My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

The two old men were still whispering to each other.

“Hei, listen to me, there’s definitely something off about this young man. Li Er, that damned dog shit, even gave him the Saint Monk’s Buddhist Robes, which he respects the most.”

“What is Li Er planning to do?”

“A mere mortal daring to ‘Fight for Heaven’ is one thing, but we have to lend him a helping hand, not knowing whether he’s the fool or we are.”

“Enough, enough, don’t think about it too much. After the collapse of the underworld, where else can we, the Yin Gods, have any space to exist? It’s only this Library built of locust rosewood that can accommodate us now.”

“The final battle for the Dao has nothing to do with the two of us. Whether Li Er wins or loses, all I need is for the order of this world to be restored.”

“Alas, we Yin Gods have long been rejected by the world; who knows how many Yin Gods are still out there.”

“You better stop thinking about it. If the two small fry like us have survived, those Hall Masters surely have their own means of saving themselves.”

The white-haired old man and the black-haired old man were talking back and forth, not paying too much attention to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang didn’t mind.

Holding the Buddhist Robes, he examined them closely for a moment.

In his eyes,

Wisps of golden light seemed to be emanating from the robes.

There wasn’t much of the Evil Aura around them, unlike those around the jade pillars on the first floor of the Library.

What’s the situation here?

What’s the condition of these Buddhist Robes?

Why did Zhou Qingxu turn pale after just touching them?

Is there a problem with the Buddhist Robes, or with me?

Or is Zhou Qingxu the one with the problem?

Cheng Guang was a bit perplexed again.

Regardless,

The Buddhist Robes posed no threat to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang wasn’t in a rush to find out the use of the Buddhist Robes; instead, he prepared to go up to the second floor first.

Since the Great Tang Emperor had given him the Thousand-Character Token, he naturally couldn’t waste it.

Cheng Guang slowly walked towards the end of the corridor.

Zhou Qingxu stood still, not following Cheng Guang forward.

His qualifications did not allow him to accompany Cheng Guang to the second floor.

Zhou Qingxu could only stand in place, watching Cheng Guang leave.

As Cheng Guang’s figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, a hint of envy emerged in Zhou Qingxu’s eyes.

Zhou Qingxu was truly envious.

Each of the Twelve Sect Leaders only had a Hundred Character Token.

But Cheng Guang,

Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, had just joined Great Tang, and the senior had already awarded him a Thousand-Character Token.

It’s truly maddening to compare oneself to others.

Zhou Qingxu inexplicably felt a little emo.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves and slowly let out a sigh.

……

Cheng Guang walked through the great door.

He was watched all the way by the black-haired and white-haired old men.

Although Cheng Guang didn’t feel uncomfortable being watched,

As the Duke of the State’s Heir, wherever he went, he was the center of attention. Cheng Guang was accustomed to such matters.

So Cheng Guang subconsciously thought that even here,

Being watched by the black-haired and white-haired old men, he wouldn’t care.

But as it turned out,

He was overthinking it.

The scrutiny from the black-haired and white-haired old men was overwhelmingly oppressive to Cheng Guang.

Especially since the two of them were lying stiff within the walls, with only their eyeballs constantly moving, staring at him.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat all over his body.

Just when Cheng Guang was about to lose his patience and wanted to say something,

The black-haired and white-haired old men timely withdrew their gaze.

Their bodies faded away gradually.

Although Cheng Guang didn’t know why the black-haired and white-haired old men suddenly stopped staring at him, he still felt relieved.

He reached the second floor.

The scenery on the second floor was similar to the first.

But there were fewer rooms.

Around the jade pillars in the rooms, there were more intricate traces than in the rooms on the first floor.

Some ink strokes appeared chaotically painted, yet vaguely formed a pattern resembling chains,

Sealing the contents on top of the jade pillars tightly.

Even without entering the rooms, just by looking at the pillars, Cheng Guang felt a twinge in his heart.

Whispers filled his ears,

Swarming and almost driving one to madness.

Cheng Guang listened to the murmurs around him, yet they did not affect him much, as the Fruits of Path to Divinity in his mind were shining with light.

A clear chant of Buddhist hymn rose,

And the murmuring in Cheng Guang’s ears gradually weakened, and in a short period of time, he could no longer feel any whispers.

At this time, looking again at the objects in the second floor’s jade pillars, Cheng Guang was no longer affected.

The Evil Aura he had felt previously had completely vanished.

There was no trace left at all.

The porcelain and fans on top of the jade pillars now seemed utterly ordinary.

“Is this…”

“Could it be that I can’t sense the Evil Aura from these objects because of my Saint Dao Fruit?”

“Now that the Heavenly Dao is tainted, my Saint Dao Fruit must also be contaminated, and severely so. Why am I not affected at all?”

“Or is it that I’m actually affected, just not aware of it myself?”