My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Stop right there?"

"Why should I stop?"

As he spoke, Chen Sansi had already nocked a Wolf Teeth Arrow onto the string of the Kaiyuan Bow in his hand.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"You, you have such a murderous aura!"

The Martial Arts Academy Disciples looked at each other, involuntarily stepping back several paces, "We haven't even struck you, so why come up and want to shoot people?!"

"That's right."

Someone accused, "We're telling you to stop because ahead is private property!"

"Private property?"

Chen Sansi was skeptical.

The Martial Arts Academy Disciple continued, "The valley ahead is the Medicine Garden of our Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy, isn't that private property?"

The Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy's Medicine Garden?

Chen Sansi had heard from the Medical Officer Jiang before that many of the lands suitable for cultivating medicinal herbs nearby had been sold to the martial arts hall. It seemed he had stumbled upon it by mistake.

Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy, that is, the Liang Family's territory.

The Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy didn't do much business in medicinal materials, but that doesn't mean they didn't have their own Medicine Garden.

Such a large valley it is.

The surname Liang, at the age of twenty-five or six, could engage in Bone Training; he must have consumed a lot of medicinal materials.

"What's all this noise about?"

"Young Master!"

A brocade-clad young master holding a folding fan approached, and the disciples stepped aside.

It was the eldest young master of Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy, Liang Zhan.

"Young Master!"

A disciple complained, "A guy from the garrison came here, and we didn't even do anything to him, but he came up wanting to shoot us with arrows, so arrogant!"

"Oh, Brother Chen?"

When Liang Zhan saw who had come, he rebuked his subordinates, "Even my brother you dare to stop? If you get shot, you deserve it!"

"Young Master, it was he..."

"Smack!"

Liang Zhan knocked on the disciple's head with his fan, "Stand down!"

"Yes, sir!"

The Martial Arts Academy Disciples all stepped back. Find adventures on empire

"Brother Chen, I trust you've been well."

Liang Zhan gave a fist salute, "Last time, I intruded upon you rudely, and I am here to offer an apology."

"There's no need."

Chen Sansi couldn't be bothered to bicker with this man, so he put away his bow and arrow and left.

Killing this fellow, for the time being, was out of the question.

The other party wouldn't dare to make a move on him lightly, and there was no need to waste time here.

"..."

Liang Zhan didn't stop him, silently watching as the other man walked away.

"Young Master!"

A disciple approached, "Are we just letting him go like that?"

"Nonsense!"

Liang Zhan scolded, "You want to provoke him and have him bring over the soldiers from the garrison? Think before you act next time, do I really need to come out and smooth things over for you? By the way, what is he doing in the Medicine Valley?"

The disciple speculated, "Lately, people everywhere are looking for the White Deer."

"Looking for the White Deer?"

Liang Zhan swayed his folding fan, "As I recall, you need a treasure to find the White Deer, don't you? Do we still have a hundred-year-old treasure in our Medicine Garden? If so, pick one and send it to him later."

"Young Master?!"

The disciple voiced in surprise, "A hundred-year-old treasure is worth a great many dozens of silver."

"If I tell you to send it, you send it!"

Liang Zhan turned and walked into the valley.

The fact that Chen Sansi achieved Blood Refining Minor Success after practicing Martial Arts for a month had already spread from the barracks.

In his life, everything he did was after careful deliberation, yet the one thing he regretted was offending this man in his efforts to help Qin Feng.

But who could have imagined that a poor hunter from the countryside would turn out to be a Martial Arts prodigy?

Most terrifying was that this kid held grudges!

Moreover, the grudge deepened when he came knocking on the door, questioning him in a strong-arm manner.

Every time he thought about how Qin Feng's remains hadn't even been found to date, Liang Zhan felt a chill down his spine.

Simply killing him?

He wasn't tired of living yet.

Not to mention Fatty Wang was protecting him.

Xiang Tingchun also needed people.

If he dared to touch Chen Sansi, Xiang Tingchun would dare to forcibly push him to the grassland as a vanguard to die next year!

What he feared now was that, as days passed, the youngster's Cultivation would skyrocket to a height utterly unshakable.

