West of Jiangnan, on the Ancient Tea Horse Road.
The land was parched, cracking under the scorching sun, leaving wounds all over.
A massive caravan composed of hundreds of cal peaks and dozens of heavy cargo carriages appeared like a long gray snake.
On both sides of the convoy.
Over a hundred guards affiliated with the caravan.
Each wore leather armor, holding various weapons.
The guards vigilantly scanned the sides of the road, the withered shrubs, and the undulating mountains in the distance.
This dium-sized caravan, carrying various goods, bore their lives and fortunes.
A few sturdy pathfinding horses ran at the flanks of the convoy.
The scouts on horseback were conversing.
"Damn it! This world really leaves us no way to live!"
"Who wouldn’t agree, everywhere is filled with refugees and bandits, flourishing everywhere!"
"In past years, there were only small groups of thieves, now there are hundreds or thousands at a ti."
"I heard that the north has great bandits daring to besiege the prefecture city!"
"The heavens give us no way!"
"If it continues to be so dry, Jiangnan will turn to cannibalism..."
Not far away.
Chen Sheng rode on a yellow horse, his posture upright as a pine, leather armor tightly wrapping his sturdy body.
Holding a twelve-foot steel spear, a curved blade lay across the saddle, a hard wooden longbow and an arrow quiver swayed lightly with the horse’s movent on his back.
Listening to the conversations.
Chen Sheng occasionally chid in agreent.
Relying on the strong talent of the [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce].
In just a few months.
Chen Sheng’s stature shot up two more heads.
As tall as an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth.
He also used dicine to draw lines and traces of weathering on his face.
Skillfully aging his appearance with makeup.
Usually speaking with a strained voice, sounding rough.
Appearing every bit the part of a tough young man.
Blending into the crowd, utterly unnoticeable!
...
After leaving Old Bai’s ho.
Chen Sheng transford into a lone wanderer of the Jianghu.
He sought out so notoriously wicked gentry bullies, doing a few ’costless trades’, successfully obtaining horses, leather armor, bows and arrows, and knives and spears.
Started a formal long journey.
Targeting the Secret Mansion in the Yan Region a thousand miles away.
In his first life, Chen Sheng had ’ventured southward seven tis’, so he was quite familiar with Jiangnan’s geographical environnt.
Referring to the route map in his mory, he quickly mapped out a route, rushing towards the Yan Region non-stop.
However.
Chen Sheng hadn’t anticipated the current chaotic order, an environnt far worse than back then.
Within just a hundred miles of departure.
Chen Sheng encountered several bands of bandits.
Ranging from dozens of people.
To swarms like locusts with hundreds of people.
Fortunately, Chen Sheng’s self-defense abilities were not weak.
An arrow whistled through the air!
The arrow precisely embedded into the throat of the bandit leader.
Killing the leader from afar.
Causing an uproar!
Then the spear was like a dragon.
Chen Sheng lifted the spear, charging into formation on horseback.
The imnse strength brought by [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce], combined with the charging force of the fierce horse, could pierce through several bandits with a single thrust.
Then smoothly swinging the curved blade, harvesting seven or eight bandits.
Creating chaos!
Allowing Chen Sheng to break through the encirclent, and ride away!
"It’s been fifty years since the last reincarnation, it is now considered the end of the dynasty."
Creeping along on horseback, Chen Sheng’s mind was clear as a mirror:
"Even Jiangnan, such a land of fish and rice, a place of opulence, is filled with bandits."
"Clearly, land consolidation has reached its limit."
"Natural disasters are the final straw breaking the cal’s back."
Along the way.
Chen Sheng’s eyes were indifferent.
He had seen too many ragged refugees, dragging their families along.
"Calculating it."
"Next will be a reshuffle, remaking the rivers and mountains!"
Chen Sheng could already foresee the following developnts in the script.
As expected.
When rebels rise all over, breaking the order everywhere, the original beneficiaries will be completely swept away.
