Chapter 168: Improvement

While Xu Miao was recovering, Cheng Feng arrived at a side room that was a bit further away.

Inside, his eldest brother and Lao San were already prepared.

Under Cheng Feng's secret support, his eldest brother Cheng Shu had also stepped into the ranks of Martial Artists, becoming a Strength Refining Initial Stage Martial Artist.

Lao San, Cheng Lei, had become a 14-year-old Mid Strength Refining Realm Martial Artist thanks to a large amount of medicinal supplementation.

Herding one sheep is herding, and herding three sheep is also herding.

Looking at his eldest brother and younger brother, he said: "Eldest Brother, Third Brother, the Martial Dao is long and arduous. This is all the support I can give you. I founded the Hong Sect, and it won't be long before the fighting starts. You must hold on!"

Cheng Shu and Cheng Lei had long since received Cheng Feng's instructions. Seeing their second brother still worried, Lao San smiled and said: "Second Brother, come on. We were only able to walk out of Liujiacun thanks to you. Now that Second Brother has a need, your younger brother is naturally willing to lend a hand."

Cheng Shu patted Cheng Lei's head: "Where did you learn that? It's so cheesy. Lao Er, I have nothing to say, just one thing: if you acknowledge me as your eldest brother, then just bring it on."

Ever since Cheng Feng said there was something that could help the two brothers improve their strength, Cheng Shu could see that Lao Er had an inexplicable sense of urgency.

It even felt like he was giving final instructions to his two brothers.

Cheng Shu had already tasted the bitterness of the Martial Arts Hall; he felt most deeply the embarrassment of being unable to afford medicinal herbs because he lacked silver.

Once at the Hong Sect Training Camp, he tried desperately to keep up with his younger brother's pace, but it was all in vain.

If not for the Fumen bringing him a bowl of All-Encompassing Tonic Soup every midnight,

how could he have been full of vigor the next day to lead his team to continue training?

Since he had it, he assumed Lao San must have received the same treatment.

His own Lao Er's painstaking efforts were so great that he, as the eldest brother, didn't even know what to say!

Now that Lao Er needed to do something, how could he, as the older brother, hold him back?

Seeing his own brothers working so hard and trusting him,

Cheng Feng did not hesitate and injected the Super Serum into his brothers' bodies.

To thereby increase his brothers' strength.

"Next, it's up to fate," Cheng Feng thought to himself.

According to the news obtained by Wang Hu, the Hong Sect's recent movements were not small, and they had also attracted the attention of other gangs.

Many inconspicuous new faces had started small businesses within the Hong Sect's territory.

Their locations were very tricky, carrying a sense of surveillance.

Furthermore, it was learned that: Green Bamboo Gang leader Peng Yuyan was suspected of not having made a move for many years, so his strength was uncertain; the three Elders of the Green Bamboo Gang were all Blood Refining Realm Martial Artists; there were about twenty-plus people in the Skin Refining Realm, about 40-plus in the Strength Refining Realm, and about 500 Ordinary disciples.

That previous Hall Master Zhu was actually just a connection-hire and was not worth mentioning at all.

Cheng Feng calculated the Hong Sect's visible strength: eight hundred; Cheng Yi could barely count as two Blood Refining Realm, and after Xu Miao and Wu Feng recovered, they would also be two, both at the Blood Refining Late Stage.

Plus himself at the Bone Refining Realm, fifty disciples at the Strength Refining Realm, over a hundred Ordinary disciples in the Training Camp, and the Wai Bian Disciples of the Gui, Hai, and Yang halls, who numbered a full four hundred.

They could barely compete for territory; if they didn't seize territory soon, Cheng Feng's silver would be unable to sustain them.

Of course, Cheng Feng's ultimate weapon was outside the city, faithfully making maps for Cheng Feng!

The power of the machine gun was Cheng Feng's most core secret.

The current Hong Sect was like a bow drawn and ready to be released.

Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back.

Cheng Feng could only accelerate the Hong Sect's strength.

He really didn't see any potential in the Ordinary disciples.

Cheng Feng could only start from high-end combat power.

