My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"You're right,"

Rong Yanqiu tapped the desktop with her slender fingernails, "The court also has these concerns. As far as I know, a month ago, Prince Zhen Nan went to war with Nan Xu Country. Although they tied up their two Martial Saints in the south, Nan Xu Country has been accumulating strength over the years. I fear they can still pull together many troops, just without the Martial Saints, which slightly reduces the pressure. As for the barbarians, our boss and I have stayed in the Northern Territory without any movement, so there shouldn't be any chaos."

"Be wary of the Witch God Sect."

Chen San reminded her, "The Witch God Sect and the barbarians are hand in glove. If they cause trouble, it might also aid the barbarians."

"I know that."

Rong Yanqiu said, "Junior brother must also be careful, oh. Last time in Ming State, everyone thought it would be a walkover, yet it turned out otherwise... Well, talking about this might be redundant, your cunning mind is better than mine, and with number four around this time, there should be no problems. It'll be the same as last time—achieve Heavenly Merit, then receive your title and rewards on Ziwei Mountain!"

Sun Buqi also toasted.

After drinking, everyone gradually dispersed.

"It's a pity that Old Xu isn't here, or we could chat a bit more."

"I guess it'll be a long time before we see him again."

If Chen Sansi remembered correctly, to the east of You State, there were not only rebel armies and bandits but also a neighboring "Wei Country" located between Dongqing and Dasheng. It was a small state with only two provinces and did not even have a Martial Saint.

The trouble there might also involve Wei Country.

That's it.

There was plenty of time to think about military matters; even taking the water route, it would take one or two months to reach the destination.

For the next couple of days, better spend some good time with the wife and kids.

After seeing off his visitors, Chen Sansi entered the master bedroom in the second entry courtyard.

On the bed,

Gu Xinlan was holding their son, while Chen Yunxi was learning to sew.

"Brother Shi, you have to leave again."

Gu Xinlan reluctantly said, "By the time you return, our son will be able to talk."

"Cough cough!"

Chen Sansi cleared his throat, "Xixi, how about you and Duhe sleep in the next room tonight?"

"Okay, daddy will stay with mommy."

Chen Yunxi put down what was in her hands and somewhat strenuously took her little brother to find Si Qinmohua.

"Waah waah waah!"

Chen Duhe seemed very reluctant, and burst into loud crying.

"Smack!"

Chen Sansi eagerly got onto the bed.

"Brother Shi, what, what are you doing?"

"What do you think? It's been a year; I've been a monk for a year."

It had been almost three months since the birth, and her body had mostly recovered.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Xinlan, her cheeks flushing, pointed at a locked chest and said, "There, there's that unfinished garment you asked me to make last time..."

...

Late at night.

Damn it, Chen Duhe's loud crying forced them to bring him back for nursing, and Chen Sansi had to roll up his bedding and retire to the backyard, only getting up to continue practicing the Sword Qi Skill near dawn.

[Magic: Sword Qi Skill (Expert)]
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[Progress: 255/1000]

Still a long way to small achievement.

But the incense is obviously running low.

"This journey to the Eastern Territory will pass through many states."

"Surely, there will also be plenty of temples and Taoist temples with thriving incense."

"I'll find an opportunity to gather some more."

Chen Sansi thought, holding the Xuanzhu.

If mastering Sword Qi Skill can kill an entry-level Profound Image Realm, then practicing up to small achievement and even great success is very necessary; it might have unexpected effects on the battlefield.

Furthermore, the incense from the Incense Fire Divine Sect was originally stolen from the deities.

It wouldn't be a big deal for him to steal some more.

It's just unknown what purposes the Incense God Sect collects incense for.

Miss Ning Xiang mentioned that significant events are about to occur in the Capital City.

But heading east, he likely won't be involved in those events anytime soon.

Good.

"Too bad, if only the mystical energy in the Xuanzhu could be useful!"

Chen Sansi eyed the accumulating mystical energy inside and reminisced about the Red Eyebrow Army's formation

If used well,

It would be an unexpected force!

Unfortunately, pretending he couldn't understand the formation in the Heavenly Book, he was unable to practice it.

He would have to improvise.

This time, if nothing unexpected happens, it really won't be his turn to do much. It seems the Eastern Territory alone has two Martial Saints, four or five in the Profound Image Realm, and as many as a hundred and fifty thousand troops.

With the Eastern part being densely populated and additional people mobilized from the Central Plains area, it could be said to constitute one-fifth of Dasheng's power, with the remaining four-fifths having their uses and unable to be mobilized at will; already the limit for the Eastern parts.

Early morning.

Gu Xinlan pushed open the bedroom door, bringing a pure white robust robe, "As promised, wear the new war robe I made for you every time you go into battle."

"It fits well."

Chen Sansi adjusted his robe, "Sister Lan, let me comb your hair too."

After a few more casual chats between the couple,

Chen Sansi, donning armor and holding his spear, walked out of the courtyard, said quick farewells to everyone, and after reaching the doorway, he waved his hand. Qian Xun came understandingly to pick him up; he mounted his horse and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Mommy."

Chen Yunxi whispered, "Is fighting really necessary?"

"Mommy doesn't understand this either."

Gu Xinlan, holding her daughter, said, "No one wants to fight. Every time your daddy comes back from battle, he has to add many names to a register..."

"Then mommy, is Qing Country far away?"

"Qing Country... "

In Gu Xinlan's eyes, a faint and barely noticeable strangeness flashed as she gently stroked her daughter's head, "Very far, very far."

...

Military City.

"Those whose names I call, follow me on the Eastern Expedition to conquer Qing!"