Chapter 156: Preparation

After Cheng Feng successfully broke through, the surge in his strength gave him the capital not to fear the power-holders of other factions.

Name: Cheng Feng

Lifespan: 17 (80)

Talent: More Children More Blessings

Skills: Fishing (Proficient 90/100)

Archery (Novice 12/100)

Basic Blade Technique (Master 1/200)

Thunder Blood-Boiling Art (Perfection 500/500)

Swift Wind Blade Technique: (Novice 1/200)

Thunder Blade Technique: (Novice 1/200)

Mountain Crushing Fist: (Proficient 47/200)

Fortune Point: 0

Lucky Bag: 0

On the Panmian, the cultivation technique had reached perfection, but there was still room for improvement in the skills.

The Fortune Points that should have been added to the blade technique were, due to progress reasons, added to the Mountain Crushing Fist first; that was also an expedient measure.

Now that he was in the Bone Refining Realm, Cheng Feng was determined to turn over a new leaf; since he had defensive arts, his offensive methods also had to keep up.

After all, the Martial Arts Hall taught blade techniques; if he only relied on fist techniques to establish himself, what kind of decorum would that be?

If he didn't work hard, Wang Tieshan would surely be angry during the assessment. Cheng Feng still needed Wang Tieshan's guidance for his future Martial Dao path!

Moreover, through comparison with the Bengshan Fist Manual, Cheng Feng felt that the Martial Dao technique of his own Martial Arts Hall did not seem that simple.

Hong Sect Training Camp

Cheng Feng looked at the newly recruited Hong Sect disciples in the training camp, estimating the strength of the Hong Sect.

The first batch of Ren Men Disciples, fifty people in the Strength Refining Realm, were basically the backbone members; the second batch, fifty disciples who had not reached Strength Refining but had entered the Ren Men, counted as branches under the backbone.

The third batch of newly recruited people was also fifty, and Xu Miao's younger brother was among them.

Counting this batch of people, the Ren Men now had one hundred and fifty people.

His elder brother and Lao San, who were studying in the Martial Arts Hall, were also transferred to the training camp by Cheng Feng under a pretext; especially Lao San, Cheng Lei, who had already caught a glimpse of the threshold of a Martial Artist, while his elder brother, Cheng Shu, still needed time to be tempered.

Cheng Feng had never interrupted the fees for the Martial Arts Hall; even if they were not at the Martial Arts Hall at this moment, the fees were still paid as usual, which could be considered leaving a way out.

Qian Ming, who had once assisted Cheng Feng in training new disciples, saw that the Hong Sect's income was considerable, so he joined the Offering Hall, taking on the responsibility of teaching new disciples.

In recent days, Cheng Feng had repeatedly urged Qian Ming to focus on cultivating his own brothers. Although Lao Da had not yet crossed into the ranks of Martial Artists, his strength and martial arts had already improved significantly.

Wang Hu and other high-level members all knew in their hearts that Cheng Shu and Cheng Lei were Cheng Feng's own brothers; one could see the clues just from their names and appearances. Therefore, they all strictly followed Cheng Feng's instructions to treat every new disciple equally.

Under the influence of such arduous training and a tense, intense atmosphere, the state of mind of the two brothers underwent a earth-shattering change.

The once childish aura had disappeared without a trace, replaced by an indomitable will and a clear, profound understanding of the real world.

Witnessing the continuous growth and progress of his own brothers, Cheng Feng felt deeply moved and had mixed feelings. He clearly realized that the heavy burden of the Hong Sect's future would eventually fall on their shoulders; after all, Cheng Feng could only rest easy if his own family took on important responsibilities, and currently, his brothers needed to go through a thousand refinements.

Cheng Feng looked forward to the day when he could safely let go and let them fight and struggle, while he himself focused wholeheartedly on his personal cultivation.

Turning his head to look at Wang Hu, Cheng Feng asked, "How do you feel now? Are there any signs of being about to break through to the Skin Refining Realm?"

Wang Hu replied respectfully, "Sect Master, this subordinate feels there is still a slight gap before breaking through."

