My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Chapter 677: Chapter 182: Now that the Great Tang has emerged, can the Heavenly Court be far behind? (Please subscribe)

Cheng Guang glanced at Black Cub beside him, unsure of how to explain.

After all, Qing Luan was not aware of Black Cub’s identity, nor did she understand how such a lofty being as Hell’s Demon Emperor suddenly became a domestic dog within Duke Zhen’s Mansion.

In the end, Cheng Guang simply nodded slightly, acknowledging that the remarkable-looking three-headed dog before them was indeed Black Cub himself.

Qing Luan, seeing Cheng Guang nod, accepted it straightaway. Even though she had already guessed that the only creature like a dog that could be with Cheng Guang was Black Cub, she was still somewhat shocked at the moment.

Her beautiful eyes contracted slightly.

Qing Luan’s gaze fell on Black Cub, scrutinizing him closely.

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The more she observed Black Cub, the more intense the shock in her heart became.

Black Cub’s aura and cultivation were both inscrutable to Qing Luan.

It was clear that he had truly become a Sky-Man.

How had Black Cub, who was just fine and dandy, suddenly transformed from a sycophantic existence to a Demon Beast that now exerted pressure on Qing Luan, even more so than an ordinary Sky-Man??

Qing Luan was puzzled.

It was not just Qing Luan who was puzzled; Ning Qianxue was also a bit perplexed.

However, Ning Qianxue did not dwell too much on this.

After all, she herself was not very familiar with Black Cub.

Her time spent with Black Cub was not long, and since Black Cub was often clinging to Qing Luan, Qing Luan was particularly familiar with Black Cub, whereas Ning Qianxue was not as acquainted.

Once Ning Qianxue knew that Black Cub belonged to Cheng Guang and posed no danger, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Her jade hand relaxed and she put down the Longsword she had been holding.

“Princely Heir, where have you been during this time?”

Cheng Guang thought for a moment, then said with a smile, “I went to the Eight-layered Devil Realm.”

Cheng Guang had no intention of keeping it a secret from Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan any longer.

He had kept it from them to prevent unnecessary worry, and so they wouldn’t come to stop him from going to the Eight-layered Devil Realm. But now that he had returned safely, telling Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan wouldn’t be an issue.

Ning Qianxue’s bright eyes widened in surprise, “The Eight-layered Devil Realm?”

“Princely Heir, you went to the Eight-layered Devil Realm? It’s the Eight-layered Devil Realm I’m thinking of, right?”

“That place is teeming with Demon Beasts, and if a member of the Human Race appears in the Eight-layered Devil Realm, they’re likely to be attacked. Even Sky-Men don’t dare to set foot there alone, as once their identity is exposed, they might get attacked by numerous Devil Emperors…”

“It’s very possible that they might not return. Princely Heir, how could you take such a risk? What did you go there for?”

Ning Qianxue’s beautiful brows were furrowed as she looked at Cheng Guang, her lips slightly puckered as if she was somewhat huffy, speaking to Cheng Guang nonstop.

Her speech flowed endlessly, somewhat talkative.

Cheng Guang chuckled, walked up to Ning Qianxue, and ruffled her hair with one hand, “Don’t worry needlessly. Aren’t I fine?”

“I had important matters that necessitated my visit to the Eight-layered Devil Realm; I had no choice.”

Ning Qianxue, upon hearing this, pursed her lips, then couldn’t help but mumble in response.

“Liar, what can be so important?”

“Even if there were important matters, you can’t just ignore your own safety.”

Ning Qianxue muttered, her voice not too loud but not too quiet either, clearly not intended to be hidden and meant for Cheng Guang to hear.

Cheng Guang, hearing her, knew that Ning Qianxue was worried about him.

Ning Qianxue’s manner made Cheng Guang unsure how to comfort her, and he could only cast a pleading look towards Qing Luan.

Qing Luan’s feelings at that moment were not much different from Ning Qianxue’s.

Both were extremely concerned about Cheng Guang.

Qing Luan, realizing Cheng Guang was looking to her for help, was initially startled, then revealed a beautiful smile to Cheng Guang without saying anything, silently turning her head to the side.

With both Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan acting this way, Cheng Guang found himself in a predicament.

Just dealing with Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan was somewhat overwhelming for Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang found it hard to imagine how Sir Wei managed to marry six wives and still keep them all happy.

Cheng Guang did not pursue any other matters further and instead specifically took time to accompany Ning Qianxue and Qing Luan.

Comforting Ning Qianxue was relatively easy; she calmed down quickly.

Because Ning Qianxue was inherently a simple and sweet person.

Cheng Guang would hold her, whisper sweet nothings to her, and soon Ning Qianxue’s face would become so flushed she couldn’t speak, only lower her head and softly whimper.

But with Qing Luan,

It was a bit of a problem.

Firstly, Qing Luan’s public identity was merely Cheng Guang’s Maiden; he had no obligation to comfort her.

And Qing Luan clearly did not want Cheng Guang to comfort her.

Even though she felt a bit aggrieved inside, she would not show it.

While part of her wanted Cheng Guang to come and comfort her, so she wouldn’t worry anymore, she also didn’t want him to come.

Cheng Guang, after all, was the Princely Heir; it was not fitting for a Princely Heir to console a Maiden.

Qing Luan felt that would be improper.

So in her heart, she didn’t expect Cheng Guang to come and comfort her.

And thus, she remained conflicted for quite a while.