Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

The meal lasted until midnight. When the dinner ended, the city was still brightly lit and bustling. It was not any quieter because of the night. For some of the people who made a living in the Sword Tower, the nightlife was just beginning.

Zhou Qingfeng helped the drunk Qiu Chengde into the carriage and personally escorted him back to the city lord's mansion. The coachman drove the carriage slowly, and Zhou Qingfeng took good care of Qiu Chengde inside.

When the carriage arrived at the city lord's mansion, Zhou Qingfeng carried Qiu Chengde back to the independent courtyard, placed Qiu Chengde on the bed, took off his outer clothes and shoes, covered Qiu Chengde with a quilt, poured a cup of cold tea and placed it near the bedside, and finally filled the kettle on the tea table with cold tea before leaving the room.

Outside the room, two servants stood on either side of the door, waiting for orders.

Zhou Qingfeng closed the door, glanced at them, and casually tossed out two strings of Buddhist coins: "You two will guard the door tonight. My master drank heavily tonight and will definitely be feeling unwell. Please take good care of him."

The two servants each received a string of magic coins, each string containing a thousand coins. This amount of money was a great deal for servants. After receiving their reward, the two servants hurriedly clasped their hands in a salute and said, "Yes, sir. Thank you for your reward, Fourth Young Master."

Zhou Qingfeng hummed in agreement, then walked slowly towards the outside of the City Lord's Mansion with his hands behind his back.

The next morning, Zhou Qingfeng got up very early, first went to pay his respects to the First Lady as usual, had breakfast with her, and then went to see his master Qiu Chengde, bringing him a hangover soup.

Qiu Chengde was having breakfast when he saw Zhou Qingfeng come to visit so early in the morning. He was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Why did you come here, Fourth Brother? Please sit down. Someone, bring another pair of chopsticks."

After Zhou Qingfeng sat down, he took out the hangover soup and placed it on the table: "No need, Master. I went to pay my respects to my mother before coming here and have already had breakfast. I brought you this hangover soup specially. Drink it quickly. I saw that you were so drunk yesterday that you were unconscious. You must still have a headache and feel nauseous today."

As he spoke, Zhou Qingfeng served soup to his master, Qiu Chengde, and placed it in front of him.

Seeing this, Qiu Chengde felt a warmth in his heart, picked up the soup, took a sip, and smiled slightly: "Yes, that's thoughtful."

Zhou Qingfeng respectfully replied, "Respecting my master is simply my duty as a disciple."

Qiu Chengde was very pleased with Zhou Qingfeng's respectful demeanor. He had already heard from the servants about Zhou Qingfeng's meticulous care last night. When he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, there was tea prepared by his bedside. All these actions showed his disciple's filial piety and thoughtfulness. Qiu Chengde felt more and more that he had not made a mistake in taking on a disciple.

"Now that you're here, let me tell you some good news first."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng asked in confusion, "Good news?"

Qiu Chengde smiled and said, "I originally wanted to tell you after I finished things, as a gift for you to reach the Poisonous Realm, but it's fine to tell you now, and it will give you more motivation to cultivate."

“I intervened last night to mediate, and Pei Wanqian owes me a huge favor.”

"To repay this favor, I have sent Pei Wanqian to the Land of No Man's Land to find Ghost Eye Buddha to retrieve for you an ancient artifact of the Dao of Authority, the Staff of the King of Authority. With this artifact by your side, your future cultivation of the Dao of Authority will be twice as effective. Moreover, this artifact of the Dao of Authority is an extremely rare artifact with growth potential."

Zhou Qingfeng was shocked upon hearing this.

Divine artifacts are items that only cultivators specializing in the three categories of Poison, Appetite, and Injury can wield, because these items contain the rules of heaven and earth and can thus be called divine artifacts.

Magical artifacts are low-level items used by low-level cultivators in the first three stages of eating turbidity, eating disaster, and eating evil.

