My Cultivation Starting from Archery

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Deciphering formulas?

Indeed, a valuable skill.

However, it seems temporarily unnecessary.

At least within the boundaries of Po Yang County, there isn't much talk of special formulas.

Most pharmacies simply provide the prescribed doses of herbs, which people take home to boil with water.

But since martial arts secret manuals are often jealously guarded, it's certain that truly advanced medicinal recipes are also treated as family treasures and hidden away.

So just because they're not needed now doesn't mean they won't be useful in the future.

It's still a useful skill to have.

At this moment, as Chen Sansi watched the clay pots on the stove, he saw not merely dark liquids within them but detailed formulas.

He knew exactly how much of each herb was needed, whether it be fresh or dried, and the required age of the plants, down to the smallest measurement.

Fortunately, the silver that Senior Sister Sun gave him has also been almost spent.

Practicing martial arts is truly like a bottomless pit when it comes to resources.

Going forward, procuring my own herbal materials and preparing them myself is the long-term plan.

"Huff..."

After running back and forth for ten days, saying I'm not tired would be impossible.

Finally achieving my phase goals, Chen Sansi let out a long sigh of relief and rode his White Swan Horse back home.

Pushing open the door to his house, he saw no one around.

He guessed she might be doing needlework in the bedroom.

Indeed.

And Sun Li was there as well.

Having heard the noise in advance, she had already put everything away: "Little junior brother, you don't even announce yourself when you enter."

Chen Sansi said, "Please forgive me, Senior Sister Sun, I didn't know you were here."

"Hmm."

Sun Li suddenly realized that she was in someone else's home: "Little junior brother, you've been working hard and dutiful recently, I won't disturb your rest."

She picked up the blade that was placed by the table and took her leave with clasped hands.

"Brother Shi, look how dusty and dirty you've gotten."

Gu Xinlan was packing up her needlework tools: "I'll go and prepare something for you to eat first."

"Good."

Chen Sansi curiously asked, "What were you two embroidering?"

He opened the storage box and found it contained handkerchiefs, embroidered shoes, purse bags, and the like.

There were also a few where the threads were a mess and the patterns distorted.

"Li actually has a tough life too," Gu Xinlan said softly. "She told me she never liked to practice martial arts, but with no brothers at home and a desire to relieve her father's worries, she had no choice but to take up the blade."

"Is that so."

Chen Sansi was different.

Practicing martial arts was tiring, but he genuinely enjoyed the feeling of improving himself.

He stretched out his arms for Sister Lan to help him remove his armor.

Then, without even bothering to take off his underclothes, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

He slept straight through until the next day dawned.

In the morning, after dealing with the military camp's affairs, Chen Sansi headed to the old house in Yanbian Village to gather all of his battle spoils, then shouldered them and went back up the mountain.

Boiling medicines at home, even with the chimney covered, would let scents drift far; it was definitely not an option.

A secluded spot was necessary.

Luckily, Tiger Head Mountain was vast and boundless, with many secluded and desolate places.

Chen Sansi soon found a deep cave on the cliffside of a barren mountain.

With many stones and scant vegetation around, there was essentially no game or plants, so people rarely came by, and the cave was halfway up the cliff, making it quite concealed.

After ensuring there were no issues, he began organizing his things.

"All these herbs together must be worth several thousands of silver!"

"Aside from the main ingredients for Blood Replenishing Soup and Replenishing Essence Soup, there are also plenty of materials for Bone Nourishing Soup and Medicine Bath."

"Enough for a month's use!"

"And even if they're used up, it doesn't matter, I can always quietly borrow some from the masters' homes!"

"After all, I won't be earning money through hard labor anymore."

"Unfortunately, Blood Replenishing Soup and Replenishing Essence Soup have little utility for me now, I'll wait for the right moment to use them."

Chen Sansi spread out his wares and began mixing the medicinal ingredients.

He prepared ten doses each of Bone Nourishing Soup and Medicine Bath first and then commenced his solitary cultivation in the cave.

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It wasn't until evening approached that he descended the mountain and returned home, conveniently bringing back a goat and pigeon to prepare for dinner.

"What's that noise?"

From a distance, Chen Sansi could hear the sounds of commotion and fighting coming from the military settlement.

And it sounded all too familiar.

"Wang Zhi, Sun Buqi?!"

He hurriedly dropped the game in front of his house and rushed over to check the situation.

In front of a residence, Sun Buqi was holding a long spear, blocking the entrance, refusing to let the portly armored military officer in front of him enter.

He usually looked lazy and slack, but now his eyes were fierce, burning with anger, and even his voice was slightly trembling, "Well done, Tang Ruoshan! I thought you were dead! Turns out, you're hiding here, clinging to life!"

"This young master..."

Wang Zhi, also deviating from his usual sly, lazy, and greedy demeanor, said anxiously, "Could you have mistaken me for someone else? My name is Wang Zhi, not Tang Ruoshan."

"Bullshit!"

Sun Buqi said through gritted teeth, "Don't think I couldn't recognize you just because you've put on some weight; even if you were burned to ashes, I would still know you. Give back my brother's life!"

Before his words had even finished, his long spear had already thrust forward.

The spear was incredibly swift and powerful, extraordinary.

Wang Zhi dared not look directly at the opponent, only drawing out his slender Mo Blade and placing it horizontally in front of him, effortlessly blocking the bone training martial artist's strike, "Young master, you... you really have the wrong person!"

"Die!"

Sun Buqi's spear technique was as swift as the wind and fast as lightning, turning into a violent storm lunging at the other party.

But each thrust was easily parried by Wang Zhi.

Clearly, although both were bone training martial artists, their strengths were not on the same level.

Even though Wang Zhi never countered and only defended, Sun Buqi's Qi-Blood was gradually depleting, and his speed was noticeably slowing.

At that moment, he regretted not practicing his martial arts well, unable to kill the detestable person in front of him.

"Tang Ruoshan! You... you coward!"

"Fifteen years have passed; don't you even dare to admit your own name now?"

"Hiding in a place like this, what's the point of living?!"

Hearing these words,

Wang Zhi's expression froze for a moment, then with a "clang" he dropped the Mo Blade from his hand.

He finally admitted, "Junior brother, kill me if you must."

Having said that, he closed his eyes, truly no longer defending himself.

"Good, I will kill you!"

Sun Buqi raised his spear to thrust at the throat.

Just as Chen Sansi was about to intervene, another figure in red, alerted by the commotion, arrived.

"Stop!"

"Sister?"

Sun Buqi abruptly stopped the long spear that was already thrusting forward, "Sister, look who this is?!"

"I know."

Sun Li had already guessed it.

Her cold gaze turned to Wang Zhi, "Tang Ruoshan, long time no see."

"Junior sister..."

Upon seeing her, Wang Zhi knelt down, "You and junior brother, take this dog's life of mine."

Sun Li's face was expressionless, "Keep your life, and die on the battlefield come spring. Buqi, come with me."

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"I told you to come!"

"Hmph!"

Only then did Sun Buqi retrieve his spear and leave with his sister.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhi knelt on the ground, not getting up for a long time.

There was no need to ask.

Chen Sansi already had a rough idea about the cause of this farce.

Sun Buqi mentioned something that happened fifteen years ago, and the death of his third brother.

Fifteen years ago was the fifty-seventh year of Longqing.

That year, a fierce battle broke out between the Eight Camps and Nanxu Country at Kangning Prefecture.

The Black Tortoise Camp was entirely wiped out during the battle.

The Main General at the time was Tang Ruoshan.

The Deputy General was Sun Buhui.

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