Chapter 375: Master and Apprentice

After finishing his meal, Cheng Feng headed straight for the Martial Arts Hall without the slightest hesitation.

His pace was steady, powerful, and swift, as if a scorching flame were burning fiercely within his heart.

According to the news sent by Wang Hu, the Red Lotus Sect would attack Qingyang County first, and then push forward toward this area.

This meant that, no matter what, they still had three days to prepare.

Although Cheng Feng felt somewhat uneasy, he did not neglect those who needed his care because of it.

The number of Hong Sect disciples was vast, and he truly could not look after everyone personally, but he had already pointed out the general direction.

The distance was too great, so the disciples who could not be withdrawn in time broke into smaller groups and went into hiding locally.

As for the gang members in Qingxi County, they went out individually in small numbers, so they would not be intercepted by the government.

Of course, in name, Cheng Feng claimed that he needed labor, forcing every disciple to recommend their whole family to contribute, and they would all be able to receive rewards from the Hong Sect.

Naturally, the disciples within the sect would not let outsiders take advantage of such a bargain.

Cheng Feng cleverly utilized human greed to control the spread of information very well.

Otherwise, Cheng Feng was truly worried that once this news spread, it would trigger panic prematurely, which would be extremely disadvantageous to his arrangements.

As for those who failed to grasp the subtext, or those who harbored their own little ulterior motives,

Cheng Feng no longer had the heart to pay them any mind.

Foolish people will be harmed by their own stupidity no matter where they go,

and if they cannot wake up to reality, no one can help them.

In any case, when the time comes for blades to clash, there might truly be no place for regret.

Black Wind Stronghold is located in a remote area, and Cheng Feng has already stored a large quantity of supplies there,

the purpose being to let the families of the Hong Sect disciples rebuild the stronghold.

Even if it were just a village, it would be a village with supplies.

Regarding this point, Cheng Feng, who possesses a Space Ring, indicated it would not be a problem;

the Sun can make three round trips in half an hour.

The villagers of Hong Village also need to be arranged to move there; this is where his responsibility lies.

And as for the cobra Da Hei, he needs to take it out for a walk even more.

The Snake Controlling True Scripture is indeed overbearing, but private cultivation is equally crucial.

This is just like the bond between people;

friends are indeed friends,

but if one does not interact for a long time, that sense of familiarity will gradually fade away.

Cheng Feng thought about the arrangements he would need to make later as he walked, and soon arrived at the entrance of Tieshan Martial Arts Hall.

Seeing the familiar stone lions, Cheng Feng walked inside with long, swift strides.

Inside the Tieshan Martial Arts Hall,

sunlight filtered through the thin clouds, scattering across the Martial Arts Training Ground.

A group of disciples were sweating like rain, diligently tempering their respective martial arts.

The moment Cheng Feng stepped into the Martial Arts Hall, he felt this vigorous spirit, and his mood became excited as well.

The number of disciples in the Martial Arts Hall had decreased significantly, and this was also due to Cheng Feng.

Their own senior brother had founded a gang outside, and the gang's benefits were generous and the treatment excellent.

There was no one who did not want to go.

Thanks to Cheng Feng,

those in the Martial Arts Hall who had achieved a little success, or those who could not make a living,

could all use this connection to try their luck at the Hong Sect.

As long as they could endure the first three months of military training,

the Hong Sect would always arrange a task for them.

In these chaotic times,

with someone above to provide protection,

those in the middle not bullying them excessively,

and a layer of welfare security below,

who wouldn't be scrambling to get in?

Unfortunately, the standard training period of the first three months discouraged most people who intended to just drift through life.

Those who could endure it were indeed worthy of these benefits.

Cheng Feng looked at those unfamiliar faces among the disciples and could not help but think of himself when he was struggling hard.

After reminiscing for a moment, he arrived at the Rear Courtyard,

and saw his master lying on a lounge chair, enjoying the sun comfortably.

Yet he himself knew more and worried more.

