My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to become a vulgar martial artist.

Description

Liangjiang County.
Inside the Confucian and Taoist College.
A certain great scholar looked at the many students who were making a mess and shouted angrily:
"What is there to be proud of? Have you read all the books of sages?!"
"Zeng Anmin, a great man, is still sitting in his seat and concentrating on studying. What about you?!"
All the students immediately fell silent.
The scholar said coldly:
"The rankings for this college examination have been decided."
"Zeng Anmin's test paper won the title of "My Father, the Governor" of the three counties."
"Ask more people for advice!"
The scene became extremely quiet for a moment.
Everyone looked at Zeng Anmin.
The eyes are strange and ambiguous.
Zeng Anmin had no time to pay attention to them.
He was completely immersed in his golden finger panel at this time.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the plug-in:
(Lingcai) High-end power: Your combat power is always one level higher than the martial arts realm.
(Lingcai) Ancestral Dragon Contract: Consume your lifespan to improve your martial arts realm.
(Prismatic) Artifact Forging Furnace: Obtain a martial arts artifact every eighty years, and obtain one immediately.
(Gold) Warrior's Heart: For every one foot away from the target, your martial arts aura becomes 9% more powerful.
"Brother, my father is a Confucian sage, why do you insist on letting me be such a vulgar martial artist??!"