My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Keep your body straight,"

"Yes, just like that."

On the archery range,

Chen Sansi carefully instructed Sun Buqi.

This young master was not only generous but also paid in advance.

Two hundred Silver Taels in a note, it was his first time seeing such.

"Shoo—"

Sun Buqi aimed and shot an arrow at a target a hundred steps away.

He probably scored around the fourth ring.

Unsatisfied, he shot another arrow, scoring in the second ring...

"..."

Chen Sansi had taught everything he could.

Yet the young master hadn't improved at all after two hours.

His posture was correct, but he couldn't hit the target precisely.

"Master!"

Sun Buqi insisted on calling him this, unstoppable: "How exactly do you do it?"

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The level of martial arts realm could at most determine how heavy a bowstring one could pull.

But the heavier the bow, the harder it is to control.

Hundred-step Piercing, how easy could it be?

Yet the extraordinary man before him, did more than just Hundred-step Piercing? Most terrifying was his accuracy, never once missing the mark.

"How do you do it?"

Chen Sansi thought for a moment and concluded, "Mostly it's through effort, 'Heaven rewards the diligent' I guess!"

"What a 'Heaven rewards the diligent'!"

Sun Buqi grasped the true essence of it and was full of confidence about the future.

Compared to martial arts, he was more obsessed with archery.

Even at a high martial arts realm, one still has to fight closely for life.

But with archery, one could take a life from a hundred steps away.

He practiced martial arts only to be able to pull the bowstring of a heavy bow.

Sun Buqi was full of motivation, continually pulling the bow and shooting arrows.

"What is your honored surname?"

Chen Sansi asked.

The other was eager to learn, only now giving him the chance to inquire.

Sun Buqi focused on his archery training, without turning his head back: "Sun Buqi."

"Sun?"

Chen Sansi hadn't heard of a wealthy young master surnamed Sun in Po Yang County.

He couldn't help but think of the red-clothed woman: "Do you know Sun Li?"

"I do,"

Sun Buqi naturally replied: "She's my older sister."

Before Chen Sansi could react, a familiar voice rang out.

"Sun Buqi."

Sun Li appeared in her red attire, her voice filled with anger.

"Sister, I'm in the middle of something serious here!"

Sun Buqi quickly dodged, "This is, this is my archery master who can pierce Yang from one hundred and fifty steps, an extraordinary man!"

"?"

Sun Li paused, "What did you call him?"

"Master,"

Sun Buqi spread his hands, "Is there a problem?"

"Little junior brother..."

Sun Li gently held her forehead, "What's going on here?"

"Do not blame my junior sister, I didn't know he was a senior brother,"

Chen Sansi was somewhat embarrassed, "But calling him master was just for fun, not to be taken seriously."

"Are you Chen Sansi?!"

Sun Buqi first shocked, then excitedly said: "Extraordinary! Not only a Nine Dragon Body but also a masterful archer! From now on I'll call you master, you call me senior brother, and we each discuss our own!"

"My brother has some issues with his brain,"

Sun Li was about to burst out but then let it go: "Father named him Buqi, which originally meant 'Gentlemen are versatile.' However, it turned out to be something incompetent..."

"Senior sister, you speak too harshly,"

Chen Sansi said: "Brother Buqi and I are of similar age, yet his realm is higher than mine, there must be something exceptional about him."

"Can two months of martial arts practice compare to three years?"

Sun Li took Sun Buqi away, "Junior brother, we still have matters to attend to, we must take our leave now."

"Are they still investigating?"

Chen Sansi really hadn't expected even the young master of the Sun Family to come.

He had particularly inquired recently.

Sun Dushi originally had five children, but the first three all died in battle.

Among them, the third child, who had the best talent for martial arts, died in the battle at Xuanwu Camp.

Now, only a son and a daughter remain.

They are Sun Buqi and Sun Li.

It's truly heartbreaking that the Supervisor sent his only remaining children here.

After all, they were just undergoing bone training, and accidents could still happen.

"Boom—"

The sky erupted with a clap of thunder and it started pouring heavily.

Chen Sansi braved the rain to go to the pharmacy and carried away two clay jars.

Inside were the medicine baths he had pre-ordered.

Just these two jars for one bath cost fifty silver taels.

If it weren't for Sun Buqi being generous, he really wouldn't have been able to afford it.

He poured the medicinal soup from the clay jars into the wooden tub, then added cold water to mix the black medicine bath.

Chen Sansi stripped off his clothes and jumped in.

"Hiss—"

Although the medicinal soup and water were cold, the moment they touched his skin, it felt as hot as boiling water and as irritating as chili water, painfully stinging every inch of his skin.

The potent medicinal strength penetrated his pores and entered his flesh, tempering his bones.

"Ah!"

Following the doctor's instructions, Chen Sansi sat cross-legged in the wooden tub, using the Haoran Breathing Skill.

Even so, he couldn't last more than five minutes before jumping out.

His skin was red, and his whole body swelled up. He grabbed the reed leaf spear and rushed to the yard to practice his spear technique, using the Qi-blood to absorb the medicinal strength. Only then did the painful sensation start to subside.

It wasn't until it completely vanished that he jumped back into the wooden tub.

He repeated this process over and over until the effects of the medicine bath were exhausted.

The pain was real.

But the help it provided for his cultivation was immense.

He took a medicine bath every three days.

The silver in Chen Sansi's house was quickly spent almost entirely.

Luckily, there was significant progress in his cultivation.

[Cultivation Technique: Undying Golden Snake Spear: Entry-level]

[Progress: 58/500]

[Utility: Blood of the Dragon Elephant, Nine Dragon Living Veins]

"The pace is slowing down!"

Even though Chen Sansi was aware that this speed of improvement was far beyond that of ordinary people, he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

After all, war was imminent, and no one would complain about having too high a cultivation level.

"It's almost time!"

As time went on, the Medicine Valley incident gradually settled.

Observing for several days, Chen Sansi confirmed that nobody had noticed him.

Just as he was running out of silver at home, it was the right time to figure out how to use the Immortal Treasure and make use of the other spoils of war as well.

After lunch,

Chen Sansi quietly slipped into Yanbian Village, swinging around the small woodland and jumping over the wall into the yard, taking out the hidden items.

Herb materials, Spiritual Grain, medicine mill, medicine jars, Medical Books…

Basically,

everything he could carry with him at the time, Chen Sansi stuffed into a burlap sack.

"Immortal Treasure…"

"Spiritual Grain."

According to his reasoning, the flame from the Immortal Treasure could likely eliminate the toxins of the Spiritual Grain and preserve its essence.

But would a medicine jar or iron pot withstand the high temperatures of the flame produced by the Immortal Treasure?

Chen Sansi placed the Spiritual Grain in the pot, adding water.

He then stuffed the stove's base with firewood and smeared a small amount of "lamp oil" on the firewood.

He used a fire stick to light it.

"Boom—"

Red flames rose, and the temperature in the room soared as if it had instantly switched from late autumn to severe summer.

The cold water in the iron pot immediately boiled.

"Crackle—"

However, the iron pot was quickly burnt through, and the liquid evaporated completely.

The room was suddenly filled with steam until the firewood was quickly consumed and the flames died down.

Just as Chen Sansi had guessed,

an ordinary iron pot simply couldn't withstand the temperature of the Abnormal Fire generated by the lamp oil.

There was no need to even try with a medicine pot; it wouldn't last long either.

"What if I directly burn the Spiritual Grain?"

"Scorching with Abnormal Fire is a form of tempering after all!"

Thinking this, he immediately put his thoughts into action, preparing to test its feasibility.