My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Chapter 629: Chapter 165 Wrong, wrong! It was her! (Please subscribe)_2
 

The Dragon Lord’s Envoy hummed softly and walked leisurely towards the firmament.

With each step, he ascended to the heavens.

As the Dragon Lord’s Envoy took each ascending step, his physical form expanded continuously.

In a short span of time,

The body of the Dragon Lord’s Envoy had grown so large that its entirety could no longer be seen.@@novelbin@@

All of his body was hidden in the clouds.

The Dragon Lord’s Envoy hurried towards Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils.

The closer he got to the location of Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils, the smaller his form became, until quickly, no trace of him could be seen any longer.

Although White Emperor City is at the foot of Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils,

The mountain is incredibly vast; ordinary Sky-Men and Devil Emperors simply cannot survive within it, and they frequently lose their way.

The immense figure of the Dragon Lord’s Envoy disappeared from the view of the assembly of Devil Emperors just moments after he set off toward Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils.

This demonstrated the Envoy’s considerable speed.

Cheng Guang glanced in the direction where the Envoy had departed and, recalling Bai Shuxuan’s earlier demeanor, he hesitated very little before stepping forward to follow the Envoy’s path.

“Let’s go,” Cheng Guang said without delay, preparing to take Gu Wushuang and Black Cub with him.

The departure of Cheng Guang and his two companions met with no obstruction.

For the Devil Beasts in White Emperor City, or rather, for the assembly of Devil Emperors in the Southern Courtyard, their main purpose for being here was to behold the Dragon Lord’s Envoy.

Were they to ingratiate themselves with the Envoy and thereby gain entry to Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils, to cultivate by the Dragon Lord’s side, it would truly be an ascension to the heavens.

It is said that the current Dragon Lord’s Envoy was once a lowly Demon Beast serving by the Dragon Lord’s side but, to everyone’s surprise, he caught the Dragon Lord’s favor and soared to become the most powerful figure in the Eight-layered Devil Realm.

With such a living example before them,

How could the assembly of Devil Beasts not show respect towards the Envoy and the Dragon Lord?

To curry favor with the Envoy was to seize the chance to show oneself before the Dragon Lord.

To please the Dragon Lord was to have the chance to supplant the Envoy and become the one who stood above ten thousand.

However,

The Dragon Lord’s Envoy was not so easily placated, nor so readily approached.

Within the Southern Courtyard of White Emperor City, the assembly of Devil Emperors had only managed to offer some gifts to the Envoy.

They barely spoke a few words.

Having given such valuable gifts, but with hardly a conversation, it was highly unlikely that the Envoy would take much notice of them.

It was almost a certain loss for the assembly of Devil Emperors.

But they did not care too deeply, as leaving an impression on the Envoy sufficed for them.

After the Dragon Lord’s Envoy left, other Devil Emperors began to trickle away as well.

No Demon Beast intended to linger in White Emperor City.

Hence, when Cheng Guang departed, it did not draw much attention.

Instead, the muscular man with bull horns, who had been watching Cheng Guang from the beginning, hesitated after seeing Cheng Guang’s party leave but ultimately did not follow them.

……

Cheng Guang, accompanied by Gu Wushuang and Black Cub, dashed in the direction that the Dragon Lord’s Envoy had taken.

The three transformed into a streak of light, rapidly speeding along.

Since the aura emanating from them was not weak, they did not encounter any Demon Beasts with the temerity to attack them along the way.

Instead, their journey was relatively smooth.

Their pace was not slow.

During their travel,

Gu Wushuang glanced at Cheng Guang, for although she was now the Abyss Demon Emperor, she was also a woman.

Ever since Bai Shuxuan appeared, Gu Wushuang had felt something was amiss, sensing that Cheng Guang might know Bai Shuxuan.

But,

Cheng Guang and Bai Shuxuan were in no position to speak in such a setting.

Gu Wushuang did not have a way to confirm, so she did not ask Cheng Guang anything at the time.

Now she had the chance.

Gu Wushuang’s eyes, like pools of autumn water, fixed intently on Cheng Guang, simply watching him without saying a word.

It seemed she did not wish to question Cheng Guang directly.

Cheng Guang was focused on hurrying, scanning his surroundings for any sign of the Envoy’s whereabouts. With no sight yet of the Envoy, he felt a tingling in his scalp under Gu Wushuang’s gaze.

Cheng Guang turned his head slightly, and with a strange flash in his eyes, he looked at Gu Wushuang somewhat bewilderingly.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Cheng Guang asked as he touched his own face, “Is there something on my face?”

Gu Wushuang listened to Cheng Guang’s words but remained silent, simply shaking her head before continuing to fix her gaze on him.

Cheng Guang was puzzled by such behavior from Gu Wushuang. Even if her personality was dominant, it was indisputable that she was originally an aspect of the Abyss Demon Emperor, or rather, she was the Abyss Demon Emperor herself.

However, she had been slightly influenced by the customs of the Four Directions Mortal World.

This did not mean that Gu Wushuang’s essence had changed.

While Cheng Guang did not understand Gu Wushuang’s behavior, he did not dwell on it and continued to hasten along.

Cheng Guang did not care what Gu Wushuang intended to do,

As long as she did not stab him in the back.

Cheng Guang was not in a hurry.

Gu Wushuang, on the other hand, became a bit anxious. Not long after, unable to hold back, she blurted out the question:

“Princely Heir, do you know that Saintess of the Green Hill fox tribe we just saw?”

As Gu Wushuang spoke, perhaps even she did not realize that her words were tinged with a note of sourness, a hint of jealousy.