Power from the Spine, Sinews and Bones Ringing, Preparing the Dance Hall!

"Very good. Very powerful!"

"Although I have yet to step into perfected strength training, I have already reached the level where power is issued from the spine and the tendons and bones cry out in unison!"

"Three days from now, I'll have to trouble you to brew the second dose of secret medicine for me!"

Jiang Wangzu gazed at Yan Ruyu with burning eyes and said in a deep voice.

"All right!"

Yan Ruyu nodded when she heard him.

"I kept you from getting proper rest last night too."

"Come on. I'll treat you to breakfast."

Jiang Wangzu spoke up.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"I know a place. Their pan-fried buns are especially delicious!"

Little Medical Immortal Yan Ruyu's eyes lit up when she heard that.

This was the first time Jiang Wangzu had invited her out to eat.

Though it was only breakfast.

And so, Little Medical Immortal and Jiang Wangzu washed up briefly, then went to a commercial street run by the Hong Association.

There were financial magnates standing behind the Hong Association, so the street was especially respectable too.

Many of the shops had tables and chairs, no different from later generations.

Jiang Wangzu and Little Medical Immortal came to this A-Rong Breakfast Shop, ordered a few pan-fried buns, and got two bowls of savory soy milk.

"Food at home is still the best."

"Unlike over in the West, where it's milk, bread, beef, and chicken every day, and they make it taste especially awful too."

Little Medical Immortal took a big bite of a pan-fried bun stuffed with chives, shrimp, and fresh pork, and spoke with great satisfaction.

Jiang Wangzu also ate a pan-fried bun. It really was good.

Of course, the price was good too.

"Western barbarians. When our ancestors were inventing all kinds of delicacies, they were still living the days of eating raw flesh and drinking blood."

"What would they know about fine food?"

"But the speed of development over there now is indeed very fast."

"Things passed over from the West, like electric lights, trains, telephones, and so on, have indeed made our lives more convenient."

Jiang Wangzu spoke.

"I didn't expect you to understand these things too."

"You're really amazing."

Yan Ruyu's eyes lit up when she heard him, and she said with a smile.

Just like that, the two of them discussed Eastern and Western culture while eating a delicious breakfast, chatting with great enjoyment.

Jiang Wangzu felt that the Little Medical Immortal before him was the one whose way of thinking came closer to his, a modern person's.

For a moment, he even became somewhat dazed.

He thought he was still living in that peaceful, civilized era.

After Jiang Wangzu escorted Yan Ruyu back to Benevolent World Hall, he returned to his own residence.

And so, when Jiang Wangzu had nothing to do, he practiced martial arts at home. Every three days, he went to Chen Liujia's place to accompany Han Qiao in martial training.

After leaving Chen Liujia's place, he went straight to the Little Medical Immortal's, drank a bowl of the enhanced version of the Mysterious Altar Nine-Turn Secret Medicine, then practiced Black Tiger Fist for the whole night.

He felt his strength rising continuously at every moment.

Occasionally, he also had to make a trip to his sister-in-law Xu Zhenzhen's place.

By now, a full ten days had passed since he became a core member of the Canal Gang.

Ever since Chen Tai had sent Zhou Wei to block him last time, he had never come to make trouble for him again.

That was very unlike Chen Tai!

But he was probably also wary of Dai Qinghe.

As for that guy Luo Shiqi, ever since he had taken a pouch of his blood last time, he had vanished without a trace.

During this period, Jiang Wangzu was in a phase where his own strength was rising rapidly, and he had no time to bother with him.

And today.

Zhao Cheng found his residence.

"A-Zu, Sixth Master requests your presence!"

"No, from now on, I should call you Boss Jiang!"

Zhao Cheng said with a smile.

He could sense an aura like that of a tiger or wolf from Jiang Wangzu, one that made even him deeply wary.

From the looks of it, Jiang Wangzu was not far from breaking through to perfected Strength Training.

Once he broke through to perfected Strength Training, he would likely be no weaker than Zhao Cheng, a Skin Refining martial artist.

