Soy milk, fried dough sticks, hot dry noodles

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side.
He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man.
Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer.
From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away!
From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million!
Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry.
Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'


My Cultivation Starting from Archery

A sacrifice of living people to the Incense God Sect.


Before this, Chen Sansi actually heard relatively positive evaluations about the Crown Prince, who has been diligently overseeing state affairs for forty years, playing the role of a repairman. Yet, the deeds he has accomplished are no different from his father's.


The Incense Fire Divine Sect along the way harvested an abundance of offerings, giving off an impatient feeling, seemingly eager to uproot the "chives" completely. It is unknown what significant, urgent matter they have encountered that needs to be dealt with.


The Cao Family's dispute is none of his concern.


He only hopes it won't affect the battle he is about to fight.


The ship began to slow down, finally docking at the busy wharf.


A figure in a light blue gown, sitting in a wheelchair, was particularly eye-catching.


There was no Xu Wencai, but his fourth senior brother was present.


Chapter 155: Winning Without a Fight_2