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My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side. He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man. Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer. From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away! From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million! Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry. Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'

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266 Chs

Chapter 142: A Deadly Situation, Splitting Forces into Two Paths_4

After returning, he must obtain the incense burner from Ci Yun Temple.

Before Chen Sansi set off, not only were the temple master and supervisor imprisoned in the great prison, but Spirit Mist Mountain was completely sealed off. All Taoists were prohibited from leaving the mountain gate until everything was cleared up. The incense burner was naturally well-protected and there was no need to worry about it being lost.

Whether or not he could return and when he could do so was the immediate issue to consider.

The intelligence he relayed to Zhao Wuji and others had received a response.

The content was simple—they would be cautious.

At this point, the front lines had already set up camp and begun confronting the main force of the Red Eyebrow Army. It was too late to return by the same route.

The transport of food and forage to Yangchun Prefecture was still relatively smooth.

"I hope I am overthinking it."

Chen Sansi watched the setting sun, muttering to himself.