"Brother Cheng, you're joking!"

"I'll be counting on Brother Cheng's guidance from now on!"

Jiang Wangzu did not let a little success go to his head.

The reason he had pushed through the dance hall matter was to make money.

Cultivation as a Strength Training martial artist already cost this much money; once he stepped into the Skin Refining Realm in the future, it would probably burn through even more.

He could only sell the Black Tiger Fist Manual once. It was not as if he could sell it every single time.

So he still needed to make money.

And he also needed to raise his status in the Canal Gang and grasp more power before he could use the Canal Gang to aid his martial cultivation.

Canal Gang headquarters.

Dai Qinghe's separate courtyard.

"A-Zu, that matter you mentioned is settled!"

"The gang leader, the adviser, and I pushed this matter through at the elders' meeting, and promoted you to the person in charge of the dance hall."

"And the gang leader said at the elders' meeting that the Canal Gang's resources will be tilted toward you. You have one month to get the dance hall up and running!"

"I've fought for the position for you. Whether you can hold on to it will depend on you."

"Also, the gang leader, the adviser, and I will all help you. I hope you don't disappoint us."

After seeing Jiang Wangzu arrive, Dai Qinghe did not exchange pleasantries. He went straight to the point, like a single blade driving straight in.

"Sixth Master, just wait and see!"

"I definitely won't disappoint you."

Jiang Wangzu thumped his chest and guaranteed it.

"To improve efficiency, the gang leader, the adviser, and I each sent one person to you."

"Come out, all of you. Meet your boss!"

Dai Qinghe clapped his hands and spoke.

A moment later, Xu Zhenzhen, the big sister-in-law dressed in a black qipao, her figure graceful and charming, slowly walked out from the rear hall.

Behind her was a man in a neat suit and glasses.

They stood together with A-Cheng. It seemed A-Cheng was the person Dai Qinghe had sent to help him.

"Miss Xu is Gang Leader Xu's niece, Jing Yun is the adviser's student, and A-Cheng is my adopted son."

"The three of them may not have much power in the Canal Gang, but everyone still has to give them a bit of face."

"With them helping you, I believe the others won't dare make things too difficult for you. This is all I can do for you."

"Work hard. I have high hopes for you!"

Dai Qinghe smiled and patted Jiang Wangzu on the shoulder, then left the place to Jiang Wangzu.

"Brother Cheng, that wasn't very proper of you!"

"Brother Jing Yun, I'll be counting on your guidance from now on!"

"Sister-in-law, you really gave me a heaven-sized surprise!"

Jiang Wangzu greeted the three of them with a smile.

Then he quickly entered work mode.

First was the choice of location.

Jiang Wangzu chose a poorly run restaurant on Vermilion Bird Street, which was under the Canal Gang's control, to serve as the dance hall.

Then came hiring craftsmen for urgent renovations. Jiang Wangzu told these craftsmen many of his ideas.

At the same time, through the Canal Gang's multiple channels, Jiang Wangzu ordered a batch of sound equipment from the West.

After that came hiring and recruitment.

First, Jiang Wangzu held an open beauty selection across all the brothels and flower boats of the Canal Gang, choosing thirty-six dancing girls.

Then he visited the major opera troupes and refined courtesans, selecting nine resident singers for a month-long training program.

He personally choreographed dances for them, designed costumes, and wrote songs. It was absolutely subversive.

After that came the selection of security personnel. He picked a group of martial artists with decent strength, including Zhou Wei of Rongsheng Street.

These people were all placed under Zhao Cheng's management.

Jingyun's full name was Gu Jingyun, an apprentice the old master had taken in and raised like a son.

His martial arts cultivation was so-so, but when it came to coordinating all sides, he was absolutely a first-rate hand.

So Jiang Wangzu made him the manager of the cabaret.

As for his beloved sister-in-law Xu Zhenzhen, he had thought she was just a pretty vase, but he had never expected that she possessed an outstanding gift for arithmetic.

So Jiang Wangzu handed the cabaret's accounts over to his sister-in-law.