My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

In the Capital city, many noble and influential families were aware of the Bureau of the Lamp's activities.

In the current situation where the entire Bureau of the Lamp was frantically searching for the whereabouts of the crown prince, they dared not show themselves.

Once they did, if they were suspected by the Bureau's constables of being related to the crown prince and had their homes raided, they would have nowhere to cry.

Family after family, the doors were tightly shut.

Some sons of influential families, who would occasionally cause trouble, were now confined to their homes, until the imperial festival, this tense atmosphere would likely shroud the heads of the noble families.

Cheng Guang was unaware of the Bureau of the Lamp's actions.

He also did not know what kind of confinement the Queen of the South Ming was under at Cheng Zhihai's hands.

To Cheng Guang, the Queen of the South Ming, his aunt in name, was after all a member of the Demonic Race and even a split being of the Demon Emperor.

Even with the presence of Black Cub, a powerful weapon, by his side, he could not fully control the Queen of the South Ming.

Therefore, it would be more prudent to hand over the subsequent matters to Cheng Zhihai to handle.

It was unlikely for the Queen of the South Ming to quietly leave the Great Zhou Dynasty under the surveillance of the Bureau of the Lamp.

Cheng Guang strolled slowly, leisurely returning to Duke Zhen's Mansion.

Upon returning to Duke Zhen's Mansion, Cheng Guang went straight to the Million Specie Garden.
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In the Million Specie Garden, Qing Luan was sitting in a pavilion, holding a book, engrossed in whatever she was reading.

Next to her, Black Cub held something unknown in its embrace, voraciously eating it.

The dusky red halo of twilight enveloped the Million Specie Garden, casting an incredibly serene and tranquil atmosphere.

Seeing Cheng Guang return to the mansion, Qing Luan quickly got up, took the robe he shed, and at the same time, was about to prepare dinner for Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang waved his hand, "Qing Luan, don't trouble yourself, I'm not hungry."

After Cheng Guang finished speaking, Qing Luan stopped and asked, "Princely Heir, do you need me to prepare some bathwater?"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Qing Luan hurried off to prepare it.

After bathing, Cheng Guang lay on the bed, staring at the white jade canopy, his mind drifting. The issue with the crown prince was almost resolved; now, it was best left to Cheng Zhihai.

For a moment, he felt somewhat empty.

Cheng Guang's mind sank into the depths of his consciousness, quietly contemplating the Proving Dao Map.

He had to practice the Congealing Cold Sword Light Divine Power more.

Just as he was preparing to cultivate, he suddenly felt a warm, jade-like touch in his arms.

"Princely Heir, do you want to tonight..."

Cheng Guang opened his eyes, and beneath the blankets, a petite and lovely face, with pursed red lips and slightly flushed cheeks, emerged.

Cheng Guang smiled and responded with actions rather than words.

It's not that I don't want to work hard at my cultivation; it's just that the little demon is disturbing my mind.

Once I subdue this little demon, I'll resume my cultivation.

...

Night fell like ink, shrouding Duke Zhen's entire Mansion.

Under the silent night, in the bedroom of the Duke's Heir, a storm had just passed.

Cheng Guang's room was decorated in an antique style, the air filled with a faint scent of wood. Moonlight passed through the lattice windows and spilled onto the floor, casting mottled shadows.

Cheng Guang lay on the soft bed, his face still as handsome as before, but there was a trace of weariness between his brows.

The storm he had just gone through left his mood somewhat in turmoil.

This girl is becoming quite capable.

I've broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm, and yet she can still somewhat suppress me.

Cheng Guang clicked his tongue, feeling an increased urgency to improve his Martial Cultivation.

One Qing Luan left him somewhat embarrassed; if there were a few more people...

Cough cough.

Thinking this, Cheng Guang's old face suddenly reddened as he thought of Qin Yanqiu.

"Qin Yanqiu is like a big block of ice and also a figure like a Female Martial God; she's probably not adept at these kinds of matters, I suppose."

As Cheng Guang pondered, he embraced Qing Luan, who looked exhausted, bearing the appearance of someone unable to withstand the storm, and gazed out the window at the sky, silent for a moment.

Midnight.

A familiar and cold voice, devoid of any emotion, rose in his mind.

[On the thirty-fourth year of Zhensheng, August 21, the forty-fifth day since you became a Sky-Man, you successfully clung to the Queen of the South Ming's coattails. Thanks to the care of the Queen of the South Ming, you were finally able to lift your head and speak on the side of South Ming.]

[But you are aware that you have become someone who lives off a woman's provisions. Though these provisions might be savory, your pride absolutely will not allow you to keep eating such an easy meal.]

[You recall your childhood, the upheaval that shocked the Great Zhou.]

[The World Royal Family controlled the Four Directions Mortal World, and the vast majority of resources and wealth, unrelated to most of the commoners, were divided by the noble families and the aristocracy.]

[Under these circumstances, the True Sun Martial God, a slave-born individual with astonishing talent for Martial Cultivation, had an epiphany and advanced to Sky-Man in just ten years. As a Sky-Man, the True Sun Martial God sought to establish his own dynasty with his own power, even without royal blood, he could become an Emperor.]

[With his actions, nearly half of Great Zhou's territory was seized by the True Sun Martial God and his backing, the True Sun Army, even Emperor Zhou had little way to intervene at that time.]

[After the imperial festival, when Emperor Zhou, weakened by a disease following an assault by the Devil Emperor, could only watch helplessly as the True Sun Martial God wreaked havoc within Great Zhou's borders.]