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

Qiu Chengde smiled at his apprentice and said, "It has a name, the Staff of the Prince of Quan."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng reached out and held the wooden box, stroking the walking stick inside with one hand.

His fingers were gentle, as if caressing the person he loved most in the world, and his face showed extreme excitement.

The staff left behind by the King of Quan was recorded in the "Record of Five Turbid Treasures".

In ancient times, there was a peculiar family whose entire members cultivated the Way of Power. They built a city called Power City. This family had a long and distinguished history, producing many talented individuals. They took Power as their surname and left a significant mark on the history of the turbid world.

[For example, Quan Zhong, Quan Ji, Quan Hui, Quan Bangyan, Quan Deyu, and other outstanding figures were all renowned masters of the Quan Dao, standing at the pinnacle of their fields, like dazzling stars in the long river of history. Those who later studied the Quan Dao could only look up to them with awe and wonder.]

[The Quan family, having upheld the legacy of twenty-one generations, finally shone brightly under the twenty-second patriarch, Quan Qiji, the city's ruler. Due to the Quan family's overwhelming power, they swallowed up the territories of six surrounding cities, who then crowned them kings. Thus began the Quan family's glorious and powerful era.]

However, humanity's desire for power is insatiable. One either conquers power or is destroyed by it. Even after becoming king, the ruler is not satisfied; he desires greater power, greater authority, and to remain the eternal master of power.

He wants to conquer the world; he wants to live forever!

Therefore, the King of Power mobilized the entire nation to forge the Three Divine Artifacts of Power: the Scepter, the Imperial Seal, and the Throne. Individually, each piece is a sixth-realm artifact governed by the rules of Power, but when all three are combined, they form the true King of Power Artifact Set.

[With the forging of the three divine artifacts of Quan Dao, the Quan King unexpectedly died a violent death. His eldest son committed suicide, and his second son ascended the throne before his coffin. In less than twenty years, the Quan clan declined, the Quan Kingdom collapsed, and the once-prosperous Quan City mysteriously disappeared into the annals of history.]

The only legacy that can prove the existence of the King of Power is probably his three artifacts that govern the rules.

The staff of King Quan is one of the legacies of King Quan from ancient times.

[This item is a top-tier divine artifact of the Sixth Realm, unique in the world. It also possesses growth potential, automatically adapting to cultivators below the Sixth Realm. As the cultivator's realm advances, its power and wonders will automatically increase, and it can be used all the way up to the Sixth Realm.]

[It is said that when the three divine artifacts are combined, their wondrous uses are boundless, enabling one to control all living beings and dominate all things, thus becoming the supreme king of the Dao. They are the most coveted treasures of the Dao of Power for cultivators who study the rules of the Dao of Power.]

Unfortunately, the three divine artifacts of power and authority were long lost in the long river of history, leaving only legends about them and the King of Power. Whether they were truly as powerful and invincible as the legends suggest remains unknown.

"The Staff of the King of Power..." Zhou Qingfeng stroked the precious staff in front of him with fascination. Other treasures were at most icing on the cake for him, but the divine artifact of the power path rules undoubtedly hit his weak spot. Greed arose suddenly, and he could not suppress his desire to possess it.

If I obtain it, will I be crowned king, and will I be able to live forever...?

The power of the scepter had already subtly bewitched him, and a faint, mysterious whisper rang in Zhou Qingfeng's ear.

"Child, pick it up, and you will possess the greatest power."

“By taking it, you will be able to control all things and dominate all living beings. You will become the supreme king of power.”

"All the heavens and myriad realms, gods, immortals, Buddhas, and demons will submit to your feet."

"What are you still hesitating for? Pick it up, quick, pick it up, just pick it up."

"You are the supreme king of power."

"From this day forward, I will live forever, hold power forever, those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish."

"The world is in my hands; gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, humans, monsters, ghosts, and all living things in the world cannot defy my will!"

Mysterious, seductive voices echoed in my ears, like the whispers of an evil god.

Once Zhou Qingfeng truly loses his moral compass and takes up the scepter, he will likely become its slave in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Qingfeng slowly grasped the scepter left by the King of Quan. His obsessive eyes gradually cleared, and his expression calmed down. Then he let go of the scepter. He knew that it was the scepter's seduction and deception, as well as his own greed.

But so what? Zhou Qingfeng was able to face his greed squarely and control it, turning it into the driving force for his ascent to the top. Doing so was certainly like asking a tiger for its skin, extremely dangerous, and he could easily become a slave to his desires, falling into the abyss of desires and being shattered to pieces.

But it doesn't matter. Zhou Qingfeng knows when to advance and when to retreat, and he is determined. He is qualified to play the game of reason versus desire, and he can continue to play it. Manipulating his own desires is also a kind of fun and challenge in life.

"Congratulations, Master, on acquiring this treasure." Zhou Qingfeng decisively closed the wooden box, placed it on the stone table with both hands, and asked, "Where did this come from?"

Qiu Chengde smiled and said, "Fourth Brother, this is something I asked a friend to find. Does the Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect know about it?"

Zhou Qingfeng said, "I've heard of him. He's always stirring up trouble. He's been one of the most active people in the past few hundred years. Speaking of which, Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect is a well-known figure in the martial arts world. He first appeared in Storm City and publicly declared that he had joined the Renxin Sect. This crazy and suicidal act caused a manhunt throughout Storm City. Experts from both inside and outside the court came out to kill him, and they brought him to the brink of death, but they still couldn't kill him."

"I don't know what methods Ghost Eye Buddha used to escape safely."

"In truth, this person is a renowned evil cultivator with a great reputation."

"The disciple doesn't know exactly how strong he is."

Qiu Chengde put away the erhu, reached for the wooden box, and casually took out the ornate walking stick: "This is something I took from the Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect. It is a special gift I prepared for you to celebrate your ascent. I hope you will make the most of it and bravely climb to the top."

After saying this, Qiu Chengde tossed his cane to Zhou Qingfeng.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng quickly caught the cane, holding it with both hands, his face showing surprise and delight, but he still respectfully replied, "Master, this item is priceless and far too precious. Please take it back."

Qiu Chengde stroked his beard and smiled: "This item is worthy of you; it is its honor. There is no need to say more. I am giving it to you, so take it."

Zhou Qingfeng pursed his lips, then immediately knelt down on both knees, holding the cane, and respectfully kowtowed: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure upon me."

"Get up." Qiu Chengde bent down and reached out to help his disciple up, then patted the dust off his disciple's knees. "Your cultivation level is still low. When the opportunity arises, your master will prepare something better for you. You can make do with this divine artifact of the power and rules for now."

Zhou Qingfeng: "..."