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

Inside Sword Tower City, at the Yipin Restaurant.

Zhou Qingfeng came alone and took the initiative to explain his identity and purpose to the restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner said, "One table costs 180 yuan. How many tables do you want?"

Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the five floors of Yipinlou: "Fill it up, put as much as you can."

The restaurant owner stared blankly for a moment, then asked with delight, "Where are the guests? How many are there?"

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly: "There is no limit to the number of people. As long as someone brings a congratulatory gift, please invite them to take a seat."

"Let's set the date for three days from now. On the day I become an apprentice, I will host a banquet for everyone in the city."

"The more lively the day, the better. Ideally, the whole city should know that I, Zhou Qingfeng, have become Qiu Chengde's disciple."

The restaurant owner was stunned: "What? You want to host a banquet for the whole city?"

"Shopkeeper, is there a problem? I heard that your place is the biggest restaurant in Sword Tower."

Upon hearing this, the restaurant owner was unwilling to give up this big order. He immediately clapped his hands excitedly and said, "We can take it! We can take it! But the fee is not low. Based on a minimum of 10,000 tables, it will cost at least two million yuan."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Money is not a problem. Someone will come looking for you later."

"No problem, esteemed guest, please take care." The restaurant owner warmly saw him off to the door.

Zhou Qingfeng clasped his hands in a salute and smiled, "Shopkeeper, thank you for your trouble in organizing the apprenticeship banquet."

Becoming an apprentice is no small matter; it's not as simple as just having a cup of tea and kowtowing.

Such a perfunctory attitude is just trying to fool someone.

Not only did he have to hold a formal apprenticeship banquet, but he also had to make a huge show of it, with the most extravagant spectacles imaginable.

On the one hand, he took this opportunity to tell the world that he now had a master and was backed by Qiu Chengde, the chief steward. From now on, anyone who wanted to harm him would have to think twice about whether they could withstand Qiu Chengde's retaliation.

On the one hand, it also brings honor to Qiu Chengde, with the whole city coming to congratulate him. Who wouldn't be envious? This is a way to make his future master proud. If his master is happy, how could he treat him badly?

Why not do something that kills two birds with one stone?

Zhou Qingfeng rushed to the Night Patrol Bureau and waited outside the door, letting the servants at the door go in and call Jin Wei out.

With my current status, it's no longer convenient for me to enter or leave the Night Wanderer's Office.

After a short while, Jin Wei rushed out with his sword at the ready. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng, his face lit up with joy, and he clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate Jin Wei greets the Commander."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng nodded: "From now on, don't call me Commander anymore. I am no longer the Commander of the Night Patrol Division."

"Oh? Then how should I address you..."

Zhou Qingfeng said, "I forgot to tell you, I have now been promoted by the city lord to the position of council member."

Upon hearing this, Jin Wei was overjoyed: "Congratulations, Commander-in-Chief, you've risen from humble beginnings to great heights!"

The position of Councillor is a nominal one, with no real power, but its advantage lies in being able to discuss matters with the city lord and the core leadership. Every word spoken and every suggestion made can potentially influence the fate of the Sword Tower.

It can be said that every member of the council chamber was a key figure in assisting the lady in managing the Tower of Swords.

Therefore, outsiders usually respectfully address him as Assistant Commander.

For Jin Wei, a nominal position without any real power was a height he could never reach even if he struggled his whole life, a height that even the entire family couldn't reach no matter how hard they tried.

But that's not important. What's important is that I didn't follow the wrong person. The boss is getting more and more awesome, and I, as the underling, am rising in rank. I'm still able to do better and better, and the future looks promising.

Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand: "Alright, what's there to be excited about? Look how happy you are. I've asked you to do something for me. I'm going to hold a master-disciple ceremony banquet. Go to Yipinlou and keep an eye on things."

Upon hearing this, Jin Wei became even more motivated and cupped his hands, saying, "This subordinate knows what to do."

