My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 275

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Alone, like a shadow.

Zhang Shunlong came in a rush and left just as hurriedly.

It wasn’t until Zhang Shunlong had left that Cheng Guang reacted, staring blankly at the ancient Great Xia royal bloodline shining golden within him, only to feel that the bloodline of the World Royal Family had origins that were not as simple as they seemed.

It seemed to be greatly related to the Power of Virtue in this world, which had no known source.

What is Virtue?

What are celestial changes?

And what exactly is “the gods are dead”?

Cheng Guang was filled with puzzlement.

Although he knew Zhang Shunlong might have had a sudden understanding and his cultivation had improved greatly, he had no idea why Zhang Shunlong had this epiphany.

Listening to Zhang Shunlong, it seemed as if he was an old monster who had lived from before the era of celestial changes until now.

How could that be possible?

Cheng Guang’s thoughts became complex and convoluted, feeling that everything was absurd.

After thinking it through, he couldn’t figure it out, so he gave up.

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Just then, Qing Luan called out.

“Princely Heir, it’s time to eat.”

Cheng Guang responded and stopped dwelling on Zhang Shunlong. He walked to the stone table, picked up his bowl, and started eating.

Ttoday, Qing Luan had stir-fried quite a few dishes, all delicious and appetizing. Cheng Guang had a satisfying meal.

After the meal, Qing Luan cleaned up the dishes and utensils.

“Princely Heir, what was Zhang Shunlong’s visit about?”

Qing Luan asked curiously.

She had seen Zhang Shunlong come, but she hadn’t heard what he was looking for the Princely Heir for.

At this moment, Qing Luan was also unaware that the person who had leveled the Prime Minister’s Mansion single-handedly was Zhang Shunlong, and she thought that Zhang Shunlong might have run into some trouble again.

Cheng Guang smiled without explaining, “He just talked to me about some things and repaid a favor.”

“Repay a favor?” Qing Luan’s fair, picturesque face froze for a moment, then she covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

“This Zhang Shunlong is interesting, what favor can he possibly repay? The Princely Heir is one who does not seek reciprocity.”

When Qing Luan said this, Cheng Guang’s old face turned slightly red.

He was not some saint who didn’t seek reciprocity.

Moreover, Zhang Shunlong’s identity seemed to be not that simple, and whatever he could repay him with was equally valuable.

This time Zhang Shunlong left, and there might not be any trouble in the short term, but who knows what kind of turmoil he will cause in Great Zhou in the future?

Zhang Shunlong was trying to establish a nation without nobles, though it wouldn’t necessarily target him, but what was certain was that Great Zhou would definitely experience a major reshuffle in the future.

It would be a good thing for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Possibly, the Bureau of the Lamp would be very busy in the future.

Cheng Guang smacked his lips thinking about it and found it interesting.

After resting a bit post-meal, Cheng Guang left the Duke’s Mansion and headed towards the Bureau of the Lamp to have a chat with Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Guang had made significant contributions recently, helping the Bureau of the Lamp resolve a big trouble like the Crown Prince, and Cheng Zhihai’s demeanor became much more pleasant.

When he saw Cheng Guang coming, he smiled and immediately promoted Cheng Guang’s official position.

Cheng Guang, who had joined the Bureau of the Lamp just over a month ago, was now a Gold Lantern Catcher.

It was just that his cultivation wasn’t strong enough yet, but the extent of his official position leap was almost maxed out.

If Cheng Zhihai wasn’t worried that Cheng Guang taking over the Bureau of the Lamp would be too tiring at this time, he would have loved to hand over the entire Bureau of the Lamp to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang chuckled and shook his head; he didn’t crave official positions as ordinary people did. After all, everything happened as it should, without surprises or anything particularly exciting.

Cheng Guang wandered around the Bureau of the Lamp, familiarized himself briefly with the reporting procedures, took charge of a few teams of Silver Lantern Catchers, and organized them under his command.

For the next few days, Cheng Guang planned to continue his cultivation and if nothing else came up, he’d take on tasks at the Bureau of the Lamp.

Raiding the home of some official or minister was quite an interesting task to him.

After spending some time at the Bureau of the Lamp and before 5pm, Cheng Guang said goodbye to Cheng Zhihai and left the Bureau of the Lamp.

Many steps later, Cheng Guang saw on a slope at a distance, an old man lying in a lounge chair, deeply engrossed in a book.

The old man looked extremely focused, his eyes not dim but instead sparkling with light.

His aura was strong.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Guang couldn’t help but feel respect for the old man.

“Despite being so old, he still does not put down his books and continues to enhance his knowledge. His cultivation is also profoundly strong. It seems that there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Capital city.”

Cheng Guang watched from a distance for a while but did not disturb the old man.

He continued walking along the main street.

Just as he was about to reach Duke Zhen’s Mansion,

He suddenly felt someone’s gaze fall upon him.

Cheng Guang stopped, turned around, and saw a young, tall son of a general wearing extravagant clothing, with hands behind his back, staring at him.

This person had outstanding appearance and a tall stature, and the splendid robe added a touch of nobility.

He just stood there, quietly watching Cheng Guang.

He spoke softly, “I have seen the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.”

Cheng Guang looked at the newcomer with a puzzled face.

Although the newcomer had a distinguished appearance, he obviously did not recognize this person.

“Princely Heir, I am the adopted son of Qin Beifeng, Qin Gaozhi. The person you will soon marry is my sister. Shall we talk alone?”

Qin Gaozhi looked calmly at Cheng Guang. Although his tone was respectful, there was not much reverence in his eyes.

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