Chapter 204: Caring Meticulously

Several days later, Zhao Wei's physical condition finally stabilized. Although she had not fully recovered, she was at least out of danger.

After all, as a Martial Artist who had stepped into the Blood Refining Realm, Zhao Wei possessed vitality and recovery capabilities that surpassed ordinary people, which was one of the key factors in her survival.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a familiar room, the air filled with the faint scent of medicinal herbs.

Cheng Feng was lying quietly beside her. She struggled to sit up, felt the extent of her body's recovery, and revealed a happy smile.

She had survived after all. Although the price was having to marry this little rascal Cheng Feng, the meticulous care Cheng Feng had shown over these past few days still made the tough, stubborn, and heroic Senior Sister Zhao Wei feel uncontrollably shy.

Every place that should have been touched and every place that shouldn't have been touched had been touched; at this point, what else was there to say?

She reached out her left hand with difficulty, gently stroked Cheng Feng's cheek, and tears could not help but stream from her eyes.

She understood clearly that if Cheng Feng had not arrived in time and used the precious Black Jade Intermittent Ointment on her, she likely would have lost her life long ago.

And now, because of Cheng Feng's help, she had been granted another chance at survival.

Cheng Feng woke up instantly. Senior Sister was different from other women; she had her master Wang Tieshan as a backer, so naturally, things could not just rely on a verbal agreement.

Cheng Feng had confidence in the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, but Medical Skill had always been a hurdle for him. He decided to take this opportunity to stay by Senior Sister's side; when a lonely heart finds companionship, even the toughest woman can turn into water.

Women are made of water, and the effect was obvious; the previously strong and stubborn Senior Sister was now, under Cheng Feng's thoughtful care, turning into a woman who was half-asleep.

Cheng Feng looked at Zhao Wei's appearance, his heart full of pity. He gently wiped the tears from the corners of Zhao Wei's eyes and comforted her tenderly, "Senior Sister, don't cry. Everything will be alright."

Zhao Wei nodded slightly, her eyes shimmering with tears of gratitude and emotion. She knew that if not for Cheng Feng's rescue, she likely would not have been able to see the beauty of this world again. Cheng Feng's appearance was like a beam of light illuminating the darkness in her life.

Zhao Wei's gaze gradually became firm. She told Cheng Feng that once her injuries healed, she would definitely continue to cultivate and strive to become a stronger Martial Artist.

Cheng Feng smiled and encouraged her, expressing that he would always support her decision. The two embraced tightly, looking forward to the days ahead together.

Outside the door, Wang Tieshan listened to the affectionate sounds coming from inside the room. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a sense of helplessness and emotion. He sighed softly and muttered to himself, "This little girl, she really has grown up..."

Wang Tieshan recalled picking up Zhao Wei many years ago. At that time, she was just a pitiful little girl, but now she had grown into a graceful, heroic, and spirited young woman.

Although he had adopted Zhao Wei and there was no blood relation, seeing her fall in love with someone else now left him feeling a bit conflicted.

Zhao Wei was a child he had picked up, and Wang Tieshan had always raised her as his own daughter. However, at this moment, hearing the bursts of laughter from the room, he realized how quickly time had passed.

Zhao Wei was already at the age for marriage. Wang Tieshan had urged her before, but Zhao Wei was single-mindedly devoted to the Martial Dao and kept putting it off. Whenever Wang Tieshan wanted to be firm, Zhao Wei would always make a small breakthrough, blocking Wang Tieshan's words.

Wang Tieshan could not help but lament the ruthless passage of time, while also feeling gratified that Zhao Wei had found someone she liked. Although there was a trace of reluctance in his heart, seeing them happy, Wang Tieshan felt his duty as a father had been fulfilled.

He turned and left silently, shaking his head and sighing as he walked: "Sigh, a grown daughter cannot be kept!" But he immediately smiled, because he knew that even if Zhao Wei left his side in the future, she would still live a happy and fulfilling life.

As for his Closed-door Disciple Cheng Feng, Wang Tieshan understood him quite well. It was no exaggeration to say that he was a young talent.

From the initial tavern business to the founding of the Hong Sect, then the downfall of the Sishui Gang and the Green Bamboo Gang, until today, the Hong Sect had become the leading gang in South City.

It could be said that Cheng Feng had demonstrated extraordinary wisdom and strength along the way.

With his eldest disciple following such a person, Wang Tieshan believed she would definitely not suffer.

Furthermore, his Martial Arts Hall would certainly need someone to carry it on in the future. He had previously hesitated between Zhao Wei and Zhang Hu, but now that he saw Cheng Feng had already broken through to the Bone Refining Realm, what else was there to say?

After all, among Martial Artists, the strong are king. So Wang Tieshan decided not to disturb them and let them enjoy this sweet moment.

As for what the future would hold, let everything take its natural course.

Cheng Feng heard the familiar sound of breathing outside the door and was secretly delighted; he knew Wang Tieshan had come. Just as he got up to welcome him, he found that Wang Tieshan had suddenly turned and left. Cheng Feng could not help but mutter to himself: "Is this tacit approval?"

He remembered learning from Zhao Wei about the father-daughter-like relationship between her and her master. He had originally planned to increase his efforts to make Zhao Wei accept him better, so that Wang Tieshan could see the progress between them.

However, he had not expected things to be accepted so easily. Still, Cheng Feng thought this was fine; after all, he did indeed have some carnal thoughts about Zhao Wei, but these were not worth hiding. As for the Panel Luck Points, that would be his secret forever.

Therefore, from the beginning, Cheng Feng had shaped an image of himself as someone greedy for money and lustful, yet hardworking and diligent.

He believed that as long as he let everyone think this way, no one would harbor suspicions about him.

If anyone asked, he would attribute it to talent, and Wang Tieshan could just happen to testify to that.

Looking at Zhao Wei, whose complexion was getting better and better—the usually heroic and spirited Zhao Wei now appearing delicate and lovely before him, plus the added status of being his Senior Sister—

Cheng Feng sometimes could not help but feel his appetite whetted, impatiently waiting for the news of Zhao Wei's recovery.

Although he had been going home every day to cultivate hard these past few days, he still wanted to take care of Senior Sister, and every night he relied on the ten or so points of income from Xu Miao and Yu Niang.

Sleeping together in one big bed took too much time, and he also had to give the women a break, otherwise, it would be bad if he couldn't suppress them.

Even so, looking at the data on the Panmian, Cheng Feng was still very happy.

Thunder Blade Technique: (Master 1/200)

This was Cheng Feng's second master-level skill; Basic Blade Technique was the first, and his Thunder Blade Technique had finally reached the master level.

Heaven does not fail those who work hard; the skill had finally leveled up.