Moreover, most of the magical artifacts, divine artifacts, array plates, talismans, spells, and supernatural powers do not actually have room for growth. Those that do have room for growth are extremely rare.

This ancient artifact, a relic of growth potential, is extremely rare. With this relic of the King of Power by your side, you can avoid the hassle of frequently changing your main battle artifact when you reach the Poisonous Realm.

As far as Zhou Qingfeng knew, the Prince Quan's Staff was a rare treasure that ranked highly in the Five Turbid Treasure Appraisal Record.

Any item associated with the word "growth" will generally see its market price increase tenfold or more.

If it's also associated with the phrase "ancient relic," the market price would increase more than tenfold.

The staff left by the King of Quan is the only one of its kind in this turbid world, and its exact value is impossible to calculate.

However, the only certainty is that this artifact may not be available for purchase even with money, because the owner of the artifact will not sell it, and even if they were willing to sell, there are many collectors willing to pay high prices to acquire it for their collections, so it would not be their turn.

Zhou Qingfeng looked grateful, stood up, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you, Master."

Qiu Chengde nodded slightly and instructed, "Cultivate diligently. If you have any questions about cultivation, come and ask me directly. Tell me what you are missing or lacking, and I will find a way to get it for you. Don't be afraid of causing me trouble."

"I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm only afraid that you won't bother me, do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng bowed deeply and said, "Disciple understands."

Qiu Chengde smiled and gestured for Zhou Qingfeng to sit down, then said, "It's been some time since you came out of seclusion. Have you decided what techniques or supernatural abilities you want to cultivate in the Devouring Fiend Realm? Do you need me to give you some guidance?"

Zhou Qingfeng humbly asked, "Master, I am currently studying some techniques and supernatural abilities related to the rules of power, but I have not yet started practicing them. I am waiting to enter the Scripture Pavilion again to choose a cultivation manual that I like."

After pondering for a moment, Qiu Chengde said, "I have a rare ancient secret technique here, but it is not included in the top 100 of the evil-level techniques. This technique is very powerful, but it has a fatal flaw. Do you want to learn it?"

Zhou Qingfeng asked curiously, "What kind of magic is this? Is it even stronger than the Great Sage Who Devours Thieves?"

Qiu Chengde stroked his beard and smiled: "The Great Sage Who Devours Thieves was created by the Demon Lord of the Unfettered Path. The physical techniques he created are top-notch at any stage, even stronger than the Great Sage Who Devours Thieves. I dare not say that."

"But I dare say that this ancient secret technique is absolutely suitable for the path you will take in the future."

After saying this, Qiu Chengde looked at his disciple's curious and anxious expression and couldn't help but laugh. He decided not to keep him in suspense any longer and said directly, "This ancient secret technique is called the Technique of Deceptive Words Transforming into True Form."

"The strength of this technique lies in the fact that as long as someone can understand you, they must unconditionally obey whatever you say. However, it does not perfectly match the power rules you will need to cultivate when you reach the Poisonous Realm. Once you reach the Poisonous Realm, you only need to incorporate the power rules when casting the technique to perfectly advance it from the Fiend level to the Poison level."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and he decisively said, "Master, I want to learn this!"

Qiu Chengde smiled and said, "Don't rush, let me finish. The 'False Words to True Form' technique has a fatal flaw that no one knows about. That is, the technique is completely ineffective against people who cannot understand what you are saying. In other words, even if it is a weak mortal, as long as there is a communication barrier between you and the other person, you cannot control them with words. Do you still want to learn it?"

Zhou Qingfeng: "..."

Qiu Chengde was not in a hurry. He slowly ate his breakfast and enjoyed the hangover soup his disciple had brought. He gave his disciple plenty of time to make a choice: whether to wait to enter the first library to choose those top-level secret manuals or to cultivate ancient secret techniques. He believed that with his disciple's wisdom and character, he would make a decision soon.