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

"Let's head to the military camp first,"


Chen Sansi wasn't in a hurry to deploy.


Han Xiang held a brush in his hand, tracing intricate patterns on an orange-yellow piece of paper.


The brush was made from spiritual beast hair; even the handle was crafted from refined spirit wood. The paper beneath was a rare blend of materials mixed with animal hide. Combining the two, one could draw the legendary talismans.


it signified the successful completion of the Clone Talisman.


Han Xiang put down the talisman pen and spoke indifferently.


Chapter 210: A Worthy Opponent_2