My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Chapter 203: 88: Discussing the Extent of Harm a Forced Situation Can Cause (Please Subscribe)_3

The Heavenly and Earthly Qi had now turned into fuel, boosting the ascendancy of the Purple Mansion.

As the Purple Mansion began to unfold within Cheng Guang's body, the aura on him gradually became more substantial and imposing.

Qing Luan, who was beside him, noticed the activity on Cheng Guang's end. Her beautiful eyes slightly opened in disbelief, and then widened.

"The Princely Heir's aura..."

"Is this still the Purple Mansion Realm? It feels almost indistinguishable from a Martial Artist of the Divine Power Realm..."

Qing Luan muttered incredulously to herself.

The Black Cub, which had been toyed with in her hands like a plaything, also opened its eyes, sizing up Cheng Guang.

As it looked toward Cheng Guang, a sense of closeness and submission involuntarily arose in its heart.

Its inner resistance had little power to defy the inexplicable and immense binding force.

"What in the world is going on, woof."

"I was in the Imperial Palace, wasn't I, woof."

"How did I suddenly end up here, isn't this the Four Directions Mortal World, woof."

"Why would I, the Devil Emperor, appear in this Four Directions Mortal World, and at the time when I am reincarnating and at my weakest!"

"Could someone have plotted against me?"

Black Cub pondered with a foolish expression, as if on the verge of a breakdown, resembling a human frowning and occasionally letting slip a dignified aura from its black eyes that did not seem to belong to it.

Black Cub couldn't figure it out – who in the world had the ability to pluck it from the deepest hell of the Ten-Layered Demon Sea and randomly drop it into the Four Directions Mortal World without any warning.

Even during its Cycle Period, when its body was transforming and it was at its most vulnerable, there were many strong beings within its Imperial Palace. Even over a dozen Devil Sovereigns and Sky-Men would not be able to breach the palace's defenses and locate its true body.

Why.

Why had it become like this.

Black Cub looked as if it wanted to cry but had no tears; it raised its paws and clenched them helplessly.

When it looked at Cheng Guang again,

a feeling of submission uncontrollably spread in the bottom of its heart.

Damn the humiliation, humiliation!

It, the great Devil Emperor of its realm, a being greatly feared throughout the Four Directions Mortal World, was now recognizing a weak human as its master.

And now, it was being played with by an incredibly weak human woman.

Black Cub's feelings were a mix of sorrow and anger, and it decided it had to resist!

But just as it had this thought and its body began to fidget restlessly, it was picked up.

Qing Luan's gaze shifted from Cheng Guang to Black Cub. She swung its body about, giving its underside a thoughtful look.

"It's a male, hmm, looks like I'll need to get it neutered."

The moment Black Cub heard this, its body tensed instantly, and it tightened its tail significantly.

Whining softly,

it dared not resist any longer.

This woman, it couldn't afford to provoke.

If it resisted, the concubines of its harem would be left unmanaged.

Qing Luan just mentioned this off-handedly and tossed Black Cub onto the ground. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she observed Cheng Guang.

As the aura on Cheng Guang's body gradually calmed down and returned to normal,

Qing Luan came over just in time, wiping sweat off Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang smiled and said, "No trouble at all."

He took the Brocade Handkerchief from Qing Luan's hand, wiped off his sweat, and then sunk his mind inward, examining the changes within his body.

Seeing the state of his Dantian at the moment, his mood became very relaxed, almost joyful.

The Purple Mansion he had developed was vast, so much so that its edges could not be seen at a glance, seemingly reaching a certain limit.

No matter how much Heavenly and Earthly Qi Cheng Guang attracted from his surroundings, the Purple Mansion could not expand even a fraction more.

Cheng Guang did not know whether his Purple Mansion could be considered the largest in history, but it certainly was not something ordinary Martial Artists could compare with.

Maybe not even Zhihai's Purple Mansion was as big as his.

Cheng Guang pondered in his mind.

By noon, Qing Luan had planned to cook herself, preparing some delicious food for Cheng Guang to celebrate the Princely Heir's breakthrough to the Purple Mansion Realm.

Donning an embroidered apron, she bustled about in the side house, lighting fires, cooking, and boiling rice, bringing a touch of life to the peaceful Million Specie Garden.

Technically, a close attendant like Qing Luan need not cook herself, yet she found joy among the grease and smoke.

Perhaps for Qing Luan, the process of cooking was enjoyable, but what made her happier was the prospect of Cheng Guang liking the meals she prepared.

Qing Luan was busy beside the stove, inadvertently getting some ash on her beautiful face, which made her look endearing.

The dispirited Black Cub, idling in the courtyard with a look of resignation, seemed to catch the scent wafting from the side room and scuttled over to Qing Luan, raising its paws, perched beside the pot, staring eagerly at the stir-fried dishes and drooling with desire.

What do these humans of the Four Directions Mortal World usually eat to make it so fragrant?

Black Cub looked on curiously.

Absorbed in its gaze.

Suddenly there was a bang, and a cooking spatula struck its head.

Black Cub winced in pain, gritting its teeth and recoiling.

"Don't lounge around here, go play over there."

Qing Luan shooed Black Cub away.

Black Cub was unwilling to leave. Even if it couldn't eat, merely getting to smell was good enough, and it loitered around Qing Luan.

Cheng Guang sat in a nearby pavilion, sipping tea. As he rested, he watched this scene, occasionally smiling knowingly.

It was indeed quite harmonious.

After the meal, Cheng Guang had nothing much to do. The task of killing the King of South Ming was still somewhat beyond his reach, and he needed to find another opportunity.