Cheng Feng was suddenly seized by a playful impulse,

a Hundred Refinement Blade appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he circulated the arts he had learned;

the Thunder Blade Blood-Bursting Art ran at full power within his body,

and his master-level Thunder Blade Technique was already poised to strike.

Wang Tieshan's brows furrowed instantly, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and a dangerous aura swept past in an instant.

With a hawk-like somersault,

the old man who had been lying there sunning himself instantly transformed into someone with a dangerous aura,

Like a ferocious beast ready to spring and harm someone in the next second.

Looking at the source of the danger, Wang Tieshan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had an ashen face: "Rebellious disciple, are you trying to take this old man's life?"

Watching his master, who had been half-kneeling on the ground with a constantly changing expression, stand up, brush the dust off his clothes, and calmly speak these words,

Cheng Feng could not help but feel a bit awkward.

He had originally just wanted to give his master a surprise, but he had not expected it to turn into a fright.

However, the old man's skills were truly formidable;

he was over fifty years old,

yet he could still react instantly the moment a dangerous aura appeared,

which was truly no simple feat.

However, Cheng Feng did not expose this, instead saying with a grin: "Master, I was just showing you the results of my cultivation; what is this you're doing??"

Looking at the grinning Cheng Feng, Wang Tieshan was also helpless.

But that fleeting aura had indeed made Wang Tieshan feel a trace of danger.

"Your strength?"

Wang Tieshan frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Cheng Feng, as if wanting to pierce through the surface and see through his true strength.

"You brat, have you made secret progress again?

That aura just now, even I felt a trace of pressure."

Cheng Feng chuckled and shrugged: "Master, don't underestimate me; I haven't been idle during this time.

Going outside these past two days made me deeply realize

that strength is the only hard truth, and I don't want to drop the ball at a critical moment."

"So..."

Looking at Cheng Feng's slightly embarrassed yet eager-to-try expression,

Wang Tieshan curled his lips into a helpless smile and continued Cheng Feng's words: "So, you've set your sights on my old family assets,

and the Secret Manual that can only be practiced at Bone Refining Perfection has been targeted by you, brat."

Cheng Feng laughed: "Hahaha,

not at all, I was just thinking about laying a good foundation for Cheng Yun in the future.

A few days ago, I encountered a Lianzhan Martial Artist outside, fought them, and suffered a small loss.

You wouldn't want the child of me and Senior Sister Shi to be bullied in the future, right?"

Wang Tieshan's expression turned stern, and he hurriedly asked: "Are you alright?"

Cheng Feng spun around in place: "I'm fine, I'm great! The other party didn't get the better of me either."

If Huang Ping, who had just been buried, knew about this in the afterlife, he would certainly have nowhere to voice his grievances.

This was more than just not getting the better of him;

this was being dead and still having to take the blame!

Wang Tieshan looked at Cheng Feng's appearance, feeling somewhat suspicious in his heart: "You brat have always bullied the weak and feared the strong; when did you start doing the work of defeating the strong with the weak?"

Cheng Feng said solemnly: "Master, that is normal logical thinking;

your disciple cannot do things like an egg hitting a stone."

Looking at Cheng Feng's serious expression, and after sensing Cheng Feng's Bone Refining Perfection realm,

Wang Tieshan, who had been prepared to teach him the integrity of a Martial Artist who would rather die than submit and would always forge ahead, fell silent.

Since he had already reached Bone Refining Perfection, what was the use of saying those things?

However, since the words had already been spoken,

and Wang Tieshan had watched Cheng Feng rise step by step, he naturally understood Cheng Feng's experiences,

so he surprisingly did not say anything more.

Instead, he lay down comfortably, basking in the sun, and squinted his eyes, saying: "There is a hidden compartment in the leg of the desk in the study;

go find it yourself, and don't break my desk."

Seeing Wang Tieshan so easily point out the location of the Secret Manual,

Cheng Feng also uncharacteristically poured a cup of tea for Wang Tieshan,

and only after respectfully bowing to Wang Tieshan did he slowly walk toward the study.

Watching Cheng Feng's back, Wang Tieshan muttered: "Time spares no one!!"