My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 47 The Dead Man

Ever since Xiang Tingchun announced the plan for the coming spring, the military discipline at the Households garrison had beco much more stringent.

The daily drills had doubled, and anyone leaving the camp needed to ask for leave in advance.

Even the several Hundred Households were no longer allowed to spend their days indulging in food and drink; they were required to participate in the drills as well.

However, the military households were very obedient.

Because they had achieved days of being well-fed and well-clothed.

Those with a pursuit in Martial Arts were also able to drink more Blood Replenishing Soup and enhance their Martial Arts.

For ten consecutive days, Chen Sansi practiced Martial Arts within the military settlents.

[Cultivation Technique: Soldier's Basic Spear Technique (small achievent)]

[Progress: 550/2000]

[Utility: Gun Movent Swift, Amazing Endurance, Strong Qi-Blood, Blood Birth Phenonon]

The tiger heart and tiger at had long been consud, and the Nine Turns Blood Replenishing Soup had been drunk clean. Fortunately, there was significant improvent in proficiency.

Furthermore, purchasing dicinal ingredients had beco much cheaper.

The Nine Turns Blood Replenishing Soup was now available in the barracks, and it was only being sold for fifteen taels of silver.

Yet it was still expensive.

"Ti to go hunting again."

"The bottomless pit, ah!"

If it were not for practicing Martial Arts, Chen Sansi would probably have beco a wealthy man by now.

"White Deer!"

By hunting a White Deer, even after setting aside what he needed for himself, he could still sell it for several hundred taels.

Not only would resources sufficient for Blood Refining Minor Success be secured, but Bone Training was also almost within reach.

But such White Deer were not so easily captured.

The "Travels through Mountains and Rivers" was a book from a millennium ago. Since its publication, countless people had flocked to the Hutou Mountain Range to capture them; it was fortunate they had not gone extinct.

He had inquired about information, and it seed that the Tai Lei Martial Arts Academy had not found one even after searching for half a month.

Chen Sansi arrived at the pharmacy: "Do you have Lingzhi for sale in the barracks?"

White Deer, fond of treasure mushrooms.

dical Officer Jiang quickly brought out a brown Lingzhi from the storeroom: "This twenty-year-old Black Ganoderma, ground into powder and added to soup dicine, can enhance the effects of Replenishing Essence Soup, ten taels of silver."

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"Do you have any fresh ones?"

Chen Sansi observed that the Lingzhi had obviously been dry for a long ti.

"Heh, you're in luck, there actually is."

dical Officer Jiang took out another box, inside of which was a fiery red Lingzhi: "This was delivered by Yunhe Martial Arts Hall just this morning, thirty-year-old Red Cloud Ganoderma, twenty taels. However, it is for healing injuries, and does not greatly help in improving Qi-Blood."

Chen Sansi said, "It doesn't matter, as long as it counts as a treasure mushroom."

"Treasure mushroom?"

Jiang, the dical Officer shook his head: "At the very least, it has to be over a hundred years old, one is worth fifty taels. A twenty-year-old Lingzhi cannot be considered a treasure mushroom; such expensive dicinal materials are not currently available at our garrison, you'll have to buy them outside."

"Fifty taels?"

Chen Sansi was shocked by the price.

The bait alone was worth fifty taels, and there was no guarantee that a White Deer could even be caught.

It was only because the reward offered by the Tai Lei Martial Arts Hall was so high that their disciples were willing to spend so much money on hunting it.

Chen Sansi, for the ti being, really couldn't co up with that much silver.

He decided to try his luck first and find another way if it didn't work.

Having made up his mind, Chen Sansi asked Wang Zhi for leave and left the barracks with his bow and arrows.

"Sansi!"

As he was passing near Yanbian Village, Zhao Qiao caught up with him.

"Uncle Zhao, you're not going up the mountain to hunt?"

Chen Sansi was sowhat surprised.

After the Northern Territory's winter arrives, the snow would seal the mountains, making it hard to hunt anymore.

Hunters should be the most diligent in the late autumn.

Zhao Qiao said with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare!"

"Don't dare?"

Chen Sansi asked: "What's happened, has soone been bullying you?"

"It's the Witch God Sect!"

