My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 501 - 189: Eight Hundred Hongze Army, Heavy Snow Assaults the Enemy Camp_3

Chapter 501: Chapter 189: Eight Hundred Hongze Army, Heavy Snow Assaults the Enemy Camp_3

But no matter what,

after breaking through to Martial Saint,

even in this mundane world, standing at the highest level, one can completely defend a territory. As long as one doesn’t voluntarily become someone’s lackey, it’s very rare to need to consider others’ feelings. Even if one goes to the Cultivation World, a Martial Saint is equivalent to a Mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, and above Martial Saint, one can reach Late Stage or even Perfection.

Yet, Martial Saint

is merely the pinnacle of the First Realm of Martial Arts, and not truly considered the Second Realm.

From this, it can be seen that the strength of Martial Arts is not inferior to that of the Immortal Path.

If one cultivates both paths together, it can provide even greater protection for one’s longevity.

This is currently Chen Sansi’s plan.

He must cultivate the Immortal Path,

but he must also train in Martial Arts.

As a Xuanxiang Warrior, after cultivating both spell techniques, he feels no fear against Early-stage Qi Refining cultivators. After advancing to Martial Saint, dealing with Mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators should not be difficult.

After breaking through, Chen Sansi did not rest for a moment, and immediately continued cultivating the Martial Saint Realm techniques.

Even he,

after reading the techniques, found them somewhat frightening.

It includes over a thousand varieties of Pile Work, and countless spear technique moves and sets. Not only do they encompass the strengths of all spear techniques in the world, but they also contain the essence of over a hundred types of long weapons techniques. All of these merged together to form the National Guardian Dragon Spear.

What is a Martial Saint?

A saint among men, who has reached the peak in a specific field and transformed beyond the ordinary. Any Martial Saint, if willing, could establish a sect that would last for hundreds of years.

Though there are many Pile Works,

Chen Sansi has a photographic memory.

The moves and sets may be complex,

but he has already practiced hundreds of techniques.

Just two days later,

he completely mastered the techniques of the Martial Saint Realm.

[Cultivation Technique: National Guardian Dragon Spear, Martial Saint]

[Progress: 5/100]

[Utility: None for now]

The next step,

seems like just crossing a threshold,

but it’s this very threshold that has stopped countless Martial Arts prodigies in the mortal world.

Take Chen Sansi’s senior brothers and sisters for example, among them are those with the Body of Martial Saint, but they have been stuck in the Great Success of Xuanxiang Realm for years, with no breakthrough in sight, evident of the great difficulty.

He is unlikely to get stuck, but he will need time.

It would be best to concoct True Martial Pills that could greatly shorten the time, but there is no time now. Alchemy takes at least several days, and tomorrow morning he must go to the military camp to muster the troops, then head north past the Great Wall to Huqiu Mountain to scout the enemy situation.

If all goes as expected, warfare will follow.

Such a large-scale war is likely to last a year or a year and a half.

Fortunately, he now has a storage bag. The Alchemy Furnace and materials can be carried around, which allows using the spare moments during the war to practice Alchemy.

“Before leaving, I have to make a trip to the Governor Mansion,”

Chen Sansi checked the hour, it was nearly Midnight.

He took two types of Spirit Grass from his storage bag, combined it with some treasure medicine to make a simple Protective Body Ointment, and then went straight to the Governor Mansion.

“Are you here to see the lady?”

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The housekeeper refused outright, “According to the rules, after the marriage has been arranged, you and the lady must not meet again before the wedding. Please leave at once.”

“It’s okay, I’ll just say a few words and leave.”

Chen Sansi flashed past the housekeeper, bypassing him to enter the mansion, disappearing from view.

“Hey! You brat!”

The housekeeper was also a Xuanxiang Warrior, he wanted to intercept but found he couldn’t catch up, “This lad, has he broken through again?!”

…

“Tap tap!”

Groping his way to his senior sister’s chamber,

Chen Sansi gently knocked on the window.

“Who is it?!”

The cold voice of Sun Li rang out.

Chen Sansi whispered against the window, “It’s me, your junior brother.”

“Junior brother?”

From inside came Sun Li’s voice, “What are you doing here at this hour?”

“It’s nothing.”

Chen Sansi softly said, “I know the rules; I won’t look at you. I’m off to war tomorrow, and I came to give you something. Please open the window quickly.”

A few breaths later,

the window cracked open just a sliver.

“Pour it into the water when you bathe.”

Chen Sansi placed the porcelain bottle on the windowsill and turned to leave.

“Hey, wait a second.”

In the moonlight, a delicate hand reached out, holding an Amulet, “This is for you.”

“Another Amulet?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m checking if the craftsmanship has improved.”

Chen Sansi took hold of his senior sister’s gentle hand, examining the Amulet within her palm.

“Hey, what are you—?”

Sun Li stiffened slightly but didn’t pull away.

Chen Sansi hadn’t expected the hand of a female Martial Artist to be so delicate; she clearly had not skimped on using treasure medicine for daily care.

Silence.

Neither of them spoke.

They stayed like that for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

“Cough cough cough!”

From a distant courtyard, suddenly came a cough.

“Senior sister, I should go!”

Chen Sansi quickly let go, taking the Amulet and ran off.

…

Luoye Courtyard.

Bedroom.

Sun Xiangzong slapped the table, not happy at all, “That little rascal, taking all the advantages for himself!”

“Hehe, a young talent, my niece’s match is not too shabby,”

Cao Kai spoke softly.

“Speak up.”

Sun Xiangzong shot him a glance, speaking indifferently, “What brings you here this time?”

“After returning from the ends of the earth, seeing that you were gravely injured, I especially sought the Immortal Elixir for you,”

Emperor Longqing said, waving his sleeve, causing numerous bottles and jars to appear on the table.

“Cao Kai, oh Cao Kai,”

Sun Xiangzong sneered, “Have you sat on the Dragon Chair for so long that no matter where you go, and no matter what you do, you must put on an act?

“Enough with your crocodile tears, whether it was your trip to the ends of the earth to find me or bringing these healing Elixir Pills, it’s all because you’re afraid that after I die, no one will handle the matters in the Luotian Mountain Range.

“Cao Kai, how cunning you are!

“So sly that even I fear you from the bottom of my heart!

“Two years ago.