My System Is Three Thousand Years Early-Chapter 684 - 184 Just Started Cultivating for a Year?? (Request for Subscription)_2
Chapter 684 -184 Just Started Cultivating for a Year?? (Request for Subscription)_2
For outsiders, for ordinary people, it would take a lifetime, even hundreds or thousands of years, and they might still not be able to reach the Heavenly Human Realm.
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At this time.
Cheng Guang had used less than a year.
Although this period wasn’t particularly short, compared to people like Zhang Shunlong who had stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm in one go, it was incomparable.
This cultivation level also couldn’t compare to those figures from the old times who have survived until now, like the Great Tang Emperor.
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But.
Cheng Guang was already very satisfied with his current achievements.
At the very least, he had already defeated 99.99% of the people in this world.
As Cheng Guang was sensing his own cultivation level.
In the distant garden, there was a “White Jade Pavilion,” exquisite and crystal clear.
Dressed in a red outfit with gold embroideries, the blend of gentleness and heroism between her brows was harmoniously integrated on Qing Luan’s person.
Qing Luan looked towards Cheng Guang.
“It’s unclear what the Princely Heir has been busy with these days. Although cultivation is important, I’ve never seen him forsake sleep and food for it to the extent he does now.”
Qing Luan’s tone contained not much complaint, but rather confusion and concern about Cheng Guang’s current behavior.
A few days ago, Cheng Guang’s sudden departure to the Eight-layered Devil Realm had already caused much concern for Qing Luan herself, Ning Qianxue, and everyone in Duke Zhen’s Mansion.
So when Cheng Guang came back this time.
Cheng Zhihai alongside Wu Yuemei had taken turns insisting that Qing Luan should keep a good watch on the Princely Heir to ensure he didn’t engage in any more reckless antics.
This Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, Cheng Guang, if he were just within Duke Zhen’s Mansion or even within the entirety of Great Zhou, there would admittedly be no issue.
But.
The problem lay in Cheng Guang’s overreaching jest, as he had left without saying a word and went straight to the Eight-layered Devil Realm.
The Eight-layered Devil Realm was not like the Four Directions Mortal World.
If something happened to Cheng Guang in the Four Directions Mortal World, no matter the circumstance, Cheng Zhihai could still look after him to some extent.
But if something happened to Cheng Guang in the Eight-layered Devil Realm, then Cheng Zhihai could only helplessly watch.
There would be nothing he could do.
Even Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, would be powerless.
To the Human Race, the Eight-layered Devil Realm was basically a forbidden territory.
Even Sky-Men would not dare to visit rashly.
Cheng Zhihai also couldn’t understand how Cheng Guang could be so daring as to venture into the Eight-layered Devil Realm.
Simultaneously.
Cheng Zhihai also found it difficult to comprehend how Cheng Guang, having gone to the Eight-layered Devil Realm, managed to return completely unharmed.
Although this worry might seem irrational and was certainly not what Cheng Zhihai wished to happen.
But.
One had to admit
there was a possibility.
However, this possibility did not occur.
Cheng Guang not only returned unscathed but even lacked any signs of exhaustion on his face.
Such appearance of Cheng Guang made Cheng Zhihai marvel in amazement.
It seemed as though Cheng Guang’s trip to the Eight-layered Devil Realm was not fraught with immense danger, but was a vacation without the slightest burden.
At that time, Cheng Zhihai was completely dumbfounded.
And he agonized over it for quite a while.
Eventually in desperation, he spoke up, asking Qing Luan to keep an eye on Cheng Guang, making sure the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir wouldn’t run off to the Eight-layered Devil Realm again.
Although Cheng Zhihai himself had no idea about the means Cheng Guang possessed that allowed him to go to the Eight-layered Devil Realm and return unharmed.
Cheng Zhihai only knew that the Eight-layered Devil Realm was a domain not even Sky-Men dared to touch.
For Cheng Guang to approach it was simply courting death.
The fact that nothing had happened so far was a stroke of immense luck.
After receiving instructions from Cheng Zhihai, Qing Luan naturally did not dare to disobey. These past few days, whenever possible, she would sit nearby, observing the actions of the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, Cheng Guang.
After all, Qing Luan did acknowledge the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.
Even if Cheng Zhihai was the Family Head, Qing Luan would not fully heed his words.
It was merely going through the motions.
If the Princely Heir really decided to leave, Qing Luan knew she definitely couldn’t stop him.
