My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Without it realizing, someone had instantaneously transported it from the distant Ten-Layered Demon Sea to this Four Directions Mortal World.

Black Cub couldn't even begin to imagine how powerful the person who used such a method on it must be.

At the very least, it wasn't something the seemingly weak Human Race before its eyes could manage.

After pondering for a long while, Black Cub just felt tired.

Because it realized that it simply couldn't guess who would have the ability to deal with it in such a manner.

Not only had someone toyed with it, but they also had a rather wicked sense of humor, delivering it to the side of an extremely weak human, for them to bully at will.

The more Black Cub thought about it, the more aggrieved it felt, lamenting the tragedy of a Demon Emperor being reduced to such a state.

Cheng Guang, however, paid no mind to Black Cub's rich inner life at the moment. After giving Black Cub a big hug, which somewhat cleared his head, he started to stroke the dog.

Stroking a dog wasn't as comfortable as stroking a fox.

But at present, Cheng Guang had no choice. That fox had probably already returned to the Eight-layered Devil Realm and wouldn't be accessible for a while.

Being able to stroke a dog was considered quite alright for now.

Cheng Guang rubbed Black Cub's head with one hand, occasionally pinching its nose and prying open its mouth, while at the same time, he pondered over matters in his mind, contemplating how he should deal with the Queen of South Ming.

Although he had sought refuge with the King of South Ming, his situation wasn't particularly good.

The King of South Ming wasn't likely to easily let him off because that he seemed to have pledged loyalty as a joke.

Cheng Guang only needed to recall the system's task prompt about the unfortunate demise of the true Princely Heir to know that the King of South Ming was not an easy person to deal with.

He had contested Emperor Zhou of Great Zhou for nearly a hundred years and had managed to survive maneuvering between the Demonic Race and Demon Beasts.

Not a simple character by any means.

In the future, Cheng Guang wasn't sure what kind of methods the King of South Ming and this Queen would use against him.

Now it seemed the immediate challenge of the Queen of South Ming had to be dealt with.

If he could subjugate the Queen, it would be highly beneficial when the time came to expose that the King of South Ming was actually the Crown Prince.

The only difficulty was still the initial problem.

How could he grab a hold of the Queen's "big thigh"?

How could he subdue her?

At this moment, Cheng Guang felt he had hit a dead end.

No matter which way he turned, facing the Queen of South Ming on his own seemed like an unsolvable issue.

While Cheng Guang pondered, time slipped away second by second, and soon the sky began to brighten. The eastern horizon gave rise to a pale white glow, which slowly turned the faintly azure sky a shade of pink.

With Cheng Guang's current Cultivation Realm, even if he didn't sleep for several days, he wouldn't feel overly fatigued.

Therefore, he didn't plan to catch up on any more sleep. Setting aside the seemingly wrecked Black Cub, he pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

Qing Luan had not yet awakened, so Cheng Guang did not disturb her to help himself wash.

After a simple wash, Cheng Guang began his routine practice for the day.

He planned to consolidate his Martial Cultivation Realm.

Martial Cultivation had already reached the Purple Mansion Realm, and the next stage was the Divine Power Realm.

He needed to refine his Martial Arts into Divine Power Marks, imprinting them into the Purple Mansion.

This was entirely a matter of comprehension and time investment.

There was no hurry anymore.

Meanwhile, his Spirit Dao had reached the Yang God Realm, with the next stage being the Ascension Realm.

Once he reached the Ascension Realm, his Primordial Spirit could leave his body even during the daytime.

The powers he could employ from the Proving Dao Map would also increase.

Cheng Guang still found it somewhat difficult to visualize the Proving Dao Map of True Lord of Pure Origin.

Though it could hone his Primordial Spirit, making it more solid, his Cultivation Realm was still insufficient to harness the power of the Proving Dao Map.

Cheng Guang thought to himself that things might improve greatly once he reached the Ascension Realm.

