Transmigration begins with archery training

"Just a box of lamp oil?"

Chen Sanshi didn't believe it.

He re-examined the exquisite jade box and confirmed that there was nothing inside except for the self-destruct mechanism, and there were no hidden compartments.

The Witch God Cult, Xiang Tingchun, and the Martial Arts School.

This is all that all the factions are fighting tooth and nail for?

According to Chen Sanshi's summary, the martial arts school and Xiang Tingchun may not even know what the Immortal Treasure is. The only ones who know the inside story, the Witch God Cult, are all incredibly stubborn and refuse to tell.

It's definitely not that simple.

Chen Sanshi arrived at the kitchen door, scooped out a very small amount of lamp oil with his fingers, and gently smeared it on the wood stump used for chopping firewood. Then he found a tinderbox and blew out a small flame.

"boom--"

The moment the small flame touched the lamp oil, a burst of crimson flame erupted, like a fire dragon emerging from the void, instantly rising to a height of two or three meters.

In just a few breaths, the wooden stake was burned to ashes.

You should know that this wooden stake is half a meter in diameter and thirty centimeters high. It would be difficult to light with an ordinary flame. Without splitting it, it would probably take a whole day and night to burn it to ashes!

Even from two steps away, Chen Sanshi felt like he was about to be roasted alive!

What power!

What kind of animal fat is this? The flames it produces are so terrifying!

"It is indeed no ordinary item."

Chen Sanshi felt a little uneasy.

The item is powerful, but why are they fighting so hard for it?

As a weapon?

He weighed the iron box, which was about half the size of his palm.

This little bit is enough for a few uses.

There's no need for such a scramble, is there?

Chen Sanshi judged that this fire definitely had another purpose.

He examined the exquisite jade box again and, after repeated confirmation, came to a conclusion.

There was nothing else.

It seems that the method of using fire may be in the hands of the Witch God Cult.

There's nothing we can do about it for now.

Chen Sanshi felt a little disappointed.

However, this fire is extremely powerful and can be useful in critical moments.

As for its actual use, we can only wait and see.

"My current goal is to be selected to enter the Eighth Battalion."

"We still need to improve our strength as soon as possible!"

Chen Sanshi packed his things, ready to get a good night's rest and recharge.

He's just one step away from breaking through.

……

The next day, at the military camp.

Chen Sanshi drank a bowl of Nine-Turn Replenishing Soup, and taking advantage of his peak energy and blood, he picked up his spear and practiced the basic spear techniques of a soldier that he had already mastered.

It was midday, and the sun was shining brightly.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound like air being torn apart rang out in the empty training ground.

This attracted the attention of nearby soldiers who all turned to look.

Under the sunlight, each time the reed spear was swung, the tip of the spear reflected a dazzling golden light, and as the spear was swung faster and faster, these golden lights gradually connected together.

Looking into the distance, it seemed as if golden snakes were dancing wildly in the void, or as if a golden paintbrush was depicting a magnificent landscape, giving people an urge to get closer and take a look. However, the constant, violent sound of air being torn apart reminded everyone that this was not a beautiful sight, but a deadly killing technique!

The spear whistled as the figure moved nimbly.

The flickering light and shadow lasted for about half an incense stick's time.

Until a certain moment, everything suddenly came to a standstill.

All the golden light converged and gathered at a single point, landing on the wooden stakes in the training ground at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

"boom--"

There was a training pole that was shoulder-width apart and two meters high. When the point that was pierced was the core, it exploded with a bang, and splinters and debris filled the sky. After flying a long distance, they were like arrows that pierced the ground.

One of the more mischievous soldiers was nearly hit by a splinter and collapsed backward to the ground, quite frightened.

The boy slowly holstered his gun, his smooth, taut muscles covered in sweat. Under the autumn sun, his whole body was shrouded in rising white smoke, as if he had walked out of flames.

Little success!

The two streams of qi and blood transformed into four streams, merging into the four limbs!

[Technique: Basic Soldier Spear Techniques (Minor Mastery)]

Progress: (0/2000)

[Effects: Swift and powerful spear thrusts, incredible stamina, abundant vital energy, and extraordinary blood-related phenomena]

Chen Sanshi didn't understand the new effects for a moment.

