Transmigration begins with archery training

A eunuch named Li Zhao accused, "You dragged him to the palace before you had even properly interrogated him. Are you planning to have His Majesty interrogate him personally?"

Zhao Kang scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Your Majesty, I know I am guilty, but these guys are very stubborn. We've tried everything we can at the prison, but they just won't open their mouths."

"His Majesty!"

Dongfang Jingxing stepped forward, looking somewhat expectant, and said, "Let me do it. Although I don't know the art of soul searching, I do know how to make people obedient."

Chen Sanshi didn't say anything, but simply waved his sleeve, signaling the other person to do it.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Zhuzi hurriedly returned to the palace, seemingly in a great hurry, so much so that the bloodstains on his official robes had not been washed off: "Your Majesty!"

Having grown up by his side since childhood, Chen Sanshi clearly understood what Xiao Zhuzi wanted to express, so he nodded and agreed to her request to dismiss everyone.

He leaned forward slightly and asked, "What happened that scared you like this?"

"His Majesty!"

Dongfang Jingxing calmed himself down, clasped his hands and bowed his head, saying, "Just now, when I interrogated those people, they said they were searching for remnants of the Cao family among the common people, not on the orders of Cao Zhi or the Guiyuan Sect."

"Not Cao Zhi?"

Chen Sanshi nodded slightly: "Continue."

"He is a Nascent Soul elder from the Heavenly Sword Sect, one of the Heavenly Sects!"

Dongfang Jingxing still seemed incredulous: "It was this Nascent Soul cultivator who sent people into Dongsheng Divine Continent."

"Why is the Heavenly Sword Sect, a Nascent Soul cultivator, getting involved in the Cao family's affairs?"

Chen Sanshi fell into deep thought.

Soon after, a guess formed in his mind, and he asked, "Could this Nascent Soul cultivator be surnamed Cao?"

"Your Majesty is a man of brilliant strategy."

Dongfang Jingxing continued, "According to those people, it was Cao Xie, the founding emperor of the previous dynasty. In Tianshui Continent, he was generally known as the Heavenly Killer Lord, and some people also called him the Lord of Ten Thousand Laws. It is said that he was proficient in all kinds of magic and the arts of immortal cultivation. He was the future Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a future immortal prospect of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Cao Xie is still alive.

Upon hearing this news, Chen Sanshi was not overly surprised; it was merely unexpected yet reasonable.

If what he saw on Mount Ziwei many years ago is true, then wasn't Cao Xie dying a little too young?

It makes sense that the other party is still alive.

this time.

Cao Xie sent people to Dongsheng Shenzhou to search for bloodlines, and he could have completely concealed his identity.

Why was it exposed so easily?

There is only one answer.

He did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Chen Sanshi couldn't help but sneer: "He's trying to intimidate me with this."

"His Majesty?"

Dongfang Jingxing asked, "How should we handle this matter going forward?"

"Little Bamboo, you're still young. What, are you scared by the words 'Nascent Soul'?"

Chen Sanshi calmly said, "Our Han's enemies are the thirty-six immortal sects of the entire Tianshui cultivation world. Not to mention Nascent Soul cultivators, even the legendary Nascent Soul cultivators who can ascend to the upper realm must exist within them. What's so great about adding Cao Xie? We can simply deal with whatever comes our way. What is there to fear?"

"Your Majesty taught you a lesson."

Dongfang Jingxing suddenly realized the truth.

"Your Majesty, General Wei Xuan requests an audience!"

"Xuan!"

"Old minister, see your Majesty!"

The elderly Wei Xuan strode into the hall and bowed.

"Minister Wei, there's no need for such formalities."

Chen Sanshi said, "However, I remember that you should be stationed at Mangshan with your troops at this time of year. Is there something important that you rushed back?"

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

Wei Xuan handed a spiritual plant that looked like a weed to the eunuch, then presented it to the dragon throne, saying, "This spiritual plant is called 'Autumn Blossom Grass,' a first-tier spiritual plant, discovered on Mount Mang."

"Your Majesty, the ancestral veins have begun to revive."

"..."

Chen Sanshi fiddled with the spiritual plant in his hand, his tone noticeably more serious than when he heard that Cao Xie was alive: "I know."

