#292 - Chapter 292 Plum

After the New Year, the Cheng residence was once again filled with an atmosphere of anticipation and joy. Mei Niang and Eldest Sister Zhao Wei, two women who were about to become mothers, immersed the entire family in a warm and tense atmosphere.

Mei Niang's pregnancy came first, and her physical condition constantly tugged at the hearts of Cheng Feng and his entire family, while Eldest Sister Zhao Wei would follow closely behind in a few days, further intensifying this anticipation.

From servants to masters, everyone in the Cheng residence was meticulously preparing for the arrival of the two expectant mothers. The servants bustled about in the various rooms, paying attention to hygiene everywhere, while tidying up the delivery room and preparing everything needed for the babies.

The women of the house took turns accompanying Mei Niang and Zhao Wei, using their rich experience to provide the most attentive care and guidance.

Cheng Feng personally took care of everything. He not only paid attention to the diet and daily life of his two wives, but also specially invited the best midwife and highly skilled doctor in the city in advance to ensure that nothing would go wrong.

He was no longer the weak and powerless person without money or background.

A simple instruction was enough for someone to drag the doctor to his door to take charge.

One or two taels of silver a day?

It didn't matter, Cheng Feng could afford it. Money was meant to be spent at times like these.

As time passed, Mei Niang's delivery date drew closer. The atmosphere in the Cheng residence became increasingly tense and full of anticipation. The family members counted the days, praying that everything would go smoothly.

Finally, on a sunny morning, Mei Niang's room was filled with the joy of a new life being born.

The crisp cry, like heavenly music, instantly penetrated every corner of the Cheng residence, announcing the arrival of a new life.

At that moment, Cheng Feng's heart seemed to be filled with a warm force. He quickly entered the delivery room, knelt by the bed, and held Mei Niang's hand, which was slightly tired from childbirth but still gentle, and said with joy, "Mei Niang, you've worked hard."

Mei Niang looked at her husband's tender eyes and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips. Although she had experienced the hardships of childbirth, the feeling of happiness at this moment made her feel that everything was worth it.

She gently shook her head, indicating that she was not tired, and just gently gazed at the little life lying beside her, her eyes full of maternal love.

Cheng Feng gently picked up the child and carefully examined the tender little face, saying to Mei Niang, "It's a girl. Let's call her Cheng Mei, like the plum blossom in winter. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Mei Niang rolled her eyes at her man, preparing to say that Cheng Feng was being lazy, but the imagery of "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold" made Mei Niang thoughtful.

Mei Niang had also read books, so she naturally knew what was good and bad.

She nodded and said, "I'll listen to you, Master."

The family members who arrived later also gathered around. Some gently picked up the newborn, carefully caring for it; others surrounded Mei Niang and Cheng Feng, sharing this indescribable joy and emotion.

The room was filled with laughter and a warm atmosphere, and everyone was celebrating the birth of this new life in their own way.

After the joy of celebrating the birth of the new life, Cheng Feng temporarily hid the excitement and joy in his heart, and instead went to the study with a more calm demeanor.

The birth of each of his own bloodline represented an opportunity, a chance to draw a lucky bag.

Cheng Feng had ten children, but he still couldn't figure out the rules for drawing lucky bags, but having one was better than not having one.

Lucky bag, I, Cheng Feng, am coming!

Inside the study, the light was soft and the atmosphere was filled with the fragrance of books. It was an important place for Cheng Feng to handle family affairs and think about the future. He gently pushed open the door and stepped inside, then instructed the servants not to disturb him.

Cheng Feng sat at his desk and focused all his attention on the lucky bag icon on the panel, slowly clicking it. The lucky bag began to rotate from small to large on the panel, as if performing a mysterious ritual, foreshadowing unknown fate and opportunities.

Cheng Feng's eyes followed the rotating lucky bag, his heart filled with curiosity and a hint of anticipation.

Finally, a card appeared in Cheng Feng's hand. Cheng Feng turned his hand over and a delicate card came into view.

There were no complicated words on the card, only a vivid picture: a blood-red herb stood proudly in the wind, with mountains of corpses piled up around it, and blood was constantly absorbed by the roots of the organ-strengthening grass.

Its color was like the purest blood, revealing an extraordinary aura, and the fruit it bore was like a heart, beating slowly.

Cheng Feng carefully comprehended the information on the card: "Its color is like blood, its taste is sweet, its roots can be divided, and its fruit can strengthen the organs. It is called the Organ-Strengthening Grass."

Just by looking at this organ-strengthening grass, Cheng Feng knew that it was definitely a precious medicinal material, and might even hide some special uses or value.

After carefully confirming the information on the card again, Cheng Feng's face was ecstatic.

Organ-Strengthening Grass, survives by absorbing the blood of living beings, enhancing the function of human organs. More importantly, its root division ability is extremely strong. Once a plant is found, it can be propagated in large quantities through artificial cultivation by feeding it with blood.

The organ-strengthening fruit it produces is beneficial to warriors below the True Qi stage, and long-term consumption can also increase the chance of breaking through to organ strengthening. Even after becoming an organ-strengthening warrior, it is still of great benefit to early and mid-stage organ-strengthening warriors.

The last sentence on the card made Cheng Feng a little frightened: It is the ninth-grade earth treasure for cultivating superior blood corpses.

Superior blood corpses?

Ninth-grade earth treasure?

Could these fantasy-type words be used in the territory of Dazhou Prefecture?

Cheng Feng thought he had come to the world of immortals, but there were no legends of immortals in this world?

Wait, Cheng Feng thought of the evil soldiers he encountered when he annihilated the Black Wind Fortress.

The traces of artificial manufacturing now seemed too obvious.

Rather than calling them evil soldiers, it would be better to call them evil corpses.

They were just a little stronger in defense, a little greater in strength, a little faster in speed, and their recovery power was also okay.

It's just that their brains were a little bad, and they were a little bloodthirsty.

Cheng Feng summarized the advantages and disadvantages of the evil soldiers.

He found that these evil soldiers were not something that ordinary warriors could deal with.

So sad!

However, a raging flame ignited in Cheng Feng's eyes: "If immortals really exist,

Would there be immortality?

How should I pursue it?

At this moment, Cheng Feng's interest was like dry grass being ignited, and he couldn't stop at all.

He had a panel, could he become an immortal?

After brainstorming for a long time, Cheng Feng stopped, rubbed his face, and muttered to himself: "I'm not even an organ strengthener, not even a True Qi realm warrior,

Cheng Feng, what beautiful things are you thinking about?

After slapping himself twice, Cheng Feng barely calmed down.

Now he happened to have money and manpower, so it shouldn't be a problem to directly stir up trouble.

"No, I still have to wait for Wei Zhuang to come back before making plans. The secrets of Black Wind Fortress must be dug out!"

At this moment, Cheng Feng had new goals and motivation.