My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Ling Yun placed his hand on the other's acupoints, feeling the abnormal meridians, and clicked his tongue in wonder, "Brother, could you please show me the cultivation technique you've been practicing? Don't worry; I just need to look at a few sentences."

"..."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Cao Rong slowly came to his senses, and he was also curious. Despite having achieved great success in his divine power and certain that his technique was authentic, why were there such severe side effects?

Originally, he even thought that the "Dragon Scripture" was supposed to be that way, that the white-robed would go mad in private, until the rebellion in Beiliang revealed there must be a problem.

Without much hesitation, Prince Cao Rong took out several pages of the technique and handed them over for inspection.

"This technique of yours..."

Ling Yun only glanced at it for a moment before he discovered the issue and a look of fury crossed his face.

"Brother?"

Cao Rong, who had only recently recovered, asked in a husky voice, "Is my technique a fake?"

"No, the technique is authentic," Ling Yun cursed, "but someone extremely sinister has tampered with it! They've completely scrambled the sequence of the technique. When opening the Scenic Gods normally, one starts from within the cranium, not from the feet!"

"Hold on..."

He suddenly realized something, looking at Prince Cao Rong with incredulity, "You, you cultivated using this jumbled technique and succeeded?!!"

"Jumbled?"

Eagerly standing up, Cao Rong asked, "What impact will this have on my future cultivation?"

"The human body's secret points must be opened in a specific order. Now that you've forced open the Eight Scenic Gods in disarray, it's like you're blocking your own path forward. To put it plainly, you'll only stay in the early stage of the True Power Realm for your entire life, unable to advance even an inch."

Ling Yun sighed again, "In this world, there's someone who practiced the wrong technique and reached True Power; such talent is rare, probably not much less than Chen Sansi, who practiced martial arts for only a few years. What a pity... it's all ruined!"

"My path forward is severed?!"

Hearing this, Cao Rong staggered back as if struck by lightning, then abruptly moved forward, "Is there a way to remedy this?"

He originally wanted to practice martial arts in peace, which is why he chose to leave the Capital City to guard the southern borders willingly, to avoid the court's overt and covert battles. After that, he practiced martial arts every day for twenty years.

After Martial Saint.

With different weapons alone, he practiced nearly a hundred types!

All of it was just to enhance his True Qi by a fraction!

Now that he had finally obtained a legendary technique that surpassed Martial Saint, and touched upon the possibility to go further like an Immortal, and now he's told his path forward is cut off?!

"Don't panic just yet," Ling Yun seemed to admire the other's talent, patiently advising, "If you can get the original version of the technique and combine it with heavenly and precious resources to cleanse your body, there's a faint hope you can cultivate normally."

"Moreover, even though you can't advance your realm, the True Power you displayed just now far exceeds that of an ordinary early True Power Realm stage."

"I have already opened four of the Central Eight Scenic Gods, and together with Daoxuan Wanderer, Daoist Li He, and the cooperation of the rest of our group, we should be able to eradicate that so-called Rebel Army and execute the white-robed without a problem."

"Chen Sansi, Fang Qingyun!"

Prince Cao Rong's eyes split with rage, "I am determined to kill you!"

...

Liangzhou.

The rightful Beiliang Army has taken up residence in the city.

From this day forward, this place is truly Chen Sansi's home, where no one can transfer him away any longer.

Family members previously settled in a safe area outside the city have also been returning one after another.

Practicing with the Spiritual Pearl, there's no longer any need for secrecy, but rather openly at the lakeside pavilion behind the mountain.

[Cultivation Technique: Swallowing Fire Technique. Qi Refining Third Layer]

[Progress: 566/800]

Once Chen Sansi has the time to refine more Elixir Pills, and his magic cultivation approaches a breakthrough to the Qi Refining Middle Stage, it won't be far off, but the pace of the "Dragon Scripture" is extremely slow, taking an average of five to six months to open a single Scenic God.

Even if this pace is considered unparalleled, it is still too slow for him.

Because...

The Emperor is about to attempt Foundation Establishment!

With the scheme of his fourth senior brother, Seeking Immortal Tower and the old Emperor fought a battle, successfully slowing down his Foundation Establishment, but it was ultimately impossible to prevent it.

And he obviously couldn't directly attack the Capital City or Kunlun Mountain right away.

Therefore, while heading south to wage war, he must not fall behind in his cultivation.

He needs to find time to visit the Cultivation World again, finish the transaction with the Bai family, and see if he can get some Elixir Pills from them to accelerate the cultivation speed of the True Power Realm.

War isn't an overnight affair, especially when it comes to siege and territory conquest, which can take months or even years. Doing both simultaneously won't cause any delay.

Moreover, once Chen Sansi cultivates the "Swallowing Fire Technique" to the fourth layer, and enters the Qi Refining Middle Stage with Controlling Flight abilities, it will save a lot of time coming and going.

Putting thoughts aside.

He estimated that all the generals in the city should have already converged, and it was time to plan out the next big steps.

In the barracks, inside the Central Army Tent.

All the generals, except for those who must stay to guard key locations, had gathered here.

"Xu Wencai, bring the map."

Chen Sansi entered the tent hurriedly.

"Greetings, Commander!"

The generals saluted in unison.

The title of Supervisor had become insignificant.

With or without the court, he is now the commander of a hundred thousand Iron Cavalry.

"Please look, my lord."

Xu Wencai had everything ready in advance.

Before them hung a map over a yard long, depicting the entire world!

In less than two months, the world had drastically changed; everything needed to be reassessed and strategized.

After the white-robed sat in the command seat,

Xu Wencai took up a Feather Fan and began to summarize the current situation for all the generals: