My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Chapter 72: Initial Comprehension (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)_3
His hands gently rested on the armrests, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the carved tabletop—an idiosyncrasy of his when deep in thought.

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Every light tap seemed to mirror the turmoil in his heart.

Cheng Guang’s expression was serious, his unfailingly complex thoughts meandering across his brow.

“It seems some people don’t wish for Great Zhou to remain peaceful.”

In the stillness of the night, Cheng Guang suddenly let out a light chuckle, his gaze falling on the stars scattered across the dark expanse outside his window, finding the unfolding events increasingly interesting.

There he sat, like a static sculpture, only the flicker in his eyes and the tapping of his fingers betraying the surges in his soul.

As the darkness of the night gradually receded, the eastern horizon began to reveal a faint blush of dawn.

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The rising sun slowly peeked out, casting the first rays of light onto the land.

Behind Cheng Guang, Qing Luan and Bai Shuxuan were already awake.

Qing Luan opened her eyes first, instinctively reaching out beside her for the familiar, robust body, only to touch softness instead.

It was Bai Shuxuan.

Where was the Princely Heir?

Qing Luan sat up, the bedding slipping off her delicate frame without her caring, her eyes landing on Cheng Guang who was sitting at the desk nearby.

“Princely Heir, when did you get up?”

Cheng Guang didn’t answer her immediately, lost in thought, and only after a moment did he snap back to the present.

Noticing that the sky was already bright.

He turned to Qing Luan with a smile, “I’ve been up for quite a while.”

Qing Luan hurried into her clothes and tidied up her hair, then began to help Cheng Guang dress and wash.

She brought him a steaming cup of tea to dispel the morning chill.

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Just as she was about to help him wash, Bai Shuxuan on the side preempted her task.

For Bai Shuxuan, it was her first time.

She had just experienced her first night’s pain, and though it was difficult for her to even stand, she still patiently attended to every detail for Cheng Guang, from washing his face to rinsing his mouth, each action meticulously done.

As she helped Cheng Guang dress, she was especially careful, lest she offend his dignity.

Qing Luan’s lips were tightly closed, her beautiful eyes brimming with a hint of irritation, but she was at a loss for words, lips puffing slightly in her vexation.

There was an unspoken petulance about her.

Bai Shuxuan, on the other hand, looked at Qing Luan with a touch of smugness, her beautiful eyes amidst her jade-like face revealing a trace of triumph, and she even let out a soft “hmm” of satisfaction, becoming even more careful in her ministrations to Cheng Guang.

She even wished she could cling closer to him.

Cheng Guang chuckled and shook his head.

After all what they went through the previous night, how could there still be room for jealousy and resentment?

Then again, perhaps that was the nature of women.

Considering that Qing Luan and Bai Shuxuan got along quite well and didn’t give him much trouble, Cheng Guang saw no need to intervene.

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However, speaking of which.

Were the marks from Bai Shuxuan’s Charm Eyes nearing their expiry date?

Suddenly, Cheng Guang reached out and tapped a finger lightly on Bai Shuxuan’s forehead.

At his touch, Bai Shuxuan instantly became rigid, her body stiffening and her eyes fixated, blinking continuously at Cheng Guang.

In those infatuated eyes, there was not only nervousness but also intense delight.

Cheng Guang paid no attention to her gaze upon him as the Power of the Primordial Spirit followed his guidance, flowing into Bai Shuxuan’s heart.

Seeing the Divine Power Marks left by the Charm Eyes on Bai Shuxuan’s Primordial Spirit, he was taken aback.

He had thought that the marks left by the Charm Eyes would fade over time.

But…

The Divine Power Marks left on Bai Shuxuan’s Primordial Spirit after the Charm Eyes had been used showed no sign of fading.

In fact, they seemed even more solid than before.

On closer inspection, he noticed that the Divine Power Marks left by his Charm Eyes had deeply rooted themselves atop Bai Shuxuan’s Primordial Spirit.

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It was as if they were continuously drawing from Bai Shuxuan’s Power of the Primordial Spirit to stabilize themselves.

Hiss…

Something wasn’t right.

He knew about Bai Shuxuan’s Charm Eyes; the Divine Power they displayed didn’t look anything like this.

An unconscious Divine Power Mark was drawing on the power of the Primordial Spirit to maintain itself and achieve long-term control.

This was simply…

Incredible.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but click his tongue.

He roughly guessed that his Charm Eyes were many times superior to Bai Shuxuan’s.

Comparatively, Bai Shuxuan’s Divine Power of the Charm Eyes seemed like a counterfeit, a knock-off in front of his.

His was the genuine article.

This was astounding.

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Cheng Guang felt oddly pleased; with the Charm Eyes having been used, he didn’t have to exhaust his mind to use them again, which made things much easier.

Cheng Guang withdrew his hand and refrained from dwelling too much on Bai Shuxuan.

Once the day broke fully.

He left the bedroom and practiced his martial skills briefly.

Deng didn’t seem to be anywhere to be found.

So much for his promise of daily training.

Cheng Guang sighed in resignation—after all, who else but he, the Princely Heir of Duke Zhen’s Mansion, could even hope to receive teaching from a Sky-Man of the Heavenly Human Realm?

Speaking of which.

This Sky-Man, Deng, seemingly didn’t put on airs at all.

Cheng Guang found that he relaxed more in Deng’s company than when he faced his father, Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Guang inquired with a servant and learned that Deng had left early in the morning.

Now, where he had gone off to play, Cheng Guang had no idea.

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Presumably, Deng wouldn’t return until the evening.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but shake his head, smiling to himself as he continued his solitary cultivation in the courtyard. When his body started to sweat, he decided to go out and take a look around.