My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

“Naturally, I wouldn’t speak without thinking,”

“Right now, Emperor Zhou of Great Zhou has disappeared, and the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty is uncertain. At this time, Duke Zhen’s Mansion doesn’t make promises recklessly, not because we’re treading on thin ice, but because I can’t see through the future.”

“I dare not take risks.”

“After Guanger comes back, I’ll ask him for his opinion.”

“Ultimately, the future master of Duke Zhen’s Mansion will be Guanger, and I’m just here to offer him advice.”

At this point,

Cheng Zhihai smiled, bowed, and said, “I am just a father seeking to secure a sliver of well-being for his children and grandchildren. I won’t chat with the Empress any longer. Your servant will take his leave.”

Having said this,

Cheng Zhihai turned and left.

His departure was without a hint of hesitation, as he decisively exited Guanghua Palace.

Empress Wang watched Cheng Zhihai’s retreating back, silent.

She did not speak until Cheng Zhihai’s figure vanished from her sight.

Only then did Empress Wang, feeling quite a headache, rub her brows. Looking at the tea on the table in front of her, she no longer felt inclined to drink it.

She casually waved her hand,

Signaling Mrs. Xue to clear away the teacups on the table.

Then, her gaze drifted toward the distant horizon.

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Cheng Zhihai had said,

He was just a father seeking to secure a sliver of well-being for his children and grandchildren.

And what about her?

Wasn’t she also a mother seeking to secure a sliver of well-being for her children and grandchildren?

If the Prince did not ascend to the throne,

Wu Ming’s fate wouldn’t be too pleasant.

Neither would hers, as the Empress.

After all, everyone is looking out for themselves; no one can blame another.

……

Summer winds pass and autumn’s chill congeals, greenery yields as dew turns to frost!

Cheng Guang, aboard the Flying Boat, was on his return journey.

The sky gradually darkened, and night stealthily fell.

In the sky, the stars began to twinkle like countless brilliant diamonds set against the deep expanse of the night.

Midnight was approaching.

Cheng Guang stopped cultivating and gazed out of the round window at the vault of heaven.

Above the clouds on the Flying Boat, the view of the heavens was unlike any scene when looking up from the ground.

Cheng Guang stared at the myriad stars suspended in the profound canopy of the sky.

Suddenly, it occurred to him,

Could this world, like his previous life, consist of planets too? Beyond these planets, perhaps there are countless more, forming a universe.

Cheng Guang only pondered for a moment before he felt a shiver run down his spine.

It seemed utterly absurd.

If this world, like the starry sky of his previous life, was just one planet among many, that would truly be terrifying.

Cheng Guang didn’t dwell on it further and simply enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the sky above.

After a while,

Cheng Guang distinctly heard a clear, emotionless voice by his ear.

“On the fourth year of Zhensheng, the eighth day of the eleventh month, 128 days after becoming a Heavenly Human, you successfully crushed Emperor Wu Mengde of Great Yuan beneath your feet, avenging the past.”

“After having a deep conversation with Wu Mengde, to your surprise, you discovered that he possessed abilities similar to those Zhou Qingxu had back then.”

“The current Zhou Qingxu is even more powerful and mysterious than he was when he organized Great Yuan’s invasion into Great Zhou. It seems he is now part of a secret organization, one of the Twelve Sect Leaders.”

“This organization, shrouded in more mystery than ordinary Sects, is inaccessible even to Emperor Wu Mengde of Great Yuan—he knows only that those who join it are secretly scheming for a campaign called ‘Fight for Heaven’.”

“You do not know what this organization that Zhou Qingxu has joined is, nor do you understand what the ‘Fight for Heaven’ campaign entails.”

“However, you suddenly recall that when the world plunged into great disorder, as the empires began to restructure, the four great dynasties were shattered, and two new dynasties were erected upon their ruins.”

“One was named Heavenly Court, and the other, Great Tang.”

“Heavenly Court rose above all, sweeping across the world upon its emergence. Its mighty ones, origins unknown, seemed to materialize out of thin air, leaving all the dynasties in the Four Directions Mortal World powerless to fight back.”

“The power of Great Tang, freshly formed, didn’t last long before being extinguished by Heavenly Court.”

“That battle left a profound impression on you. Although you did not participate at the time, as the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir you had access to information beyond the reach of commoners.”

“The mighty ones of Heavenly Court were stronger than the ordinary Sky-Men, their every move akin to Immortals descending, Great Tang’s forces, though not insignificant with a gathering of powerful elders—many of whom had not been seen for years—still stood no chance against Heavenly Court.”

“Thinking this, it suddenly occurs to you that Zhou Qingxu, having disappeared after aiding Great Yuan in bringing down Great Zhou, reemerged shortly after the establishment of Great Tang.”

“Could it be that the Great Tang Zhou Qingxu participated in was the same one that was freshly established and soon crushed by Heavenly Court?”

“The thought alone makes your breath hitch, for you can hardly imagine a being like Zhou Qingxu, who alone could trample the borders of Great Zhou, bring down the empire, and play with two great dynasties like pawns.”