My Cultivation Starting from Archery

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"I've done it? I've done it!"

Zhang Huaimin looked at the gang Qi around his body as if he couldn't believe it himself, "The heavens want to help me take revenge, kill kill kill, kill you evildoers, and avenge my son!"

"Clang—"

Another exchange.

Once energy turned into gang, how could the increase in strength be anything less than exponential?

How could Guan Jizeng, only at the Meridian Passage Realm, still be his match? In just two rounds, he was defeated and knocked down, with a sword gang piercing through his abdomen, collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood non-stop.

"Kill!"

Zhang Huaimin fell into a frenzy, his sword blade wrapped in gang Qi on a deadly chase.

Just then.

A loud noise came from afar.

For a moment of carelessness, it was as if everything had frozen.

In the night sky.

A towering figure suddenly appeared, his armour under the frosty white moonlight like dark flames, the Heavenly Halberd in hand like a divine weapon descending from the skies.

"Boom—"

The Heavenly Halberd descended with a force like surging waves from heaven.

"Ji! You also deserve to die!"

Far from being afraid, Zhang Huaimin stepped with vigor, sword in hand as he soared towards the sky, clashing with the Heavenly Halberd several meters up in the air.

"Crack—"

The next moment.

The blade in Zhang Huaimin's hand broke, crashing down like a cannonball, creating a huge crater in the hard loess ground. He lay inside with his bones shattered, unable to move anymore.

The man holding the Heavenly Halberd, Ji, landed, creating another deep crater.

He walked over with big steps, grabbed Zhang Huaimin as if picking up a chicken, and then threw him high into the air. Zhang Huaimin's head smashed against the city wall, ending the battle with a splatter.

An initial foray into the Profound Image Realm and a duel against a Martial Saint!

Chen Sansi watched intently.

This was the first time he had witnessed the combat power of a Martial Saint—a level truly befitting of the word "Saint," far beyond human measure.

But even so, he was killed in seconds by Sun Xiangzong.

"Master!"

"Sect Leader!"

...

The disciples of the Seven Absolute Sect were completely lost, soon slaughtered to a man, leaving not a single survivor.

Finally, including Chen Sansi, only four people received Class A in this assessment, with all the rest graded as Class B or below.

"Enter the city and hunt down any that slipped through."

Thousands of soldiers flooded into the city.

Ji helped General Guan up, asking with concern, "How are you?"

"It's nothing serious!"

Guan Jizeng said with a fist-pump, "I'm incompetent. I didn't even know Zhang Huaimin was about to break through. I almost made a grave mistake and caused huge losses."

"Don't blame yourself, I didn't see it coming either,"

Ji patted his shoulder, "Go heal your wounds, someone else will wrap this up."

"Thank you, General!"

...

The Battle of Eastern Yi City ended.

The officers of the Flying Hero Camp were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, while the tens of thousands of troops orderly returned to their respective camps.

Two days later, the final two stages of the Selected Point assessment were held: martial combat and bone reading.

"Didn't anyone find anything strange?"

Everyone saw Zhang Huaimin's last-minute breakthrough as an accident, feeling nothing amiss, as in-battle breakthroughs were not impossible, with many such incidents on record.

Probably only Chen Sansi, with his Qi Observation Skill, realized something was off.

He also noticed.

Shortly after Zhang Huaimin unleashed the strength of the Profound Image Realm, the Qi within his body began to deteriorate rapidly, not just the vermilion and black Qi, but also his own.

Going by that state, even without Ji's intervention, in no time, the Sect Leader of the Seven Absolute Sect would have likely died from the decay of Qi-Blood.

It seemed that burst of black Qi could bring a short burst of strength, but at the cost of burning one's life?

Such a strange method!

The gap between the Meridian Passage Realm and the Xuanxiang Realm might sound like just one level, but in reality, it's an insurmountable chasm that traps countless people for their entire lives.

And the higher the realm, the greater the divide.

A warrior in the Xuanxiang Realm is equivalent to a Main General.

There are only a few in the whole Eight Camps.

If it were the regular non-elite troops, someone at the Xuanxiang Realm could completely be the highest Commander.

General Zhao of Liangzhou, it seems, was at the Xuanxiang Realm.

In recent years, although the number of Martial Saints increased dramatically, they are still few and far between, rare and precious, hence warranted of the title "Saint."

If that vermilion and black mysterious energy could elevate someone from the Meridian Passage Realm to the Xuanxiang Realm, then is it possible to elevate someone from the Xuanxiang Realm to the Martial Saint Realm?

What a terrifying capability!

Even more eerie is that.

Zhang Huaimin seemed unaware of it himself.

Right.

With the discerning eyes of Chen Sansi, it was clear to see anybody's micro-expressions.

When he reached the Xuanxiang Realm, Zhang Huaimin was evidently ecstatic, even he was unprepared, and his use of gang Qi was clumsy.
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Furthermore, the black Qi appeared and disappeared intermittently, not controlled by him, with no clue where it was hidden in his body or when it would be called upon.

If this was the case...

Could it be that someone "planted" this vermilion and black Qi inside him, what was the aim, how was it done, and who did it?

The Witch God Sect?

For such an ominous, demon-like act, the only thing that comes to Chen Sansi's mind is the Witch God Sect known for their Blood Sacrifices.

What's the purpose?

Where did this vermilion and black Qi come from?

The mountains?

"Next time I go hunting, I need to venture deeper and see."

Chen Sansi thought to himself.

This was not a matter of indifference.

From his ten-day experience in Yunzhou, if indeed the Witch God Sect was up to mischief, it definitely wouldn't be targeting just one person—it could be against the Eight Camps, against Sun Xiangzong, or even the entire Liangzhou.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.

Of course, these are still just speculations, even conjectures, without any evidence or clues, and could potentially be wrong.

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