My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Hm, no problem."

Ji made a welcoming gesture, "I have prepared a place for the Immortal Master in advance, please rest first."

"That also works."

Qu Yuanxiang drunkenly said, "Flying all the way here, I'm rather tired too."

Nie Yuan stepped forward and led him to rest.

"Boss."

"What's the matter?"

"Where did this drunkard come from?"

"What is he doing at master's gravesite?"

Meng Guangxin and others asked one after another.

"What?!"

Wang Zhi angrily said, "Is he trying to dig up master's grave?"

"This isn't going to kill him?"

"If one person can't beat him, can't you and the junior brother together kill him?"

"If that's not enough, we can join in too!"

"Ji, have you lost your nerve?!"

"..."

"Enough!"

Ji shouted angrily, interrupting everyone.

He looked at his many junior brothers and pulled out a letter from the Capital City from his bosom, "See for yourselves! This is the Emperor's intention. The drunkard cultivator is the Emperor's guest, and he has a gold medal. If we kill him, how will we answer to the Emperor? Do you all desire more chaos right now?! Whoever dares to touch him, do not blame me for not considering our fellow disciples' camaraderie!"

Having said his piece.

Silence immediately fell around him.

Ji, realizing he might have been too harsh, sighed lightly, "This junior brother, junior sister, you must understand one thing, master... is no more."

"There are people in the Capital City who wish to trouble you, you are well aware of this."

"Do not hand over the advantage to the enemy willingly!"

Having dropped this last line.

Ji rubbed his head and turned to leave.

"Boss means..."

Wang Zhi, grinding his teeth, "Are we just going to let this go?"

"Junior brother, you say."

Meng Guangxin, raising his voice, "Amitabha, shall we kill him or not?"

"Elder brother is right."

Chen Sansi spoke up, "We are still waiting for the court's approval concerning the mourning. If we kill the drunkard at this critical juncture, it's highly likely we won't be left with much."

Even if we must kill, we can't do it openly.

This last part of the sentence.

He did not voice it aloud.

He silently left the crowd and returned to the city.

...

Duke Weiwu Mansion.

Ji hurried back to his residence; as he walked, he shook his head fiercely as if enduring immense pain. After kicking open the door, he staggered to brace himself on a table, under the impact, the ceramic teaware on the table shattered to pieces.

In his mind, there was a continuous whisper.

Before his eyes, there were eerie faces continuously wrapping around.

They seemed to invade his marrow and the damp Gui Water, torturing his spirit at all times, until he could no longer bear it.

"Get out!"

"Your lord commands you to get out, don't you hear me?!"

In the face of his anger.

The ethereal figure did not disappear but instead grew more numerous, densely enveloping him, laughing wickedly while spinning around him.

"Seeking death!"

"Boom!"

True Qi surged.

Lü Ji's enormous fist transformed into a dragon-elephant, about to disperse the phantom figure into smoke and clouds.

"Big Brother, it's me!"

Only a moment before the fist fell, a familiar voice rang by his ear, and he abruptly stopped his hand.

"Big Brother, what's the matter with you? I've been talking to you for ages but you couldn't hear, is it a side effect of the Evil God Path? Has the Evil God come to collect a debt?"

Nie Yuan said guiltily, "Back in You State, you borrowed power from the Evil God for all of us."

"Is everything settled?"

Lü Ji's consciousness regained clarity, and he sat down on a stool, adjusting his breath.

"Yes, it's settled."

Nie Yuan said helplessly, "But Qu Yuanxiang is being extremely arrogant, taking whatever he sees and saying he wants to have a good time here. Starting tomorrow, he will control all of Liangzhou's government affairs."

"Let him be, he won't last long before he scrams."

Lü Ji reopened his eyes, "How is everything prepared for Dongyi City?"

"It's all set."

Nie Yuan nodded, "We can start in the next few days."

"Hmm, that's good."

Lü Ji waved his hand, "You go get ready."

"Alright. Big Brother…"

Nie Yuan said worriedly, "Will this not lead to any problems?"

"I owe the Evil God just twenty thousand Blood Meals."

Lü Ji rubbed his forehead, "After paying it back, I will have nothing to do with the Evil God Path ever again."

"If you say so, then I feel reassured."

...

Before 5 a.m.

After two days of seclusion, Chen Sansi got up early to handle official business.

After taking over as Supervisor, he became busier than before. Besides military duties, he had numerous government affairs to manage, such as finishing the disaster relief efforts that his master hadn't completed.

Additionally, an edict came from above.

It stated that starting this year, each mu of land must plant an additional half portion of Spiritual Grain.

Liangzhou's taxes might not be too heavy compared to other regions, but adding half a portion of Spiritual Grain might well empty what little surplus grain the people had, leaving every household clean.

Regarding this, he could only submit a petition hoping the court would change its mind.

Another half a month passed.

The decree regarding their mourning finally arrived.

One year!

They were only given one year to mourn.

The reason given was grand-sounding.

The gist of it was,

Originally, the Military Immortal Yu Shanggong mourned for three years,

but he was even more critical to Dasheng than Yu Shanggong to the Zhou Dynasty, hence one year of mourning sufficed.

Moreover…

The Fourth Brother had not returned.

He was said to have been ennobled and settled in the Capital City.

Who knows when they would meet again.

"Supervisor, there's trouble!"

Xia Cong rushed into the tent frantically, "There's trouble in Dongyi City!"

"Dongyi City?"

Chen Sansi put down the scroll in his hand, "I remember, isn't Dongyi City responsible for detaining barbarian captives?"

The battle of You State.