Martial arts immortality begins with upgrading buildings.

[Wuji Fist +1]

Chen Qing practiced Wuji Fist a few more times, and his experience increased once again.

He discovered that since the cultivation room was upgraded to level two, his cultivation speed had been improved in all aspects.

Based on the past results of the training room, at most one point of experience can be gained per day, and occasionally two points.

But he just started learning Wujiquan today, and he has already gained two points of experience.

It's significantly faster than before.

The sun had already set, and Chen Qing finished his training for the day, left the boxing club, and returned to the dock.

Once you enter the inner courtyard, you no longer need to pay tuition.

Every day at noon, the boxing club still provides a lunch.

There was no blood-strengthening soup, but the food included a special kind of demonic meat.

It is more effective than the blood-strengthening soup, but the difference is still limited.

For martial arts masters specializing in external strength, this is merely a drop in the ocean.

Fortunately, Chen Qing still had some spoils of war obtained from Chen Kui, so he was not short of nourishing foods for the time being.

He now has 530 silver dollars left.

After deducting his daily wages from the laborers' share and the dock rent from the merchants, he would receive about 15 silver dollars.

Even if he runs out of Qi and Blood Pills, he can spend money to buy more Treasure Meat.

"Finally, I can cultivate in peace without worrying about daily supplements."

When Chen Qing recalled the hard times when she couldn't make ends meet, she couldn't help but feel an urge to cry.

Upon arriving at the dock, Chen Qing did not return to his shack.

After the Tongfu Gang took full control of Micangdu, all the Yihe Gang members had withdrawn, leaving the former stronghold empty.

Zhao Hai told Chen Qing to make the arrangements himself, and Chen Qing then had all the laborers from Shangquan Gang move out of the shacks and into the empty bungalows at the dock.

He himself lived in the house that Qin Gen had previously lived in.

Back in the courtyard, Zhou Tao had already arranged for someone to clean it again and also set up some tables and chairs.

Looking at the courtyard with its blue bricks and stone tiles, Chen Qing couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

His past life of hardship seemed to have quietly changed after he became a martial arts master.

"External strength is just the beginning. If you throw a brick randomly in Ningjiang County, it can probably knock down a lot of people. Above that, there is internal strength and neutralizing strength."

Not to mention that these are just minor realms within the Body Refinement Realm.

I'm just a frog in a well now; there's a much wider world outside Ningjiang County. I mustn't be complacent!

Chen Qing reminded himself of this.

Feeling a growing hunger pang in his stomach, Chen Qing's consciousness sank into the spirit beast circle, preparing to take out a treasure egg to cook a dish.

Suddenly, they noticed that another hen was starting to emit golden light and quickly completed its evolution.

"Another big sum of money!"

Chen Qing was overjoyed.

The effects of the treasure egg are comparable to those of the blood-strengthening soup, and it would sell for at least one silver dollar each outside.

Each additional Golden Feathered Demon is equivalent to an extra thirty silver dollars in income per month.

"Go buy another batch of old hens tomorrow. The larger the base population, the greater the probability of evolution."

Chen Qing's eyes flickered.

He looked again at the 305 chicks he had bought, which had now shed their down and were three or four times larger than before.

It is estimated that it will start laying eggs in another month.

At that time, his income will increase significantly!

The only drawback is that it seems there is only a chance of evolution after growing into a hen.

Chen Qing regained consciousness and made a simple dinner.

I was just about to take out the Wind God Leg technique to learn.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Chen Qing opened the door and saw that it was Zhao Hai.

"Brother Zhao, please come in."

Chen Qing stepped aside.

"I'm not going in. I came to tell you something. The gang leader asked me to take you to see him tomorrow."

Zhao Hai got straight to the point.

"Brother Zhao, do you know why the gang leader wants to see me?"

Chen Qing asked.

"It shouldn't be anything serious. You're a newly appointed steward, so the gang leader should at least meet you."

Zhao Hai said casually.

Chen Qing nodded, not thinking much of it.

Zhao Hai had other matters to attend to, so after informing Chen Qing, he took his leave.

Chen Qing closed the door, then took out the Wind God Leg Manual and began studying it in the courtyard.

The manual includes detailed step-by-step instructions and corresponding text descriptions, making it not too difficult to learn.

Chen Qing practiced step by step following the manual, and after two hours, he finally mastered the basics of the technique.

[Wind God Leg +1]

【Skill: Wind God Leg (1/100)】

After the text prompt appeared in front of him, Chen Qing suddenly felt his feet become lighter.

Upgrading the training room was definitely the right decision!

Chen Qing was overjoyed and continued to practice diligently until late at night before returning to his room.

......

The next day, Zhao Hai arrived at Chen Qing's residence early in the morning.

The two hailed two rickshaws and arrived at East Street in the county town.

The rickshaw stopped in front of a large house.

The house is built with blue bricks and gray tiles. Above the door hangs a black lacquered plaque with three gilded characters that read "Tongfutang" in vigorous strokes and a majestic presence.

Two burly men in black stood in front of the door, their eyes warily scanning the passersby.

Seeing Zhao Hai get out of the car, the two men clasped their hands in greeting: "Steward Zhao."

"This is the newly appointed deacon, Chen Qing."

Zhao Hai gave a brief introduction to the guards.

Upon hearing this, the two burly men in black quickly clasped their hands in greeting: "Deacon Chen!"

Chen Qing nodded slightly in response.

Zhao Hai didn't say much. He stepped over the threshold, led Chen Qing through the gate, and went straight to a bright hall.

Above the door hung a plaque with the three characters "Juyi Hall".

Zhao Hai stopped at the door and clasped his hands in greeting: "Chief, Chen Qing has arrived."

"Come in."

A lazy voice came from inside.

Chen Qing followed Zhao Hai into the hall.

The hall was spacious, with two rows of armchairs on each side. At the far end, directly above a rosewood throne, lay a fair-skinned man with long, casually loose hair.

He raised his eyelids, his gaze falling on Chen Qing, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of wickedness: "What a handsome young man."

"Chen Qing greets the gang leader."

Upon seeing that the person at the head of the table had a feminine appearance and a somewhat alluring look, Chen Qing couldn't help but shudder and forced himself to speak.

"Don't be afraid. This leader has no homosexual tendencies; he simply appreciates handsome people."

Seeing his reaction, Xie Wuji chuckled softly, "We have too many rough men in our gang, but finally a handsome one has arrived."

He casually waved for the two to sit down, and then began to talk to Chen Qing about the boxing match.

"You have one month to prepare. I will help you improve. Even if you lose in the end, I will protect your life. Don't worry too much."

Xie Wuji said it casually.

"Thank you, Chief. Chen Qing will do everything in his power to defend Micang Ferry."

Chen Qing clasped his hands in a fist salute and said in a deep voice.

Xie Wuji took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, held it between two fingers, and casually pushed it toward Chen Qing.

The porcelain bottle seemed to be held up by an invisible hand, flying steadily over from several meters away, landing perfectly in front of Chen Qing.

Chen Qing quickly reached out and caught it, and a special fragrance wafted into his nose.

"These are three drops of demonic blood. Take one drop every ten days to strengthen your qi and blood and forge your physical body."

Xie Wuji remained reclining on his throne, lazily saying, "If we submit to it, we can win this battle."