Chapter 200: Meiniang's Arrangement

Ever since that day, Cheng Feng began brewing medicine for Xu Miao every day, with Tiger Bone Soup at every meal, hoping that this precious Tiger Bone Soup could help Xu Miao step into the Bone Refining Realm as soon as possible.

Knowing the medicinal efficacy of the Tiger Bone Soup, Xu Miao also held expectations for it, and in her daily life, she practiced her Shadow Blade Technique even more diligently.

In the entire Cheng Mansion, only Xu Miao possessed her own cultivation technique; her Shadow Blade Technique could be practiced up to Bone Refining Perfection at its highest, while everyone else practiced the Mountain Crushing Fist. Previously, Cheng Feng could only understand that the Mountain Crushing Fist could be practiced up to the Bone Refining Realm.

After he stepped into Bone Refining using the Thunder Blood-Bursting Art, he discovered that the highest realm the Mountain Crushing Fist could reach was Bone Refining Late Stage, not yet reaching Perfection. Cheng Feng was not worried about the future either; it was still too early to tell, and the Mountain Crushing Fist was sufficient for the current stage.

Time passed in a hurry, and more than ten days had gone by; Xu Miao seemed to have no obvious progress. Although the prescription clearly stated that this medicine was effective, Cheng Feng still had some doubts and helplessness in his heart.

Today is already the twelfth day; can Xu Miao really enter the Bone Refining Realm as she wishes?

Cheng Feng pondered secretly, his heart filled with unknowns and anxiety.

Although the eight catties of tiger bone were heavy, only five taels were needed to be ground into powder each time, enough for only sixteen uses. The other two main ingredients actually had four extra portions, and each time the medicine was brewed, it provided three servings for Xu Miao to drink. Now, there was very little tiger bone left, only enough for four more servings.

Yet, in the face of reality, he felt that his expectations had been too high. The prescription also said there was a chance, not that it was certain to step into Bone Refining. Everything could only be left to fate, pinning his hopes on Xu Miao's own efforts and luck.

Looking at the tiger bone before him, Cheng Feng couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "Will Miaomiao still break through? Forget it, no need to rush for the moment."

Having figured it out, Cheng Feng was no longer conflicted.

In these twelve days, however, Cheng Feng had been living a life of nightly revelry, getting his fifteen Fortune Points every day without fail, and occasionally even exceeding that when his interest was at its peak.

He added to the Void-Disrupting Step to reach Cheng Feng's expected value.

Void-Disrupting Step: (Proficient 1/200)

Looking at the numbers on the Panmian, Cheng Feng's shortcoming was finally filled in a little bit. He added all the excess to the Thunder Blade Technique. Thunder Blade Technique: (Proficient 175/200). He looked forward to seeing what kind of power a Master-level Thunder Blade Technique might have.

Cheng Feng's forced march of these past ten-plus days should also come to an end.

Every day sharing his favors equally, one against ten.

Cheng Feng just wanted to give his kidneys a vacation.

At least let them loosen up a bit.

Cheng Feng's women didn't know what their master was happy about, but in any case, after ten-plus days, they were also happy and satisfied; it was enough to just accompany the master and be happy.

It was exactly noon, the sun hung high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight spilled into the study through the windows. The room was filled with a faint scent of books and tea, making one feel peaceful and comfortable.

Cheng Feng sat at the desk, focused on browsing through the accounts of the Hong Sect. He held a pen in his hand, occasionally taking notes on the pages. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were thinking about the contents of the book.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure walked into the study lightly. She was wearing a light blue Cheongsam, her posture graceful and charming, with a gentle smile on her face.

It was Meiniang. She was carrying a pot of steaming hot tea, walked to Cheng Feng's side, and said softly, "Master, you've worked hard, have some tea and rest." Saying this, she placed the teapot on the table, picked up a teacup, filled it with hot tea, and handed it to Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng put down the pen in his hand, took the teacup, and took a deep breath, feeling the fragrance of the tea wafting toward him. He smiled at Meiniang and said, "Thank you, Madam."

He took a light sip of tea, letting the fragrant liquid linger in his mouth, soothing his tense nerves. Meiniang looked at Cheng Feng, her eyes filled with concern.

She gently smoothed out Cheng Feng's furrowed brows: "Master, I see you have been frowning lately. This Concubine is just a woman, I don't understand anything, I just hope Master won't be too tired."

Cheng Feng wrapped his arm around Meiniang's slender waist, placed her on his lap, kissed her delicate little cheek, and said softly: "You are always calm, why did you suddenly bring tea today?"

Meiniang said shyly: "This Concubine, this Concubine just hopes Master won't be too tired, there is no other meaning."

Cheng Feng chuckled; no other meaning, there was only one meaning.

Looking at Meiniang wearing his favorite high-slit Cheongsam, and under the Cheongsam were the leg-hugging silk stockings that Cai'er and the other women had worked together to modify, her hesitant gaze was like a naive little deer.

The primordial power in Cheng Feng's heart erupted, and he expressed his attitude directly with action; the books on the table were once again swiped to the floor by Cheng Feng.

What is the point of reading at a time like this? Isn't personal experience better?

Seeing that the suggestion from Sister Cai'er had worked, Meiniang couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, yet she made the choice all women uniformly make: "Master, this Concubine didn't mean that... mmph."

Meiniang's lips were blocked by Cheng Feng.

After the clouds and rain, the husband and wife returned to their usual state. Holding the flushed Meiniang, he said: "Tell me, Meiniang, you definitely have more than just this one thing."

Meiniang's eyes were misty, and she wrapped her arms around Cheng Feng's neck and said: "Master, actually there is nothing else, it's just that the sisters all have offspring, but Meiniang's own belly is not living up to expectations..."

Crystal clear teardrops hung on Meiniang's beautiful face, making her look as lovable as a flower ravaged by wind and rain. She trembled her lips slightly and said softly: "I really don't know what to do..."

Cheng Feng watched her quietly, a feeling of love surging in his heart. He brushed across Meiniang's cheek, wiping away the crystal teardrops.

He said to her gently: "How about this, Meiniang, you can be my secretary and go to the Hong Mansion to help me manage the accounts of the Hong Sect. Aren't you proficient in this? And this can also help me. I will also go to the Hong Mansion often later, and we can just do more things when the time comes."

Meiniang raised her head, looking at Cheng Feng with teary eyes, her eyes flashing with gratitude and hope. She nodded, her voice choked with emotion: "Thank you, Master, this Concubine will definitely serve you well."

Cheng Feng smiled and patted her shoulder to show encouragement. The word "secretary" was quite wonderful; Cheng Feng from his previous life never had the chance to experience it. Since Meiniang needed it, what harm was there in him making a small sacrifice?

Watching Meiniang turn her tears into smiles, Cheng Feng leaned against Meiniang's ear, blew a breath, and said ambiguously: "You know what I like, right? Bring the things with you then! Change into them after arriving at the Hong Mansion."

Watching Meiniang shiver, Cheng Feng smirked, and Meiniang acted shy and coy.

Cheng Feng also hoped that his own women would get pregnant quickly!

Not to mention being able to pass down the Cheng family line.

Cheng Feng was also very much looking forward to the Lucky Bag rewards at that time.