My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Ning Qianxue casually mentioned this matter; she felt relieved just seeing that Cheng Guang had emerged from seclusion.

"Princely Heir, the Sect recently asked me to return for a visit. Would you like to come with me?"

Ning Qianxue asked as she looked at Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang nodded: "Of course I'll go."

Cheng Guang understood that Ning Qianxue hadn't left on her own in the past few days because she was waiting to go to the Taihao Sword Sect with him.

Cheng Guang wouldn't squelch Ning Qianxue's enthusiasm.

When Ning Qianxue heard that Cheng Guang didn't say anything else and simply nodded in agreement, a touch of elation surfaced on her face, and she quickly got up.

"Princely Heir, let's start preparing to depart now."

"The sooner, the better."

Cheng Guang had no objections to this. After all, Ning Qianxue had been longing to visit the Taihao Sword Sect, and Cheng Guang himself was eager to see what the situation was like there.

It was better to see the situation at the Taihao Sword Sect in advance, to observe the unmanaged area and assess the opportunity to establish a dynasty.

If there was a chance to establish a dynasty, Cheng Guang naturally wouldn't want to miss it.

Now that the system task had been issued, Cheng Guang didn't want to waste a single moment.

It wasn't just because of the system task weighing on Cheng Guang.

Apart from the system task, the Celestial Gods lurking in the shadows, the Western Buddhas, and even the visible Great Tang Emperor were all significant threats to Cheng Guang at this time.

After Cheng Guang nodded his agreement.

Ning Qianxue, accompanied by Qing Luan, went to pack their luggage.

This time to the Taihao Sword Sect.

Qing Luan was also to be brought along.

There was no danger, and having her with him was convenient for her to take care of him personally.

After a while.

A huge Flying Boat rose from Duke Zhen's Mansion and swept towards the Taihao Sword Sect.

En route.

No incidents occurred.

Soon enough.

Standing atop the Flying Boat, Cheng Guang caught sight of the Taihao Sword Sect.

He directly descended into the heart of the Taihao Sword Sect.

When Cheng Guang's Flying Boat appeared above the Taihao Sword Sect, it instantly attracted the attention of countless disciples.

"Is that..."

"Is that the Princely Heir's Flying Boat?"

"The Princely Heir has arrived."

"The Princely Heir has come. So does that mean the eldest disciple sister has returned too?"

The many disciples of the Taihao Sword Sect were abuzz with discussion as they watched Cheng Guang's Flying Boat, and a wave of surprised exclamations followed.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd of disciples, Cheng Guang headed straight into the back mountain of the Taihao Sword Sect.

At the rear of the Taihao Sword Sect.

A bamboo cottage named the Liuguang Water Pavilion stood by the pond, the place where Granny Qianhua, the Sect's sole Sky-Man, would usually receive guests. It was nested amidst the back mountains of the Taihao Sword Sect, its placement beside Bamboo Cottage complemented by the meandering Liuguang pond waters from which it derived its name.

The bamboo cottage, surrounded by water on three sides, offered an excellent view of the beautiful reflections on Liuguang pond. With blue bricks and green tiles, the rooftop featured a hip-and-gable architecture with slightly upturned eaves, exuding the quaint elegance of a Jiangnan garden-style dwelling.

Cheng Guang, in his previous life, had explored many gardens and knew the Great Zhou Capital was one of the most bustling places in the Four Directions Mortal World, but compared to Granny Qianhua's abode, it lacked in depth of meaning.

For the most part, the lodgings in the Capital city were places of extravagance.

Whereas this bamboo cottage, the Liuguang Water Pavilion, was a haven of fresh simplicity and elegance.

They were not to be discussed in the same breath.

The Taihao Sword Sect, as one of the Four Great Hidden Sword Sects, certainly had its foundation. It was not merely relying on ancestral privilege and even in this tripoint borderland untouched by the four great dynasties, it was a foremost power.

Ordinary forces or, rather, ordinary powerhouses would not dare to offend the Taihao Sword Sect lightly.

Cheng Guang entered the bamboo cottage and upon entering, he immediately realized that besides Granny Qianhua, there were several other people already inside.

It seemed as if they had known in advance that Cheng Guang would be bringing Ning Qianxue back.

Inside, people were seated in front of rosewood desks, sipping tea.

As Cheng Guang entered the cottage, those within cast their eyes upon him.

"The Princely Heir has arrived."

At the head of the cottage, Granny Qianhua looked towards Cheng Guang; her aged face bore a radiant smile.

She rose to greet him.

Cheng Guang also was unpretentious, paying his respects to Granny Qianhua.

"I've come to see you, Granny."

Cheng Guang said, and to his side, Ning Qianxue also said, "Granny."

"Granny, you've put all your thoughts on the Princely Heir and didn't even see me."

Ning Qianxue pouted slightly as she spoke.

Hearing Ning Qianxue's words, Granny Qianhua couldn't help but laugh aloud, first gesturing for Cheng Guang not to stand on ceremony before turning her gaze to Ning Qianxue.

"Qianxue, you child," Granny Qianhua said with a smile, shaking her head and gently stroking Ning Qianxue's head.

"It seems you've been doing very well with the Princely Heir these past days, not sending even a single message back."

"Have you become so happy as to forget home?"

Ning Qianxue's cheeks flushed pink, "Granny, that's not what I meant at all."

Granny Qianhua teased with a laugh: "If it weren't for Granny asking you to return, I'm afraid you might have forgotten about this old Granny altogether."

"By the way, has there been any movement in your belly lately?"

Ning Qianxue's lips parted as if to say something, but then she saw her Granny's jesting look and also glanced toward her abdomen.

Ning Qianxue's face turned crimson with shyness, and for a moment she was at a loss for words, unable to speak.