My Cultivation Starting from Archery

He feared that the dangers inside were too great for him to be involved at the moment. It was best to rely on his master to solve them.

Speaking of which...

So much time had passed.

He didn't even know how his master was doing.

And the old Emperor, whether he had died at the ends of the earth.

...

Nanling Town.

The camp of the Nanxu Army of a hundred thousand men.

Central Army Tent.

Both the brothers, Fan Shuzhen, and Fan Jiuxiao were present at this location.

"How is it?"

"Have you found Sun Xiangzong?"

"Replying to Your Highness, not yet!"

"..."

One month ago.

Sun Xiangzong had burst out of Daze Fang City, yet he had vanished without a trace in Nanling Town.

According to the Immortal Masters, he was hiding within a certain mountain.

The Nanxu Army surrounded the mountain layers upon layers on the ground, and many cultivators even in the sky. No bird could escape as they were determined to trap Sun Xiangzong within.

"Very good, very good!"

Fan Shuzhen was thrilled, "Once Sun Xiangzong is dead, the Great Sheng Dynasty will no longer have anyone above the Martial Saint. With the cooperation with the Immortal Masters and our army moving northward, we'll take down the continent!"

"Yes, Brother Eight. You and I coming here could also be considered as redeeming our merits."

The two Fan brothers.

In the previous battle at Hulaoguan, the ten thousands were greatly defeated by the three thousand in white robes, a complete disgrace.

Fortunately, their family influence was significant, allowing them to keep their lives and return to Da Xu. Moreover, with Zhong Hu re-emerging in the court also strongly supporting them, they were now not only avoiding disadvantage in the succession struggle but also gaining the upper hand.

But...

Their prestige was still somewhat lacking.

This time, however, was a good opportunity to restore it.

The humiliation at Hulaoguan couldn't be rectified through Chen Sansi, so it had to be recouped from his master!

What else could be more renowned worldwide than killing the first man of the Great Sheng Dynasty?

"Prime Minister Ran has instructed that we must not underestimate our enemy or be careless."

Fan Jiuxiao was a bit nervous, "After all, Sun Xiangzong has roamed the world for a sexagenary cycle. Back in You State by the Hongze River, he even had a record of defeating a thousand and eight armored barbarians. We better be careful."

"You are right, Brother Fourteen, however..."

Fan Shuzhen declared solemnly, "After all, we have an army of a hundred thousand!"

"This time, Sun Xiangzong doesn't even have three thousand men."

"Most importantly, we have the Immortal Masters!"

"What can he do to turn the heavens upside down?!"

...

Dragon Ridge Mountain.

By the riverbank among the mountains.

Two centenarians each held a fishing rod, fishing.

At the side of Emperor Cao Kai from Great Sheng, a bamboo basket he had just woven was placed, containing five or six lively fish, among them two extremely precious spirit fish.

Not far away.

At Duke Sun Xiangzong of Beiliang, the governor's, likewise with a cage, but it was empty inside.

"Hey!"

Upon noticing the movement, Cao Kai hastily reeled in his catch—another lively treasure fish into his bag.

Looking askance, Sun Xiangzong's eyelid twitched. He said nothing as he picked up his fishing rod and bamboo basket, moved to a different spot, baited his hook, and cast the line again, waiting quietly.

About a tea time later.

Both their rods hooked something simultaneously.

"Here it comes!"

Sun Xiangzong was delighted, and his True Power burst forth as he sharply reeled in the rod.

A clump of seaweed!

"Splash!"

Cao Kai next door reeled in another priceless spirit fish.

He casually tossed it into the bamboo basket: "Zizhan, after all these years, you still can't beat Me. Cheating at chess is the only way you can win, and you've never caught anything by fishing."

Ignoring the Emperor, Sun Xiangzong's gaze landed about a hundred yards away, seemingly spotting something.

A flash of silver.

Then he vanished from his spot.

"Boom!"

Soon after, a giant wave exploded in the distance.

When Sun Xiangzong reappeared, he was holding a spirit fish about half the height of a man.

Shortly after.

By the campfire.

The two, who could be considered sovereign and subject, brothers, or even enemies, began leisurely eating roasted fish by the river.

"What should be done next?"

Just like back then.

On the borders of Beiliang.

When Cao Kai, then a minor prince, looked upon his few thousand weak and ailing men against the tens of thousands of marauding bandits about to attack, he asked the same.

"Zizhan, what should be done next?"

"Your Highness, just watch. I have a clever plan to break the enemy."

...

But this time.

He received no response.

"Ha ha~"

Cao Kai let out a cold laugh, talking to himself, "The two of us can always find a way to break out of this encirclement, but what about after that?"

"You destroyed the Spirit Vein."

"Will the Upper Sect of the Cultivation World let you off?"

"Even if bound by the Heavenly Dao, the true powers cannot descend to the mortal world, they would still send endless cultivators to hunt you down."

"This time, you really have brought about a calamity!"

"Even if I want to help you, I fear even I have more than enough will but not enough power."

"So..."

He paused, "Why, why did you have to do this?"

"This so-called Guardian of the Eastern Continent, where is that title of office from?"

"As far as I know, there is not such a force within the Cultivation World."

Ancestor Vein.

That is one of the Ancestor Veins.

If the Ancestor Vein is revived.

The Eastern Continent will surely give rise to many tributaries.

Great Sheng would also have its Spirit Veins.

At that time.

This world would no longer be trapped within seals and would become a genuine Cultivation World.

"Cao Kai."

Sun Xiangzong addressed him directly, "Do you think, even if the world becomes rich in Spiritual Energy again, would it be your turn to divide the grades of Spirit Veins? Second-tier, First Rank? What are you, the Cao Family, in all this?"

"I know."

The Old Emperor was neither annoyed nor angry: "Just the Immortals I know don't take me seriously, which is why I have never blamed you. I'm just curious, curious as to why you did this, and I'll do everything I can to help you."

Immortals meddling in mortal affairs.

It's detrimental to everyone.