Looking at Wang Hu's focused eyes and full spirit, Cheng Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Your essence, energy, and spirit are full; it looks like it is indeed soon. How about this, I will give you a prescription, you go to the accounting office to withdraw one hundred taels of silver, and use all this money to purchase medicinal materials that can cleanse the skin to make a medicinal bath. I will write down the specific usage for you in a moment. It is a reward I am giving you; don't tell others."

This prescription actually came from the Bengshan Fist Manual; it itself contained this prescription called the "Skin Shedding Formula."

The value of this prescription was quite significant, but the cost of using it was also high; one hundred taels of silver could only allow one to bathe three times, but it was of no small help to the success rate of assisting in breaking through to the Skin Refining Realm. And this was also a means for Cheng Feng to grasp and control the Hong Sect.

Hearing Cheng Feng say that this was a reward for him, Wang Hu was so moved that his eye sockets became moist, and even tears welled up in his tiger-like eyes; this was the emotion of being recognized.

Cheng Feng really could not stand this atmosphere full of "gay" tension.

He couldn't help but shiver and said with some disgust: "Can you be a little more normal? If you show this expression again, the reward will be gone!"

Hearing that the reward was to be taken back, Wang Hu immediately swallowed the words of loyalty he was about to say, but his heart sank: "Don't, Sect Master! I... I was just too moved." As he spoke, he stole a glance at Cheng Feng's expression.

Cheng Feng looked at Wang Hu returning to normal with a blank expression, and only after a moment did he slowly say: "You still need to put in more effort for the matters within the sect; this is what you deserve. With your talent, if you work harder and cultivate diligently, you might be able to reach the Skin Refining Perfection realm within three years. If you are a bit luckier, breaking through to the Blood Refining Realm is not entirely impossible."

Wang Hu knew well that Cheng Feng's strength was supreme; since he thought so highly of him, he must not let down this expectation.

Immediately after, Cheng Feng gently placed a plan document in front of Wang Hu and said slowly: "This is the internal reward and punishment system for the Hong Sect that I formulated after careful consideration some days ago; everything is based on contribution points, which can be used to exchange for any resources within the sect. As long as the Hong Sect has it, and as long as the points are sufficient, techniques, martial arts, and silver can all be exchanged. You take a careful look, and if there is anything that needs to be supplemented, let me know in time. At the same time, you must also find ways to improve everyone's strength as soon as possible. Didn't you all keep clamoring to seize territory? In a while, you will be able to get your wish."

Hearing this, Wang Hu was shocked. He stared at Cheng Feng with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The previous plans to seize territory had all been rejected by Cheng Feng, the reason being that he felt they should first stand firm before taking action.

So, is he preparing to start now?

"In addition, you must also let the three halls under Sun Gui, Zhou Hai, and Li Yang recruit a large number of people; three hundred people per hall is the limit. As for the treatment, it can be set according to the standard of ordinary gangs. The clothing must not have any items with the Hong Sect logo; only members who have joined the Hong Sect and completed the entry registration can enjoy the various treatments provided by the Hong Sect. From now on, this will be called the establishment." Cheng Feng seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and then continued to talk about other aspects of this matter.

After all, if he wanted to successfully take down territory, it would definitely not work without enough manpower, but the time was a bit tight now, and the pressure of lacking silver made Cheng Feng feel a bit breathless.

He could only deal with it for a while by recruiting people first, and Cheng Feng intended to start with those weaker gangs; after all, currently, the Hong Sect's biggest weakness was the lack of personnel.

Letting the three halls act as subordinate branches to recruit people to do things, while the core remained the Ren Men Disciples—this was a method Cheng Feng had thought of after long deliberation.

A clever woman cannot cook without rice; without money to do things, one is inevitably tied hand and foot.

In this way, only the elite Ren Men Disciples could receive monthly salaries, while the scattered soldiers and wandering braves would be treated according to the treatment of ordinary gang disciples, and no one would have any objections.

After all, it was the three halls that were recruiting people, not the Hong Sect headquarters, right?

Cheng Feng felt proud of himself for this outsourcing operation.