My Cultivation Starting from Archery

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The Sheng Dynasty General astride the White Horse offered no idle words. With the bowstring of his Big Bow twanging like thunder, one arrow after another followed in procession, piercing their hearts with deadly precision. Seven men lay dead in the blink of an eye.

"Huh!"

Chen Sansi reined in his horse, looking down upon the scholar and asked calmly, "Are you Liang Jinian?"

"It's me..."

Liang Jinian, wiping the blood off his chin with a mud-caked sleeve, looked up and said, "Are you Chen Sansi? Brother Chen! You and I have no grudges, why resort to this?"

Chen Sansi remained silent.

"Brother Chen!"

Struggling to his feet, Liang Jinian continued, "Dasheng is corrupt, its fate has run out! Why sacrifice your life for the Cao Family? With your talents and vision, why not join me in pursuit of great ambitions? The land might bear the name Chen one day!"

He got no response.

Liang Jinian picked up a golden booklet and persisted, "Brother Chen! Have you seen this? It's the Heavenly Book, a gift from the Immortal to me! If you kill me, the Heavenly Book is to be presented to the court, and you will gain nothing. But if you work with me, I can share the treasure with you!"

There was a deadly silence.

He finally understood; he had indeed reached the end of the road.

"Fine then, go ahead..."

Liang Jinian closed his eyes.

Yet the expected death did not come. Opening his eyes, he demanded, "Chen, what are you waiting for? Do you intend to humiliate me?"

Chen Sansi simply watched the Southern sky, ignoring him.

At last, a troop of Cavalry approached from that direction.

A woman and an old man were being brought over.

"Sir!"

Zhao Kang saluted and said, "We've caught his family. Killed two maidservants, and these are the only two left!"

"My wife!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Damn you, Chen, I'll kill you!"

Liang Jinian picked up a war blade off the ground, ready to risk it all.

"Kneel!"

Zhao Kang delivered a kick, snapping his right leg and leaving him writhing in the mud, a muddy mess.

"Ahh!"

He struggled to crawl forward, his tone shifting from anger to pleading, "Chen Sansi, Mr. Chen, I beg of you, my wife is innocent! She had nothing to do with the rebellion! Do not bring calamity upon my family. Please, release her! You may execute me even by lingchi if it pleases you!"

"Do not bring calamity upon the family?"

Chen Sansi finally spoke. He leaned forward ever so slightly, enunciating each word, "Liang Jinian, do you realize how many towns your men have slaughtered along the way? You have a family, don't their families matter too?"

"I..."

Liang Jinian was taken aback, speechless.

"Say your proper goodbyes to your woman."

Chen Sansi spoke gravely, "Otherwise, she'll be taken away. From then on, whatever the wardens do, I cannot control."

"Ah!"

Liang Jinian screamed in agony, clutching his head.

"Jinian, I don't blame you."

Gao Peiwen picked up a blade from the ground. Before the scholar could react, she ended her own life.

Following her lead was Housekeeper Wu.

"Do it."

Chen Sansi ordered indifferently.

"Clack—"

The He Miao Blade flashed, and Liang Jinian's head hit the ground.

Only then did Chen Sansi dismount.

"General Chen, this... weren't we supposed to capture him alive?"

Lu Shuhua asked, baffled, "The merit of capturing him alive is greater than that of killing him."

"We've got pursuers behind us. It's inconvenient to travel with a captive. We're not truly out of danger yet; it will take some time."

Chen Sansi explained calmly, "With his head and the Heavenly Book, we can sufficiently crush the morale of all rebel armies. There's no need for excess baggage."

"Makes sense!"

No one objected.

Chen Sansi stepped forward and picked up the Heavenly Book.

The feel of it in his hands was just like gold foil.

He glanced at the others, "If you want to see it, come here."

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

Yan Changqing was the first to lean in closer.

Lu Shuhua and Xie Sishu also came nearer after getting permission.

Bai Thingzhi, however, showed no interest and went to check the bodies to see if there were any survivors.

"Sir, the characters in this book don't seem to belong to our Central Plains, nor do they resemble those of the surrounding four nations!"

"Indeed, it must be written by an Immortal!"

"..."

Chen Sansi gently turned the pages of the booklet.

He recognized that the flowing golden script was the same as the one his fourth senior brother had translated into the "dictionary," which contained the Sword Qi Skill, and although it was unintelligible to others, Chen Sansi could understand it.

It contained indeed some Formations.
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Not only military Formations.

There were also some genuine Magic Arrays.

But those Arrays required various immortal magic tools to construct.

The other human-assembled Formations included large-scale military Formations and smaller ones.

The smaller formations had a mix of everything from Sword Arrays, Magic Arrays, Demon Suppression Arrays, Evil Extermination Formation, and so on. He could understand every rune, but putting them all together was another story.

These things required the collaboration of "Immortal cultivators" to be effective; for ordinary people, they were utterly useless.

The same was true for the large-scale military Formations.

Indeed, Formations could harness the power of heaven and earth, but the prerequisite was that the user of the Formation needed Cultivation as a foundation. Martial Arts practitioners wouldn't suffice, and common Array Soldiers were even less capable.

So how did the Red Eyebrow Army manage it?

Energy!

That white, smoke-like Mystical Energy which could partially substitute for Cultivation to form an Array.

However, there was no mention of this "Energy" in the Heavenly Book.

"Mr. Yan, would you have any issue keeping the Heavenly Book safe?"

After having looked through it once, Chen Sansi, with his photographic memory, engraved everything he could and could not understand deep into his mind. The Heavenly Book itself had no particular use; holding on to it would not only be pointless for him but might also incur the court's suspicion without cause.

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