Early in the morning, the dense fog condensed in the entire Chaohui Manor without dissipating.

One could vaguely see that the doors of the Morning Radiance Manor were tightly shut, and white flags were hanging on the rooftops outside. One could tell that they were paying their respects to the dead at a glance.

So who died?

I believe many people have already guessed it. That’s right! It was Vincent Kong Qiuni.

Chaohui Prefecture was Wensheng’s hometown, and directly opposite its government was Wensheng Temple.

This temple was usually filled with incense and incense, and there were endless visitors from both local and foreign places. However, just as Kong Qiuni was killed by Jiang Feng, the Temple collapsed without warning.

At the same time, the Soul Loss Bell in the Confucius Mansion also rang.

A total of nine sounds rang out, and the entire Chaohui Manor could hear them clearly. Even for the deaf, the sound of the bell could be heard in their minds.

All of this revealed the fact that Saint Kong Qiuni was already dead.

Even though the Confucius Manor did not say anything, the 66 disciples of the Kong Qiuni Sect did not say anything.

However, the commoners from the Kong Clan to the Chaohui Manor also spontaneously hung up white flags.

When Jiang Feng stepped into the Chaohui Mansion, he muttered to himself when he saw the white banners of every household in the dense fog of the city for a long time.

“Obedient, could it be that the Chaohui Manor has been slaughtered? No, it doesn’t look like it.”

Jiang Feng had already guessed that this matter had something to do with Kong Qiuni’s death. However, he did not care too much in his heart. In Jiang Feng’s opinion, the storm should only begin after he officially entered the Kong Clan and publicly announced Kong Qiuni’s death.

Clearly, Jiang Feng had made things simple.

The Wen Sheng Temple in Kong Qiuni had already collapsed. Naturally, all the disciples of Confucianism were waiting to confirm Kong Qiuni’s life and death status. The saint disciple Kong Qiuni, who had entered Void Seven Stars Palace with Ye Ye, was naturally the one who understood the matter the best.

Therefore, not even half an incense stick of time had passed since Jiang Feng walked through the empty Chaohui Manor. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from all directions.

Jiang Feng knew that this voice was coming for him. He stood there and waited. As expected, Lu Ziyuan, Min Qian, Uncle Ran Gengbo, and the other disciples of the Sages had gathered from all directions.

Of course, behind them was a large group of disciples of the Confucian Sect.

Jiang Feng did not belong to any of Lu Ziyuan’s factions. In addition, he had only just entered the sect for a short period of time, so it could be said that he did not have any foundation in Confucianism.

Therefore, when Lu Ziyuan and the others saw Jiang Feng, their attitude was extremely impolite. They brought people over aggressively to surround Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stood there calmly. He glanced at Lu Ziyuan and the others and said leisurely, “Senior Brothers, are you so free? I’m truly flattered to hear that you’ve come to welcome me with you.”

“Ye Ye, stop talking nonsense here. Where’s Master? How is his old man?” As the eldest senior brother, Lu Ziyuan naturally asked first.

Jiang Feng’s expression immediately darkened when he heard Lu Ziyuan’s question. Before he returned to Chaohui Manor, he had practiced this expression several hundred times in advance, so it was very natural for him to do it now.

“Master … Master is dead …”

Jiang Feng’s eyes immediately turned red when he said the word “dead”. Lu Ziyuan and the others immediately took two steps back when they heard that Kong Qiuni was dead.

“What? Master … Master is dead?” Lu Ziyuan muttered to himself in a daze. Suddenly, Lu Ziyuan looked at Jiang Feng and shouted, “Impossible! Master is ranked third amongst the Hundred Saints. You have returned alive. How could Master die?”

Jiang Feng had long expected Lu Ziyuan to ask this question. He immediately cried out in a sobbing voice, “That day, there was a great change in Void Seven Stars Palace. The entire palace was shaking like the end of the world.”

“Master used all of her strength to send me out of the Void Seven Stars Palace. Before she left, she shouted to me, ‘Ye Ye, the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism is taught to you. I hope that you can inherit the position of Sect Leader and carry forward the Sect of Confucianism.”

“Master! Master! Disciple Ye Ye will definitely inherit your will and do his best to carry forward the Confucian School. Master, rest in peace, rest in peace!” Jiang Feng shouted excitedly as he looked up at the sky.

“Ye Ye, fart!” Among Kong Qiuni’s disciples, Zhan Ziyu, who was ranked nineteenth, stood out and shouted loudly.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly as he looked at Zhan Ziyu. Zhan Ziyu said with righteous indignation, “How did Master teach you the position of Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect? You’ve only just entered the sect for less than a month, and it’s not your turn to judge seniority, is it?”

“That’s right! That’s impossible. How could Master casually pass on the position of Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect to you?” Du Baili, who was ranked 38th among the disciples of the Sage, said.

As Zhan Ziyu and Du Baili shouted, the remaining 60 disciples also shouted “Impossible”.

Jiang Feng glanced at the noisy crowd and directly took out the Confucian Sect’s Supreme Saint Token from his Universe Cleansing Cauldron.

Jiang Feng raised the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism high up and shouted loudly, “The Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism passed down by Master is here. Which of you dares to object to Master’s will?”

The power of the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism was indeed not small. The moment Jiang Feng lit it up, all the disciples of Confucianism standing behind Lu Ziyuan and the others knelt on the ground.