The only practical thing was the Super Serum; while deepening his own foundation, and with the added support of Martial Dao techniques, he already had the power to fight.

The forces Cheng Feng was eating were all edge forces at the corners of major powers, and these small forces also had intricate connections with large gangs.

Since he dared to make a move, Cheng Feng naturally would not be unprepared.

But the more backup plans, the better.

Opening Lucky Bags was one, using the Super Serum was one, and winning over Wu Feng was also one.

The extra Peripheral Disciples recruited by the three halls also counted as one.

Cheng Feng had temporarily handed over the management of casinos, lending, and brothels to the disciples of the three halls.

Their methods were dark, which Cheng Feng did not like, but with no silver to support them, he could only do this for now.

After successively finishing the injections of Super Serum for the three of them,

Cheng Feng could only wait, looking at the last one: "Cai'er, I hope you can be faster!"

Originally, this last one was a reward for Cai'er, but with the appearance of Yu Niang and the lack of money requiring combat power,

Cheng Feng had to change his previous thoughts once again.

He still had to base things on the actual situation.

Fortunately, Cai'er was also diligent and hardworking; it was estimated that she was not far from becoming a Martial Artist.

Three hours passed very slowly, so slowly that Cheng Feng couldn't help but want to go in and check the situation.

Xu Miao's condition had gradually recovered, and the aura on her body was even more condensed, as if she were about to break through.

His eldest brother and second younger brother had long since been unable to bear the pain and began practicing the fist frames and fist styles taught by the Tieshan Martial Arts Hall.

They practiced over and over again; only in this way could they guide the energy in their bodies to flow along the fist styles and alleviate their own pain.

Cheng Feng could understand, yet he was afraid that his brothers might have some accident.

Fortunately, at dusk, the aura on Xu Miao's body condensed, and then the fluctuation of Blood Qi blew the dust on the floor of the room outward in a circle.

Cheng Feng ran over at the first moment. Looking at the rosy-faced Xu Miao, Cheng Feng went straight up and asked: "How is it? Did you succeed?"

The gap between Martial Dao foundations and the replenishment of body cells was a galaxy apart.

Cheng Feng didn't know if this could recover, but in all likelihood, it should, right?

Xu Miao looked at the anxious Cheng Feng, a playful mood rising. With teary eyes, she said dejectedly: "Master, this Concubine, this Concubine has tried her best."

"Sigh, that's fine, it was uncertain to begin with. In the future, I will provide for you. We'll have eight or ten children, and you can teach them martial arts," Cheng Feng said, stepping forward to embrace and comfort Xu Miao.

"Hee hee, this Concubine doesn't want to have that many, two or three will do," Xu Miao laughed.

Seeing Xu Miao's expression change again, Cheng Feng also noticed it.

"Alright, now you're even joking with your master, you deserve a spanking."

He slapped her fleshy buttocks, causing waves of movement.

Xu Miao let out a delicate cry, feigning resistance while welcoming him, saying, "Master is so wicked."

Watching Xu Miao, who was much happier now, Cheng Feng wished he could take her right there and let her know what the Cheng family discipline was.

Unfortunately, the timing was not right: "You little temptress, you just wait."

He then led Xu Miao toward the side rooms of his eldest brother and third younger brother.

Watching his eldest brother and younger brother-in-law diligently practicing their forms, Xu Miao asked delicately, "Master, what are the eldest brother and younger brother-in-law doing?"

Cheng Feng did not shy away: "They injected this thing; it is said to be able to increase strength. We'll see what their final condition is."

"Then has Master also injected it?"

"That is only natural, but people are different. Let's see what their final result is!" Cheng Feng said helplessly.

Another hour passed.

The two brothers finally stopped, and Cheng Feng tested their strength.

Lao Da's Martial Dao strength was at the Strength Refining late stage, but his power was greater than a normal Skin Refining mid-stage.

Lao San's Martial Dao strength was even more exaggerated, reaching Strength Refining perfection directly, with power similar to the eldest brother, both around the strength of a Skin Refining mid-stage.