Chapter 126: Treatment

Cheng Feng watched the entire process of the doctor treating Xu Miao with his own eyes.

Even if he wants to obtain something, Cheng Feng will absolutely not act as a sycophant.

The current Cheng Feng is only at the Blood Refining Mid-Stage.

Insufficient points have always been a source of anxiety for Cheng Feng.

Looking at the skills already recorded on the Panmian, Cheng Feng wishes he could max them all out.

Unfortunately, Fortune Points are limited, so he has to make trade-offs.

The one that took the most time was Basic Blade Technique, which upgraded from Proficient to Master.

The benefit is that the upgrade of the basic skill caused both Thunder Blade Technique and Swift Wind Blade Technique to enter the entry level, allowing them to be upgraded with points.

The progress of the Thunder Blood-Bursting Art represents Cheng Feng's strength.

Regrettably, due to his aptitude, Cheng Feng has to rely entirely on adding points.

With Cheng Feng's high-level foundation, Mountain Crushing Fist reached the Proficient level and also brought Cheng Feng the benefit of a second Skin Refining.

In the hands of the current Cheng Feng, the Silver Feather Blade is no longer suitable for its weight; Mountain Crushing Fist is now Cheng Feng's primary means of attack.

Cheng Feng tested it, and a full-force strike has a power of about six thousand jin.

This has already far exceeded the threshold of the Blood Refining Realm strength that Wang Tieshan taught Cheng Feng.

Generally speaking, the Strength Refining Realm refers to the explosive power of exploring one's own strength and condensing it into a single full-force strike, which is brief and not long-lasting.

An ordinary adult in the Strength Refining Initial Stage is about three hundred jin, the mid-stage is six hundred jin, the late stage is nine hundred jin, and the Strength Refining Perfection is between one thousand and one thousand two hundred jin.

The Skin Refining Realm uses breathing techniques to refine the skin, supplemented by higher-quality medicinal materials for better results; the Skin Refining Initial Stage is about one thousand three hundred to one thousand five hundred jin, the mid-stage is one thousand five hundred to one thousand eight hundred jin, the late stage is one thousand eight hundred to two thousand one hundred jin, and the perfection stage is two thousand five hundred jin.

At this point, everyone should be able to see that the breakthrough of each small realm will not exceed the range of three hundred jin.

These are the ordinary standards that ordinary Martial Artists can reach using ordinary medicinal materials, and they are also the standards everyone has been using.

Blood Refining Perfection is also about three thousand six hundred jin.

The power Cheng Feng can erupt with at this moment is almost twice that of Blood Refining Perfection.

Cheng Feng is curious: if those geniuses from noble families use Great Medicine, wouldn't their strength directly break through the sky?

Wang Tieshan smiled and said, "That depends on whether those noble families are willing to part with it. After all, Great Medicine is limited, and Old Medicine is rare. If anyone truly has such a foundation, it must be those large families that have existed the longest."

This gave Cheng Feng a rough understanding of the geniuses he might encounter in the future.

Cheng Feng is definitely not afraid of the "roses" he might meet later.

But right now, to capture someone without injury during a fight at the Blood Refining Late Stage is basically impossible.

But letting the duck on the plate fly away is not Cheng Feng's style.

Fortunately, Xu Miao is still a sister who dotes on her younger brother.

And this younger brother happens to be in Cheng Feng's hands.

Facing his future brother-in-law, Cheng Feng is fearless.

If it can work out, the family can still talk things over properly.

If it doesn't work out, then they are enemies, and it will be a fight to the death.

After all, a dead enemy is a good enemy.

There are plenty of women in the world.

A man who is devoted and not fickle is truly rare, but unfortunately, Cheng Feng is not among them.

Looking at Xu Miao, who is about twenty years old and actually has the strength of the Blood Refining Late Stage, Xu Le saying his sister has extremely high Martial Dao talent is really not a lie.