Right now, only Jiang Feng and his 67 Sage disciples were left standing on the streets. For example, Zhan Ziyu and Du Baili, who were the first to jump out, were actually fine. After all, who would be the Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect did not have much influence on them.

However, Lu Ziyuan, Min Qian, and Uncle Ran Geng were different. After all, they were the nine great masters of Confucianism, and each of them had their own literary and Taoist schools.

Logically speaking, if Kong Qiuni died, then the candidate to inherit the position of Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect should be chosen from among the nine of them.

Now that Jiang Feng had come out and said that he wanted to be the head of the Confucian Sect, how could the nine of them accept their fate willingly?

The thoughts of Lu Ziyuan and the others were very clear to each other. The nine of them secretly exchanged glances. Suddenly, Uncle Ran Geng stood up first and shouted at Jiang Feng, “Ye Ye! Don’t think that you can become the head of the Confucian Sect with the Supreme Saint Token. Now that Master has encountered misfortune, everything is your one-sided statement.”

You said that before your master died, he gave you the most sacred decree of Confucianism, and even instructed you to be the sect leader of Confucianism.

These words were full of holes and doubts. And I suspect that you plotted against Master in the Void Seven Star Palace, and then walked out of Void Seven Stars Palace alone to fabricate these lies! ”

Uncle Ran Gengbo’s words caused Jiang Feng’s eyes to be wide open. Obediently … was this fellow a detective Conan? He actually solved the case in a few words.

However, the truth was the truth. Whether Jiang Fengcheng would admit it or not was another matter.

With the ability to pretend to be stupid and stunned, our Jiang Fraud is definitely a Highgod Realm cultivator.

“Wow! What’s wrong with adding sin? The saints’ disciples are now framing people with such low standards. Are they so brainless?”

Master was ranked in the top three amongst the Hundred Saints. Other than Master, there were also Dharma Saint Shang Wei Yang, Military Saint Sun Bing Wu in Void Seven Stars Palace.

“Then according to Third Senior Brother’s logic, I killed both the Dharma Saint and the Soldier Saint, right?”

“Ye Ye you” Uncle Ran Geng was bitterly cursed by Jiang Feng, but how would Uncle Ran Geng know that Jiang Feng was telling the truth just now? Kong Qiuni, Shang Weiyang, and Sun Bingwu were originally killed by him.

“Alright, stop arguing! I think the most urgent matter at hand should be the funeral of Master first, and then all the disciples of the Confucian Sect will jointly elect a person of high moral standing as the new Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect.

“As for Ye Ye, you must hand over the Supreme Saint Token of the Confucianism Sect right now!”

In the end, Lu Ziyuan put on the airs of his eldest senior brother and directly struck a final blow in front of everyone.

At the same time, Lu Ziyuan’s words were acknowledged by Min Qian, Uncle Ran Geng, and the other disciples of the Sages. They looked at Jiang Feng and said, “Ye Ye, hand over the Supreme Saint Token of the Confucian Sect!”

Jiang Feng’s face no longer had the slightest hint of a playful smile. His expression gradually turned cold, and his pair of heroic eyes slowly narrowed.

“What if I don’t?” Jiang Feng asked word for word.

“If you don’t hand it over, then don’t blame us senior brothers for ignoring the friendship between fellow disciples!”

As soon as Lu Ziyuan said those words, the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Jiang Feng looked at Lu Ziyuan and smiled. He first put the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism into his Universe Cleansing Cauldron. Jiang Feng placed his left hand behind his back and his right hand in front of him, “Since Eldest Senior Brother has said this, then don’t worry about fellow disciples. You can go together!”

Jiang Feng’s reaction caused Lu Ziyuan and the others to be stunned. Obviously, none of them had expected Jiang Feng to maintain such a tough attitude under such a situation.

Could it be that this person was so arrogant that he thought that he could defend against the 66 disciples of the Sages by himself?

Lu Ziyuan looked at Jiang Feng and nodded slightly, “Alright, since Ye Ye’s attitude is so arrogant, then it’s time for us senior brothers to teach you the rules.”

As soon as Lu Ziyuan finished speaking, everyone on the scene immediately retreated and then spread out to surround Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng glanced at the crowd and sneered. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, his face filled with pride, as if he didn’t care about the heroes of the world.

“The disciples of the Confucian Sect obey my orders!”

“Disciple is here!”

All the disciples of the Confucian Sect answered in unison, their voices in unison, and their auras were extraordinary.

“Take down Ye Ye!”

The essence of Saint Essence in the air began to gather and divert as Lu Ziyuan and the others prepared to attack. At this moment, the sounds of horses’ hooves rang out, and Kong Huangfei’s crisp and cold voice came from afar.

“Kong Clan disciple Kong Ziyou supports Ye Ye Wenzu in inheriting the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism. Anyone who dares to harm Ye Zu, kill him!”

“The prince of the Heavenly Dynasty, Jiang Longji, supports Ye Yewen Zu in inheriting the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism. Anyone who dares to harm Ye Zu, kill him!”

Imperial Concubine Kong, Jiang Longji, and even Prince An all brought an army over.

Lu Ziyuan and the others were stunned, because they never dreamed that Kong Huangfei and the others would actually get involved in this matter.