Zhao Qiao's tone was filled with anger and fear: "Recently, every day for the past ten days, people have been disappearing from the countryside, especially the hunters from the surrounding villages, many of whom have not returned since going up the mountains."

"Are you sure, Uncle Zhao?"

Chen Sansi solemnly said, "I took part in the mission to encircle and suppress the Golden Bell Temple. I was personally involved, and ninety-nine percent of the Witch God Sect followers were slain on the spot. Even if one or two slipped through the net, they couldn't possibly stir up more trouble."

"Could it be that a Big Worm or a Black Bear has co down the mountain to eat people?"

"It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Uncle Zhao said excitedly, "There are no bones left, do you understand, Shanshi? Not even bones can be found! Even if it were a Big Worm, it should leave so bones behind!"

"Uncle Zhao, don't get worked up."

Chen Sansi said soothingly, "Have you reported this to the authorities?"

"Of course, we did report it."

Zhao Qiao said, "The lord at the county office said they would look into it thoroughly and told us to wait, but to date, there has been no progress. Just yesterday, Little Li from the next village risked going up the mountain to hunt a wild chicken to nourish his pregnant wife, and now he is nowhere to be found!"

Chen Sansi frowned.

Even if there were one or two Witch God Sect Followers left, they couldn't cause such a huge commotion.

There must be another group involved!

Could it be that Golden Bell Temple was just one of them?

But at the sa ti, it doesn't make sense to have so many people infiltrate Po Yang.

Furthermore, in the last few days, he hadn't heard anything in the military garrison about deploying people to hunt down the followers of the Witch God Sect.

"Uncle Zhao, rest assured."

Chen Sansi said, "After I return, I will report this to my superiors."

"There's sothing else."

Zhao Qiao said sowhat embarrassingly, but still spoke up, "Shanshi, could you let us follow you up the mountain?

"Winter is almost here, and we haven't prepared enough charcoal and winter clothes for our hos. But with what has been happening recently, who dares to venture into the mountains? You know martial arts and can even kill a Big Worm; with you, we would not be afraid."

It seed he had been waiting on this path for a very long ti.

It was even possible that he had been waiting for several days, just to finally catch him going out hunting.

"Of course you can."

Chen Sansi agreed readily.

"Thank you, Shanshi."

Zhao Qiao was sowhat at a loss for words.

A month ago, the other party had co knocking on his door with food, asking him to lead the way to Second Layer Mountain.

A month later, he found himself in need of the young man's protection.

Soon, Zhao Qiao called over Wu Da and Zhuang Yi, and the four of them set off for the mountain together.

At the familiar creek, they parted ways.

Chen Sansi instructed, "Uncle Zhao, if you encounter danger, fire a whistle arrow, and I'll co running as soon as I hear it."

"Alright, Shanshi, you be careful too; though we... can't be of much help to you."

Zhao Qiao said.

Chen Sansi turned and plunged into the mountain forest.

So many deaths, wasn't that a bit exaggerated?

It made him sowhat nervous.

However, after walking forward for about two li, he didn't notice anything amiss.

There were still many Martial Arts Academy Disciples hunting.

The people from Tai Lei Martial Arts Academy were still searching for the White Deer.

"I'll go back and tell Hundred Households Wang to help look into it."

Chen Sansi focused his attention and began searching for tracks of the White Deer.

Unlike before, whether it was a Big Worm or a Black Bear, Uncle Zhao would point out the general direction.

This ti, it was all up to him, and even with tracking skills, it might be troubleso.

After all, there's no record in books about where White Deer live, and with the Hutou Mountain Range stretching for thousands of miles, it's uncertain how much ti it would take to find one.

"Let's search deeper."

Common deer species like to dwell in deep, secluded places.

The White Deer is also a deer, and its habits might not be so different.

Chen Sansi began to traverse the mountains.

By the afternoon, after crossing over two mountain tops, he had not yet seen any sign of the White Deer. However, the vegetation beca increasingly dense, nearly leaving no place to set foot.

Gazing into the distance, he could see a valley about five li away, quiet and profound.

"Let's have a look."

Chen Sansi harnessed his energy and hurried forward, ready to explore.

But before he could get close, several disciples in long robes rushed out, forming a human wall to block his path.

"Halt!"

"You are not permitted to go any further!"