My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

At that moment,

Wu Ling let out a sigh and said,

"After this incident, I may be able to gain the recognition of many ministers in the Court."

"In the future, I might even ascend to the throne and become the Empress of Great Zhou."

"When that time comes, I can promise that I won't be like my father. As long as the Great Zhou Dynasty exists, Duke Zhen's Mansion will remain. You need not worry about me, nor do you need to deliberately keep your distance from me."

"I'll be taking my leave first."

Wu Ling spoke softly, her tone devoid of much emotion, yet it sounded far from flat.

It seemed that Wu Ling had suppressed all her emotions in her heart.

and simply did not show them.

Wu Ling quickly departed.

Cheng Guang raised his eyes to watch Wu Ling leave, then turned his gaze to Wu Mengde.

His brows slightly furrowed.

Just as he was about to stomp Wu Mengde to death,

a flash of enlightenment crossed Cheng Guang's mind.

He suddenly realized,

"Could it be that the system has not yet determined that my mission is complete because it considers Wu Mengde a man bound to die?"

"How could a dead man possibly become a future Emperor of Great Yuan?"

"Is the system still expecting me to spare him??"

As Cheng Guang pondered this, he found the situation increasingly intriguing and decided to test it. He slightly lifted his foot,

releasing Wu Mengde.

Wu Mengde felt the enormous force that had been pressing on his face, as if deforming his skull, rapidly receding.

Instantly, Wu Mengde felt considerable relief in his face.

Before he could recover,

Wu Mengde heard an incredibly gentle voice beside his ear,

"You may go now."

Hearing these words, Wu Mengde felt a surge of strength fill his body and looked up incredulously at Cheng Guang.

"Princely Heir, are you serious?"

Cheng Guang simply furrowed his brows in response, "Are you going to leave or not?"

"If you don't, shall I take action?"

As he spoke,

Cheng Guang started to gather a white glow in his palm.

Seeing this, Wu Mengde was taken aback and, not daring to say more, hastily got up, rubbing his face, and ran awkwardly but quickly towards the distance.

Just as he was about to reach the ship's railing,

Wu Mengde's step halted, and he stomped hard on the deck, ready to transform into a streak of light and flee into the distance.

Suddenly,

an invisible, tremendous force swept towards him from all directions.

Wu Mengde panicked, trying instinctively to break free.

But what he did not expect was that the more he struggled, the tighter the invisible force around him bound him.

In just a moment,

Wu Mengde felt he could no longer breathe.

Wu Mengde hurriedly twisted his head to look around,

trying to identify who the assailant was.

But around the Flying Boat,

he did not see any figure other than Cheng Guang.

Then, Wu Mengde suddenly twisted around to face Cheng Guang, as though he knew who the perpetrator was.

"Princely Heir, do you not keep your word??"

Wu Mengde gazed at Cheng Guang with a bewildered expression,

completely baffled by Cheng Guang's intentions.

But Cheng Guang did not direct his gaze at Wu Mengde.

Instead, he was focusing on something else,

because he had realized

that just as he prepared to let Wu Mengde go, the system's mission had suddenly been completed.

It seemed to him,

in the eyes of the system, as long as he let Wu Mengde return,

there was still a chance for Wu Mengde to inherit the throne of Great Yuan.

Therefore,

not to make good use of Wu Mengde, a potential future Emperor of Great Yuan, would indeed be a pity.

Thinking this, Cheng Guang extended his hand with a wave, instantly pulling the distant Wu Mengde to his side.

"This Princely Heir always keeps his promises. I just have a gift for you before you go."

Wu Mengde, rendered powerless before Cheng Guang, was like a chick with no ability to resist, completely at Cheng Guang's mercy.

"What gift?"

Wu Mengde asked subconsciously.

But then, he immediately wanted to smack his own mouth hard.

Damn it, what am I rambling about!!

Why would I ask the Princely Heir about a gift now? Isn't that just giving him an opening to continue this conversation?

Regretting his words, Wu Mengde hurried to say:

"Princely Heir, I don't want any gifts!!"

"I don't want any gifts at all!!"

Cheng Guang's expression darkened slightly, "You say you don't want it and that's it?"

Having said that,

Cheng Guang did not wait for Wu Mengde to react and pointed his fingers in the space at Wu Mengde's eyes.

At the same time,

Cheng Guang's own eyes began to emit a slightly devilish purple glow.

Charm Eyes!

Wu Mengde was originally shouting, but when his eyes met Cheng Guang's Charm Eyes, he instantly fell into a state of bewilderment.

Compared to ordinary people, Wu Mengde's cultivation and strength were quite formidable.

But compared to Cheng Guang,

they were insignificant.

Cheng Guang's current level of cultivation could be compared to that of a Sky-Man.

Even for a short time, the burst of power and strength he could unleash was even greater than that of an ordinary Sky-Man.

The power of the Charm Eyes, like an unreasonable torrent, took hold of Wu Mengde's entire mind regardless of what he was thinking internally.

With Cheng Guang's current usage of the Charm Eyes,

although he was still temporarily unable to control a Sky-Man, he could basically control anyone below that level accurately.

Moreover,

the Divine Power Marks left in the victim's Primordial Spirit by the Charm Eyes were now even more concealed.