My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Daoist?"

Chen Sansi was puzzled, "Why address me in such a manner?"

"Seeking Immortals and asking about the path, aspiring for immortality, this is a grand road. Those like us are travelers on this path. On the scraps left by immortals, this is how we address each other!"

Lao Gonggong’s eyes shone with uncontrollable joy, "Daoist friend, as long as we follow the path of Cao Xie, we will surely find a way to the Immortal Realm, to transcend the mundane world!"

Chen Sansi said nothing more but scrutinized the inscriptions beside the statue.

"When Cao was young, his family was fairly well-off. One day, seeing the former Emperor Yen arrive, with him high above and adored by thousands, Cao blurted out that such a position could be taken over."

"At the age of twelve, Cao’s family fell into decline, his father was schemed against, the whole family was arrested, and exiled, Cao himself was reduced to a slave, serving as a horse groom for an official of the Zhou family."

"At fifteen, Cao gained the appreciation of the Zhou family’s guardian, who taught him the arts of fist and foot, thus he began his contact with Martial Arts."

...

The second statue.

It depicted Cao Xie clad in the attire of a sect disciple, holding a wooden sword, his expression resolute.

"At twenty, Cao departed from his lowly status, entered the Jiuyuan Sect, and through a stroke of luck, was favored by the Sect Master’s daughter, braving all difficulties, becoming the direct disciple of the Sect Master."

"At twenty-two, Cao was invincible among his peers, from then on, he began to gather strength, made alliances with heroes, and cultivated his reputation, not within two years, he became renowned throughout Jianghu."

"At twenty-five, in a time of great chaos, Cao rebelled against the government."

The third statue.

Cao Xie was dressed in armor, seated on horseback, sword pointed to the sky.

"At twenty-eight, Cao claimed a territory, becoming a feudal lord."

"At thirty, Cao’s northern campaign was fruitless, cornered, he then began his quest for immortality."

The fourth statue.

Cao Xie posed as a Jianghu hero, with a backpack, traveling along the road.

"At thirty-five, he met an Immortal, gained the blessing of Ziwei."

"At thirty-eight, he became unrivaled in the world."

The fifth statue.

Cao Xie holding a cup, raising it high to the sky.

"At forty, he reorganized the rivers and mountains, setting off once again."

"At forty-five, he unified the entire world."

"At forty-eight, at Ziwei Mountain he offered sacrifices, and ascended to the throne as Emperor."

"After the age of fifty, Cao personally built the prosperous Kaiyuan era, establishing a legacy for countless generations."

"..."

The sixth statue, and also the last one.

"After the age of eighty, Cao passed the throne to the Imperial Grandson."

According to the historical records.

In the thirty-second year of Kaiyuan.

Great Ancestor Cao Xie died, buried within the Imperial Mausoleum in the Capital City."

"Cao lived a life without regrets, his greatest concern was whether his descendants could hold onto the great realm that he had personally established."

"Therefore, he left the National Treasure and the chance to seek immortality here."

Reading this.

Chen Sansi felt strange.

The handwriting on the stele looked less like it was meant for his descendants, and more like it was addressing outsiders.

Looking up.

The final statue was of an aged Cao Xie, seated on the Dragon Chair, garbed in a dragon robe with nine claws, his authority imposing. Although clearly carved from wood, his eyes at that moment seemed alive, a sense of inexplicable oppression spreading out, as if numerous dragon claws were clutching at the throats of the living, nearly suffocating them.

Just then.

The text on the stone tablet suddenly disappeared, ultimately transforming into a line of stark, crimson, imperious characters.

"You commoners and servants, having seen the Lord, how dare you not bow!"

"Emperor Taizu above, servant, servant deserves death, deserves death indeed!"

The previously enthralled Eunuch suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, head banging loudly.

"Boom!"

Cao Xie moved!

His wooden eyes suddenly widened, as if an evil dragon opened its eyes and stared at the person standing upright before him.

"Commoner!"

"Why do you not bow!!!"

"Clang—"

A flash of sword light.

Cao Xie’s head fell to the ground.

Chen Sansi slowly sheathed his sword, looking down at the wooden head under his feet, his voice thundered: "A mere skeleton in the tomb, dare not be presumptuous!"

"Ah?"

On the side.

The Eunuch, looking at Cao Xie’s Dragon Head, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, screaming continuously.

"Eunuch!"

Chen Sansi sternly rebuked: "A mere old emperor frightens you to this state, and you still claim to be a seeker of the Immortal?!" Enjoy more content from NovelBin.Côm

"Huff..."

Only then did the Eunuch come to his senses.

He patted his chest uneasily: "Daoist, forgive me... no, Daoist, there’s clearly some magic left on this statue, it’s definitely not just because I am naturally timid and cowardly!"

"Strange..."

"How come it has no effect on Daoist?"

"This imperial wrath, are you really not afraid at all?"

"Afraid?"

Chen Sansi, hand on his sword hilt, calmly replied: "It was clearly my wrath!"

"Great hero!"

The Eunuch admired: "Hero Zhang truly is a great hero, let us continue, continue!"

There were no more statues ahead.

Instead, there was a stone platform.

On the platform, there was a box and...

a sword embedded in the stone platform, with most of its blade embedded inside, only the Dragon Head handle was exposed, currently "buzzing", resonating with the Xuanzhu in Chen Sansi’s arms.

It was this sword.

Calling him over.

"Eunuch."

Chen Sansi asked: "Do you know what this sword is?"

"Could it be..."

The Eunuch said: "Is it the legendary Dragon Abyss Sword? Back then, Taizu used the Dragon Abyss Sword to conquer all directions, but the sword passed down was the Longquan Sword, and the Dragon Abyss Sword went missing, so it was hidden on Ziwei Mountain."

"Dragon Abyss Sword..."

Chen Sansi wondered why the Xuanzhu would resonate with this sword.

But when he really tried to control the sword through the Xuanzhu, he encountered great resistance, as if a thick sturdy rope was tied around the sword, connected to someone else’s hand.

The two were about a hundred steps away from the platform at this time.

"The Dragon Abyss Sword is not the key!"