Chapter 130: Promising

Cheng Feng never stopped his in-depth exploration of this mysterious Panmian, yet the speed of improvement brought by the Panmian was far lower than his original expectations.

Each time he could only obtain a negligible amount of gain; even if he exhausted his life's energy and had fun until death, he would likely find it difficult to reach the realm of an expert.

After all, the path of Martial Dao is too vast and involves many things: Fist Technique, Leg Technique, Sword Technique, Blade Technique, Hard Qigong, Lightness Skill, Secret Technique, and so on, not to mention Secret Manuals like those of an Alchemist, Medical Skill, and the like.

Cheng Feng had the heart to pocket them all, but his Fortune Points were truly unable to keep up, so he could only choose with a plan.

Later, the appearance of the Lucky Bag did indeed give Cheng Feng huge assistance, especially the Super Serum contained within, which made him even more powerful. However, Cheng Feng merely regarded it as a relatively special and rare treasure.

The Super Serum cannot be used repeatedly; how is it any different from medicine?

Once eaten, it is gone.

Cheng Feng often reflected on his own weaknesses and shortcomings. He knew deeply that his natural talent was limited, his wealth was scarce, his connections were few, and his background was thin... it seemed there were too many deficiencies. However, at the same time, he also realized that there were still many things he could try or strive to achieve.

Therefore, when Cheng Feng saw Xu Miao, a woman with extremely high talent for Martial Dao, he naturally became very focused on her.

A physics teacher from his past life once told Cheng Feng this sentence: "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Other professional knowledge had long been forgotten by Cheng Feng to the ends of the earth, but only this sentence did Cheng Feng always keep in mind and regard as his motto.

Facts proved that brave people are often able to be the first to enjoy the beautiful things this world brings.

The appearance of Xu Miao let Cheng Feng discover another way to use his Panmian.

It turned out that it wasn't that every woman could only increase one Fortune Point each time, but that the higher a woman's talent, the more bonuses could be obtained. Perhaps one also had to include cultivation?

After all, Cheng Feng had not yet had fun with a woman who had practiced Martial Dao.

The higher the cultivation, the better the talent; this is also normal logic.

However, after understanding this point, Cheng Feng fell into a predicament.

Because among the many women in the household, except for Lian Niang, the rest were all purchased from the Tooth Agency.

Before this, when Cheng Feng selected them, he only valued external conditions like appearance and figure, and had not yet touched upon deeper aspects.

Cheng Feng admitted that he was superficial, and that he was also a vulgar person; the hurdle of beauty is not easy to overcome!

Now it seems that from now on, he must take care of two paths simultaneously—he must pursue both quantity and quality. Cheng Feng was determined to have both; not one could be missing.

Looking at the charming Xu Miao sleeping beside him, Cheng Feng felt more and more affection in his heart.

Xu Miao was not only the first woman he had with Martial Dao cultivation, but she also helped him open up a new line of thinking.

If this is smoothly extended, then children born to women with Martial Dao cultivation might also be different?

Thinking this in his heart, he immediately set his sights on women who possessed Martial Dao cultivation.

But they all have martial strength, so they are not easy to provoke!

Which normal person could take a fancy to a playboy?

So, strength, influence, and power will also be his goals, right?

The more Cheng Feng thought, the more he felt he was still too far behind.

Holding the jade-like beauty in his arms, he gradually fell asleep.

It must be said that the body and skin of a woman with accomplished Martial Dao are truly good.

Holding her in his arms, she was smooth, soft, and had a natural, faint fragrance.

Cheng Feng guessed it was Xu Miao's own natural body scent!

The next morning, the sun was bright, and Cheng Feng kept his promise and brought Xu Le here.

During the time Xu Miao was recuperating, Xu Le was also taken care of by Cheng Feng; at least he was moved to a better room and served with fine wine and delicacies every day.