“It doesn’t matter, let the Princely Heir cultivate if he wishes, it’s a good thing anyway.”
Ning Qianxue responded nonchalantly, then gently swung her legs, cupping a teacup in her hands as she said:
“I remember back in the day when my mother-in-law would have me practice cultivation daily, even more so than the Princely Heir, you wouldn’t know…”
Qing Luan knew as soon as Ning Qianxue spoke like that, she was about to start again.
On Qing Luan’s face, there was no sign of impatience, just a slight curve at the corners of her mouth, with a faint smile, listening to Ning Qianxue speak.
During Ning Qianxue’s speech, she suddenly felt a fluctuation of Qi coming from Cheng Guang’s direction.
Her voice came to an abrupt halt.
Ning Qianxue abruptly raised her hand, the tea she was holding becoming somewhat unstable subconsciously.
“This…”
“This is…”
“What kind of Qi is this??”
Ning Qianxue’s bright eyes stared blankly in the direction of Cheng Guang’s location, where the Qi was emanating from.
The usually eloquent her was, at this moment, even a bit stammering.
Qing Luan, too, was startled by this sudden fluctuation of Qi.
Especially when she sensed that within the fluctuation of Qi, there was an indescribable, unfathomable sense of oppression.
Qing Luan was even more shocked.
“Is this… the Qi of a Sky-Man?”
Qing Luan said uncertainly.
Ning Qianxue’s lips parted slightly, unable to recover from the shock of the Qi fluctuations radiating from Cheng Guang. Upon hearing Qing Luan’s words, she still looked skeptical about life, turning her head.
“Sky-Man’s Qi…”
“Could it be?”
There was a great deal of uncertainty in Ning Qianxue’s tone.
Ning Qianxue herself didn’t know if the Qi originating from Cheng Guang was that of a Sky-Man.
It wasn’t that Ning Qianxue thought the sudden Qi emanating from Cheng Guang was weaker than that of a Sky-Man.
On the contrary.
Ning Qianxue felt that the Qi coming from Cheng Guang was stronger than that of an ordinary Sky-Man!
It simply didn’t seem like something that could be emitted from the Heavenly Human Realm.
“Has the Princely Heir long been a Sky-Man??”
After staring blankly at Cheng Guang’s location for a while, Ning Qianxue turned her gaze to Qing Luan and asked the question that puzzled her heart.
Qing Luan shook her head and quickly said, “How could that be?”
“Although the Princely Heir is formidable, with a particularly rapid cultivation speed, how could he possibly be in the Heavenly Human Realm…”
“Although he had previously revealed Sky-Man’s techniques, it seems the Princely Heir has only made use of external objects…”
Saying this, Qing Luan paused, and then added,
“After all, the Princely Heir has only just started cultivating and hasn’t even reached a year.”
When Qing Luan finished speaking, she directly silenced the usually talkative Ning Qianxue.
At this moment, Ning Qianxue, despite having spoken a lot about teas, felt her mouth dry and her tongue parched, watching Cheng Guang’s figure from afar, too shocked to utter a word.
“Only just started cultivating for a year…”
“Not even a full year yet…”
“And he can achieve such cultivation progress??”
Ning Qianxue was somewhat questioning her own life.
Before, she knew how Cheng Guang was cultivating; he occasionally took some time to cultivate. Ning Qianxue had never seen Cheng Guang engage in relentless all-day-and-night cultivation.
And just during this time, Cheng Guang had put forth some effort.
Just like that?
He could advance to become a Sky-Man??
At this moment, Ning Qianxue suddenly felt as if all her previous efforts were a joke in front of Cheng Guang.
Ning Qianxue’s own diligent cultivation had brought her to only an Eighth Rank in terms of strength and still a long way from the Ninth-order Martial Emperor Realm.
Not to mention the Heavenly Human Realm.
Ning Qianxue had always considered herself to have some talent among the younger generation, but compared to Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, Cheng Guang, it was simply unbearable to watch.
Ning Qianxue’s lips pursed slightly, and she couldn’t help but pout again, “How is the Princely Heir cultivating?”
“How can he possibly cultivate so quickly…”
“If it’s really reached the Sky-Man, or even surpassed it, it’s just not possible as Qing Luan you said, that the Princely Heir has only just started.”
“Who knows, maybe the Princely Heir started cultivating early and just didn’t tell you, secretly cultivating.”
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