Transmigration begins with archery training

"People are here!"

With his wife still at home, Chen Sanshi dared not chase after her too far. He intended to return immediately, but then another figure appeared under the moonlight.

Then, Wen Zhi, the master of Piyue Manor, flew over, dragging a man in black with him.

"you……"

Chen Sanshi looked at the man in black, then at Wen Zhi, and quickly understood.

This mortal enemy, the Martial Saint.

It looks like she's guarding the door for him, acting as his bodyguard?!

"You can't die now. If you die, that guy surnamed Sun will come after me!"

When Wen Zhi spoke, his eyes were bloodshot and purple, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they were making a grinding sound.

Not long after he returned with his son's body, he heard the results of the selection process and felt a wave of despair. A true disciple meant that it was even less likely that he would be touched.

Especially at this critical juncture.

Or.

Anyone can kill Chen Sanshi, but not him right now!

"..."

For a moment, Chen Sanshi was at a loss for words.

Is the governor's authority really that great?

Right.

Ning Changqun's death was witnessed by 100,000 people.

While a Blood Refiner might not be so afraid, a Martial Saint would definitely be afraid, and extremely afraid at that.

The two came down from the roof to the ground.

Wen Zhi pointed at the man in black, his voice trembling as he questioned, "Why did he kill you!"

"do not know."

Chen Sanshi said frankly.

"You don't know? Just how many people have you offended?!"

Wen Zhi slapped the man in black, who spat out blood and screamed in agony.

He felt a little better: "This person is only at the peak of the Internal Organ Refinement stage, and I have severely injured him. What should I do next? Kill him or hand him over to you?"

After considering for a moment, Chen Sanshi said, "Leave it to me."

"Humph!"

Wen Zhi tossed the half-dead man in black over like he was throwing away trash.

He shouted at the young general's retreating figure, "Chen Sanshi, I will kill you!"

"Master Wen."

Chen Sanshi stopped and suddenly said, "You feel wronged?"

Wen Zhi was taken aback.

"Your son wants to kill me. Am I just a fish on the chopping block? Let me give you some advice."

Chen Sanshi said expressionlessly, "If a son is not taught, it is the father's fault."

"You...you mean it's my fault?!"

Wen Zhi retorted defiantly, "Then I'll kill you too! I want a fair duel to determine who's superior and who's worse, to decide life and death! You're supposed to have the Transformation Body? I'll wait until you break through to Martial Saint!"

"it is good."

Chen Sanshi promised, "If Master Wen really intends to do so, I will go to the arena with you then."

"If a child is not taught properly, it is the father's fault..."

Wen Zhi stood in the night wind, silently savoring the words.

He knew perfectly well that it was his own son who had put him in a difficult position first.

But without avenging this deep-seated hatred, the thought of revenge is hard to bear!

A fair duel is something the other party agrees to.

At that time, even if he is beaten to death on the stage, Sun Xiangzong will have nothing to say!

"I, a mere organ refiner, have entered into a life-or-death struggle with a Martial Saint."

Chen Sanshi, somewhat helpless, carried the man in black home.

"master……"

Siqin Mohua had been guarding the door the whole time, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Chen Sanshi asked, "You just said you threw things into the yard?"

"Uh-huh."

Siqin brought over a letter with stones tied to it.

"Alright, don't disturb Madam. Tell her everything is fine and she should go to sleep early."

After giving his instructions, Chen Sanshi went to the woodshed.

He used ropes to tie up the unconscious man in black, then removed the mask, revealing a handsome face hidden beneath, who looked to be about the same age as Siqin Mohua.

"And it's a woman?"

Chen Sanshi looked at the flat plain in front of him and was really surprised.

He picked up an arrow and used it as a dagger, first severing the tendons in the black-clad man's hands and feet to ensure he couldn't move. Then he applied medicine to stop the bleeding and save his life before finally sitting down quietly to wait.

He had a reason for wanting the person back.

because……

He saw a hint of azure energy in this person!

That's right.

It has the same energy as Sun Xiangzong's body.

It's just so faint that it's almost invisible unless you look closely, and it's easy to overlook.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be like the difference between the bright moon and fireflies.

That's why Chen Sanshi chose to bring it back to find out the truth.

Moreover, the fact that the opponent was almost killed shows that this meager amount of Azure Profound Qi was insufficient for her to have a means of survival; otherwise, she would have used it long ago.

Of course, to be on the safe side, it's better to scrap it first.

"So there really is a way to absorb Azure Profound Qi?"

Chen Sanshi believes it is definitely not a coincidence.

He wasn't sure if he would gain any insight after becoming an apprentice.

If you can't get the answer from this person, you can take him to the Governor's Mansion.

He took out the letter, opened it, and found only a few words inside.

"Please invite General Chen to Hongxiu Tower for a meeting in three days."

"Red Sleeve Pavilion?"

Chen Sanshi recalled the name; it seemed to be a famous brothel in Liangzhou.

What do you need him to do?

They didn't invite him before, but only came after he won the championship, which clearly shows they had ulterior motives.

...

About two or three hours later.

The woman in black gradually woke up.

Then she cried.

Chen Sanshi snapped, "Shut up!"

The woman cried even harder.

"I told you to shut up!"

"Keng——"

Chen Sanshi drew his Zhenyue Sword and pressed it against the other man's neck.

The woman in black finally calmed down, but she still couldn't stop convulsing.

"who are you?"

Chen Sanshi warned, "I don't have the patience to ask a second time."

"Seeking...Seeking Immortals Pavilion..."

The woman sobbed, "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Seeking Immortals Pavilion?"

Chen Sanshi recalled the records in "Records of All Sects Under Heaven".

A mysterious sect, with a history spanning a thousand years, seeks only the traces of immortals.

What brings you here?

"My master sent me..."

The woman in black was extremely aggrieved: "I was just delivering a letter, why are you treating me like this?"

"nonsense!"

Chen Sanshi said coldly, "Why didn't you send the letter through the main gate?"

"Because we are mysterious," the woman in black replied matter-of-factly.

What kind of ridiculous reason is that?

Chen Sanshi pressed further, "Why do you want me to go to the Red Sleeve Pavilion?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything. I really just came to deliver a letter, I meant no harm..."

The woman in black was terrified and unable to move, her teeth chattering as she spoke: "I only know that it seems to be related to magic, please let me go, please... sob sob sob..."

"Immortal magic?"

Chen Sanshi remained silent.

We cannot completely disbelieve her words, nor can we believe them entirely.

It's clear that they meant no harm.

But he didn't feel any remorse.

Why would a good person choose to visit someone in the dead of night, dressed in black?

It was lucky that he wasn't killed by Martial Saint Wen Zhi. Cutting off his tendons was just a minor punishment for the offense, and a light one at that. Otherwise, his house would probably have become a vegetable market.

Besides, if this young lady really is from Xunxianlou, she can definitely heal this injury.