My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Moreover, in the Cultivation World, the restriction was unidirectional for this world; once someone successfully entered it once, he could freely travel to and fro. Initially, Cao Xie had become successful by seeking immortality, entered the Cultivation World, achieved great things, and then returned to seize the throne. This journey to the southeast, to the ends of the earth, was a great opportunity. There, the entrance to the Immortal Realm would open once every fifty years. If one wished to go, it was best to take advantage while young and with plentiful life span, otherwise it might affect one's future upper limits. Finally, he emphasized that the Jade Token was incredibly precious. People from all over the world seeking immortality often wandered to the ends of the earth, for the sole purpose of crossing that thin line between the mortal and the immortal realms, hence it was better not to expose oneself. "..." Reading that, Chen Sansi picked up the Jade Token and examined it carefully. The somewhat whitened Jade Token was engraved with densely packed runes and looked somewhat similar on the surface to what Cao Fan had given him before, yet it could not store mana, serving a totally different purpose. Once every fifty years. He looked at the date specifically left by Cao Xie and compared it to the current year. The next fifty years were coming up soon! If he missed this time, the next opening of the Immortal Gate, wouldn't he be a seventy or eighty-year-old man? Moreover, Martial Arts was a path of defying the heavens and transcending the mundane, and before breaking through to Above Martial Saint, one wouldn't increase their lifespan. This point, Chen Sansi had personal experience with. Basically, every breakthrough involved punishing the physical body for power gains, and if it didn't reduce lifespan, it was considered good fortune. However, in such a short time... he feared he might not break through to Martial Saint. He would have to take it one step at a time. "Sansi!" Wang Zhi's voice sounded from outside the room, "Deng Feng is outside asking to see you." "Him?" Chen Sansi put away his belongings, then came to the front of the mansion. "Mr. Chen!" Deng Feng greeted with a fist and palm salute, "I have important matters to report to you; please come with me." Chen Sansi followed him to a secluded house. Upon opening the door, he saw a familiar figure. He saw a man dressed in coarse linen patched all over standing in the yard. Through the Qi Observation Skill, one could see a rich, powerful energy within the man. Martial Saint! "You are?" Chen Sansi just found the man's face familiar. "Mr. Chen, it's me." Meng Quji swiped his hand over his face, revealing his true appearance. "General Meng?" Chen Sansi was somewhat surprised. This man's Disguise Technique was not bad either, and if it were not for the Qi Observation Skill, he really wouldn't have recognized him. Deng Feng roughly explained the situation. "Mr. Chen." Meng Quji spoke gravely, "Things have developed suddenly, and you might not be aware. If you are willing to shelter me, from now on my life will be yours, Mr. Chen. If not, I will leave immediately and ensure you are not implicated." "..." Chen Sansi certainly hadn't expected this development. He wondered what these people below him were up to. Xu Wencai was gathering troops. Deng Feng had even pulled a Martial Saint into this... "Mr. Chen!" Deng Feng advised, "Right now, our strength is weak. With General Meng here, it will be good to have an extra helper in the future." Ziwei was in great chaos. This let Chen Sansi see the utility of a Martial Saint. If he had a Martial Saint under him, indeed many things would be handled more conveniently, only... "Mr. Chen!" Deng Feng said, "Although I'm not his friend, I've interacted with him for many years and can vouch for his reliability." "Hmm." Chen Sansi was not worried about this. Now that Meng Quji had offended both the Emperor and the Crown Prince, if he didn't defect to an enemy country, he had to resettle elsewhere; following him was probably sincere, otherwise, there was no need for this act. Seeing him tacitly agree, Meng Quji immediately knelt on one knee, "Mr. Chen! For any future endeavor, just command me. As long as Mr. Chen does not forsake me, I will assist with all my might." "Deng Feng, you arrange for him," Chen Sansi instructed, "After the coronation ceremony, follow our troops back to Liangzhou secretly. I will also find a way to safeguard your family, General Meng." Not long ago, Meng Quji had made great contributions during the Eastern Expedition, and considering he hadn't personally acted against the Emperor, they could pin the blame on the Incense Fire Divine Sect, then have someone plead on his behalf; he could avoid death but not punishment. The best outcome would still be confiscation and exile. But as long as he lived, that was enough. After giving instructions, Chen Sansi returned to his residence, then began practicing his spear. There was still time before the Ziwei coronation, and he couldn't lag in his training. For seven consecutive days, he was in closed-door cultivation. [Cultivation Technique: National Guardian Dragon Spear. Mysterious Phenomenon (Entry-level)] [Progress: 16/100] [Utility: None "Huff..." After another night of hard training, Chen Sansi put his long spear down only as dawn approached. "Look out!" He had just caught his breath when a whooshing sound came to his ears, and he immediately picked up the spear and swung towards the direction of the sound. "Boom!" The Mo Blade enveloped with fierce power. "So soon?" Chen Sansi increased his strength, repelling the other party, "Senior brother, have you completed the Meridian Passage already? It's only been a few days?!" "Damn it, you beastly constitution with the Vajra Body and True Dragon Strength..." Wang Zhi staggered back, barely stabilizing his posture, and grinned, "Hey! Now I can breakthrough a minor realm in just three to five days, quicker than expected. Just wait, it won't be long for me to return to Perfect Profound Phenomenon, then I will seriously tune you up." At the same time, Fang Qingyun, dressed in a crimson official robe, just wheeled out from the room, his official hat blown off by the gale generated by their sparring, speaking helplessly, "Enough already, hurry and prepare. After today's ceremony and the court's rewards, we can start our journey home."