My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Dad, don't be angry, I'll take good care of my little brother."

Chen Yunxi said in a soft voice.

"Right."

Chen Sansi suddenly remembered something, "Have you seen Mr. Mei recently?"

Chen Yunxi shook her head.

"Alright then."

Chen Sansi didn't ask any further.

He still didn't understand how to use that strand of power inside the Xuanzhu; it seemed he had to slowly figure it out on his own.

Speaking of which.

Ever since he began his military campaign and took control of the three states, the Mystical Energy within the Xuanzhu had increased at an astonishing rate. After accumulating for some more time, he would definitely be able to use stronger Formations from the Heavenly Book.

After checking on the child, Chen Sansi returned to the back mountain, waved his hand, and took out a flying artifact in the shape of a tree leaf from the storage ring. Then he made Sealing with his hands and injected Mana into it; the artifact immediately burst into spirit light and hovered in the air.

It was his first time Controlling an object to fly, and at first, it was bumpy, nearly tumbling the little fool from the sky several times.

But in just a short span of a tea time, he had mastered this Skill.

[Skill: Controlling the sky (entry-level)]

[Progress: 0/500]

[Utility: Unceasing Flying]

[Unceasing Flying: Greatly reduces the Mana consumption caused by Controlling the sky flight]

Controlling a magic artifact to fly also requires the consumption of Mana.

With the effect of the entry, he could completely reduce the number of times he needed to rest, thereby shortening the round-trip time once again.

Chen Sansi had carefully calculated that, with such a large-scale military deployment, the court would be able to gather troops and horses only after his return, and then the war would truly begin.

...

Central Plains.

Prince Zhen Nan, Ling Yun, Daoxuan Wanderer, and Li He, a total of four people, were still in the process of conscripting troops and horses.

This time against the rebel army of Beiliang.

The court mobilized a total of four hundred thousand soldiers, and including the conscripted civilians, there were a million, essentially drawing from most of the Central Plains' military forces.

Of course, it wasn't just for dealing with Beiliang; they also had to dispatch troops to fight Dongqing.

The forces finally gathered at Chunqiu Prefecture would probably be about two hundred thousand.

But that would be one to two months later; they haven't all arrived yet. Only the four cultivators had come to the rear first, beginning to arrange deployments in advance and waiting for the official expedition.

"That Chen Sansi is quite difficult to deal with."

After carefully learning about White Robe's military achievements in the Eastern Continent, Ling Yun felt a bit uneasy, "This person was able to slay ten thousand enemies without exhausting his Power even in the Transcendent Realm?! Now that he's in the True Power Realm, wouldn't that mean he can kill twenty thousand?!"

In the Great Thousand World, whether it's Magic Cultivation or Martial Cultivation, who doesn't exhaust their Power?!

"The four of us must not separate!"

Dao Xuan said in a grave tone, "Together we live, divided we die. We must cooperate fully to slay this fiend."

"Swoosh—"

In the midst of their conversation.

A Hai Dongqing flew into the camp.

Soon after, a soldier came to report: "Your Highness! The Beiliang rebel army is gathering outside Qilin Mountain, and they have sent out a large number of troops to repair the mountain trail that the Chunqiu Prefecture garrison had burnt down in advance."

"..."

Prince Cao Rong's pupils darkened, as he took the battle report to read it himself, then crushed it into powder, saying word by word, "Good timing!"

...

Ends of the earth!

Nowadays, there were wars everywhere.

Even though Chen Sansi was flying through the sky, he encountered other Sect cultivators several times on the way, but mostly managed to evade them. The only encounters he couldn't avoid ended with him being forced to slay them, take their storage bags, and burn their bodies to ashes with a fire.

The island was exceptionally quiet.

After several explorations by Chen Sansi and confirming there were no dangers, he entered the Sky Water Continent through the Ancient Transmission Array.

He discarded the identity of Zhang Lai Zi and randomly changed to an ordinary and unremarkable face, then smeared a bit on the little fool's face, changing her face as well, although it wasn't very significant.

Right after, Chen Sansi didn't delay and went directly to the black market in Lake Heart Island of Daze Fang City, finding the same small cabin with a sign outside that read "We Buy Used Magic Artifacts," where he had bought the "Swallowing Fire Technique" last time.

"Hehe~"

Inside the cabin, the mysterious merchant with a mask let out an ambiguous laugh: "Daoist, what would you like to exchange for?"

"I have some used magic artifacts, possibly in a large quantity," Chen Sansi asked, "Can you handle them?"

"Daoist, you must be joking," the masked man was about to speak when he suddenly stopped.

Because...

He saw the black-robed cultivator in front of him pour out a table full of magic artifacts from his storage bag, so many that he was momentarily unable to clearly discern them.

His pupils under the mask clearly trembled, then he abruptly stood up.

Chen Sansi repeated, "How about it, can you take them?"

The masked cultivator quickly got up, opened the cabin window, and looked outside for a long time to make sure no one was around before turning back and saying, "Who are you, sir? Could it be that you have wiped out an entire Sect?!"

His heart was greatly shaken.

Honestly...

Everyone knew what went on in the black market.

The so-called used magic artifacts and Elixir Pills were nothing more than gains from cultivators fighting and slaying each other or from robbery cultivators who looted and killed for profit, brought to the black market for discreet handling.

In plain terms, there wasn't really any good person here.

But Duan Silu, who had mixed in the black market for many years, had never seen anyone bring in such a large quantity of items to sell.

Chen Sansi just showed the items for a short while before swiftly putting everything back into the storage bag, "Do you want it or not?"

"Yes, of course!"

Duan Silu began to count each item carefully.

"A Low Grade Flying Sword, ten Spirit Stones for recycling."

"A low-grade magic tool golden blade, recycling price..."

"..."

After the last check, there were dozens of artifacts worth a total of one thousand Spirit Stones, and the transaction was settled on the spot.