Transmigration begins with archery training

I still remember that more than two years ago, in a remote village, a woman killed her own child and then took her own life.

Looking back now, it probably wasn't a coincidence.

He had previously suspected that these people were being misled, bewitched, or controlled by the demonic sect.

However, each time a dead village was discovered, no trace of magic was found.

It is indeed quite unbelievable that so many people would voluntarily end their lives.

"These mortals are truly worthless!"

Lu Zhiyong said, utterly bewildered, "Can't you just live a good life? Why do you have to listen to the Demonic Sect and seek death? Junior Brother Lu, let's go back quickly!"

"Let's go."

After wandering around the village twice more, Chen Sanshi finally had to leave since he couldn't find any useful clues.

The demonic cultivators hiding in the mortal realm have been mostly eliminated. The few remaining ones that slipped through the net are like looking for a needle in a haystack. So they decided to return to Dragon Elephant City first and report on the recent situation of the "dead village".

Just as they returned along the same route, they saw a large number of cultivators flying westward in organized groups from the city, one group after another, all of them looking tense.

"Senior Brother Su!"

Lu Zhiyong stopped one of the people to inquire about the situation.

"It's a demon cultivator!"

Su Yang said solemnly, "Last night, a large number of demonic cultivators suddenly attacked Xingfeng Mountain, causing heavy losses to our side. We are now forcibly mobilizing sect disciples and rogue cultivators within the city to participate in the battle."

After saying that, he hurriedly caught up with the group and disappeared into the surging crowd.

As soon as Chen Sanshi and his companion entered the city gate, they encountered Xue Jingfeng, an elder of Liuyun Peak of the Qingxu Sect.

He hovered above the city gate and spoke, his voice resounding for dozens of miles around: "The remaining Foundation Establishment disciples of the Qingxu Sect, proceed to the City Lord's Mansion for a meeting!"

"The elders are calling us!"

Lu Zhiyong greeted him.

The two immediately changed direction.

……

City Lord's Mansion.

Master Fengzhi, Xue Jingfeng, and a middle-aged woman gathered here.

In the center of the hall, there was a huge sand table, and on the side, there was a map more than ten feet wide.

The Foundation Establishment disciples from Guiyuan Sect, Qingxu Sect, independent cultivators, and the Demon Suppression Division lined up outside the gate awaiting orders.

Master Fengzhi nodded to the young man beside him.

Cao Zhi walked to the sand table and said, "Fellow Daoists, I will now give you a brief overview of the current situation at the front."

"At midnight last night, the Demon Sect of Luanhuang Yongzhou suddenly joined forces with the Ancient Demon Clan, gathered a large number of cultivators, and launched a fierce attack on Xingfeng Mountain."

"Senior Wei Qi of the Demon Suppression Division is leading the other fellow Daoists in a desperate resistance."

"The demonic army of the demonic path consists of the Seven Killings Sect, the Corpse Refining Sect, and the Gluttonous Sect, plus the Ancient Demon Clan, totaling more than 30,000 people, including four Golden Core cultivators."

"On our side, there are Guiyuan, Qingxu, and Zhenmo Division, plus independent cultivators, totaling more than 20,000 cultivators, including three Golden Core seniors."

"The sand table and map in front of you show the details of the number and distribution of cultivators on both sides."

"Given the current situation, we are facing a very serious challenge ahead. That's why the two elders have gathered everyone here. Firstly, to assign tasks to each person, and secondly, to hear everyone's opinions."

The mission was simple, but also very dangerous.

Each selected Foundation Establishment cultivator will be responsible for leading a thousand Qi Refining cultivators, who will take turns going to Star Peak Mountain to fight according to orders. This can be understood as a commander in a mortal army.

However, Chen Sanshi was not among them, which suggests that there were other arrangements.

"Alright, let's discuss tactics next."

Cao Zhi looked around at everyone before speaking slowly and deliberately: "As you all may not know, I was originally a common prince from a barren land, and I have fought in many battles, so I know the importance of strategy."

"Especially in the cultivation world, for thousands of years, everyone has been used to directly crushing their opponents by relying on their personal cultivation level, often neglecting strategies and tactics."

"At this time, if someone could step forward and offer advice, it might have an unexpected effect."

"So please speak freely. Whoever makes a contribution will be rewarded with a large amount of copper coins."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators exchanged bewildered glances and then began to discuss it amongst themselves.

Seeing that no one stepped forward for a long time, Cao Zhi spoke again: "Fellow Daoist Lu of the Qingxu Sect, you are well-versed in military strategy and have experienced countless battles. You must have a good idea. Why don't you tell us?"

Immediately, many eyes turned to Chen Sanshi.

'That Cao Zhi, he's pulling this stunt again.'

He said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Cao's words are a bit puzzling to me. I used to be a fisherman in Qiandao Lake. You can ask me how to fish, but why would you ask me about military strategy?"

Let alone the possibility that Chen Sanshi would risk exposure to openly offer advice, even if he could, as things stand, he doesn't have any extraordinary means of winning; at most, he can only hold his ground.

"Oh, is it so."

Cao Zhi narrowed his eyes and said with a forced smile, "Fellow Daoist Lu really looks a lot like one of my former sworn brothers, so it's easy to mistake him for someone else. I'm sorry."

Chen Sanshi didn't react much, only showing a puzzled expression.

"Elders, I have a suggestion."

Xue Xianrong stepped forward, pointed to a mountain peak in the sand table with his folding fan, and said, "The most urgent task is to find a way to take back Xiaowushan, and then send a large force to support it. This way, we can form a pincer movement with Xingfengshan and Longxiangcheng, hold our ground, and wait for Tiansha Zhenjun to free up his forces to provide support."

Xiaowushan is a spirit stone mine on the edge of Sixue Road. Due to its proximity to the border, it was occupied by demonic cultivators more than two years ago.

"Ah."

Master Fengzhi stroked his white beard that reached his chest: "This young man is just like I was thinking. I wonder which disciple of the Qingxu Sect he is. He is sure to achieve great things in the future."

"My son has made a fool of himself in front of Fellow Daoist Feng Zhi."

Xue Jingfeng knew that the other party was deliberately flattering him.

Now that the Qingxu Sect has produced a Nascent Soul cultivator, and at the very peak of his life, the sect's overall status has risen accordingly.

"but……"

Xue Jingfeng clearly realized the problem, "Xiaowushan is too far from Longxiang City. If you and I go there in person, and something happens at Xingfeng Mountain, we may not be able to get back in time, which could easily lead to even bigger mistakes. Let's discuss this matter later."

Master Fengzhi stroked his beard and pondered.

Just then, the communication talisman in his arms began to glow with spiritual light, and he suddenly stood up: "Not good, it's started again at Xingfeng Mountain. Fellow Daoist Yang wants the two of us to go and provide support immediately. Cao Zhi, you take care of the arrangements here!"

After giving their instructions, the two Golden Core elders transformed into streaks of light and vanished without a trace.

"Since the two elders have given their instructions, I will now begin to assign more detailed tasks to all fellow Daoists."