Han Scholar’s Residence with the daggers in her hand.

Jiang Feng stood there, startled, and then followed the direction of the gate of the Han Scholar’s Residence.

On the side of the main entrance of the Han Shiju, because Wang Chihai had just killed a large number of guards two days ago, there was only a runway and a waiter left in the Han Shiju.

However, these runners and waiters weren’t bad either. Faced with the arrival of powerful enemies, they lifted their benches, brooms, and teapots and stood side by side, confronting them head on.

Fortunately, the group of people who came to the door did not seem to have any intention of launching a large-scale slaughter. The leader said indifferently, “All of you, step aside. We are not here for your humble residence today.”

“Regardless of who you are aiming for, my Hanshi Residence is definitely not a place where you can trespass!”

Wen Siniang, who had hurriedly arrived, shouted coldly at the group of people who came to the door.

Wen Siniang sized them up carefully. This group of people wore white cotton robes and each wore a black iron longsword on their waist. It looked like this dress reminded Wen Siniang of a faction.

“Sword Tomb?” Wen Siniang cried out in alarm. She looked at these people with fear and asked, “Are you people from the Sword Tomb?”

“I’m Gu Hanyun from the Sword Tomb.” The young man clasped his fists and bowed to Wen Siniang. After he finished his salute, he said, “Since you have recognized us as from the Sword Tomb, boss, then we will also come with the famous saying.”

First, we came for the death of the Heavenly Soul Sect’s Sect Master Wang Chi Hai the night before yesterday. Wang Chi Hai has already entered our Sword Tomb. We cannot let him die in vain.

Second, we are here for those of you who have just completed the Wen Yi Dao Carrying Realm in your Han Scholar Residence.

“We know this person’s name is’ Ye Ye ‘, and we want to talk to him.”

“Talk? Talk about what? You want Ye Ye to go to your Sword Tomb?” Wen Siniang snorted coldly with disdain, “What can your Sword Tomb teach others? Ye Ye is a scholar, would he still go to your Sword Tomb to learn swords?”

“Perhaps you don’t know that although the Sword Tomb is famous for forging swords, the disciples of our Sword Tomb are not martial cultivators.

“Our swords are extremely emotional, extremely dao-oriented swords that do not ask right or wrong, but seek peace of mind!”

As soon as Gu Hanyun finished speaking, he directly stretched out his hand and slashed it horizontally in front of him.

A slender golden longsword appeared in front of Gu Hanyun. Gu Hanyun waved his right hand and the golden longsword immediately flew out.

“Boom!”

A wall not far from Han Shi’s residence was destroyed by Gu Hanyun’s sword strike. Gu Hanyun summoned the golden sword back in front of him and flicked it lightly. The golden sword immediately turned into specks of golden light and disappeared.

At this moment, Gu Hanyun raised his head to look at Wen Siniang. Wen Siniang’s face was ashen as she looked at the collapsed wall. She raised the two short knives in her hand and gnashed her teeth at Gu Hanyun. “Bastard, you can’t leave the humble mansion unless you compensate me for my wall today!”