My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chapter 473: Chapter 184: The Human World Guardian, Longqing Goes to Nan Xu_5

Emperor Longqing said, "How should we intervene in this matter?"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this may be difficult."

Huang Hong said worriedly, "The location of Nanling Town is at the southeasternmost point of Nan Xu, with no telling how many mountains and waters lie in between. It is almost impossible for the army to get there in a short time. And now there are Immortals there; even sending our best experts from within the palace would be futile..."

Emperor Longqing pondered, "From what you say, Sun Xiangzong's chances are slim?"

"This slave has no idea."

Huang Hong bowed with his head down, "But since Supervisor Sun has dared to go, he must have some assurance."

"No..."

Emperor Longqing paced to the front of the great hall, looking in the direction of Liangzhou as if he had made some decision, "I want to see for myself what he is doing."

"Your Majesty?"

Huang Hong followed the Emperor all the way to where they were now, sharing an unspoken understanding, "Could it be that you..."

"Announce to the outside that I am in seclusion for cultivation, and let no word of this leak."

Emperor Longqing gave the order, "Also, have Lao Liu temporarily assume the role of Supervisor."

"Your Majesty, you mustn't! Your Majesty!"

Huang Hong attempted to dissuade him, "You, the Heavenly Son, are of immeasurable worth, how can you risk yourself like this?"

"Huang Hong."

Emperor Longqing nodded his head and said in a deep voice, "The doors to the Immortal Realm are before me; how could I not explore them personally?!"

"This slave is useless!"

Hung Hong was filled with shame, "Unable to share the worries of my master."

"That's enough, my mind is made up."

Emperor Longqing flicked his horsetail whisk, changing his clothes and appearance to another person.

He threw down the whisk, and with a "buzz" of dragon-like hum, a flash of golden light fell into his hands, which settled to reveal none other than the Dragon Abyss Sword left behind by the Grand Ancestor.

"Your Majesty!"

Huang Hong expressed his concern, "Shouldn't we dispatch a few attendants to follow you?"

"A bunch of burdens!"

Emperor Longqing soared on his sword, vanishing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

...

Nan Xu.

Nanling Town.

Chen Sansi had been trapped here for the better part of half a month.

He saw with his own eyes — a Martial Saint from Nan Xu and a Cultivator who had achieved Qi Refining Perfection walking on the streets, apparently having reached some kind of cooperation.

It was said that Nan Xu was thrilled.

They were preparing to help the Cultivators trap Sun Xiangzong to death here and then immediately lead their forces northward.

"What is to be done..."

Zhaozhao was leaning on the table, fiddling with the Spirit Boat that had reverted to the size to fit in the palm of her hand, occasionally drawing circles with it in mid-air.

As she declared.

Only the master could command this Spirit Boat.

The original owner's marks had been erased, and now Zhaozhao was the master, making it truly hers.

"Indeed."

Ning Xiang pondered a plan, "Continuing to be trapped like this is not a solution; what if I find a high official from Nan Xu, or control an Early Stage Cultivator to help us leave?"

"Not wise."

Chen Sansi dismissed the suggestion; Ning Xiang's Charming Technique was useful, but with her own low level of cultivation, she could easily be seen through by those of higher realms, which would only invite bigger risks.

The best way was to find a method to stir chaos among them.

But for that...

His power was probably insufficient, so he could only watch quietly for any changes, while not wasting time.

During these days.

He practiced with his spear in the courtyard every day.

[Cultivation Technique: National Guardian Dragon Spear. Mysterious Phenomenon (Proficient)]

[Progress: 598/1000]

"Huff!"

Only when completely exhausted.

Did Chen Sansi stop, storing the Tiger Head Golden Spear in his storage bag, then strapping a knife to his waist and heading out to see if today's guard was any less strict and if there was a chance to escape.

The answer he got was negative.

The entire Nanling Town, inside and out for two hundred li, maintained a "permitted to enter, forbidden to leave" status.

The reason was that Sun Xiangzong might disguise himself as anyone to leave.

Unless Sun Xiangzong was confirmed to be truly within Daze Fang City, everyone had to wait, no matter how long it took.

"Forget it, I'll think of some other way."

Chen Sansi returned to the inn, planning to order some Exotic Beast dishes.

Just at that moment.

A Sword Cultivator glided through the sky and slowly descended outside the inn.

For Nanling Town as it was now, this should have been an ordinary sight.

But Chen Sansi was startled.

Because...

He clearly recognized the flying sword beneath the feet of the Cultivator.

No.

It was not just familiar.

It was the Dragon Abyss Sword!

It had gone through a simple disguise, but Chen Sansi, with his "eidetic memory," wouldn't forget any detail.

In fact, there were few who had seen the Dragon Abyss Sword, so its disguise was somewhat moot. If it weren't for coincidentally encountering him, no one would recognize it.

More than that, even if his eyes were mistaken, the sensation from the Xuanzhu in his chest couldn't be wrong.

The Dragon Abyss Sword...

The Emperor?!

What was he doing here?

Was he coming for his master, or for the Immortal Realm?

"..."

Chen Sansi's heart grew tense.

The old Emperor.

Was he here to help his master or to harm him?

For a moment.

He even felt an impulse to rush back to Daze Fang City and somehow get the news to his master.

But reason told him.

He mustn't do that.

The master didn't forcefully break out to leave, intending to help them conceal their identities first, and rashly going against the arrangement could not only fail to be of any help but might even bring about a negative impact.

And do not forget.

No matter how high the cultivation.

His master, the national commander of the Eight Camps, the renowned Supervisor Sun Dashuai.

And now he himself was also a Second-rank National Guardian General.

They were both commanders of troops.

They could not act rashly.

But then...

Emperor Longqing disguised as an ordinary aging Cultivator, casually waved his hand to stow the Dragon Abyss Sword into his sleeve, and then stepped boldly into the lobby of the inn.

This was bad...

Chen Sansi was operating in this place under the guise of Lai Zi.

Though the Emperor had never seen him in person.

The distinctive appearance was ultimately noticeable.

And being near the ends of the earth.

He lowered his head, pretending to act nonchalant, with the intention of leaving the place before anything else.