My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

In the early morning, the autumn breeze brought in many more clouds and mist.

Cheng Guang pushed open the door and, with the help of Qing Luan, hastily washed up before proceeding to the courtyard to cultivate.

Cheng Guang's Spirit Dao cultivation had already reached the Yang God Realm, just one step away from breaking through to the Ascension Realm. So far, the only technique he possessed was the Charm Eyes awarded by the system.

The scarcity of methods was due to two reasons: first, Cheng Guang did not have any Spirit Dao magical techniques; second, the Proving Dao Map in his mind was of such a high order that he could not comprehend any techniques from it to wield the power of deities.

Even so, the Proving Dao Map of the True Lord of Pure Origin still provided him considerable aid.

If Cheng Guang wanted to fully unleash his Spirit Dao cultivation strength, relying solely on the Proving Dao Map in his mind was insufficient.

It was not that the Proving Dao Map was weak but rather too powerful for him to utilize at his current level.

Learning some Spirit Dao techniques might be better.

However, due to Cheng Guang's identity as the Duke of the State's Heir, he could not yet reveal his ability to cultivate the Spirit Dao.

Cheng Guang thought to himself that perhaps the Queen of the South Ming could provide him with some Spirit Dao techniques in the future.

After all, she was a Spirit Dao cultivator as well, with a cultivation realm far surpassing his own.

If it weren't for Black Cub's ability to suppress her single-handedly, Cheng Guang would not dare face her alone.

As Cheng Guang's thoughts reached this point, the Proving Dao Map in his mind faintly flickered with light, transforming into myriad brilliances that merged into his sea of consciousness.

Although his Yang God Realm cultivation could not wield much of the Proving Dao Map's power, he was still capable of some enlightenment.

Cheng Guang carefully contemplated the Proving Dao Map, visualizing the form of the deity in his mind, detailing each stroke. His mental state achieved an unprecedented level of tranquility.

Suddenly, a bright insight flashed through Cheng Guang's mind.

The tall and awe-inspiring deity within Cheng Guang's mind slowly opened its eyes, and its gaze seemed to fall upon him.

A golden radiance streaked from the deity's eyes.

It settled upon Cheng Guang's Primordial Spirit.

A series of cryptic messages started to flood his mind like a flowing stream.

Cheng Guang's expression briefly froze before his face lit up with joy.

Had he just gleaned a Spirit Dao technique from the Proving Dao Map?

Cheng Guang's spirit sank as he carefully examined the newly acquired Spirit Dao technique.

"Congealing Cold Sword Light."

"Suitable for Yang God cultivation, can be used to command a sword to attack enemies at the Ascension Realm, carries the chill of the moon's frost, and with a single breath, a flying sword can travel one, two, or three miles."

"A Divine Power suitable for the third rank of the Yang God Realm to cultivate, more lethal than the Charm Eyes, and once reaching the Ascension Realm, one can fully unleash the strength of the Congealing Cold Sword Light."

Cheng Guang pondered inwardly, closely reviewing the cultivation method of the Congealing Cold Sword Light he had just realized from the Proving Dao Map.

He was not in a hurry to cultivate.

Instead, he read through the text word by word.

The cultivation method for Congealing Cold Sword Light was laden with many complex and abstruse words, so even Cheng Guang himself did not dare to cultivate it recklessly.

Understanding each meaning thoroughly before proceeding with cultivation was much safer, preventing him from veering off the correct path.

"For now, the Congealing Cold Sword Light will suffice for many days of cultivation. Once I master the Congealing Cold Sword Light and my Spirit Dao realm breaks through to the Ascension Realm, none can consider me weak," he thought to himself.

"At that point, I will truly possess a method to attack my adversaries."

After some contemplation, Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes; his dark pupils, laced with a hint of noble purple, seemed even more resolute.

Cheng Guang did not waste his time early in the morning.

He concentrated on his Primordial Spirit and practiced Martial Arts.

After cultivating the Divine Python Coiling Skill in conjunction with the God Emperor Cultivation Method to the limits of his physical body and Primordial Spirit, Cheng Guang also practiced the Heavenly Gang Star Fight for a while.

The Heavenly Gang Star Fight was key to his future breakthrough to the Divine Power Realm in Martial Cultivation.

Whether he could break through from the Purple Mansion Realm to the Divine Power Realm depended entirely on whether his Martial Arts could condense into Divine Power Marks.

Once he condensed the Heavenly Gang Star Fight into Divine Power Marks, every movement he made would be capable of evolving into endless unimaginable variations.

Only then would the true strength of the Heavenly Gang Star Fight Martial Arts be fully realized.

While Cheng Guang was busy cultivating Martial Cultivation, Qing Luan was doing her chores in the courtyard, watering flowers and cooking.

Black Cub was running around in the Million Specie Garden, and when it caught the scent of cooking, it skidded to a halt and dashed straight for the kitchen.

The meals prepared by Qing Luan today were relatively light.

Perhaps with the intention of replenishing Cheng Guang's body, Qing Luan added quite a few precious and valuable Spirit Foods to today's meal, such as Red Dragon Dates, Fragrance City Mushroom, Nine-Color Lotus Seeds, and the flesh and blood of some Exotic Beasts.

After having a bowl, Cheng Guang prepared to leave for the Bureau of the Lamp.

The royal ceremony was drawing near.

The King of South Ming, or rather the crown prince, might soon arrive in the Capital City, and if Cheng Guang were to reveal the true identity of the King of South Ming in the imperial court, he would need certain maneuvers in place.

Now, informing Cheng Zhihai or Emperor Zhou that the King of South Ming was in fact the cherished crown prince was also an option.

After all, Cheng Guang now had the means to manipulate the Queen of the South Ming at any moment and expose the true identity of the King of South Ming.

Even if outsiders found it hard to believe that the King of South Ming was the cherished crown prince, his status as the Town-Nation Duke's Heir would prevent them from disregarding his claims outright, and investigations into the King of South Ming would certainly ensue.