When the ancestral veins are revived, the seal will be shaken from within.

Unless he becomes a Nascent Soul cultivator beforehand and completely suppresses the region, the Eastern Continent will still be overthrown.

As for Nascent Soul cultivators, looking across the world, even including those recorded in ancient texts, how many are there in the mortal realm?

He wasn't worried about not being able to do it, but rather about not having enough time.

Because no one can say for sure how quickly the ancestral veins will recover.

The fastest recorded time in ancient texts ranges from several decades to over a thousand years.

The only way to solve this problem once and for all within a few decades is to at least create a Spirit Annihilation Array and destroy the ancestral vein.

The far north.

Before going there, Chen Sanshi still needs to improve his strength.

He suppressed his thoughts and said, "I understand. You may all leave."

"His Majesty."

Wei Xuan lingered, saying, "This old minister has a request that I cannot make."

"Oh?"

Chen Sanshi casually replied, "Go ahead and tell me."

"This old minister..."

Wei Xuan said, "I want to retire from the military and return to my hometown."

"..."

When Chen Sanshi heard this, he looked up again and suddenly realized that Wei Xuan was already very old.

Under the influence of the "Qi Observation Technique," the old master is like an oil lamp that flickers on and off, ready to go out at any moment.

What does "retiring from the military to a rural life" mean?

It was clear that his lifespan was coming to an end and he wanted to find a place to be buried.

He rose from the dragon throne and personally approached the other man: "Senior Wei, have you decided where you're going, or is there anything you need my help with?"

Wei Xuan quickly said, "Your Majesty, why do you call me 'senior'? That's absolutely unacceptable."

"You have already retired from the military and returned to your hometown. Since you are no longer a court official, why be so polite?"

Chen Sanshi said, "Tell me your requests, and I will do my best to fulfill them."

"Then this old minister will not stand on ceremony."

Wei Xuan smiled and said, "A few years ago, I returned to my hometown. At my age, all my old friends have passed away. However, there is a talented young nephew from my younger brother's lineage. I brought him back with me, and I hope Your Majesty can give him some guidance in the future."

"That's it?"

Chen Sanshi asked.

"About this matter."

As Wei Xuan spoke, he leaned on his sword and sat down on the threshold of the Wujiang Palace. Then, gazing at the Huayao Palace, where clouds and mist swirled in the distance, he uttered in a hoarse voice: "Back then, my wife and I were already at our wits' end in Dazefang Market."

"It was His Majesty's philosophy of doing things that gave this old minister hope, which allowed him to have a resurgence of energy and live for another ten years or so."

"Now, the Han Dynasty is gradually stabilizing and the world is at peace. The cultivators in Tianyong City are also growing rapidly. In the future, they will definitely be able to fight against Tianshui."

"It's just a pity..."

"This old minister can no longer accompany Your Majesty in battle."

Looking back on his life, he was taciturn in his childhood, honest and simple in his youth, and diligent and enterprising all the way. In middle age, he finally became invincible and protected the people of a city from being trampled by foreign tribes. He was known as the Great Hero Wei Xuan.

In his later years, he entered Tianshui and saw another world. Only then did he realize that there are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people. There were many things that he was willing to do but unable to do.

Fortunately, in the remaining ten years of my life, I have at least done my part.

In this life, I can say that I have lived up to the title of "hero".

Wei Xuan slowly rose, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Your Majesty still has a long way to go, so this old minister will take his leave now. Farewell... until the end."

As the sun set, the elderly swordsman, his figure slightly hunched, walked towards the city gate, leaning on his long sword. However, he did not appear increasingly weathered and aged. Instead, as he walked, he stopped leaning on his sword and carried it on his back, his back becoming more upright. He continued until he stepped through the city gate and was swallowed up by the golden afterglow outside Tianyong City.

On the 26th day of the second month of the 16th year of Tianwu, Wei Xuan, the Marquis of Langling and one of the Twenty-Eight Generals of Yuntai, died. On the 28th day, his wife, Song Guizhi, the Marquis of Dongguang and one of the Twenty-Eight Generals, followed her husband in death. The couple were buried together at the foot of Mangshan Mountain.