My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Fellow Daoist Qian."

Yuan Simiao thought he was here to save someone and sarcastically said, "Did you catch up just to die?"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan!"

Qian Qiren squinted his eyes and sneered, "I'll take your life."

"Heh~"

Yuan Simiao scoffed and was about to respond when he suddenly felt a chill in his palm. Looking down, he saw the young Chen boy had somehow stuck a jade needle into his skin.

Sealing Spirit Needle!

"Little bastard!"

He was horrified and wanted to crush the boy, but it was too late.

Qian Qiren formed a seal and chanted.

The jade needle instantly buzzed and transformed into a streak of light, burrowing into Yuan Simiao's arm. He felt his body frozen as if encased in ice.

The Sealing Spirit Needle, upon entering the body, blocks a cultivator's meridians and acupuncture points. Though its effect doesn't last long, it's deadly enough in combat!

This magic artifact is a one-time use artifact and its only flaw is its fragility, easily blocked and often difficult to get close.

But at this moment, the Chen boy was close, perfectly compensating for this weakness.

Even though Yuan Simiao was furious after being hit, due to the stiffness of his body, he could only watch helplessly as the toddler broke free and was steadily caught by a cultivator from Guiyuan Sect during the fall.

And Qian Qiren charged forward, a sword through the heart, killing a cultivator at Qi Refining Perfection.

"Good lad!"

Back on the city wall.

Qian Qiren clicked his tongue in amazement, "Such a brave one!"

The fellow's cultivation was no weaker than his own. If not for the boy's help, it would have been really difficult to handle.

Moreover, Yuan Simiao was the second best among the Shengyun Sect cultivators after Dan Liangcheng, which definitely counts as a significant weakening.

"Oh my little ancestor!"

Rong Yanqiu hurriedly pulled the toddler back to safety, "Why do you always run around when no one's watching?"

Chen Duhe earnestly swung his fists and said in a tender voice, "I'm mighty!"

"Hahaha, good nephew."

Wang Zhi wiped the blood stains off his face with his sleeve, "You really are mighty."

"Sister!"

Chen Duhe reached out to tug on his sister's sleeve, "Why are you hiding? Join in and fight the enemy!"

"No, I don't want to."

Chen Yunxi shook her head repeatedly, her voice trembling slightly.

She had always been scared, not daring to watch the battle, only holding back her fear because her father had instructed her.

"You're cowardly!"

Chen Duhe pulled forcefully.

"He'er, are you talking nonsense again?"

Gu Xinlan grabbed his ear, "Do you think your sister is like you, disobedient? You're not allowed to run up to the wall again, there's no room for you in the battle."

However.

No matter what is said, it doesn't work.

If you are not careful, Chen Duhe will sneak out to the city wall.

"Such a troublesome kid!"

Wang Zhi finally came up with an idea, brought over a Taishi Chair for him to sit on, called him the Overseer, and he finally settled down.

But even a mere child, fearless of death, especially this being the princely heir of Liang Wang, indeed greatly boosts morale.

After all, no one has the face to retreat in the presence of a child.

"This kid of Mr. Chen~"

Xu Wencai watched the young master and murmured to himself after calculating with fingers, "Wise beyond his years, courageous, yet extremely ill-tempered, if not properly taught, he may cause great evil in the future. Conversely, if nurtured, he could become a great ruler. Truly a double-edged sword."

However, Chen Duhe's maliciousness went unnoticed at this time; everyone only saw the young master displaying courage and bravery beyond his age, greatly encouraging the soldiers of the Beiliang Army.

"Ah, what does this mean, it means 'to have a son like Chen Duhe'!"

Emperor Cao Huan gave high praise, "Of my unworthy sons, could any of them compare to Chen Duhe?"

"Dear nephew!"

He approached the toddler, displaying a kindly demeanor, and said sincerely, "If I can survive and achieve victory, I'll adopt you as my son. What do you say?"

Chen Duhe, wielding a wooden sword, turned his head upon hearing these words, didn't respond, but instead scrutinized the man in the dragon robe with apparent displeasure.

"This..."

Emperor Cao Huan, a bit embarrassed, repeated, "I'm saying I'll adopt you as my son."

"..."

Chen Duhe's clear eyes widened like copper bells, his face showing some anger.

"..."

Cao Huan's face lost composure.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Xu Wencai hurriedly stepped in to mediate: "Mr. Chen's son is young, maybe he doesn't understand what adoption means. The city wall is dangerous, Your Majesty, please return to residence safely!"

"Hehe~"

Cao Huan chuckled bitterly, realizing he couldn't argue with a child of a few years, then left escorted after inspecting the city wall.

Chen Duhe maintained his angry demeanor until the emperor disappeared from view.

"Tsk~"

Xu Wencai leaned close and asked, "Why doesn't the young master like him?"

"Let me ask you."

Chen Duhe raised his chin, "Is he the emperor?"

"Uh~"

Xu Wencai thought for a moment, "Sort of."

Chen Duhe snorted angrily, "He's the emperor, then what am I?!"

"..."

Xu Wencai was momentarily stunned before realizing, the young master was the Prince of Qing, only when one's father is the emperor can one be a crown prince.

"Don't worry, young master."

He shook his feather fan and said, "As long as we get out of Kunyang alive, the young master will not only be the Prince of Qing but also the crown prince of the world."

"Really?!"

Chen Duhe's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true, but..."

Xu Wencai deliberately dragged the speech, "On second thought, it might not be a sure thing."

Chen Duhe jumped off the chair, anxiously asked, "Why not sure?"

"The matter of succession, is it something outsiders can decide?"