The Proving Dao Map of True Lord of Pure Origin would only unleash its true efficacy at that moment.

As he pondered this, Cheng Guang suddenly recalled that the legitimate Princely Heir, who had even managed to awaken the Bloodline Divine Powers inherited from Emperor Zhou of Great Zhou, raised a doubt. Why was there not even the slightest sign from the ancient royal bloodline of the Great Xia within himself?

Where were his Bloodline Divine Powers?

Cheng Guang was somewhat puzzled. After thinking for a while and coming to no conclusion, he could only comfort himself that the time had not yet come. When the right moment arrived, he presumed he would awaken his Bloodline Divine Powers.

The ancient royal bloodline of Great Xia was extraordinary enough on its own.

Cheng Guang found it hard to imagine how powerful the awakened Bloodline Divine Powers of the ancient royal bloodline of Great Xia might be.

After cultivating for a short while and feeling exhausted, Cheng Guang stopped.

Qing Luan had already risen, her hair tied up neatly. After freshening up, she was preparing breakfast for Cheng Guang.

She had rolled up her sleeves to her fair wrists, and with her profile facing Cheng Guang, the rising wisps of steam when she boiled water fell on her jade-like face, inexplicably giving off a sense of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

It must be said, Qing Luan's culinary skills were indeed quite remarkable.

Although lacking in variety compared to the mansion's head chef, her meticulous dedication more than made up for it.

Qing Luan happily busied herself, and Cheng Guang had no complaints—an entirely satisfying arrangement.

It was at this time that Cheng Guang seemed to hear something and looked towards the door.

"Nephew."

A noble and pleasant voice came through, and the Queen of the South Ming appeared at the gate of Million Specie Garden with several maidens following her, gazing inside.

The maidens behind the Queen of the South Ming also carried an abundance of pastries and Spirit Food for breakfast.

The Queen of the South Ming looked at Cheng Guang with a smile brimming with happiness. Dressed in an exquisite silk dress and pearl earrings, she still maintained the same dignity, her eyes showing fatigue, but she seemed much better than the day before.

Cheng Guang was slightly surprised.

He truly had not expected the Queen of the South Ming to come so early to Duke Zhen's Mansion to find him.

It seemed that after his visit to the Queen of the South Ming the previous day, she had come to visit him today.

A case of courtesy begets courtesy?

Cheng Guang's lips curled slightly; he did not have much of an appreciation for the Queen of the South Ming's beautiful smile, only a premonition that her early visit probably did not bode well.

For some reason, Cheng Guang suddenly empathized with the Queen of the South Ming's feelings from the previous day, when she heard of his visit to her mansion at the crack of dawn.

It was a bit uncomfortable.

Cheng Guang grew slightly wary of the Queen of the South Ming in his heart, yet his expression remained as calm as a light breeze and clear skies, with a faint smile on his face.

"Aunt, why have you come so early today?"

"Is there something urgent that you need to see me for?"

The Queen of the South Ming appeared somewhat helpless, and with a coquettish sigh, she glanced at Cheng Guang and said in a clear voice, "What, without something urgent, I can't come to see you?"

Cheng Guang shook his head and laughed softly, "Not at all. If aunt misses me, you can come to see me anytime."

Hearing Cheng Guang's words, the Queen of the South Ming's dignified façade faltered, and she involuntarily clenched her teeth secretly.

Miss you?

I feel like crushing you to death right now.

The Queen of the South Ming felt that the mere sight of Cheng Guang's face was irksome to her.

But at that moment, there was little she could do about Cheng Guang.

For the sake of her own schemes, as well as those of King of South Ming, she had no choice but to continue this farce, feigning smiles and playing her part with Cheng Guang.

Just as the Queen of the South Ming moved her enchanting lips, about to say something,

her gaze unexpectedly caught sight of a small, pitiable black dog at Cheng Guang's feet.

Her beautiful eyes were momentarily stunned.

As if she had seen something frightening, her pupils uncontrollably contracted momentarily.

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