My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 600 - 205: Recruiting, Reverse Training_6
"So, you must tell Prince Zhen Nan that you are willing to withdraw unconditionally from Liangshan without leaving a single soldier," Chen Sansi instructed, "In exchange for the right to station troops in Mangshan Prefecture. Although Mangshan Prefecture is small, its location is strategic. One could flee eastward along the waterways to Lingzhou or capture the surrounding counties of Zhangpu, Hongxing, and Fengning, seizing control of Liangshan's throat. If push comes to shove, we could cut off Liangshan's army's supplies and make a comeback."
"Moreover, Prince Zhen Nan will definitely agree," he assured.
"Because Mangshan Prefecture does not pose a fatal threat to the southern military deployment, and if the frontlines really collapse, they can use you to block Nan Xu's advance."
"It's not an aggressive move, but it's the best way to ensure self-preservation."
"No matter how many of your men are transferred, as long as more than twenty thousand remain in Mangshan Prefecture, life won't be easy, but at least there would be no fear for your lives."
"Listening to you is better than ten years of study!" Dan Qunyu had an epiphany. "A lifeline! This is the only lifeline in this desperate situation!"
"Treat the people of Mangshan Prefecture well."
Chen Sansi warned, "The discipline of the Liangshan Army you train is acceptable, but there are inevitably some bad elements among them. I hope you'll take care of them personally, for if you do harm to the people after going to Mangshan Prefecture, I'll come for you myself."
"Your grace, rest assured!" Dan Qunyu promised repeatedly.
"Verbal promises are not necessarily reliable."
Chen Sansi pointed to Meng Quji, "I'm leaving him to assist you, are you willing?"
"I couldn't ask for more! *cough* *cough* *cough*..." Dan Qunyu spoke, "I'm injured and have some troubles to take care of, I could definitely use the help."
"Well, then it's settled."
Chen Sansi said to Meng Quji, "Wait for my letter before you come back to see me."
"Yes, Sect Master!" Meng Quji bowed.
They had acted on behalf of the Sect during this mission.
"Little fool, let's go."
Chen Sansi, having dealt with the matter, did not linger and beckoned his maid to leave with him down the mountain.
"Hey, I'm being clever here."
"You? Clever?"
"Me, I can catch fish with a line, isn't that better than you?"
"..."
Watching them gradually leave.
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Only then did Dan Qunyu find time to get acquainted with Jing Shen, who was holding a spear. He then went straight to another room to take some treasure medicine to stabilize his injuries.
He couldn't help but ask, "Shunzi, what sect and how esteemed is your friend? Not only is his martial arts superb, but it seems he also has considerable insight into military strategies."
"Big Brother, don't worry about that," Zhang Shun reminded. "You better write to Prince Zhen Nan right away. The heads of Si Dao Ren and that cultivator can serve as a token of your submission."
"Right! Right! Right!" Dan Qunyu hastily agreed. "We can't delay any longer. If we really go to war with the court, even if we can withstand Prince Zhen Nan's assault, if the court gets serious and sends those in white robes, we're on a one-way path to death!"
...
Liwan Prefecture.
The temporary Prince Mansion.
Outside the mansion gate.
"Report—"
"Prince!"
"A secret message from Liangshan!"
"Stop!"
The guard stopped someone at the entrance, "The Prince is in seclusion, do not disturb!"
"But, but this secret message is important. Liangshan has instructed that it can only be seen by the Prince."
"Give it to Elder Mo then, the Prince has ordered that all governmental affairs are to be handled by Elder Mo during the seclusion period."
"All right."
"..."
Prince Cao Rong.
Not just this generation.
But almost for a hundred years.
The person within the Imperial Cao Family with the highest martial arts talent.
He became a Martial Arts Saint in just seven short years and then mastered all the martial arts in the world, all in an attempt to break through to a level above Martial Saint.
In the mountains behind the Prince Mansion.
Prince Cao Rong stayed in the Training Room filled with Spirit Stones, practicing the Pile Work and techniques as recorded in the "Dragon Scripture," over and over, time and again, until the genius Martial Saint's veins bulged, the meridians acutely pained, sweat poured down, and finally, he violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Ptui—"
The guard acting as protector at the door was shocked, "Prince! How are you?!"
Prince Cao Rong, worried, knelt on the ground and motioned for the guard not to come closer.
"Prince, this cultivation technique, how could it do this to you?!"
The guard was angry, "Is there a flaw in the technique? I'm going to inform the Capital City, the technique is a fake!"
"Silence!"
Prince Cao Rong reprimanded, "The technique is real! I can feel that every word is true! I can also sense that the eight Scenic Gods and the twenty-four True are indeed within my body. The chaos in my meridians must be due to my own practice!"
"But..."
The guard anxiously said, "Maybe you are too hasty, Prince? After all, it is a legend of a level Above Martial Saint, and you have only had the technique for less than two months. Shouldn't you take your time? If you continue like this, I'm really worried about..."
"Leave me."
"I..."
"Go away! I don't need your protection anymore! If there's anything, just leave it to Elder Mo."
"As you command!"
"..."
"Boom!"
The stone door of the Training Room shut tightly.
"Ah—"
Prince Cao Rong suddenly started trembling and screamed in agony.
He was ruined!
His meridians were damaged.
Using True Qi would now injure his internal organs.
"Impossible!"
"The technique is real, it must be my fault!"
"Starting from the Eight Scenic Gods!"
"Teng Kang..."
Prince Cao Rong shakily stood up and continued to speculate on the cultivation technique amidst endless pain.
