My Cultivation Starting from Archery

In the room, there was already a young master who had been bidding to come upstairs, apparently the son of the Prefect of Liangzhou.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Chen Sansi questioned Zhaozhao, who deliberately made a face at him.

"Mr. Chen?"

The Prefect Young Master was surprised.

"You may leave."

Chen Sansi declared that he intended to stay there that day.

"This, this isn't appropriate!"

The Prefect Young Master reluctantly said, "I came here to drink tea and write poetry, and I spent several thousand Silver Coins just to get the chance to talk to Miss Ning Xiang. Mr. Chen, driving me away is a bit too overbearing."

"The Silver Coins are yours, hurry and leave."

Chen Sansi took out a silver note and repeated.

"I..."

The Prefect Young Master didn't dare to provoke him.

As for Chen Sansi's reputation, who in the world didn't know of it?

He was not only a Closed-door Disciple of the Elephant Sect but now also an Earl. Not to mention himself, even the Prefect's father couldn't afford to offend Chen Sansi; ultimately, he had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

"This is too much bullying!"

Chen Sansi shook his head.

This young fellow didn't know that he had actually saved him.

Otherwise, even if he had stayed, he would have only witnessed an Illusion Technique and then gone home to act foolish for several days...

"General~"

Ning Xiang provocatively exposed her fragrant shoulder, "Who would have thought, General, that you would be jealous for my sake~"

"If I am jealous, you are going to suffer the consequences."

Chen Sansi was already accustomed to her way of speaking.

"Really?"

Ning Xiang said expectantly, "I too would like to taste the suffering of the Vajra Body~"

"I'm talking about real physical pain."

Chen Sansi exerted his strength as a warning.

"Tsk~"

Ning Xiang rolled her eyes, "By the way, during this time on Ziwei Mountain, someone from Seeking Immortal Tower must have looked for you, right?"

"Yes."

Chen Sansi thought silently, it was more than just looking.

The Twelfth Young Master wanted to trick him; Lao Gonggong wanted to kill him.

"General must be careful."

Ning Xiang cautioned, "The others in Seeking Immortal Tower are not as genuinely sincere towards you as I am, they are quite nasty. It's also my fault for not warning you sooner."

"Oh?"

Chen Sansi asked, "From what you're saying, it sounds like the folks from Seeking Immortal Tower aren't united?"

"Even real brothers can have discord, let alone a sect."

Ning Xiang said matter-of-factly, "The main aim of Seeking Immortal Tower is to pursue the Immortal Realm, and since encounters with the Immortal are rare, if we don't compete, should we just line up and distribute them among everyone?

"Just like this time, they found the Grand Ancestor Relics on Ziwei Mountain, including an Immortal Realm Jade Token, which a fellow named Zhang Lai Zi snatched along the way, suffering a huge loss.

"If you ask me, they had it coming.

"Otherwise, the treasures would just end up with the Tower Master, and we wouldn't get a share."

"Miss Ning Xiang."

Chen Sansi did not continue to chat idly, "What about the item I asked you to find last time?"

"Got it."

Ning Xiang's tone was as if she was seeking credit, "And this time the quantity is substantial, and the quality is even better. I've put in a lot of effort for the general; you must remember my kindness."

Zhaozhao, carrying a black iron block the size of a human head, placed it on the table with a "thud".

"Thank you, Miss. I owe you a favor!"

Chen Sansi clasped his fists, ready to take his leave.

"Ah, wait a moment, General."

Ning Xiang suddenly grabbed his sleeve, "General, you did promise to buy my freedom last time."

"Are you serious?"

Chen Sansi said, "I don't like to misuse public resources for private purposes."

"Misusing public resources for private purposes, what do you mean?"

Ning Xiang pleaded, "If the general thinks it's too expensive, I have saved up some Silver Coin over the years. Can't I use my own money to buy my freedom?"

"..."

Chen Sansi could tell that there was something peculiar about her.

If she was serious...

Could it be that she wanted to use him to escape the Seeking Immortal Tower?

Then he couldn't possibly pay it any mind.

He set down the newly acquired iron stone, "Sorry, I might not be capable of helping you with this; I am returning your item."

"If the General doesn't want me, then so be it~"

Ning Xiang said melancholically, "Keep the item, General, a piece of iron stone can't compare to the great favor of buying someone's freedom. I am aware of that."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"Alright, if you need more herbs in the future, you can come to me."

Chen Sansi picked up the iron stone again and stood up to leave.

Ning Xiang, with her jade-like hand supporting her cheek, quietly watched him leave, sighing softly.

"Master, I told you before, this guy wouldn't help us."

Zhaozhao, losing her usual liveliness, said worriedly, "What should we do next? The Tower Master and his people will come looking soon, maybe we should leave first."

"And where could we possibly go, my dear disciple?"

Surrounded by the scent of incense, Ning Xiang said helplessly, "In this world, only the Emperor and Sun Xiangzong can protect us now. Going to the Emperor would only lead to an even worse death, so only Sun Xiangzong is left."

"Master..."

Zhaozhao said, "Otherwise, we could return the item; perhaps the Tower Master..."

"Shut up!"

Ning Xiang said angrily, "The item was left to me by my ancestors. My father's death was also caused by them; now I am only retrieving what is rightfully mine, and even if it kills me, I will not return the item."

Zhaozhao bit her lip and fell silent.

"Zhaozhao."

Ning Xiang's tone softened again as she gently stroked her disciple's cheek, "You go. With the item in my possession, no one will trouble you."

"I will not leave."

Zhaozhao said resolutely, "Wherever my master is, I will be there."

"Then we'll try again."

Ning Xiang looked towards Chen Mansion, "It's just that I don't know where Sun Xiangzong currently is; he might be searching for the same thing as the Tower Master. If all else fails, we could try contacting his senior disciple, Fang Qingyun."

...

Chen Mansion.

Chen Sansi, taking advantage of the night, agilely leaped across rooftops holding the chunk of iron, and as he was nearing his mansion, he saw a black-clad woman sitting on the rooftop, casting a cold gaze in the moonlight.