A ’wise and holy master’ descended from a branch of the royal family will arise, stepping upon nurous corpses to ascend the throne.
This kind of script.
In his first life, when Chen Sheng was the King of Yan, he had read about it many tis in clan records.
Among the surrounding nations.
Many royal family immortal descendants have done it this way.
On Earth, they rebuilt the Han three tis, considered as destiny!
In today’s world.
Even rebuilding a hundred tis is not impossible!
"Ultimately, it’s the grand era of the Immortal Dao!"
"As long as the main lineage of the Cultivation Realm remains, Da Jing will forever be the Chen Clan’s kingdom."
"This is the true destiny returning to Chen."
...
After two lifetis of accumulation.
Chen Sheng now has three talents.
[Lower Grade Spiritual Root]
[Talented in Alchemy]
[Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce]
Currently, the effects of Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce are the most obvious.
Chen Sheng’s muscles and bones density far exceeds ordinary people.
In every gesture, there seems to be the montum of wind and thunder, with thousands of pounds of strength.
In terms of alchemy talent.
Chen Sheng also gradually felt it.
Many complex theoretical enigmas from his previous life.
Chen Sheng could quickly understand.
Except he lacked opportunities to practice.
As for the spiritual root.
Chen Sheng temporarily couldn’t test his own attribute qualifications.
He could only practice an unattribute Qi Cultivation Technique.
——"Dust-Washing Qi-Introducing Technique"
Moreover, in this world, the ’Land of Poor Spirits’, even the most basic cultivation dojo couldn’t be found.
Cultivation speed was all the more frustrating!
After several months of cultivation.
Chen Sheng barely condensed ten strands of mana, barely sustaining a basic magic, and then his dantian would be empty.
As a result, Chen Sheng’s ans of dealing with enemies all relied on powerful strength combined with worldly equestrian and archery skills.
Several tis he overwheld a hundred, breaking through enemy forces!
The physical exertion was imnse, and he was quite exhausted!
"Order still exists in Jiangnan, there are still official armies to suppress."
"The bandits are scattered, in small scales."
"Other regions’ bandits should be larger in scale."
"Rebels dragging thousands or tens of thousands of refugees as ’righteous armies’ are no re rumors."
Chen Sheng knew deeply that should he encounter an even larger, more organized bandit army, it would be difficult to replicate his one-man charge.
"With such numbers, even exhaustion could kill ."
"It seems reaching my destination alone will be challenging."
Chen Sheng pondered for a mont and decided to borrow the montum.
...
In a small city in Jiangnan.
During a half-month rest, Chen Sheng finally awaited a caravan with decent scale and strength.
He secretly observed:
"Over a hundred guards, all equipped with leather armor, weapons are quite well-prepared. Dealing with a thousand or more bandits mixed with the people should be within their capability."
After asking around a bit.
Although not heading to the sa destination, the direction was similar, and they could travel together for a long section.
Thus.
In front of a caravan steward.
Chen Sheng quickly demonstrated his equestrian and archery skills.
He rode out, drew his bow, and shot three arrows in succession, piercing the three targets swaying in the wind a hundred steps away.
The arrows t no reduction in force, deeply embedding into a mud wall!
Clean, precise, and ruthless.
The steward of the caravan’s eyes brightened:
"What excellent skills, warrior, would you be willing to accompany us as a guard? Compensation is negotiable."
Chen Sheng clasped his fists, his voice hoarse:
"I wouldn’t ask for more!"
...
A month later.
The caravan, like a mobile fortress, resisted several bandit harassnts.
Each encounter.
Chen Sheng maneuvered on the flanks, precisely taking out leaders with a strong bow, guarding the tail with knives and spears.
His steady ruthlessness earned considerable respect.
The convoy slowly progressed.
Finally reaching the territory of Hedong.
Less than a hundred miles from Willow Leaf City.
Chen Sheng thought to himself:
"Once past Willow Leaf City, just two hundred miles to the destination."
"Getting closer!"
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