Chapter 452: Beginning the Consolidation

Cheng Mansion

Cheng Feng looked at the shocking, deep footprints on the hull of the Sun, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably, his heart filled with helplessness and a bitter, wry smile.

He gently patted the metal shell of the Sun and said with a bitter smile, "Old friend, you've had a hard time. It seems my strength growth has become a bit out of control."

At this moment, Zhao Wei had already followed Cheng Feng's instructions and successfully comforted Cheng Fu and Cheng Mu.

She walked out of the house and, seeing Cheng Feng standing by the Sun with a conflicted expression, couldn't help but ask curiously, "Cheng Feng, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so troubled?"

The secret of the Sun could not be hidden, but it was limited to Cheng Feng's women.

Cheng Feng helplessly pointed to the footprints on the Sun and said, "Look, I just wanted to find a place to properly control my own strength, but when I exerted force, I left footprints on this special alloy. This strength is growing too fast; I can barely keep a handle on it."

A flash of surprise crossed Zhao Wei's eyes, followed by an understanding smile. She said, "This also shows that you've become stronger; that's a good thing. But what do you plan to do next? Won't it be too dangerous to go into the deep mountains to control your strength?"

Cheng Feng shook his head and said firmly, "I'm not afraid of danger. I must master this power as soon as possible; otherwise, if it goes out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Of course, more importantly, he could not indulge in nightly debauchery, which was something Cheng Feng could not accept.

Zhao Wei nodded and said, "Then be careful. If you need any help, just tell me."

Cheng Feng looked at Zhao Wei gratefully and said, "Don't worry, I will. Take good care of my parents at home; I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Cheng Feng boarded the Sun, set the destination, and flew toward the nearby deep mountains.

Along the way, Cheng Feng felt the surging power within his body, his heart filled with both excitement and nervousness.

Although this power was strong, if it were not controlled, it could very likely bring disaster to himself and those around him.

Soon, the Sun landed in a deep, secluded valley.

Cheng Feng stepped off the spaceship and looked around; the valley was filled with dense trees and jagged rocks, and it was completely silent.

Cheng Feng took a deep breath, felt the natural aura around him, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Finding an open space, Cheng Feng began to try to control his strength.

He started with the most basic application of strength, slowly clenching and relaxing his fists, feeling the flow of every bit of power.

As his practice deepened, he gradually became able to control the magnitude and direction of his strength, no longer losing control as he had before.

Of course, Cheng Feng was not satisfied with this. His strength still had a lot of room for improvement.

Cheng Feng began to try to stimulate the inherited power within his Black Flood Dragon Bloodline.

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and felt the mysterious power within his body.

Gradually, he seemed to enter a marvelous world, seeing that huge black flood dragon swimming within his bloodline.

The black flood dragon seemed to sense Cheng Feng's summons and let out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar. Immediately after, a powerful force surged out from his bloodline, filling Cheng Feng's entire body.

Cheng Feng felt as if his body were about to be burst apart by this power, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Under the impact of this power, Cheng Feng's body began to undergo marvelous changes. His skin became tougher, as if covered by a layer of invisible scales;

his muscles became more developed and filled with explosive power; his bones also became harder, as if they could withstand any blow.

It is unknown how much time passed before Cheng Feng finally succeeded in mastering this inherited power.

Cheng Feng opened his eyes, a sharp light flickering within them. He clenched his fists, felt the powerful strength within his body, and his heart was filled with confidence.

"Now, my strength must be at least 100,000 jin," Cheng Feng muttered to himself. "This Black Flood Dragon Bloodline inheritance is truly formidable. To gain this kind of power for an expenditure of 5,000 points is well worth it."

Cheng Feng practiced in the valley for a while longer until he could skillfully utilize this power, then boarded the Sun and flew toward home.

His heart was filled with anticipation, imagining the expressions those potential enemies would show when they saw how strong he had become.

Moreover, he also needed to start preparing for cultivation techniques.

The Thunder Blade Technique could no longer keep up with Cheng Feng's pace.

Heimu Prefecture

Hong Sect Headquarters

Cheng Feng returned to the Hong Sect headquarters and strode into the meeting hall, where the core members of the Hong Sect had long been waiting.

He swept his gaze over everyone, his expression cold and stern, and said, "Now that the Hong Sect has successfully integrated into Heimu Prefecture and the connections have been properly handled, the next step is the critical moment to consolidate the underworld of Heimu Prefecture."

A burly man with a face full of flesh slammed the table, stood up, and roared, "Master Cheng, what are we waiting for! The Jiangshui Gang and the Iron Boat Gang haven't stopped tripping us up lately; we should take this opportunity to give them a good beating and let them know the power of our Hong Sect!" This person was Zhang Meng, known for his bravery in the branch of Heimu Prefecture; he was always bellicose and, hearing that they were going to take action, could no longer hold himself back.

Another middle-aged man wearing a long gown with a refined appearance frowned slightly, stroked his beard, and said slowly, "Brother Zhang Meng, do not be impulsive. The Jiangshui Gang and the Iron Boat Gang have been rooted in Heimu Prefecture for many years, and their influence cannot be underestimated. If we strike rashly, we fear we may fall into a dilemma. It is better to formulate a comprehensive plan first." This person was Li Wenyuan, a strategist brought in by Leng Feng for the branch; he was always cautious and considered problems thoroughly.

Cheng Feng nodded and said, "Mr. Li's words are very true. The Jiangshui Gang and the Iron Boat Gang are indeed not to be underestimated, but the Hong Sect is no longer what it used to be. We can start with their weaknesses and break them one by one."

Zhang Meng scratched his head and asked, "Master Feng, what are their weaknesses? How come I didn't see them?"

Cheng Feng smiled slightly and said, "The Jiangshui Gang mainly relies on waterway transport for their livelihood; we can make a move on their transport routes and cut off their financial path.

As for the Iron Boat Gang, they are supported by the shipbuilding industry; we can start with their raw material supply and their customers to put them in a difficult position."