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

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to consult Butler Qiu, but then changed his mind and gave up.

Since Steward Qiu only imparted the secret manuals of magic and let everyone learn the magic on their own, it was obvious that he was intentionally testing everyone's comprehension and aptitude. Asking questions now would only annoy them and leave them with the impression of being stupid as pigs.

Forget it, if there are difficulties, I'll overcome them myself.

Zhou Qingfeng frowned and pondered deeply, repeatedly reading the manual of spells and techniques, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.

"The spell manual doesn't specify how large the Heart Monkey needs to be cultivated, does it?!"

"With the current level of magical power, it is far from enough to shape the Fighting Monkey into a normal-sized body."

"But what if we shrink it a thousand times?"

"It seems like it's worth a try." Zhou Qingfeng's eyes gradually brightened, and he immediately took action once he had an idea.

Before long, the Mind Monkey had taken shape, but at this time it was still a tangible but intangible ball of rage. It needed to be infused with magical power to be shaped before it could be refined into a Mind Monkey.

Zhou Qingfeng controlled the infusion of magical power, and as expected, the Mind Monkey was already formed with only a small amount of magical power consumed.

"Awoo!" The Heart Monkey suddenly opened its eyes, its red eyes burning with raging anger, its fur as black as ink. Immediately after its birth, it pounded its chest with both fists and roared repeatedly, like a demon god descending to earth, extremely ferocious.

However, when the image was zoomed in, it was discovered that the size was as small as an ant.

Zhou Qingfeng summoned the refined Mind Monkey and placed it in his palm, seemingly lost in thought.

"The Mind Monkey Refinement has been completed, but as the body size has shrunk, its power has also been weakened by a thousand times."

"Such a small ape would be useful for ambushes and reconnaissance."

"But in terms of combat, it's far too weak."

"Never mind, let's just consider it another clever use."

With a thought, Zhou Qingfeng dispersed his mind monkey. Having gained experience in refining the mind monkey, refining the will horse became much smoother. As long as he controlled the size of the body when condensing it with greed, he could succeed by using a small amount of magic power to shape the body.

However, because it was developed through opportunism, the power of the Mind-Bending Technique has been greatly reduced.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't care at all, because if he cultivated step by step and accumulated magic power, when would he ever master the Mind-Bound Technique?

Even if I could wait, the situation wouldn't allow it, since the spell assessment would be coming in a month.

For now, I just need to master the technique. As I cultivate for longer and my magical power increases, I can gradually enhance the power of the Mind-Bound Technique.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

Every morning before leaving home, I would cast a divination to inquire about good or bad fortune. Every day I would receive a neutral divination slip, meaning I would live a peaceful life without any major misfortune or good fortune.

Zhou Qingfeng diligently cultivated for three hours each day in the training room on the first floor of the White Bone Foundation Building Tower. His magical power increased twice as fast as when he cultivated outside, so his magical power increased very quickly, almost daily.

As for the rest of the time, he was also making the most of every minute to cultivate diligently and silently accumulate magical power.

Another seven days passed, and Zhou Qingfeng had gradually adapted to life in the City Lord's Mansion.

On his way to the White Bone Foundation Building Tower every day, he would intentionally help the servants in the mansion by carrying water to water the flowers and sweeping the road. As a result, he became familiar with many of the servants in the mansion and learned a lot of news about the outside world from them.

One of the messages Zhou Qingfeng noticed was that half a month ago, the more than 1,000 refugees bought by the Ma family who drove the corpses had all become blood slaves, and were being bled in batches every day to feed the zombies. Their lives were miserable.

Time flies like an arrow, and soon the day of the magic assessment arrived.

Nineteen people gathered in the arena, waiting to make their mark today.

The First Lady, dressed in a white and gold robe-like nightgown, with her long, smooth black hair casually draped over her shoulders, reclines languidly on the throne in the arena. Various snacks, drinks, and fruit platters are laid out in front of the throne.

She rested her delicate cheek on one hand and held a book in the other, reading.

Her bare feet were as white as jade, attracting a lot of attention.

However, everyone present only glanced at her before quickly lowering their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the lady's jade feet.

Fifteen female servants carrying swords were assigned to guard the four sides, and no one was allowed to get within ten steps of the lady.

The lady lay on her side, holding a book, completely absorbed in reading.

Butler Qiu dared not speak and disturb the lady's enjoyment.

The servants waiting for their assessment could only stand quietly in the arena and wait.

An hour passed, and the crowd grew impatient and began to whisper among themselves.

"Wasn't there supposed to be a magic test? It's been an hour, why is Madam still ignoring us?"

"Please calm down. Madam is clearly testing our patience and seeing if we can remain calm and composed."

"rational."

"What do you think Madam is looking at?"

"I don't know. How could we servants possibly guess what the lady is looking at?"

"So engrossed, so absorbed, in my opinion, the book in your hands must be an unparalleled secret manual."

"It must be a supreme secret manual. Madam is the lord of Sword Tower City. Her cultivation level and realm are unfathomable. The books she has read must far exceed the imagination of us frogs in a well."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The more they talked, the more excited they became, unable to resist stealing glances at the precious book in the First Lady's hands, wishing they could snatch it and examine it closely.

Butler Qiu watched them whispering, saying nothing and offering no advice. The newcomers to the manor had been focused on cultivation, so there was no one to teach them rules. But it didn't matter; as long as they stayed, there would be plenty of time to learn, and someone would teach them.

The First Lady held the book with great interest, looking at the exquisitely drawn little figures moving on the pages, accompanied by explicit romantic text. This was none other than the banned book, "Flying Flowers and Erotic Thoughts."

This book circulated in many boudoirs in the city. It was widely praised by women for its bold writing style, the explosive plot of a woman stealing a man, and its rich illustrations. However, due to its explicit content, it has become a banned book.

"Butler Qiu, let's begin. Let me see the results of their cultivation over the past month." The First Lady noticed the discussion among the crowd and felt that continuing to indulge in erotic novels was not appropriate, so she lazily closed the book.

"Yes, Madam!" Butler Qiu bowed and responded, then turned to face the crowd: "Now we will conduct a magic power test. Each of you will take out the 10 magic coins bestowed by Madam and infuse them with your magic power. The one who infuses the most at the end will win!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Qiu called out directly, "Ye Tingxiu, you go first!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingxiu showed no fear. He stepped forward and mobilized all his magical power, pouring it into the magic coins.

Once one is filled to its maximum capacity, another one is removed.

When his magic power was exhausted, he held six magic coins brimming with magical energy in his hand and arrogantly declared, "Who else?!"

Steward Qiu looked satisfied and nodded slightly: "Six coins of magic power, very good."

"Next, Lin Yi, four coins of magic power."

"Chu Tian, ​​five coins of magic power, not bad, next!"

"Xiao Hongyun, seven coins of magic power, very good."

"..."

No better than not knowing, one is scared.

A guy named Xiao Hongyun suddenly appeared out of nowhere, surpassing Ye Tingxiu and temporarily taking the top spot.

"Damn it!" Ye Tingxiu was also wronged, having finally managed to pull a fast one, only to be slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.

The others are basically at the level of four or five coins of magic power.

It's not that cultivating four or five coins of magical power in a month isn't excellent, but rather that others are so dazzling that, in comparison, one seems rather ordinary.

Butler Qiu said calmly, "Zhou Qingfeng!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and said, "This humble servant is here."