Transmigration begins with archery training

【Progress: 895/1000】

My recent improvement in proficiency has mainly come from using strength to temper medicine. I wonder what the effects will be after I achieve a minor level of mastery.

After decocting the medicinal herbs, Chen Sanshi took his bow and arrows to the shooting range to practice archery.

[Skill: Archery (Mastery)]

Progress: (1550/2000)

My archery skills are not far from breaking through.

Another noteworthy point is that Sun Buqi has been practicing archery with him frequently lately, and his skill has finally improved. With a 15-stone bow in hand, he can basically hit the target within 70 or 80 paces.

After the morning drills ended.

In the afternoon, Chen Sanshi led a group of men into the city for patrol.

When we passed the training ground next door, we saw Cao Fan practicing martial arts. He seemed to have broken through to the level of mastery of the Hua Jin (化劲) technique.

I saw this person.

Chen Sanshi couldn't help but recall the events of the previous night.

Is the Incense God Cult really just going to be forgotten like this?

I heard that the "master uncle" from Ciyun Temple has arrived in Liangzhou. I might be able to meet him during my routine inspection this afternoon and find out what kind of person he is.

……

"Huff, huff..."

Cao Fan put down the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, his face blood-red, with an unnatural pallor showing through.

"Congratulations on your breakthrough, Your Highness!"

Sha Wenlong, who was in charge of sparring, put down his knife: "If I remember correctly, Lu Shuhua and the others are only at the beginner level of the Transformation Realm. Xie Sishu and Yan Changqing are even at the Perfection of the Internal Organs Refinement stage. The young master has already suppressed them by two realms."

Where is Chen Sanshi?

Cao Fan coughed and asked, "Has he also reached the Transformation Realm? Otherwise, how could he have possibly stormed all the way to Meishan Prefecture back then!"

"This……"

Sha Wenlong answered hesitantly, "Indeed, I have reached the Transformation Realm."

"Entry-level? No, that's not right..."

Cao Fan frowned: "It should be 'proficient,' right?"

He had mixed feelings in his heart.

Since the selection process ended, in order to maintain his dominance in terms of cultivation level, he even sacrificed his lifespan to cultivate extremely fierce techniques to rapidly improve, but now things have come to this.

The fame and fortune belong to the other party.

In terms of skill level, the opponent has probably caught up and we're now evenly matched!

"Sir..."

Sha Wenlong did not answer.

Cao Fan's face stiffened, and he pressed, "What do you mean? Is it more than that?"

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter."

Sha Wenlong changed the subject, saying, "If it really doesn't work out, we can go back to the capital first. There are opportunities to make contributions against the bandits in the south and the Dongqing Kingdom in the east. There's no need to stay in the north."

"Eunuch Feng!"

Seeing that he refused to speak, Cao Fan turned to his personal attendant: "Tell the truth, could it be that he has achieved a minor breakthrough?!"

"Your Highness, you should be mentally prepared."

Eunuch Feng said with a wry smile, "A few hours ago, I heard people in the pharmacy saying that he seems to have achieved the minor stage of the Transformation Realm, or perhaps even the major stage..."

"puff--"

Cao Fan felt as if something was blocking his chest, his vision blurred, and he fell backward as the world spun around him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Sir!"

Sha Wenlong quickly helped him up.

"Oh my, young master!"

Grandpa Feng was so anxious that he started to cry. He wiped the blood with a handkerchief while searching his body for precious medicine to heal the wound.

The prince's cultivation path was already harmful to his body, and now, with anger attacking his mind, he couldn't withstand the combined effects and collapsed.

"Why, why..."

After a long while, Cao Fan finally opened his eyes again: "He has only been practicing martial arts for two years, why is Heaven so unfair! I only sleep for two hours a day and rely on medicine to maintain my energy, isn't that enough? Haven't I worked hard enough...?"

"His Royal Highness."

Sha Wenlong said helplessly, "This person is a prodigy. The talents he has shown in various aspects are no less than those of Sun Xiangzong back then. There is really no need to compare with him."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Eunuch Feng chimed in, "You are a member of the noble royal family, why bother arguing with a commoner over a moment's bravery? So what if he's powerful? Commander Sun is arguably the greatest warrior in the land, yet he's still a subject of the Cao family."

"what……"

Cao Fan couldn't breathe.

That's the problem.

He is not the only heir.

It's just the highest ranking in name only.

If one does not possess outstanding achievements and exceptional talent, one could be replaced by one of the other brothers at any time.

this point.

It's not just him.

Even his father was like that!

The Crown Prince served as regent for forty years, and he was also constantly racking his brains.

Which of my uncles wasn't secretly eyeing the position of Crown Prince?

Cao Fan saw his father handle official business until the wee hours of the morning countless times. On weekdays, he also had to deal with open and covert attacks from various forces, and his health deteriorated day by day.

Especially after the ten days in Yunzhou.

There is a very significant change in the central government.

The Emperor, who had been obsessed with Taoist cultivation for over twenty years, began to significantly reduce the number of times he went into seclusion, spending more and more time on handling state affairs, showing signs of restoring order to the country.

But the problem is...

His father served as regent for forty years, and his influence extended throughout the court and the country.

Cao Fan had been well-versed in history since childhood, so he naturally knew that a bloody storm was bound to break out in the court.

What's even more frightening is that Grandfather's health is said to be getting better day by day.

Calculate your age.

Grandpa is ninety-eight years old this year, a centenarian!

In contrast, his father, who had served as regent for forty years, was already physically exhausted.

To put it bluntly...

It's still uncertain who will outlast whom.

Cao Fan had originally hoped that if he could achieve something in the northern border, he could not only lay a foundation for himself but also share the burden of his father. But unfortunately...

But then Chen Sanshi came along!

For decades!

When has such a monstrous talent ever appeared in the entire world?

It's unfair! It's unfair!

"Eunuch Feng, let's go, let's go back to the capital..."

finally.

Cao Fan's voice was hoarse: "Let him stay on his own. Let him compete with the Martial Saint and Lü Ji in the future. I, the young master, can't compete with him..."

"well."

Grandpa Feng wiped away his tears: "We're not staying in this wretched place anymore; there's nothing good about it."

"Ah."

Cao Fan's gaze was somewhat vacant: "Let me go back to the capital first to see my father and see if he needs me to go to Dongqing, or stay in the court to help out..."

"I will go back and help the young master write his resignation letter."

Eunuch Feng choked up and said, "Let's rest and recover in Liangzhou first. We won't practice the Fierce Blade anymore, we'll just practice ordinary sword techniques. You can't afford to get too sick. Let's go home."

……

Ciyun Temple.

"Routine inspection!"

Chen Sanshi and Li Qianzong led twenty or thirty people up Lingwu Mountain.

At the mountain gate.

An elderly Taoist priest, who appeared to be over sixty, came out to greet them: "I am Xiaoyunzi, the new abbot of Ciyun Temple. May I ask what you two gentlemen wish to inspect?"

"What else could it be!"

Li Qianzong gave him a cold look: "Get out of the way!"

"Don't go too far!"

Beside the old Taoist priest was a relatively young middle-aged Taoist priest, who angrily said, "You've driven my two nephews to their deaths, and that's not enough? What else do you want!"