My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chen Sansi spoke straightforwardly.

Zhang Shun nodded, "Indeed, after all, compared to Nan Xu, at least the court has you, Brother Shi."

"I can't manage affairs in the Southern regions either."

Chen Sansi shook his head, "I am just pointing out a relatively better option for you based on the current situation. After surrender, you will inevitably face suppression."

Zhang Shun caught the implication, "Listening to you, Brother Shi, it seems your days aren't easy either? Can't you submit a plea to protect us at the court?"

"Yes, indeed."

Chen Sansi spoke somberly, "If you surrender directly, with some luck, you might get some minor official post, but if I submit a plea for you, you might as well wait for death."

"I understand."

Zhang Shun said, "Now that Brother Shi holds a high position and wields great power, you can't have open connections with us rebels."

"Let's talk about the matter of your submission."

Chen Sansi didn't want the Southern region to plunge into war again so soon, "Is there much resistance?"

"There's significant resistance."

Zhang Shun seriously contemplated, "Our Great Village Head is a scholar and leans towards surrendering to Dasheng, but our Second Master, Si Dao Ren, seems to have some links with the Immortal Master of Nan Xu and is more inclined to follow Nan Xu."

"Connected with Nan Xu cultivators?"

Chen Sansi pondered.

This was aiming for the entirety of Dasheng.

The greater the reason, the more Liangshan's forces must not be allowed to lean towards Nan Xu.

"Right now, our mountain is divided into these two factions, with an underlying threat of turning against each other."

Zhang Shun picked up a tree branch and started sketching on the ground, "Both sides could be said to be evenly matched, but that Si Dao Ren, seemingly a loose cultivator from the Cultivation World, is relatively stronger. Our Great Village Head is only able to confront him with the help of Fourth Master. Fourth Master... disaster!"

He abruptly threw the branch and ran toward the direction of the Great Village.

"Today, Si Dao Ren and his lot had used some trick to lure Fourth Master down the mountain!"

"..."

...

Great Village.

Dan Qunyu returned to his room gloomily and began to pour and drink by himself at his writing desk.

He was originally a disciple of a prestigious Southern sect, with exceptional Martial Arts talent, but at heart, he was a scholar, wishing to leave Jianghu and enter the court, looking forward to a name remembered in history.

However, having been an official for no more than two years, he was framed, nearly executed, and forced to flee. Later, thanks to a fortuitous opportunity and the support from his sect, he became a Martial Saint and could rule as king over Liangshan.

Still, this was no long-term plan.

He and his brothers needed to find a way out sooner or later.

Now it seemed,

agreeing to Nan Xu would mean being the cannon fodder at the forefront.

Surrendering to Dasheng was a slow death.

A dilemma.

Such a dilemma!

Dan Qunyu grew more distressed as he thought about it, uncertain where his life of wandering would finally lead him or what end he would meet.

"Knock! Knock!"

Someone was at the door.

"Great Village Head, are you there?"

"It's you."

Dan Qunyu put down his wine cup, "Come in."

"Creak~"

The wooden door opened.

Si Dao Ren, dressed in a purple Taoist robe and carrying a horsetail whisk, strode in.

"Second Brother, take a seat."

Dan Qunyu poured him a drink, "You've come to see me alone, still about which side to surrender to, right?"

"Precisely."

Si Dao Ren sat down, took the cup in hand, didn't drink, but just fiddled with it and spoke, "Great Village Head, Prince Zhen Nan is currently in seclusion at Liwan Prefecture and could send his army to us at any moment. If we don't agree to Da Xu's terms soon, they'll soon cut off our logistic supply, and we won't last long before being annihilated by the court's naval forces."

"Second Brother, oh Second Brother, you are the confused one!"

Dan Qunyu spoke earnestly, "Can't you see, Zhong Hu of Nan Xu plans to use us as cannon fodder to open a breach into Liwan Prefecture? The best plan for the moment is to surrender early to Prince Zhen Nan; at least then there would be room to maneuver."

"Big brother, I think you're the one who's confused. Since we can't agree between us, let's not talk anymore."

Si Dao Ren said, and slapped a contract on the table, "You sign this and place the Great Seal on it, and from then on, we're no longer bandits, but the Da Xu Liangshan Army. As Great Village Head, you'll also be Liangshan Marquis, and when the time comes, your achievement will fulfill your wish of eternal fame."

"I cannot sign."

Dan Qunyu merely glanced at it and pushed it aside, "Signing this means, within half a year, nine out of ten of our brothers will be dead!"

"Great Village Head."

Si Dao Ren stood up, his voice suddenly turning icy, "It's not up to you today."

"What do you mean?"

Dan Qunyu's face darkened, "Even though we have differences, we've been brothers for many years; surely you're not intending to resort to force and damage our camaraderie?"

"Brothers?"

Si Dao Ren pulled up a corner of his mouth, sneering, "I was originally a cultivator from the Sky Water Continent, when have I ever been brothers with you mundane folk? Staying here with you was just to enjoy the thrill of leading troops into battle, but you people are all talk and hesitant in war, utterly uninteresting!"

As he spoke, waves of Mana began to surge.

"You, you... well done!"

Dan Qunyu was unafraid; he reached under the table and drew a long sword, his True Qi surging to form a three-headed demon wolf.

"Who told you~"

Si Dao Ren's voice was sinister, "That I was here alone?"

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking,

a Sword Qi struck from outside, shredding the wooden walls as if they were made of paper.

Dan Qunyu didn't dodge or retreat, his long sword swept across, transforming into a three-headed demon wolf.