Chapter 143: Collection

Looking at the spirited and energetic new Entry Disciples before him, Cheng Feng could not help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. With the addition of this fresh blood, the future development of the Hong Sect would surely flourish.

After all, in any matter, once the number of people exceeds one hundred, the scene will never appear meager.

Moreover, this way, those fifty disciples who have already reached the Strength Refining Realm can be liberated and have more time to focus on martial arts training.

"Perhaps I should consider opening a medical clinic?" Cheng Feng pondered to himself. He knew his own shortcomings well—whether it was the Ghost Doctor Book, the Needle Yama Art, or the secret canon inheritance of the Spirit Prescription Dao, every one of them was closely related to the medical path.

It was just a pity that, due to his long-term state of insufficient Fortune Points, he had never been able to put the essence of these medical paths to use.

If there were a stable supply of medicinal herbs, not only would the cost of martial arts training be greatly reduced, but the Hong Sect could also concoct nourishing medicinal agents for the disciples to use, thereby accelerating their progress in martial arts.

However, the biggest problem at present was the lack of effective channels for obtaining medicinal herbs.

The medicinal herb industry itself was an extremely lucrative business, and coupled with its characteristics of medical treatment and saving lives, it could even be called profiteering. The pharmaceutical industry in every city was tightly controlled by those powerful families with deep backgrounds, and even the local government was involved.

Furthermore, every doctor possessed their own network of connections; saving this patient today and treating that patient tomorrow, over time, everyone would remember the doctor's kindness.

If one wanted to kidnap a doctor and make them obedient, that was truly a task that required skill!

Studying medicine was not only highly respected by people, but the income was also quite substantial; it was just a pity that studying medicine was truly too torturous.

Spending three to five years, one probably wouldn't even count as a fledgling novice. Facing those difficult and miscellaneous diseases, one could only rely on experience accumulated over time to solve them.

If one focused wholeheartedly on martial arts, one could learn some skills to protect oneself in just three to five years, and if one were gifted, standing out from the crowd would naturally be a matter of course.

But what about studying medicine? If one encountered thugs in this world, should one use needles to stab them to death?

Cheng Feng had once witnessed medical experts like Langu and Nie Yuan; it seemed that using poison was more practical. As for medical skills, Cheng Feng did not see anything particularly special about them.

What he saw in the Spirit Prescription Dao Secret Canon was mostly various prescriptions for refining pills, involving all kinds of medicinal herbs that Cheng Feng had never even heard of.

Cheng Feng, who was already ignorant of medicine, felt an increasingly splitting headache. With no other choice, he had to put these materials away first, leaving them for future use.

He called over Wang Hu and asked, "How is the list of wandering experts in the county coming along?" Seeing the serious and earnest expression on Cheng Feng's face, Wang Hu could not help but feel a bit nervous. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then cupped his hands and bowed to answer: "Reporting to the Sect Master, regarding the matter you entrusted, your subordinate has currently only found three people who meet the criteria."

Cheng Feng did not expect that he would find wandering Martial Artists so quickly. He said with slight surprise: "Oh? Tell me about them. But there is no rush for this; I was not urging you, so there is no need to be so flustered."

"Yes," Wang Hu replied respectfully. "The first person is a woman named Jiang Feifei; she is the granddaughter of the owner of Yonghe Hall in the South City. It is said that she once encountered harassment from hoodlums, but she directly unleashed her martial arts and crippled an arm of each of those two punks. In your subordinate's opinion, her cultivation should be at the Skin Refining Initial Stage. Now, Yonghe Hall only has the old doctor Jiang He and this Jiang Feifei as the direct owners; they are very suitable to serve as the hall master of our Hong Sect's medicine hall."

Hearing that the first person was actually the granddaughter of an old friend he was familiar with, Cheng Feng could not help but be stunned for a moment, thinking to himself: There is still half a bottle of kidney-tonifying Small Medicinal Pill at home that I haven't finished eating!

However, he quickly regained his composure and continued to instruct: "Go on." Thus, Wang Hu continued to report other information, while Cheng Feng listened patiently.

"The remaining two are a pair of twin brothers named Hu Da and Hu Er. Since the year before last, they have been working as hired muscle at the Heqi Workshop in the West City. Both brothers have a penchant for gambling and are not locals. Because they lost too much in gambling, they mortgaged themselves to the Heqi Workshop for three years, and this October is when their agreed term expires. Both brothers possess the strength of the Skin Refining Mid-Stage, though they haven't made a move in a long time."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng could not help but gossip out of curiosity: "Oh? Martial Artists at the Skin Refining Mid-Stage are actually used to guard a place to pay off debts? Why don't they run away?"

Wang Hu replied with a smile: "These two brothers have excellent gambling ethics and firmly refuse to use their own martial power to bully others. The owner of the Heqi Workshop is truly extremely lucky to have obtained these two powerful guards, which has made his business smooth and profitable for the past two years."

At this moment, Cheng Feng asked again: "Lao Wang, you have been wandering in the Jianghu for quite some time; have you ever heard of a person named Wu Feng in the North City?"

Wang Hu thought carefully for a while before answering: "I have heard some things, but they were all hearsay; I have never seen it with my own eyes. I was very young at the time. It is rumored that there was once a person who saw injustice on the road and actually beat the largest gang at the time into a scattered mess. However, this also brought him enemies, eventually leading to his dominant hand being crippled, and he became dispirited from then on, and there has been no news of him since. Sect Master, is this the Wu Feng you are talking about?"

Cheng Feng looked at Wang Hu with a smile, nodded, and said: "That's right, it's him. You should pay more attention to news about him in the future; it would be best to send people to the North District to inquire. Last year, he even blocked my path, but he didn't make a move. Once you find his residence, notify me immediately. I have been considering whether I can invite him to join our team!"

Cheng Feng remembered the hatred from those years vividly. The Mei Family Tavern had its reputation slandered by others using despicable means; Cheng Feng pursued them valiantly, only to be blocked by Wu Feng at the critical moment.

The master once said that he was also a Lian Xue Martial Artist in the past. He was also a Sword user, it was just a pity that he was crippled later.

Nowadays, only Babai and Cheng Yi in the Hong Sect can barely count as Lian Xue Martial Artists. If they really encounter any big trouble, I am afraid they will be hard-pressed to play a role.

Cheng Feng had also tried taking some metal to see the reaction of Babai and Cheng Yi.

The result was very realistic: no reaction at all.

It also shattered Cheng Feng's idea of piling resources to create two robot experts.

The current Cheng Feng is short of manpower.