My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Get real,"

Chen Sansi said, "Apart from you, everyone else is in such bad shape that I can only rely on you, elder brother."

"..."

Wang Zhi held his knife, opening his mouth to speak, then hesitating.

He had wanted to talk about the eight taels of silver from before.

In truth, he wasn't planning on taking it for nothing.

Back then, people from Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy tried to trip him up, suggesting through their words that they wanted Chen Sansi's life.

Wang Zhi took the silver and, at first, really didn't plan to teach the Breathing Skill, but he actually intended to save Chen Sansi's life once, eight taels of silver in exchange for a life, which in his view was a good deal.

He was greedy, but he never harmed a life; most of what he coveted was the Martial Arts Hall's silver.

Yet some things, once their time has passed, seem to require no further explanation.

And it seemed that Chen Sansi really held no grudge against him.

After much thought, Wang Zhi finally decided to push the door open and leave.

"..."

Chen Sansi got up and returned to the Martial Arts Arena to practice his martial arts.

In the evening,

as he was packing up his things and calling for Qian Xun to prepare to go home, the sound of thundering hoofs approached.

All at once, they saw elder brother Ji, riding a horse that was entirely red, constantly emitting white smoke, and from a distance, it looked as though it had burst out of flames.

"Whoa—"

"Junior brother!"

"I've just received your dispatch!"

He pulled his horse to a stop, "The Ministry of War orders you to select twenty men to accompany you, then set off to Lai State to join the Eastern Expedition against Qing!"

"Eastern Expedition?"

Chen Sansi asked in confusion, "Just twenty men?"

"The journey is long; having too many people can be troublesome and slow. After you head south, you will go directly by water, reaching the Eastern Territory with the utmost speed,"

Ji said solemnly, "The Emperor has already prepared three thousand Black Armor troops for you. As soon as you arrive, they will be completely at your command."

"Black Armor troops?"

Chen Sansi had heard of them.

They were the most elite troops among the Emperor's personal forces.

Everyone wore Black Armor, and their horses were all top-grade warhorses.

"Also,"

Ji continued, "The fourth brother is waiting for you at the destination. Get your things ready and set out quickly. As far as I know, this is an opportunity the Emperor has specially arranged for you to earn a higher title and reward." Continue your adventure at My Virtual Library Empire

Chen Sansi asked, "Does elder brother know the current situation on the Eastern front?"

"All is going well."

Ji replied seriously, "Without any unexpected events, within a year, we should be able to reclaim the three states. At that time, the Emperor will hold a grand ceremony at Ziwei Mountain, and the meritorious will be rewarded at the old site of the Temple..."

"You beast, what are you doing?!"

While they were talking,

Ji's Fire Horse slowly approached the White Swan Horse, and then... it was promptly kicked away by Qian Xun, who then turned its head away haughtily, refusing to give it another glance.

The Fire Horse, a mix of grievance and anger in its whinny, tried to get close again.

"Smack—"

Without saying another word, Ji smacked it on the head, "You beast! Have you got a death wish?!"

Chen Sansi: "..."

Ji said somewhat embarrassedly, "This beast doesn't usually act like this, sorry to make you laugh, junior brother. In any case, prepare well when you get back. In three days, your group will depart from Liangzhou."

Chen Sansi clasped his fist in thanks, "Many thanks for the information, elder brother!"

"Hmm,"

Chen Sansi nodded and spurred his horse away.

"I've only come back to rest for two months..."

Even Chen Sansi felt somewhat weary.

But who isn't tired living in such chaotic times?

He considered himself fortunate.

"Let's go home, Qian Xun, this time you have another three thousand cavalry to command!"

Chen Sansi gently stroked the horse's mane: "Everyone says I've accomplished great deeds, but in truth, each time we go to war, you're the standout, indispensable. Do you think I'm stingy? That won't do, I need the ointment myself, but just wait, if you distinguish yourself again, you'll definitely be rewarded."

The favored pair chatted like this as they arrived in front of the Governor Mansion.

"Daddy~"

Chen Yunxi waited for her father to pick her up, under the care of a maid.

"Come, Yunxi."

Chen Sansi lifted the girl onto the horseback and bought her a few strings of candied haws on the way.

He had recently made a special trip to the Governor Mansion.

But even Yunxi herself couldn't find the young gentleman she had seen before, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth.

"Here they come again..."

Chen Sansi noted.

Not long after leaving the Governor Mansion, two Taoist priests from Ci Yun Temple began to follow from a distance again.

He stopped subtly in front of Chen Mansion and said, "You go home first, child. Winter is approaching, and I'm going to the mountains to hunt a tiger to make two blankets for you and your brother."

"We have seen the young miss."

Si Qin reached out to take Chen Yunxi away.

Chen Sansi then rode his horse out of the city.

Those two were merely adept at Meridian Passage.

Since his own breakthrough, he hadn't had a chance to spar with anyone.

It was a good opportunity to test his arrows on these two!

Moreover, it was best to keep one alive. If they were from the Witch God Sect, he could try to find out what they were up to.

"Clip-clop—"

"Twang—"

In the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, suddenly a thunderous bowstring note mingled in.

Two hundred paces away.

The trailing Taoist had no idea when the other party had drawn their bow, and by the time he realized it, the arrow was only a few steps away from his heart.

He was initially shocked, then disdainfully tried to bat the arrow away with a palm strike, thinking, 'This kid is laughable!'

'High Realm Martial Artists and arrows, of what use are they?'

However, the Taoist's palm imbued with twenty percent of his Power froze on his face the moment it touched the Arrowhead.

What is this...

Power!

True Dragon Strength!

An arrow... with Power?!

Boom!

With no time for any further reaction, the Arrowhead carrying a massive force pierced through the Taoist's palm used for defense, then ripped through his body, shredding the heart before flying out more than ten yards, finally falling in a parabola to the ground, creating a large crater.

One arrow, one life!