My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

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Granny Qianhua took the lead, stepping out toward Cheng Guang.

Cheng Zhihai and Ning Liang reacted only after her, hurrying to follow Granny Qianhua's steps to Cheng Guang's side.

As they drew near.

The aura around Cheng Guang also began to fade.

The Saint Monk Phenomena behind him started to thin out, eventually turning into a breeze that disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Guang had been aware of the presence of Cheng Zhihai and the others early on.

As Cheng Zhihai and the rest approached, Cheng Guang shifted his gaze from the still furiously powerless Abyss Demon Emperor and looked toward the newcomers.

"Father, Uncle Ning, Granny Qianhua... Elder...?"

Cheng Guang greeted each person as they arrived.

When he saw the last person, he was shocked and stood frozen in place, taking a while before he could laugh.

"Elder, what brings you here?"
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Yan De smiled and said, "I sensed the aura of the Demonic Race, so I came to take a look."

"I had planned to offer some help, but it turned out, there was no opportunity for us to assist."

"Princely Heir, the aura and cultivation level you displayed just now, what's all that about?"

Yan De asked curiously.

Cheng Guang gave a smile, knowing this would be hard to explain, so he simply said,

"I've come across some fortune, and my cultivation has progressed a bit more quickly."

"Fortune..." Yan De heard the word 'fortune' from Cheng Guang's mouth, his expression slightly stunned, and then he nodded slowly as if contemplating something.

In Yan De's heart, he was convinced that Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, was very likely to be one of those people of great destiny.

How could someone without great destiny escape even his discerning gaze?

How could someone without great destiny come across such fortune?

Cheng Zhihai's gaze was fixed on Cheng Guang, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Guanger, what's this about the Abyss Demon Emperor?"

"How did she suddenly appear in your Million Specie Garden?"

"If you hadn't noticed her later and she had succeeded in her sneak attack, the consequences would be unthinkable."

Cheng Guang felt somewhat helpless inside, knowing that Cheng Zhihai was overworrying.

Not to mention, he had been aware of the possibility of the Abyss Demon Emperor coming to ambush him.

Even if he hadn't known.

With his current cultivation power, even without the Hun Tian Lanyard, the Abyss Demon Emperor wouldn't have been able to harm him.

"Father, you needn't ask so much."

"I have my own measure."

When Cheng Guang said this, Cheng Zhihai, the father, felt a sudden quiver in his heart, tinged with a somber and sorrowful sentiment.

For Cheng Zhihai, perhaps the most uncomfortable thing was realizing that he was no longer much needed by Cheng Guang.

His current Ninth-order Martial Emperor Realm cultivation had been quite respectable before.

But recently, the trouble Cheng Guang got into involved either Emperor Zhou or the Abyss Demon Emperor—mostly Sky-Men.

His Ninth-order Martial Emperor Realm cultivation was proving to be somewhat insufficient.

Cheng Zhihai gave a wry smile, planning to begin seclusion once they returned home.

"All right, all right, I won't ask anymore," Cheng Zhihai said, and then he sized up the Abyss Demon Emperor.

At first glance, there was nothing amiss.

But as Cheng Zhihai continued to look, he suddenly noticed that the Abyss Demon Emperor looked strikingly similar to the former Queen of the South Ming.

"Guanger, this..."

Cheng Zhihai pointed at the Abyss Demon Emperor, who was bound on the ground by the Hun Tian Lanyard and struggling incessantly, and looked puzzlingly toward Cheng Guang.

Even without Cheng Zhihai saying anything at this moment, Cheng Guang could guess what his father probably wanted to ask.

"The Queen of the South Ming is her incarnation."

Cheng Guang spoke with a hint of depth in his eyes, shocking his father.

Cheng Zhihai's expression shifted again, as he looked towards the side room of Million Specie Garden.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the walls to see the Queen of the South Ming lying on the bed behind them.

"The Queen of the South Ming is her incarnation!?"

"This..."

"How could this be."

Cheng Zhihai couldn't believe it, but the situation before his eyes left him no choice.

Besides, there was no reason for Cheng Guang to lie to him.

A moment later.

Cheng Zhihai quietly nodded.

"It's no wonder then."

"It must be because of the issue with the Queen of the South Ming that the actual Abyss Demon Emperor came to trouble you, right?"

Cheng Guang shook his head, "If it were only that simple, it would be good, but it's because of the 'silk stockings'."

Cheng Guang said helplessly, not caring whether Cheng Zhihai and the others understood or not.

With one arm, he lifted the body of the Abyss Demon Emperor.

The body of the Abyss Demon Emperor, to the touch, felt significantly different compared to the Queen of the South Ming.

The Abyss Demon Emperor's body was a bit more delicate and also heavier.

Looking slim and graceful, it didn't seem heavy.

But it was countless times heavier than an average girl.

This was possible only because Cheng Guang's body had become much stronger after integrating with the All Saints Dao Fruit.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to carry the Abyss Demon Emperor at all.

"Father, everything's fine now, you go ahead with your matters, ignore me here," Cheng Guang said, holding the Abyss Demon Emperor and heading toward the side room where the Queen of the South Ming was.

On the way to the side room, he made a point of saying goodbye to Cheng Zhihai, Granny Qianhua, and the others as he passed by them.

Having said that.

He directly entered the room.

Cheng Zhihai and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

They originally wanted to ask Cheng Guang some questions.

But it seemed like Cheng Guang didn't want to answer any of them right now.

Staying here any longer.

Would be of no help.

Soon.

Granny Qianhua, along with Ning Liang and Elder, followed suit and left.

Only Cheng Zhihai was left behind.

Cheng Zhihai stood in place for a long time, then stroking his chin and frowning in thought, he muttered, "Silk stockings..."

"What is that?"

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