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

"Uh..." Zhou Qingfeng lay on the bed, not knowing how long he had been asleep. Before his consciousness disappeared, he only remembered that he had successfully controlled the Word Demon Spirit and finally mastered the False Word Transformation Technique. Now that he had woken up, he immediately examined his own condition internally.

A moment later, Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He had indeed mastered the Demon Spirit of Words and successfully achieved symbiosis with it. The Demon Spirit of Words had replaced his spine, and unless he died, it would be impossible for the Demon Spirit of Words to break free.

From then on, every time the False Words Transform into True Form technique was released, some of the magical power would be absorbed by the Word Demon Spirit. After all, even if the Word Demon Spirit wanted to exert its wondrous power, it needed energy to support it. This energy could not be generated out of thin air, so it could only be obtained from the host.

Zhou Qingfeng rolled out of bed, stretched, and glanced back at the spine on the bed. It was his own spine. After a moment's thought, he put his own spine into his holy ring for safekeeping. It was a rare evil-grade material, and he figured it would come in handy someday.

After taking a quick shower to wash away the blood and grime, and changing into a clean and sharp black and red outfit, Zhou Qingfeng finally ended his brief seclusion.

"Congratulations on your completion of seclusion, young master." Jin Wei, who had been waiting at the door, greeted him with a clasped fist salute.

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Everything went smoothly. How about Third Sister and Mr. Liao?"

Jin Wei clasped his hands in response: "Mr. Liao went out to buy today's ingredients. The Third Miss is still embroidering that dress. These days, the Third Miss said she was guarding Xu Xiaoqiu's grave, but in reality, she didn't dare to visit the grave at all. She kept making excuses to delay. Perhaps she couldn't accept it in her heart and dared not face Xu Xiaoqiu's death. So she said she would finish embroidering a dress for Xu Xiaoqiu and burn it for him, and then go to the grave to pay her respects."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng frowned repeatedly. He did not want First Red Leaf to waste her life because of a dead person. No matter how much they loved each other, the person was already dead, so they should let go and start a new life. Being trapped in the past is not good for anyone.

First Red Leaf is the next city lord of Sword Tower, the future city lord of Sword Tower and the head of the First Family. How could he be preoccupied with personal feelings and be troubled by love?

Given First Red Leaf's current state, if the future of Sword Tower City were handed over to First Red Leaf, it would inevitably decline rapidly.

If the Sword Tower collapses, no one will be spared, and Zhou Qingfeng will also be unable to escape death.

This concerns his life, fortune, and future. For both public and private reasons, Zhou Qingfeng must help First Red Leaf overcome this hurdle.

Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll go see Third Sister."

After saying that, he walked towards the master bedroom of the house, knocked on the door, and called out, "Third Sister, it's me."

"Enter."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng stepped inside and looked around. He saw First Red Leaf dressed in a white dress, with a plain face and a bright red divine fire mark on her forehead. She was dressed elegantly and was embroidering a new dress with her head down. She looked like a lady from a noble family, charming and beautiful.

But that was just a very deceptive appearance. When the real First Red Leaf went berserk, even the old shackles could not suppress her surging power. Zhou Qingfeng had seen it before. She was simply a demon incarnate, with demonic flames raging everywhere. She was completely like a devil king.

First Red Leaf glanced at me sideways, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "You've changed."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly, raised his hand and twirled around: "Third Sister, how have I changed?"

First Red Leaf's eyebrows were filled with a hint of doubt, and her dark pupils suddenly burst with demonic flames as she scanned Zhou Qingfeng up and down several times: "It's strange, how did your spine change? No, where is your spine? That's not your spine, hiss... what is that thing?"

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Sis, this is a secret, I can't tell you."

It's normal that First Red Leaf can't recognize it. The Word Demon Spirit is a rare material that has appeared only once in history. Few people have ever encountered it, and probably even fewer know what it looks like. Even if First Red Leaf can see the abnormality in the spine, he still can't figure out exactly what it is.

Upon hearing this, First Red Leaf chuckled and shook her head: "Little brat, you still have secrets? Fine, then I won't ask."

"Sister, may I sit down?"

"Sit wherever you like, make yourself at home."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Zhou Qingfeng walked to the tea table next to him, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and prepared to find a suitable opportunity to speak. So he made conversation, hoping to bring up the topic he wanted to talk about: "Sister, this house is nice."

First Red Leaf lowered her head and embroidered the clothes: "Well, this is your third brother-in-law's house. Since he died, no one has cleaned it. When I came here, it was almost abandoned and drafty. So I renovated the house. Now it's barely habitable."

Zhou Qingfeng's eyes darted left and right, and he said calmly, "I've never met my third brother-in-law before he passed away, which is a great pity. I want to pay my respects to him in person. Would you like to take me there, third sister? We can go and sweep his grave together."

Upon hearing this, First Red Leaf paused in her work, looked up at Zhou Qingfeng with a calm expression, and said, "If you want to go and pay your respects, then let Liao Huaizhen take you there. I'm currently embroidering new clothes for your third brother-in-law, so I really don't have any free time."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Third Sister, take me with you. We can embroider another piece of clothing when we get back. It won't make a difference if we wait a little longer. Besides, I plan to leave Wangyou Town tomorrow. If we miss today, who knows when we'll get another chance?"

First Red Leaf silently put down her clothes and looked at me directly, saying, "Fourth Brother, there's something more to what you're saying. You might as well speak frankly."

Zhou Qingfeng licked his lips and said, "Third Sister, it's just the two of us here. We're family, so I won't beat around the bush. I just want you to be well. Only when you're well can I be well, and only then can we all be well. Do you understand, Third Sister?"

First Red Leaf said calmly, "Fourth brother, I have no intention of succeeding to the position of city lord, nor do I want to live in a world of intrigue and power struggles every day. Whether you are eldest brother, second brother, or you, if you like the position of young city lord, then take it."

Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly: "Third sister, you can't say that. You are the rightful heir of the Sword Tower. How could I dare to covet the position of young city lord? I just hope that you can face reality as soon as possible instead of being trapped in the memories of the past and wasting your life. I know it's useless to say these things, but I still have to say them. Just think of it as me thinking of myself. I hope you can get out of this and shoulder your mission and responsibility."

Upon hearing this, the first red leaf remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng changed the subject: "Alright, let's put that aside. Don't you want to see your third brother-in-law? He's been waiting for you under the maple tree outside town, year after year. He has a brain disease and has lost all his memories, but he still remembers your name. Before he died, all he wanted was to see you one last time. But you've come, yet you're hesitating. Are you going to make him wait endlessly? Can you bear it?"

These words were practically a direct insult to First Red Leaf, calling her a selfish and heartless woman.

First Red Leaf was immediately taken aback by what she had said. Her eyes reddened and filled with tears. She stood up and shouted, "Shut up!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng was startled and instinctively took a half step back, afraid that his older sister would get angry and beat him up.

First Red Leaf stared intently at Zhou Qingfeng, her red, tearful eyes shimmering with tears. She stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's face, and twisted it, gritting her teeth as she said, "You little bastard, what you're saying is really infuriating! It's driving me crazy! But what you said makes sense, I really should go see him."