#293 - Chapter 293

Cheng Feng took a deep breath, striving to suppress the unrealistic thoughts in his heart, and focused all his attention on the Spirit Enhancement Grass in front of him.

He carefully read the information displayed on the card: "The division of Spirit Enhancement Grass is not unlimited, with a maximum of six divisions.

With sufficient blood supply, it can rapidly divide in seven days. Once divided, it must be continuously irrigated with fresh blood, otherwise, it will automatically die within a day.

However, once the division is successful, their growth rate will be half that of the mother plant, while the required blood resources will be twice that of the mother plant..."

Cheng Feng understood that the Spirit Enhancement Grass used human blood as nourishment, a characteristic that made its cultivation process particularly special.

To ensure the success of the cultivation, Cheng Feng decided to first purchase ten physically strong men as experimental subjects, attempting to nourish the Spirit Enhancement Grass with their blood.

Cheng Feng was also well aware of the moral controversies and ethical issues that this approach might trigger.

He repeatedly weighed the pros and cons, and ultimately decided to try it out, tempted by the fact that it would help him break through to become a Viscera Training martial artist.

After all, using blood to nourish herbs did not sound good, to say the least.

But if everything could be done quietly, there would be no risk of information leaking.

After making all the preparations, Cheng Feng began his experiment in the Black Serpent Gang's territory.

He carefully nourished the Spirit Enhancement Grass with human blood, closely observing its growth.

As time passed, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Spirit Enhancement Grass, as he had expected, thrived under the nourishment of blood, and its root division ability was even more astonishing.

Unfortunately, in less than two days, those ten people were no longer viable. Cheng Feng, seeing the progress, came up with his own solution.

He directly had the Hong Village and Hong Sect disciples each donate a small bowl of blood in batches, so no one would lose their lives as a result.

As for the ten people cooperating with Cheng Feng in the experiment, Cheng Feng naturally would not let them go out and talk nonsense, directly killing them with a single strike, not allowing them to die a painless death.

Making a show of making the sign of the cross, Cheng Feng comforted his young heart.

Allowing the blood of the ten people to be absorbed by the Spirit Enhancement Grass, becoming its nourishment.

Seven days later, Cheng Feng finally successfully cultivated six Spirit Enhancement Grasses.

For ease of observation, Cheng Feng irrigated one of the Spirit Enhancement Grasses with livestock blood to test the effect, and then the Spirit Enhancement Grass instantly resembled an eggplant beaten by frost, listless.

Frightened, Cheng Feng immediately bought ten more people, killing them and draining their blood, saving that Spirit Enhancement Grass.

Looking at another ten corpses, Cheng Feng felt a little unbearable. These were all innocent, defenseless people, who were bought by Cheng Feng for experimentation simply because of bad luck.

This shook Cheng Feng's original worldview of over twenty years.

Fortunately, Cheng Feng calmed down. Times had changed, and the good things from his previous life naturally needed to be utilized, but unnecessary kindness should not be given out recklessly.

If he wasn't strong, then others would be strong. The law of the jungle was simply the way things were.

Cheng Feng, whose mind was clear, seemed to have been enlightened.

He directly ordered the Hong Sect disciples to take turns donating blood every day.

At this moment, Cheng Feng was unwilling to not cultivate the Spirit Enhancement Grass.

This was a Ninth-Grade Earth Treasure! He wondered if it was valuable.

Watching the Spirit Enhancement Grass grow day by day, Cheng Feng revealed the smile of an old farmer about to harvest.

Cheng Manor was once again immersed in an atmosphere of tension and busyness, as Eldest Sister Zhao Wei's due date was quietly approaching, and the situation suddenly became urgent.

As her water broke, the entire Cheng Manor seemed to be propelled by an invisible force, and everyone acted quickly, but even so, faced with this sudden situation, a trace of panic was inevitable.

The precedent of Mei Niang's successful childbirth added a bit of confidence to everyone, but each pregnant woman's situation was unique and could not be simply replicated.

Cai'er, as Cheng Feng's co-wife, quickly calmed down and directed the servants to prepare in an orderly manner according to the pre-established plan.

Inside the delivery room, experienced midwives and skilled physicians were already in place, nervously and methodically delivering Zhao Wei's baby. The air was filled with a tense yet expectant atmosphere, and everyone was silently praying for the arrival of this little life.

The other members of Cheng Manor were not idle either, each performing their duties. Some were busy preparing necessities such as hot water and towels, while others were responsible for comforting Zhao Wei's emotions, encouraging her to remain calm and confident.

The entire Cheng Manor was like a precision machine, operating at high speed amidst tension and anticipation.

Time passed by, minute by minute, and the atmosphere inside the delivery room became increasingly heavy. Finally, amidst a crisp cry, a new life came into this world.

At this moment, all the tension and busyness turned into joy and cheers. Cheng Manor once again welcomed a new member, also injecting new vitality and hope into this family.

Although exhausted, Zhao Wei showed a happy smile on her face upon seeing her child born safely.

Cheng Feng, who was still taking care of the Spirit Enhancement Grass, rushed over upon hearing the news. After simply washing his hands, he stepped forward to look at his and Eldest Sister Zhao Wei's child.

Eldest Sister was the primary wife, so according to the distinction between嫡 (dí, of the direct line of descent) and 庶 (shù, born of concubines), this child would be able to directly take charge of the Cheng family in the future.

But Cheng Feng would not be so pedantic. In a world where personal strength must also be valued, selecting talent was the best choice.

Of course, the focus of cultivation would definitely have to be slightly biased.

Upon hearing the midwife say that she had given birth to a son, a relaxed smile finally appeared on Zhao Wei's anxious face.

Although she always knew that Cheng Feng would not favor boys over girls, it was best to give birth to a son.

This way, as the primary wife of Cheng Manor, she could hold her head high in front of the other women.

With her son as her backing, she would no longer have to worry about anything in Cheng Manor.

Cheng Feng could naturally sense Eldest Sister's feelings.

Holding the child, he comforted her: "Sister, after you recover, I'll give you something good."

Zhao Wei narrowed her eyes as she looked at the child, unable to conceal the joy in her heart: "Yes, Master."

"Let's name our child Cheng Yun, courtesy name Zilong. I've heard of someone named Zhao Zilong, who was loyal, brave, and skilled in both martial arts and academics. I hope he will become such a person in the future."

Zhao Wei's complexion was a little pale after giving birth, and combined with her Bone Refinement Stage physique, the two combined actually created a sense of fragile beauty.

Cheng Feng looked at Eldest Sister, whom he could only have dreamed of before, now being his woman, and felt even more amazed at his good luck.

If it weren't for the Black Jade Bone Regeneration Paste drawn from the Lucky Draw, he would probably only have been able to watch a beauty like Zhao Wei fade away.

Looking at the one Lucky Draw point on his panel, Cheng Feng couldn't restrain his curiosity anymore.

He found a reason and went straight to the study.

Close the door, close the windows, calm your mind, burn incense.

Cheng Yun's birth couldn't be without good luck, that was his嫡 (dí, of the direct line of descent) son!

Panel, Lucky Draw, open it for me!!!!