An archerâs heart must be clean.
Only then can the archerâs hands cooperate with the arrows to the utmost.
Fang Liyan would never harm me secretly.
Besides, he has no reason to. Although Iâm a descendant of the Gong Family, being merely a second-grade archer isnât worth the effort for someone from the Jiangyuan Country royal family.
Supporting Fang Liyan, Gong Ling walked out of Jiangwu Gate.
The cemetery wasnât far; they arrived shortly.
Indeed.
Fang Liyan was very thoughtful.
He built an independent tomb especially for his great-grandfather. Although itâs not large, itâs very tranquil.
Creek.
Gong Ling supported Fang Liyan as they opened the tombâs door.
There was some dust inside, but not thick, suggesting Fang Liyan often came to clean.
Upon entering, Fang Liyan directly knelt down and bowed.
Gong Ling glanced over.
Indeed, the epitaph read: The Tomb of Master Gong Yuzhen.
Below the grave stone were some details about the great-grandfatherâs life.
Inside, there was an introduction to the Chief Arrow God.
Along with several of the great-grandfatherâs achievements.
Gong Ling also knelt, sincerely bowing to honor her ancestor.
After performing several rituals, Fang Liyan led Gong Ling to the inner chamber of the tomb.
Buzz!
Inside, there was no coffin.
The only item was a bow.
A bow as tall as a person.
Its entire body was deep purple, engraved intricately with complex patterns, giving off an imposing aura.
Gong Lingâs mind trembled, her breath suddenly stiffened.
She could feel an overwhelming pressure, as if a purple dragon soaring across heaven and earth was examining her. This sensation was strange yet so clear.
Moreover, the bow was suffused with a strong aura of bloodlust, fed by the blood of countless battles.
This bow must have caused a great deal of destruction.
"Do you know about the Infinite Profound Bow of the Divine Land?"
Fang Liyan asked.
His eyes fixed on the purple bow, his whole body trembling.
"I know, thatâs the weapon of my great-grandfather, the most famous Divine Bow in the Divine Land, but it unfortunately vanished in the end."
Gong Ling thought for a moment and said.
But she hadnât associated it with the purple bow before her.
In the Divine Land, there are many records of the Infinite Profound Bow, all described clearly in detail.
Entirely jet black!
That was its most distinctive feature.
"The bow before you is the very Infinite Profound Bow that Master used back then.
"Unfortunately, Master was ambushed by alien races, and the Divine Bow became corroded, unable to shoot divine arrows anymore.
"However, in that battle, Master acquired many treasures from the alien races.
"The purple patterns are the result of Master using their medicinal liquid to immerse and refine the Infinite Profound Bow for nine years.
"The original Infinite Profound Bow disappeared along with Masterâs arms being severed, vanishing from the world entirely.
"This bow is now called the Chief Xuan Bow.
"Only the Chief Arrow God is qualified to touch this bow."
Fang Liyan approached the Chief Xuan Bow and spoke in a low voice.
His palm was placed gently ten centimeters away from the Chief Xuan Bow, as if caressing the Divine Bow but not daring to truly touch it.
"So thatâs it."
Gong Ling swallowed.
The Infinite Profound Bow, after being refined by her great-grandfather, has become an entirely new Chief Xuan Bow.
Indeed.
Just the pressure alone disrupted her breathing.
Sure enough, it is her great-grandfatherâs treasure.
"Gong Ling, while studying at the Warring States Military Academy, you must have heard of peerless battle techniques, right?"
Fang Liyan asked again.
"Mm."
Gong Ling nodded.
If she didnât know about peerless battle techniques, she might as well go bang her head against the wall.
Liao Pingâs sealing skill from taking off his glasses was accidentally discovered as a peerless battle technique.
"Your great-grandfatherâs âXuan Bow Nine Stylesâ is a peerless battle technique.
"Originally, peerless battle techniques couldnât be inherited, but Master devised a secret technique for inheritance, though only the Gong Familyâs bloodline can successfully cultivate it. Even though Iâm Masterâs student, Iâm not qualified to practice it.
"And the battle essentials of the Xuan Bow Nine Styles are inside this Chief Xuan Bow."
Fang Liyan turned around and looked solemnly at Gong Ling.
Upon hearing this, Gong Ling frowned.
Xuan Bow Nine Styles!
Peerless battle technique?
She knew her great-grandfather was powerful, but being a figure over a hundred years old, most books didnât even mention the Xuan Bow Nine Styles.
In the Gong Family, her grandfather never even brought it up.
But thinking it over, it seems normal.
It would be entirely normal for someone bestowed the title of Chief Divine Archer to possess a peerless battle technique.
"Senior, you brought me here not just to pay respects to my great-grandfather, but... are you intending for me to comprehend this Xuan Bow Nine Styles?"
Gong Ling suddenly asked.
If it was only to pay respects, Fang Liyan wouldnât need to lead her to the Chief Xuan Bow.
"Yes.
"Although Master didnât specify before his death, I believe, this Chief Xuan Bow should return to the Gong Family.
"But unfortunately, before Masterâs death, he fused his remains and heartâs blood into the imprint of this Chief Xuan Bow. If itâs forcibly taken away, it will soon turn into ashes.
"The Chief Xuan Bow would be destroyed, and the battle imprint of the Xuan Bow Nine Styles would also vanish.
"And because of Masterâs bloodline, only members of the Gong Family can grasp the Xuan Bow and comprehend the Xuan Bow Nine Styles. Others have no right to touch it and wonât perceive anything."
Fang Liyan continued.
Upon hearing this, Gong Lingâs hands trembled, thoroughly shaken.
Who could have imagined that there was such untold history within the Gong Family?
"For this reason, the Chief Xuan Bow has remained here. I wish to personally return it to the Divine Land, return it to the Gong Family, but I cannot. This Divine Bow has mechanisms, once picked up, it will be destroyed.