The boss told me to keep an eye on things, but that didn't just mean keeping an eye on things; he also told me to pay for the apprenticeship banquet. There was no need to spell it out; I knew exactly what he was doing.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction and was about to turn around and return to his residence.

Jin Wei smiled and pulled Zhou Qingfeng aside, then looked around before taking out a storage bag and handing it to him. This mysterious action piqued Zhou Qingfeng's curiosity.

"What's inside?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, already scanning the area with his consciousness. Then he exclaimed in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

Jin Wei chuckled and leaned closer to whisper, "Among the stolen goods of the Shui siblings, there were snake demon scales. I found a weapon refiner to forge a set of close-fitting inner armor for you. This inner armor is of the Turbid grade and can be worn under your clothes on a normal day, so it won't be noticeable."

Zhou Qingfeng's brows twitched rapidly a few times. Armor-type magical artifacts were extremely rare, exclusively supplied to the military.

He had specifically inquired beforehand, hoping to obtain a set of armor-type magical artifacts.

They either spend a fortune to hire a weapon refiner to forge it, or it's passed down through generations of a family.

Even the lowest-grade armor cannot be bought with money.

Because armor can protect you, imagine fighting against a cultivator of the same level. You don't even need to dodge; you can rely on your armor and magical artifacts to withstand the damage. You can just keep casting spells and attacking, while your opponent can only dodge, afraid of being hit.

After a fierce battle, the armored cultivator would have been the clear victor.

"Great! I've always wanted to get a suit of armor but never had the chance. I didn't expect you to get it for me." Zhou Qingfeng praised Jin Wei with a smile in his eyes.

Jin Wei chuckled: "I heard you wanted armor before."

Zhou Qingfeng patted Jin Wei's arm with satisfaction: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Jin Wei cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll get back to work."

Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Jin Wei ran happily toward Yipinlou, full of hope for the future. He was sure that his boss would be pleased with his flattery and would think of him when the opportunity arose. Hahaha.

Zhou Qingfeng returned to his residence and moved into the servants' courtyard. Wearing his inner armor, he felt a great sense of security. He was now fully armed, and his chances of winning against cultivators of the same level would be at least 70%.

As for the remaining 30%, that depends on fate.

However, he can cast a divination to inquire about good or bad fortune and avoid misfortune, thus allowing him to determine the remaining 30% of fate.

In other words, destiny is in my hands, how can I lose?

"Let's take advantage of these three days of free time to start practicing physical techniques." Zhou Qingfeng put aside his distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged on the futon, and opened the Thunderfire Refining Hall, which ranked first among the turbid-level physical techniques.

[Thunderfire Refining Hall, the Number One Turbid Body Under Heaven.]

[My body, like thunderbolts, shatters all laws; karmic fire engulfs me, burning away the evil world.]

[To cultivate this physical technique, you must know what turbid thunder is and what karmic fire is.]

[Turbid thunder: Thunder is inherently extremely yang and powerful, but when thunderclouds appear, it is instantly corrupted by boiling turbid air, transforming from yang and powerful thunder into yin and evil thunder.]

Karmic fire, also known as hellfire, specifically burns those burdened by countless sins.

What you must consume is the karmic fire, absorbing all the sins within it.

[By consuming the turbid thunder of heaven and the karmic fire of earth, the physical body was tempered 99,999 times, fusing it with the turbid thunder and karmic fire, thus forging the innate divine power: the Body of Myriad Karmic Impurities.]

[Once the Myriad Karmic Body is mastered, every punch and kick carries the power of turbid lightning, capable of shattering enemy spells. In battle, even a slight touch from an enemy will result in them being engulfed in your karmic fire and burned alive, their flames never to be extinguished.]

Zhou Qingfeng fell silent after reading it. He scratched his head in confusion, looked at the manual repeatedly to make sure he wasn't mistaken, and couldn't help but hiss: "Strange, is this a martial arts manual? Are you sure it's not a suicide manual?"

"What was the mental state of the cultivator who wrote this manual at the time?"