My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 417 - 121: The Struggle of Trapped Beasts Between Us

"Mr. Cheng."

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, first perford a respectful greeting toward Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai’s stony expression remained unchanged, his body surging with Qi, imposing no small pressure on the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan.

Cheng Zhihai stared at the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, sizing him up a few tis before speaking with slight surprise, "Is it you?"

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, looked up slightly in confusion, looking toward Cheng Zhihai, "Mr. Cheng, what is it?"

Cheng Zhihai shook his head, not offering an explanation, his breathing slowed as he asked, "What brings you here for my Guanger?"

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, answered with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, I am here by His Majesty’s command, to deliver a gift to the Princely Heir."

With that, he pulled out an exquisitely crafted sandalwood box from his sleeve and handed it to Cheng Guang.

After transferring the item to Cheng Guang.

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, prepared to leave.

Cheng Zhihai called out to him, frowning slightly, "Did His Majesty not say anything else?"

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, shook his head, "No."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, "In that case, I appreciate you taking the trouble to make this trip specially, Jiang Fan. His Majesty really should have said sothing in advance if he intended to send a gift. Now that Guanger has already departed, you had to make such a trip."

The Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, hearing this, his round face suddenly changed color, hastening to say, "Mr. Cheng, we really shouldn’t say such things. Who can fathom His Majesty’s thoughts?"

"Perhaps His Majesty simply acted on a whim and sent to deliver a gift to the Princely Heir."

"Very well, since I have carried out what His Majesty commanded, I won’t disturb the Princely Heir or Mr. Cheng any longer."

Having said this, the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, bowed slightly and with one step, stood up to leave.

The figure of the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, swept down from the Flying Boat and disappeared from view in just a mont.

Cheng Guang watched as the figure of the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, gradually vanished, then his gaze returned from the distance, falling upon the wooden box in his hands, opening it for a glance. Inside was a black pearl, made of so unknown substance.

By the looks of it, it seed quite precious.

After taking a glance, Cheng Guang closed the box and looked toward Cheng Zhihai, asking, "Dad, how co you’re here?"

Cheng Zhihai, watching the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, depart, felt his anxious heart gradually settle. Now hearing Cheng Guang’s question, he didn’t feel it was appropriate to voice his own suspicions.

Opting for a light smile instead, he said:

"Nothing much, I just suddenly felt like seeing you off."

Cheng Guang, hearing this, paused mid-sentence, glanced down at the scenery beneath the Flying Boat, and said, "Dad, if you keep seeing off, we’ll be there soon."

Cheng Zhihai felt a touch of embarrassnt, coughed with his hands behind his back, and then stretched out a hand, "Guanger, could I see the gift His Majesty sent?"

Cheng Guang passed the wooden box to Cheng Zhihai, while explaining:

"This is what His Majesty is sending to that person from the Taihao Sword Sect."

"It’s not for ."

Cheng Zhihai gave a slight nod, examining the wooden box. With one hand, he gently pinched the black bead, inspecting it for a mont, then after probing it with Qi for a while, he put the black pearl back down.

He sighed in relief within his heart.

At the sa ti,

Cheng Zhihai was sowhat puzzled by Emperor Zhou’s intentions in doing all of this.

Suddenly giving a gift to Cheng Guang and having the Minister of Rites, Jiang Fan, personally deliver it was one thing, but to even give such a precious Blackwater Bead was another.

For those who cultivate in the water-related pathways, it could be considered a treasure.

Water nourishes the skin.

Blackwater Bead.

For won, it’s even more so an invaluable treasure.

When Wu Yuei once asked for the Blackwater Bead from Wu Shang, the Emperor of Great Zhou, even as much as Wu Shang doted on his sister Wu Yuei, he did not part with the Blackwater Bead.

In the right hands, the Blackwater Bead becos a cultivation treasure. Rather than being used by won for skin nourishnt, it’s better to let it serve a more important purpose.

In the eyes of Emperor Zhou, cultivation is clearly more significant.

The very Blackwater Bead that Wu Yuei asked from Emperor Zhou years ago and that Emperor Zhou was reluctant to part with was now given to Cheng Guang.

To present it to the future Wife of Crown Prince of Taihao Sword Sect.

No matter how Cheng Zhihai thought about it, he found it incredible.

But now, even with all the incredulity, Cheng Zhihai couldn’t see anything amiss.

Emperor Zhou behaved extrely well, out of concern as an uncle, giving Cheng Guang a little gift was nothing out of the ordinary.

At most, it was a bit rushed, and the timing was off, that’s all.

Cheng Zhihai placed the Blackwater Bead back into the sandalwood box, slowly exhaled and said, "Alright, this is a good item. If you give it to that child from Taihao Sword Sect, they’ll probably be very pleased."

"You keep it safe, so as not to waste His Majesty’s good intentions."

"I’m heading back now, if there’s anything, contact ."

Seeing that they were nearing Taihao Sword Sect, Cheng Zhihai was already planning his return.

Cheng Guang listened to Cheng Zhihai’s words, looked into the distance for a mont, and could already see a peak that resembled Heavenly Gate amidst the mountains from afar.

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Rising into the clouds, standing amidst the mountains, it seed like an Immortal Realm of the mortal world.

That Heavenly Gate, amidst the clouds, clothed in a layer of golden glow from the radiant sun, took on a sort of divine aura, as if it was the Southern Heavenly Gate of Heavenly Court.

This Tiann Mountain was precisely where Taihao Sword Sect was located.

Cheng Guang nodded and said, "Then go ahead, Dad, I don’t think there’ll be any accidents along the way."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly and stood up to leave.