A strange phenomenon occurred due to blood.

Does this mean the blood is undergoing changes?

He tried to mobilize his qi and blood and found that his blood was exceptionally hot, and the explosive power of each unit of qi and blood was stronger than before.

Could it be related to the bone-refining realm after blood refining?

"Congratulations, Officer Chen!"

Many people came up to offer their congratulations.

Commander Fang exclaimed, "Such talent is truly enviable!"

"It just costs a lot of money."

Chen Sanshi humbly replied, "If I hadn't been hunting to earn money to buy medicine, I wouldn't have broken through so quickly."

"What are you saying? Isn't hunting a skill too?"

General Fang was even more envious.

As martial artists who had mastered blood cultivation, they could naturally draw heavy bows with ease.

But being able to pull away doesn't necessarily mean you can shoot accurately.

Even if you spend a lot of time training, you can't reach a very high level, let alone hit a target that you can't even see clearly.

Some things truly have a ceiling that talent determines.

Chen Sanshi privately approached Wang Zhi to ask for advice on his next steps in cultivation.

"Did you break through again?"

Wang Zhi almost spat out the wine in his mouth.

At this moment, his feelings were no longer purely joyful; shock had become a much stronger factor.

After practicing martial arts for just over a month, I've covered a distance that most people would take years, or even a lifetime, to complete. God is truly unfair.

"Wang Baihu".

Chen Sanshi asked, "What should I pay attention to when I reach the peak of Blood Refinement, and is there any connection between it and the Bone Refinement realm?"

"Good understanding."

Wang Zhi, holding a wine bowl, explained: "Blood training, as the name suggests, is about training the blood."

"After mastering the basics, when the Qi and blood flow throughout the body, one can begin to train the bones."

"Only when the quality of the Qi and blood cultivated is high enough can the bones and flesh that are tempered by the blood be better in the future."

"That's why I gave you the Haoran Breathing Technique back then."

“Training blood is fundamental; if the foundation is not solid, it’s like losing from the very beginning.”

"You should be able to sense that people at your level are rarely three-way opponents. The gap will only widen as you progress."

'Forging bones with blood...'

Blood is indeed related to the next level.

Chen Sanshi wasn't sure if the "Blood-Generating Phenomenon" was unique to the proficiency panel, so he didn't bring it up for the time being and planned to observe its effects before making a decision.

"You're really something, kid."

Wang Zhi counted the time on his fingers: "Your cultivation speed is fast enough. Our garrison will soon receive a large batch of medicinal herbs. You can expect to start bone training before next spring!"

Chen Sanshi extracted the key point from the words: "The garrison needs the medicinal herbs immediately?"

"Hey, don't mention it."

Wang Zhi found it quite amusing, took a sip of wine, and said, "Yesterday at Babaolou, those old bastards from the martial arts school were acting all high and mighty, saying that the garrison was holding them under house arrest and that they were going to find someone to complain to the higher-ups."

"But this morning, she seemed like a completely different person."

"They claimed they would fully support our Qianhu garrison in their expedition against the barbarians next year."

"Once the four major martial arts schools agree, the local gentry and wealthy merchants will also have to contribute money."

"This time, we're going to strike it rich."

Chen Sanshi was suspicious.

Judging from his words, Xiang Tingchun has successfully taken control of the martial arts school?

But since the items are in his hands, why should the martial arts school obediently follow his orders?

unless……

Xiang Tingchun is playing a game of getting something for nothing!

Good grief, aren't they afraid of being exposed?

That afternoon, as dusk approached, Wang Zhi's words came true.

Groups of martial arts school disciples pulled carts, delivering countless supplies.

"The medicinal herb warehouse is on the left!"

"The grain is on the right!"

"This number is incorrect, isn't it? Two hundred bushels of grain are missing. You must deliver them before nightfall tomorrow!"

"..."

The head of the warehouse, along with several clerks, counted the supplies from cart to cart.

The military camp's warehouses, which had been idle for many years, were put back into use, and the granaries were packed full, with sacks almost overflowing.

Years of poor harvests?

The wealthy households had plenty of grain.

"Om-"

The assembly call sounded, and the messenger summoned everyone to the drill ground, announcing that the commander had important news to announce.