Cheng Feng also wants to try and see if there is anything different about having a child with a talented woman.

For example, regarding the Lucky Bag.

For example, regarding Fortune Points.

Cheng Feng is also not very satisfied with one point at a time, but there is no other way.

Cheng Feng himself has no problems, so he can only see if he can find new discoveries from the opposite sex.

And now, an Xu Miao with extremely high Martial Dao talent has appeared before Cheng Feng.

And she is Cheng Feng's prisoner.

Cheng Feng cannot help but think a bit more.

As for the methods?

Cheng Feng chooses to ignore them; a black cat or a white cat, a cat that catches mice is a good cat.

As long as it can change Cheng Feng's current situation.

Cheng Feng does not mind using a little bit of means.

In a situation where he could be besieged by disciples of the Green Bamboo Gang at any time, Cheng Feng will not care about this small reputation.

Compared to reputation, Cheng Feng values his life more.

After separating the two siblings, Cheng Feng fell into deep thought. He recalled what the doctor said before leaving: "This young lady's injuries are extremely severe, and I fear it will have a major impact on her future Martial Dao foundation, possibly even leading to a regression in her Martial Dao cultivation. To heal this injury, one must find precious spiritual medicine with restorative properties to even attempt it, and she must avoid using martial force in the future and cultivate her body with a calm mind; perhaps then she can retain some power for self-defense. Otherwise, the more frequently she uses martial force, the more her foundation will dissipate."

Hearing this, a thought first emerged in Cheng Feng's mind—is there hope for the Super Serum to help Xu Miao recover her strength?

Immediately after, another thought surged up: Heaven is truly helping me! I was originally worried about being unable to defeat the opponent!

However, Cheng Feng did not stop there; he continued to ask, "Then, if the injury can be stabilized, will it have any impact on marital affairs and childbirth?"

The doctor stroked his now graying beard, slowly shook his head, and said, "As long as she no longer uses martial force, there is usually no major issue. But childbirth is a great drain on a woman, and it is highly likely to cause her vitality to be severely damaged, thereby accelerating the rate at which her Martial Dao foundation dissipates. Even worse, after giving birth to offspring, her entire Martial Dao cultivation may dissipate completely. It is best to consider this carefully."

Cheng Feng understood in his heart, and his mind was even more made up.

At this time, Cheng Feng is not short of silver. For the sake of his experiment, Cheng Feng spared no expense to invite another more prestigious doctor to confirm Xu Miao's condition.

The two doctors held the same view, and Cheng Feng was very satisfied.

This means that Xu Miao may not be able to escape Cheng Feng's grasp.

And Cheng Feng's plan will also be completed as scheduled.

Inside the Hong Mansion, within an elegantly decorated main room, the light was soft and tranquil. In this quiet space lay a beautiful woman with her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed. Her complexion was slightly pale, as if she were an ice lotus under the moonlight, cold and noble, yet even so, it could not conceal her extraordinary, naturally beautiful temperament.

Her eyes were tightly shut, as if she were immersed in her own dreams. Her long eyelashes cast faint shadows beneath her eyelids, adding a touch of allure. Those slightly furrowed dark eyebrows seemed to tell of the faint worries in her heart, making one unable to help but want to find out why.

A thin quilt lightly covered her body, like a layer of light gauze, drifting gently with the breeze. And beneath this light gauze were the surging, undulating mountain peaks of her chest, with beautiful curves, like an exquisite painting.

If one were to use Cheng Feng's words to describe her, then this beautiful woman would be a cold, mature beauty. Her temperament was noble and icy, like a snow lotus on an iceberg, making one want to draw near yet fear to profane her. Her beauty lay not only in her appearance but even more in that cold temperament radiating from within, which made it impossible for anyone to ignore.

On this silent night, she lay there quietly, as if isolated from the entire world. And in this main room, she was alone, accompanied only by her coldness and beauty.