Chapter 446: New Changes

Cheng Feng moved slowly amidst the beauty.

Beauty always makes one linger and forget to return.

What surprised Cheng Feng even more was,

after consuming the Tongti Flower, his interactions with his wives and concubines were no longer just the original amount.

The Panmian harvest had gained two points out of thin air.

The harvest at this moment was basically three times what it was before.

"So, is this because my aptitude has improved?"

Cheng Feng muttered to himself.

Cheng Feng knew all too well just how poor the aptitude of this body of his was.

If it weren't for improving his Martial Dao by adding points through the Happiness Panel,

relying solely on his own talent, he would truly have no hope for the Martial Dao; even entering the threshold would be difficult.

But now...

The future is promising...

Cheng Feng would sometimes feel anxious,

wondering if he would fail to reach the pinnacle of the Martial Dao before he died if things kept going this slowly.

That his aptitude improvement would have such a result

was indeed something Cheng Feng had not expected.

This is the transition from a guaranteed minimum of 1 when 0 is multiplied by any number,

to 1 multiplied by any number equaling that number!!!

If the aptitude of the women in the household were all improved as well, would there be an even better response?

However, the source of the Tongti Flower is a problem.

It is a miraculous body-refining medicine that even Martial Artists at the Qi-Transforming Realm covet.

I fear it is hard to get!!

Smelling the scent of the photinia flowers,

and looking at the sleeping state of the beauties around him,

Cheng Feng, who discovered the words (0.1%) appearing after Flood Dragon Body on the Panmian, could hardly contain himself in his heart.

Can this be considered the start of slowly activating his own physical talent?

Does the Tongti Flower actually have such a miraculous effect?

No, no.

I must battle for another three hundred rounds to steady my state of mind.

The Senior Sister's Martial Dao cultivation is higher, so she recovers relatively quickly.

Seeing Cheng Feng eager to try,

"Don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, her fragrant lips were blocked by Cheng Feng.

Soon, the Senior Sister, who was his Principal Wife, had mist in her eyes and let out low whimpers, taking the lead for all the sisters.

The nature of a dragon is inherently lecherous.

If it were before, Cheng Feng's kidneys would never have been able to withstand it.

Even if his hard-body training were powerful, just the consumption and replenishment would sooner or later lead to a deficiency.

This time, the initial awakening of the Flood Dragon Body actually left Cheng Feng full of vigor.

His kidneys seemed to have upgraded from cotton to solid stone, with a continuous stream of warmth radiating from his waist.

It could help Cheng Feng last until the end of time.

The wives and concubines before him, whose highest level was only Bone Refining, were simply not enough to toss about.

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

Cheng Feng noticed something wrong with himself.

He was like someone who had lost his senses, indulging in pleasure without restraint.

If he were to be ambushed in such a situation, he would be done for.

Cheng Feng keenly realized his own loophole.

"In the future, I must not immerse myself in this way without any sense again."

The sunset fell.

Cheng Feng felt as if a lifetime had passed.

A simple wave lasted an entire day?

The wives and concubines in the house were also tired, and Cheng Feng did not want to disturb them too much.

But what he was thinking in his heart still needed to be verified.

After washing up, Cheng Feng changed into a new dark blue robe, embroidered with dark patterns that shimmered faintly in the sunlight, further setting off his tall, upright posture and extraordinary temperament.

He straightened his appearance in the bronze mirror, and after confirming everything was correct, he strode out of the house and headed toward Huayan Pavilion in the city.

Striking while the iron is hot, it is time to fully understand his own situation.

Huayan Pavilion.

It was still Hongyu and Shang Yan.

Facing people he was familiar with, he could at least be a bit more relaxed.

Cheng Feng knew he couldn't win over those top-level courtesans, and there was no need to compete with others for favor.

Cheng Feng had self-awareness.

A bird in the hand is worth more than a thousand in the forest.

The flower at home needs a rest.

The wild flowers outside can also be tasted.

Cheng Feng came this time wanting to try a different flavor.

He stepped into Huayan Pavilion with a leisurely pace; inside, the sounds of strings and bamboo played, the scent of rouge and powder permeated the air, and it was lively and romantic.

Hongyu, who had a special status, had sharp eyes and spotted Cheng Feng at a glance.

She thought to herself, "Oh no."

The lover whom Shang Yan thought of day and night had arrived.

Yet, a warm and charming smile bloomed on her face, and she twisted her slender waist to hurry over, saying in a coquettish voice, "Oh, Young Master Cheng, it has been a few days since I last saw you; this humble one has missed you." As she spoke, she gently took Cheng Feng's arm and leaned her body against him.

He stroked Hongyu's little face.

Cheng Feng laughed and said, "I came over to chat with Miss Shang."

"Does Young Master not have Hongyu in his heart?"

Hongyu pouted coquettishly, her peach-blossom eyes bright and moving.

"Naturally that is not the case; if Hongyu has the heart, it would not be impossible for this young master to redeem your status."

Afterwards, Cheng Feng added in his heart: "Of course, only if your primordial yin remains unbroken."

Cheng Feng, who possessed considerable assets, naturally did not have the same standards as before.

Shang Yan also came upon hearing the sound; her face was cold, but her eyes held joy: "Young Master Cheng, what brings you here today?"

Cheng Feng laughed heartily and said, "Naturally, it is because I was thinking of Miss Shang."

The three of them came to an elegant room, and Hongyu and Shang Yan busied themselves, pouring tea for Cheng Feng one moment and serving exquisite snacks the next.

Cheng Feng leaned back on the soft couch, looking at the two pretty and lovely women before him, feeling extremely content in his heart.

"Young Master Cheng, what have you been busy with all these days? You haven't come to see us." Hongyu sat beside Cheng Feng, gently pounding his legs, and pouted coquettishly.

Cheng Feng picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and said, "There were some trivial matters at home that I couldn't get away from. See, as soon as I had some free time, I rushed over to see you both."

Shang Yan leaned in to Cheng Feng's other side, picked up a piece of snack, and fed it to his mouth: "Young Master Cheng, try this freshly made snack; it is delicious."

Cheng Feng opened his mouth to bite the snack, chewed a few times, and nodded: "Mm, the taste is not bad."

Even if they had known each other for a short time, who doesn't love to hear sweet words?

Hongyu's eyes darted, and she said, "Young Master Cheng, since you are here today, why don't we sisters dance a piece for you to liven things up?"

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up: "Good, that is exactly what I wish for."

Hongyu and Shang Yan stood up and came to the center of the room. As the melodious music began, they danced with light figures, like two butterflies fluttering in the air.

Hongyu's dance was charming and moving, while Shang Yan's dance was agile and playful; the two coordinated perfectly, performing the dance beautifully.

Cheng Feng watched, mesmerized, and couldn't help but clap and cheer: "Good! That was danced wonderfully! It was truly a feast for the eyes!"

When the dance ended, Hongyu and Shang Yan returned to Cheng Feng's side, nestling into his arms. Cheng Feng held one in each arm, sighing in his heart that these wild flowers outside indeed had a different flavor; occasionally changing tastes was quite a pleasure in itself.