Chapter 153: Black Jade Intermittent Ointment

After giving the women some encouragement, Cheng Feng rushed to the study without stopping and quickly closed the doors and windows.

Next, the exciting moment was about to arrive—this was the highly anticipated surprise segment!

Cheng Feng stared expectantly at the small number behind the Lucky Bag on the Panmian and clicked it without hesitation.

In an instant, the Lucky Bag expanded rapidly until it occupied the entire Panmian. Immediately after, it began to spin, rotating exactly three times before coming to a steady stop.

At this moment, a small black dot in the center of the Panmian gradually enlarged, finally transforming into a card that fell into Cheng Feng's hand.

In the center of this card lay an ebony box; its design was simple and plain, with nothing special to be seen.

When Cheng Feng took a deep breath and tried to read the information contained within, a flash of realization crossed his eyes: "Oh, so it's this, Black Jade Intermittent Ointment!"

Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, from the works of Jin Yong in a past life, is the unique secret medicine of the Diamond Sect. It appears black and has a fragrant, cool scent. Its medicinal properties are extremely miraculous; if an ordinary person's limbs or joints are severely injured and crippled, applying this ointment allows the injury to heal, gradually restoring normal movement.

If the injury has persisted for a long time and the bone has already healed, one must first re-break the broken bone, and after applying this ointment, it can also make the bone recover normally, allowing for the restoration of the ability to walk and so on.

The information stated that this was enough for two people to apply over their entire bodies.

This made Cheng Feng feel incomparably disappointed; he couldn't help but wonder what use these things had?

After all, at this very moment, there were no fracture patients who needed them. By comparison, obtaining a robot with strength comparable to the Blood Refining Realm might have been more practical, or getting another Super Serum would also have been an excellent choice!

Having drawn a small blind box this time, Cheng Feng inevitably felt a bit dejected, but he soon realized that he could not rely entirely on the good luck brought by the Lucky Bag.

He turned his head to look at the control Panmian, his gaze falling on the "Thunderous Violent Blood Art," and saw its progress displayed as (Late Stage 430/500).

This number gave Cheng Feng a glimmer of hope; he secretly rejoiced that thanks to Xu Miao, he had such an unexpected gain.

During this period, various coincidences had allowed Cheng Feng's strength to improve significantly. Now, he was single-mindedly focused on breaking through to the Bone Refining Realm as soon as possible; only then could many things be carried out.

Let's wait a little longer; in about a month or so, Cheng Feng should have full confidence in achieving that little goal in his heart!

As the saying goes: "A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier." By the same token, if a Sect Master does not have the ambition and aspiration to constantly expand his sect, then he certainly cannot be considered a qualified and excellent Sect Master!

Cheng Feng calculated to himself that he would have Wang Hu handle the relevant matters tomorrow, and from now on, every transaction would be changed to twenty catties of goods. Calculating at this rate, he could earn about 1,200 taels of silver every month!

Cheng Feng wanted to take a gamble; if he could maintain this state for three months, he would have about 3,600 taels of silver on hand by then.

By that time, the pace of the Hong Sect's advance would surely be unstoppable and unhindered!

After all, as the leader of a faction, only by constantly safeguarding one's own interests can one ensure the good development of the entire sect.

If one were to do things that were of no benefit to oneself, it would be tantamount to seeking one's own destruction and ruining one's own future!

Initially, Cheng Feng actually only wanted to use the Hong Sect as a shield for the Fine Salt business and had not thought about making the scale too large.

But now that the foundation of the gang had been built so solidly, if he did not make good use of it and develop it, it would simply be a waste of resources and a heinous crime!

Perhaps it was just as the old saying goes, "Circumstances make the hero."

Cheng Feng held a good hand of cards and was truly unwilling to just let things rot, so there was only one path to take: seeking wealth in danger.

He only hoped not to be noticed by others; after all, with the delivery volume doubling, it was inevitable that it would arouse suspicion.

After carefully putting away the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, Cheng Feng's heart suddenly stirred: he wondered if this thing would be of any use to Wu Feng. If it were truly effective, it would not be bad news.

However, now was not the right time; Cheng Feng would never do something like bargaining with a tiger for its skin or dancing with wolves. Once he completed Bone Refining, even if Wu Feng wanted to go back on his word after recovering, he would be able to easily suppress him.

Having been the Hong Sect Master for some time, Cheng Feng had experienced and handled quite a few things during this period, and thus had a deeper understanding of the way of "management"—one must have both the responsibility to shoulder the burden alone and the spirit to convince others with power.

As the Hong Sect continued to grow and develop to this day, the disciples under him naturally had their own needs and aspirations.

The thing Cheng Feng encountered most during this time was nothing more than his subordinates constantly asking when it would be convenient to expand their territory and increase manpower,

and wanting more silver to purchase precious medicinal herbs to improve their own cultivation realms, thereby raising their status within the Hong Sect. They were full of trust in Cheng Feng, firmly believing that under his leadership, they could usher in a better future.

Facing the deep trust of these people who had become arrogant, Cheng Feng really didn't know how to respond other than saying "thank you."

Being trusted by one person is a good thing, but being trusted by so many people at the same time becomes a heavy pressure.

Not only that, even Wang Hu had privately sought out Cheng Feng to ask about the conditions required for climbing higher.

After this incident, Cheng Feng realized deeply that there were some loopholes in the Hong Sect rules that he and Wang Hu had jointly formulated previously. At the very least, in terms of promotion, it must be sorted out clearly and explicitly, while also reasonably planning the reward measures after promotion.

Thus, Cheng Feng slowly unfolded a piece of paper and recorded his thoughts.

Regarding Hong Sect merit, only disciples who have entered the sect can obtain this honor; those in the Training Camp are not included.

And possessing Hong Sect merit points meant they could exchange them for mouth-watering resources—cultivation techniques, martial arts, and precious medicinal herbs, etc.

These merit points could also be exchanged for cold, hard silver at a one-to-one ratio!

Such tempting conditions would undoubtedly stir up the infinite fighting spirit and desire of the disciples.

Cheng Feng knew well that this was not just a simple numerical exchange, but a recognition and reward for effort and contribution.

Cheng Feng wrote the details regarding promotion on the paper bit by bit, checked them over and over again, and only put it away after confirming there were no errors.

It would be just right to finalize this matter with Wang Hu tomorrow.

And now, Cheng Feng should go attend the celebration banquet.