My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 578 - 202: Supervisor Chen Receives Orders and Rewards, Fang Qingyun Risks Himself in the Game_2

The master had not yet been buried.

Yet people had already begun to covet the inheritance.

"No, it's not just that."

Mr. Hou added, "Mr. Chen is wise and should understand what our family is talking about. How about giving Mr. Chen a hint? Silver Pine Cliff, Hu Lao Pass, Langju Xu Mountain... and since Supervisor Sun has given Mr. Chen a weapon, there should also be a matching Cultivation Technique."

"Mr. Hou."

Chen Sansi said lightly, "Today is my master's funeral. Isn't it inappropriate to discuss these matters now?"

"Mr. Chen."

Mr. Hou continued, "Some matters are better dealt with sooner rather than later."

"I said, it's my master's funeral. Let's talk about this later."

Chen Sansi paused, then stared directly into the eunuch's eyes and repeated, "Do you not understand?"

"..."

For a moment,

Mr. Hou actually felt some hairs stand on end, as if he was the enemy army on a battlefield. He quickly regained his composure, forced a smile, and said, "Mr. Chen is right, I was presumptuous. I'll come another day, but Mr. Chen, you really should think things over carefully."

With that said,

he bowed to the coffin and then turned to leave.

"Damn eunuch!"

Wang Zhi cursed as he witnessed the scene, "The master served the court loyally all his life, exhausting his mind and body, yet his entire life was spent being guarded against and coveted, and even in death he can't be left in peace."

"Sansi..."

He looked at the ring on his junior fellow disciple's hand, "The master publicly handed the Longdan Bright Silver Spear to you, and you have achieved such great accomplishments. Now, under the heavens, there is probably no one who holds higher prestige in the Military Path. Given the court's nature, they will surely continue to be suspicious and cautious about you."

Chen Sansi said calmly, "I know."

In fact,

even if the master had not publicly handed me the Longdan Bright Silver Spear,

the court would still have come looking.

It's a simple truth.

Once a person is dead,

the possessions must have an heir.

"The hour has come."

As the eldest disciple, Ji managed the funeral, slowly withdrawing his hand from the coffin and solemnly declared, "We can begin now."

The sound of funeral music started to play.

The disciples lifted the coffin.

The funeral procession was vast.

Just the common people alone numbered in the tens of thousands.

Since Sun Xiangzong's arrival in Liangzhou City, no one dared to act tyrannically anymore, and the tax collected was less each year, so the common people did not starve or freeze to death during winter.

On this day,

the city was dressed in mourning attire.

Women, children, and the elderly,

mourned throughout the city.

Sun Xiangzong's title was State Duke, and the scale of the funeral was originally meant to be immense, but according to his wishes left before he died, it was ultimately decided to keep it simple. Apart from involving many participants, there was nothing particularly lavish, only the coffin, which the eldest disciple insisted on getting the finest quality.

The burial site

was chosen on Yellow Cloud Mountain.

Beneath Yellow Cloud Mountain was Huangyun Village.

This was where Sun Xiangzong was born.

It could be said,

that the leaves have returned to their roots.

As the coffin was buried and soil began to fill the grave,

at that moment,

Chen Sansi sensed something and drew out the Longdan Bright Silver Spear.

Through it,

a stream of golden Spirit Essence wafted out.

Hovering over the coffin for a few rotations, it then dissipated with the wind.

The spirit of the spear.

The master used to say,

everything has a spirit,

and weapons are no exception.

Over time, they cultivate a gun spirit.

Clearly,

after the master's death,

a wisp of the spear's Spirit Essence also departed.

This spear,

had truly become his possession.

[Honorable Sun Xiangzong's Tomb]

The epitaph was also very simple.

Beside this line were the names of Chen Sansi and the other disciples.

His lifetime achievements were not engraved on it.

One hundred years old.

Is that a long life?

It counts as a long life, yet it doesn't.

Until the afternoon,

The mourners gradually all departed.

On the mountain, only his children and disciples remained, not leaving for a long time.

Only Sun Buqi silently descended the mountain alone.

"Now that the war has ended,"

finally, Rong Yanqiu spoke up, "I wonder what everyone plans to do now."

"Amitabha."

The fifth disciple, Meng Guangxin, said, "The master has gone to the Western Paradise. It's natural for me to return to Lingyin Temple to chant sutras and ring bells daily. It's indeed a free and joyful life."

"I have some things to do."

Ye Fengxiu looked at the sword in his hand, "Since these are matters of Jianghu, there's no need to stay at the court anymore. Matters of Jianghu should be settled by Jianghu. This was also my original intention when I started learning the sword."

"Don't!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi hastily said, "Are you guys thinking of disbanding?"

"There's no banquet that doesn't come to an end."

The second disciple, Cheng Wei, said, "If the two junior brothers are leaving, then I'm also leaving. It's been difficult enough to save some family funds over the years, but a single imperial decree could hand it all over to someone else. Who still has the heart to continue? Better to head south to do business with old acquaintances and hopefully receive support from our brothers in the court."

He was originally the Main General of the White Tiger Camp.

After the expansion,

he was directly transferred to the Liangzhou Guard Station and even had to follow Zhao Wuji's orders.

This humiliating treatment was something he was no longer willing to tolerate.

"Old Two is right."

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Meng Guangxin scoffed, "The master was injured under mysterious circumstances, and before he was even buried, that eunuch came looking for things from my junior brother. With such a court, let those who love it stay."

Chen Sansi was surprised to know, "Master, injured?"

"He had been for a while."

Meng Guangxin said, "Otherwise, why do you think he hadn't taken action for so many years? It was because he needed to recover. Otherwise, he might have lived a few more years. As for how he was injured, you can think about that."

"And Old Four's leg."

Rong Yanqiu added, "And my junior brother Bu Qi. Over the years, Mr. Cao has deceived us many times. I no longer intend to continue toiling."