Looking at Xu Le, who had changed into new clothes and was in decent spirits, Cheng Feng's face was as heavy as water, and he said in a flat tone: "Your sister has now become my woman. According to our previous agreement, I will now give you two choices: first, join the Hong Sect and start from scratch, but you must abide by the gang rules and can obtain promotion after meeting the standards; second, I will give you some money and find a storefront for you, so you can do business on your own from now on and have no more entanglements with the gang."

Hearing what Cheng Feng said and learning that his sister had become his, Xu Le's eyes turned red instantly. In a flash, all sorts of thoughts about his sister being forced and sacrificing herself as a bargaining chip to exchange for Xu Le's safety surged into his mind like a tide.

Expressions of shame, remorse, and uncontrollable anger flashed across Xu Le's face one by one, and finally, he roared: "Cheng Feng, you beast! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Cheng Feng raised his hand without hesitation and gave Xu Le a crisp and loud slap. The force was so great that Xu Le's body flew out like a tattered sack.

"For the sake of Miaomiao, I respect you as my brother-in-law. You can refuse, but if you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being impolite." A cold light flashed in Cheng Feng's eyes, full of warning.

Immediately after, he walked to the side of Xu Le, who was lying on the ground, looked down at Xu Le's half-face, which was swollen like a steamed bun, patted it lightly, and said coldly: "Since you are so ignorant of the heights of the world and refuse to even call me brother-in-law, then don't blame me for not giving you a choice. Someone, take Xu Le directly to the Training Camp and lock him up with those new guys. Remember, don't mention his identity, and let Babai 'take good care' of him. After all, he is also a Martial Artist at the Mid Strength Refining Realm, so don't let him have it too easy."

The Hong Sect disciples waiting outside for orders acted immediately after hearing the command and took Xu Le away.

After the disciples had gone far away, Xu Miao quietly crawled out from the cabinet nearby. In fact, she had always been worried about her younger brother Xu Le, but the description of Xu Le that Cheng Feng heard from Xu Miao was simply like two different people compared to the Xu Le he saw with his own eyes.

In Xu Miao's eyes, her younger brother Xu Le was a kind, smart, and well-behaved child who never took the initiative to provoke others; however, the Xu Le that Cheng Feng understood was a person who relied on gang power to bully the weak and was arrogant and domineering, to the point that even the wild dogs on the street would hide far away when they saw Xu Le. Not only that, Xu Le even carried a few murder cases on his back.

However, what was fortunate was that Xu Le still had some cultural literacy, which was thanks to his mother, who did not hesitate to exchange a family heirloom to hire a tutor when he was young, allowing Xu Le and his sister Xu Miao to receive a good education in their early years.

Facing such a complicated situation with Xu Le, Cheng Feng could only helplessly comfort himself that Xu Le was still somewhat useful. After all, Xu Miao's strength might still recover, and he couldn't be too absolute right now.

Wang Hu needed to hold multiple positions, and although he held great power, he was almost too busy to handle it. Since Xu Le could still read and write, he could be considered a talent.

As long as he could endure the training at the Training Camp, it was estimated that his personality would also have a great change.

Cheng Feng assigned Babai and Cheng Yi to the Training Camp to serve as cold and ruthless instructors. They established strict rules; if a trainee violated the rules three times, they would have to endure a whip strike. This method of punishment was executed from heavy to light, according to a pre-set force.

In Cheng Feng's view, nothing was more suitable for the role of an instructor than a cold, ruthless, and rule-oriented robot, right?

The remaining people were naturally sent out to patrol the territory and such.

Cheng Feng also looked at the brothels and casinos in the hands of the Hong Sect; they were truly unbearable to look at, broken and shabby, and couldn't be brought out into the open. Cheng Feng had ideas in his heart, but they still needed to be realized slowly.

Cheng Feng was prepared to stop the traditional cargo transport business; that was all hard labor. Wang Hu did suggest that he could keep two people to supervise and just take a cut in the middle. Cheng Feng did not refuse any operation that could make money.

He just let Wang Hu handle it.

Now that he had territory and a reputation on the surface, it was time to accumulate strength properly. The appearance of Xu Miao made Cheng Feng feel that the Blood Refining Realm was no longer that safe.