In comparison, if he could resolve the enmity early, what was spending some silver worth?

Even if the enmity could not be resolved, now was not the moment to turn hostile; a suitable opportunity was needed to make a move against him.

…

"What's that Liang fellow hiding deep in the mountains for?

"Whether it's for gathering herbs or planting, there's no need for the young master himself to come, let alone with so many people in tow, not allowing anyone to approach within two miles."

"Wait a minute..."

"The hunters who've gone missing on the mountain, could they be related to them?"

A terrible speculation suddenly rose in Chen Sansi's heart.

But there were logical inconsistencies.

Why would the martial arts school kill people for no reason?

"I must be overthinking it."

Chen Sansi refocused on his search for the White Deer.

Unfortunately, by evening, he still hadn't had any luck.

"It seems I'll need to use the treasure as bait after all.

"First I'll have to hunt something else to exchange for some silver."

Exotic Beasts are hard to find, but fierce ones are not.

In a dense forest, Chen Sansi found the paw prints of a large cat on the ground.

"Susu—"

No sooner had he stepped into the territory than he heard light leaping sounds from overhead, rapidly approaching from the southeast, northwest, all directions.

In the dim forest, spots of eerie green light flickered on.

Those were the pupils of cheetahs!

Five cheetahs stood atop the trees, looking down from a distance at the intruder on the ground.

"Ao—"

They attacked simultaneously, rushing towards the hunter in the middle with incredible speed, in a pincer move.

Cheetahs are born swift.

A distance of around fifty feet, for them, takes only four or five seconds.

For an ordinary hunter, such a brief span of time would be enough to fire one or two arrows.

The targets would still be fast-moving, and there was no guarantee of hitting them; once they got close enough to tear and bite, the hunter either had to fight hand-to-hand and win or become a meal in the belly of the beast.

On the ground.

Chen Sansi took a deep breath.

Then, his bowstring snapped like thunder!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

He became a hunting machine, firing arrows in rapid succession in different directions, each one striking its target's heart with unerring precision.

In just over three seconds, four cheetahs fell to the ground.

Only the cheetah from behind, shielded by the trees, had managed to get closer. It leaped from the tree, revealing claws and teeth sharp as sword blades, but it was pierced through by a glint of cold light, suspended forever in mid-air.

Chen Sansi's reed leaf spear had been waiting for a long time.

Plain and simple, a cheetah hunt.

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The five cheetahs; he kept the most valuable parts for himself and the rest could sell for thirty or forty taels of silver.

Adding that to the silver saved at home, it just about added up to enough money to buy the treasure.

Chen Sansi stuffed all the cheetahs into the net he had brought and then carried it on his back, returning the way he came.

By the stream.

Zhao Qiao and the others had been waiting since morning.

Their earnings were dismal, only a few wild chickens and rabbits.

They were no longer surprised by the young man catching a cheetah.

"Did you encounter any danger?" Chen Sansi asked.

"No."

Zhao Qiao shook his head: "The three of us stuck together, didn't run into any danger."

"Uncle Zhao, it's not just the mountain hunters who are missing, is it?" Chen Sansi pressed on.

"That's not the case."

Wu Da intercepted: "Many people were still at home on the previous evening, yet they disappeared the next morning.

"Not only the countryside, but there are also disappearances in the county town, although not as many as in the countryside."

'Am I being paranoid?'

Chen Sansi glanced toward the direction of the Medicine Valley and didn't linger any longer, joining the others to descend the mountain, mulling over the matter in his heart.

'There must be a secret to this.'

'It's definitely not something the Witch God Sect's love for killing can explain.'

His thoughts went to the lamp oil that could ignite crimson flames.

Could it be related to the lamp oil?

After all, these troubles first began when the Immortal Treasure appeared in Po Yang.

Before that, Po Yang County was a place where birds wouldn't even poop; where would all this chaos come from?

Even if the likelihood of a connection was small, Chen Sansi would still try to investigate.

Having the Immortal Treasure in his possession but not knowing how to use it was also troubling.