Chapter 109: Achievement

Cheng Feng was already in the Blood Refining Realm, so naturally, he would no longer wait step-by-step for the Panmian to display information as he had before.

The effects of the Super Serum surprised Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng had thought that by relying on the Blood Refining Realm, he should be able to compress the time it took for the Panmian to form a skill.

The early-stage fist postures and fist frames shared a similar ingenuity with the blade postures and blade frames.

It was also very simple to walk a path he had already traveled once before.

Unexpectedly, when Cheng Feng began to practice in earnest, the time displayed on the Panmian was much faster than Cheng Feng had imagined.

Back when he first set the horse stance, it had taken nearly two months.

For this Mountain Crushing Fist, it only took Cheng Feng five days for the Panmian to directly display it as "Initiated."

Subsequent practice also slowly improved the data for the Mountain Crushing Fist on the Panmian.

This was the first time Cheng Feng felt firsthand that by relying purely on his own strength, he could also improve the progress of the Mountain Crushing Fist.

Naturally, he practiced tirelessly.

Perhaps it was truly the effect of standing on high ground; in one month's time, the progress of the Mountain Crushing Fist, amidst Cheng Feng's frantic practice,

reached 73 step by step, and then it stopped moving.

Looking at the Mountain Crushing Fist on the Panmian: (Initiated 73/100)

Cheng Feng was full of smiles; being able to actively raise the progress to this level without relying on Fortune Points,

Cheng Feng felt the Super Serum definitely deserved the credit.

Because while practicing the fist, Cheng Feng could clearly feel his body slowly strengthening.

And the progress of the Thunder Violent Blood Art, under the condition of Cheng Feng working hard twice a day, also saw very obvious growth.

Thunder Violent Blood Art (Mid-stage 320/500)

It had increased by a full sixty points; this month, Cheng Feng basically didn't give himself any time off to rest.

Ever since he gained super stamina, Cheng Feng decided that twice a day was essential.

This was also because Cheng Feng could feel that the serum was still exerting its effect within his body.

Once it was completely consolidated, Cheng Feng felt that four times a day should be no problem.

Cheng Feng had this confidence.

That time period should be coming soon.

One month of time allowed Cheng Feng to slowly adapt to his surging abilities.

Regarding stamina, the women in the household all expressed great satisfaction with Cheng Feng, unanimously giving him full marks, and even exclaiming that they couldn't handle it.

As for strength, the Mountain Crushing Fist was indeed an excellent Fist Technique that could help Cheng Feng better control his own power. Through constant practice of this technique, Cheng Feng was gradually able to exert his powerful strength as he pleased.

As for his five senses and reaction ability, besides his daily fist practice, Cheng Feng specifically arranged for ten Hong Sect disciples to launch attacks at him holding wooden blades, wooden spears, and wooden blocks. Relying on his keen five senses and fast reaction speed, Cheng Feng successfully avoided most of the attacks aimed at his vital parts.

As the training difficulty gradually increased, the number of Hong Sect disciples participating in the attack increased from the initial ten to twenty; following that, Cheng Feng even accepted the challenge blindfolded, yet he was still able to remain unscathed. This unique training method effectively exercised and strengthened Cheng Feng's control over his own keen five senses.

Time flew by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. These days were neither long nor short.

During this period, Cheng Feng not only successfully received the two hundred taels of remuneration paid by the Hong Sect, but also obtained the usual stable dividend from the tavern—about twenty taels or so.

Furthermore, after deducting the fifty-seven taels of salary and twenty taels of food expenses fixed by the Hong Sect each month, the actual income was still quite considerable.

Cheng Feng tearfully made a killing of one hundred and twenty-three taels.

Adding the dividend share of about twenty taels of Silver from the tavern, Cheng Feng could basically earn about one hundred and forty taels of money every month.

Nowadays, Cheng Feng didn't look down on this petty cash at all; after all, he had a bigger goal in his heart—to move into a luxurious mansion with many servants to wait on him, but this dream had yet to be realized.

Therefore, Cheng Feng still needed to endure for a while longer.

However, it wouldn't be long before there would definitely be a place for Cheng Feng in a large, luxurious courtyard worth a thousand taels of silver!

Seeing his own strength constantly improving and growing stronger by the day, Cheng Feng felt satisfied to the extreme.

What was he struggling and fighting so hard for, anyway?

To put it bluntly, wasn't it just for a house, a car, and women!

Not necessarily to sleep drunk on the knees of beauties and wake up holding the power of the world,

But to live in a mansion, have servants surrounding him when he goes out, and have beauties dwelling within,

This was Cheng Feng's greatest pleasure.

Occasionally teasing the beauties, holding the children, and practicing martial arts—this was the life of an Immortal.

In this month, Babai finally finished the tidying work and was arranged by Cheng Feng to be an Offering at the Hong Sect.

By the way, it could also get to know the people of the Hong Sect.

Babai, with its built-in information collection function, was absolutely the most ideal information manager.

As long as it had seen a face, it would absolutely never forget it.

Cheng Feng also let Babai understand the organizational structure of the Hong Sect, letting it be a recorder.

And on the outside, it played the role of an excellent, taciturn Offering who prioritized action above all else.

Living in the Number One Courtyard of the Cheng Mansion and not eating at the Hong Sect also reduced the functional pressure on its food digestion.

Cheng Feng was not at ease with it coming into contact with those Hong Sect disciples; in case the system misidentified them, or the system couldn't turn the corner, Babai would be a strange person in the eyes of the disciples.

Cheng Feng's arrangements for Babai did not stop there; he also had to consider Babai's reputation.

Being an aloof person was also a pretty good persona.

Additionally, Wang Hu finally relied on the allowance Cheng Feng gave him to buy suitable medicinal decoctions, five taels of silver per pack, and Wang Hu bought three packs.

Plus his deep accumulation and the Mountain Crushing Fist he switched to practicing, he finally broke through to the perfection of Strength Refining.

Cheng Feng could tell that Wang Hu still had a foundation; after all, having lingered in the Mid Strength Refining Realm for nine years, Wang Hu had never neglected his lessons, and his accumulation was not ordinarily deep.

If there were still a guide, plus the medicinal decoctions, relying on Wang Hu's talent, the Skin Refining Realm would not be too far away.

Coincidentally, Cheng Feng did need someone with strength, wrist, human connections, relationships, and status who was not bad to help him keep an eye on the Hong Sect.

Cheng Feng did not want to expose himself too early.

Better to claim the title of king slowly!

If there were a suitable candidate, it would naturally be good to push them forward.

Cheng Feng only wanted money; with money, he could buy a house, buy a carriage, buy women, and buy servants.

He already possessed the strength; he was just lacking money.

The strength of the Hong Sect was still somewhat lacking; the disciples were mostly Ordinary people, and they were far too inexperienced in actual combat.

Seeing these disciples looking full of vigor, Cheng Feng added push-ups, frog jumps, weightlifting, and weighted training to their routines.

He wanted them all to properly experience the passion of the Martial Dao.

Their Root Bone had all been examined by Babai, and now it only needed to be squeezed out.

Cheng Feng was anxious to transform their strength because Wang Hu had told him that the reputation of the Hong Sect had been probed by Sui Ran.

Although it was very covert, they had looked for the wrong person, so the news naturally leaked to Wang Hu.