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

There's a reason why this book, "Unofficial History and Secret Records," became a banned book. It records almost all secrets that can't be found through normal channels, and most of the content is quite wild. It's unclear whether the novelist who wrote the book intentionally fabricated it or simply stated the facts.

Anyway, this book offended quite a few people, some of whom are still alive.

If people find out his real identity, he'll definitely be killed.

Even if it's not true, his fabrication is incredibly audacious.

The dignified Ancestor of the Overturning Sea, a renowned cultivator and the founder of the Water Control Sect, actually had such a disgraceful background. If the contents recorded in unofficial histories and secret records are confirmed, the reputation of Ancestor of the Overturning Sea will be ruined.

Of course, unofficial histories and anecdotes are not very credible, after all, they are unofficial histories, they may not be true enough, but they are certainly unofficial enough.

Zhou Qingfeng often takes this book to read. Even if he has read it once, he will take it out again and read it repeatedly because some of the content is really interesting and worth reading repeatedly. Each time he reads it, he can also appreciate some different meanings. It is very readable.

With his thoughts flowing back to the main point, Zhou Qingfeng made a mental effort, and the scene inside the training room was completely transformed.

The once empty room was instantly transformed into a vast and boundless ocean world.

The surging sea stretched to the horizon, its surface shimmering and waves crashing; in the distance, several isolated islands appeared and disappeared, their surfaces lush with greenery and teeming with life. In the middle of the sea, a platform immediately appeared on the water, wherever his thoughts led.

Seabirds circled in the air, occasionally swooping down to catch their prey, while dolphins leaped out of the water, creating ripples.

The thick, turbid air in this space flowed slowly according to Zhou Qingfeng's will, and the malevolent energy separated from it and gathered around him.

Zhou Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the platform, quietly observing the ebb and flow of the tide. He concentrated his mind and cleared his mind of distractions. With a flick of his sleeve, he took out the evil-grade pills he had prepared for this cultivation. These pills were different from those he had used before; they were high-quality pills.

Only through a hundred refinements can a pill be considered a premium product. A single ordinary evil-grade pill can only increase one qian of mana. A professional alchemist refines it a hundred times, integrating the medicinal power of one hundred ordinary evil-grade pills into one pill, thus increasing cultivation by one hundred qian at once. Only then can it be called a premium pill.

Such pills are often many times more expensive than a regular high-grade pill.

Because the medicine is more potent and easier to absorb, it increases the efficiency of cultivation.

As a result, the price of a high-quality elixir naturally rises.

Yes, they're selling by the piece, not by the bottle anymore.

The price of a single premium-grade evil pill is ten million, which is outrageously expensive.

If you buy a bottle of 30 capsules as a package, the price is 300 million, but with a 98% discount, you can get it for 280 million.

Selling high-quality pills is no longer just about profiting from ordinary cultivators.

Instead, it's specifically designed to prey on the wealthy. To put it bluntly, it's like fattening a pig to slaughter it; this is what you use to slaughter a fat pig. Some people have a lot of money, so you just target those kinds of people to fleece. Anyway, one or two hundred million is just a drop in the ocean for these people; they don't really care.

As the fourth young master, Zhou Qingfeng only needed to pay the internal cost price when purchasing from the first alchemy workshop. He couldn't let the first family lose money, so he paid the amount due, since he wasn't short of money.

He concentrated and held his breath, his fingers gently scattering the finest pills into his palm like stars.

This is the 'Hundred Refined Heart-Piercing Fiend Pill'. Its medicinal effect is a hundred times stronger than that of the ordinary Heart-Piercing Fiend Pill, and its absorption efficiency is also a hundred times higher, which can achieve the effect of rapidly improving cultivation. He stared at the pill in his palm for a long time, took a deep breath, and then swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and streams of pure medicinal power permeated the body's meridians, beginning to circulate quietly within.

At the same time, he used his magic power to refine the medicinal power, merging it with his own magic power to increase its strength; on the other hand, he formed the Devouring Turbidity Hand Seal to absorb the malevolent energy from the outside world and refine it into magic power.

At this moment, the malevolent aura surrounding him was exceptionally strong.

Its intensity has reached ten times that of the outside world. Taking advantage of this unique environment, Zhou Qingfeng absorbed this fierce energy like a whale drinking water, using the Devouring Turbidity Hand Seal, and refined it into magic power, integrating it into his own body.

With this dual focus and simultaneous approach, Zhou Qingfeng's cultivation process was like having a cheat code activated.

His magical power surged wildly, the power of the elixir and the malevolent energy mingling and surging within his body, forming a powerful cycle of enhancement.

His aura gradually rose, and his body was surrounded by flashing blue light, as if an invisible force was constantly gathering and growing stronger, indicating that his magical power was increasing rapidly. This speed of cultivation was like cheating, which was simply amazing.

Cultivation knows no time; year after year passes in the blink of an eye, and one's magical power continues to rise.

300,000 coins of magic power... 350,000 coins of magic power... 400,000 coins of magic power... 450,000 coins of magic power... 500,000 coins of magic power.

Time flew by and it came to January 9th, 1101, the year of Emperor Gengshi.

During this period, two particularly important things happened.

One matter concerned the progress of the resistance support plan, and Jin Wei specifically contacted Zhou Qingfeng using his communication bracelet.

"The Northern Allied Forces suffered a major defeat. Fan Li and Cai Guozhong each took the initiative to attack, advancing their troops to the east and west, and breaking through the enemy's fortified defenses. The Northern Allied Forces are retreating steadily, and our side is gradually taking over the entire no-man's-land."

This is great news for Zhou Qingfeng, because he promised to take over the unclaimed land within eight years. Now, with only a few months left in the eight years, he has already achieved his strategic goal. This is a great achievement and a cause for celebration.

However, he still needs his subordinates to be reliable. Otherwise, how could he have peacefully secluded himself in the White Bone Foundation Building Tower for eight years? Right now, everything is proceeding according to plan, so Zhou Qingfeng doesn't need to interfere too much and should delegate authority to his subordinates.

After all, those who achieve great things must know how to hold power and also how to delegate it. If one only clings to power, one's business will not grow, because one will have to worry about everything. How can one grow a business? Delegating power will weaken one's control over power, but it is a necessary process to achieve great things. One only needs to control one's subordinates and ensure that the power delegated can be taken back.

Another matter is the Dragon Bone Scripture. This treasure had almost been forgotten by Zhou Qingfeng in his Holy Ring. However, just seven days ago, in the afternoon, the Dragon Bone Scripture suddenly showed signs of movement and actually escaped from the Holy Ring, floating in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

The Dragon Bone Scripture unfolded slowly like the Qingming Scroll, revealing a line of text.

[Dear passengers, please note that on January 1st, 1103 AD, the Echoing Dragon will descend upon Sword Tower City. All 1 passengers of the Devouring Fiend Realm who possess the Dragon Bone Scripture are requested to board the Echoing Dragon on time and accompany it on its journey along the Ancient Path of the Gods. A friendly reminder: this journey occurs only once every thousand years, so please do not miss it!]