Ancient Supreme Demon System: The Strongest Existence

"Let's begin."  

Su Ming casually said.  

His expression appeared somewhat lazy, seemingly uninterested.  

At this moment, as Su Ming's words fell,  

Yuhua Master also stood up and announced the official start of the sect competition.  

Immediately, countless disciples swarmed into the martial arena.  

Each disciple was full of energy, charging forward heroically, with battle cries ringing out one after another.  

Compared to previous competitions, this sect competition was even more intense.  

Everyone wanted to showcase themselves.  

As a result, all kinds of killer moves emerged one after another, and various divine abilities were displayed effortlessly.  

Every time they executed a move, they would glance at the viewing platform, hoping to gain recognition and praise from that great supreme figure.  

Even if they were lucky enough to be noticed, even if just a little was bestowed upon them by the Demon Emperor’s Son, be it pills, techniques, or divine abilities... any of these would be enough for them to benefit endlessly.  

Unfortunately... Su Ming’s mind was clearly not on the viewing platform.  

The battles of these disciples were too ordinary, most were merely in the Divine Sea Realm, with mediocre strength.  

Moreover, there was no fluctuation of luck, indicating that they were all ultimate side characters.  

"Prince, what are you thinking about?"  

Qin Yingluo leaned over, her soft and cool little hand peeling a fresh grape, bringing it to Su Ming's lips, lightly brushing them before withdrawing.  

Su Ming smacked his lips, glancing at her sideways.  

Heh... this Cangyun Saintess was getting bolder.  

"Thinking about what?"  

Su Ming appeared lazy.  

"You don't seem like someone interested in such low-level battles. I thought you would refuse yesterday."  

Qin Yingluo asked curiously.  

After these past few days of interaction, Qin Yingluo believed she had a certain understanding of Su Ming.  

He was someone who disliked wasting time, and he did everything with his own considerations and purpose.  

Despite Su Ming's extravagant lifestyle, appearing like a playboy indulging in pleasure, every time Qin Yingluo looked into Su Ming's eyes, she could see their clarity.  

He was clearly not lost in indulgence.  

If he wasn't enjoying himself, then his willingness to spend time on this competition must have another reason.  

Qin Yingluo had no idea that Su Ming had always lived under the shadow of the Child of Luck.  

He had no time to waste, every moment of indulgence only brought him closer to death.  

Therefore, he carefully considered everything and seized every opportunity.  

"What, are you trying to guess my thoughts?"  

Su Ming smiled inscrutably.  

"I wouldn't dare."  

Qin Yingluo's face changed, quickly lowering her head.  

"Alright, no need to be so nervous."  

Su Ming waved his hand.  

This little girl was clever and thoughtful.  

Su Ming didn't mind people like that, as long as they were loyal.  

After all, as a superior, having a peerless beauty who constantly tried to understand and please you...  

Who would refuse such a thing?  

"Even if you say not to be nervous, Yingluo is just a small maid. My life and death are at your mercy, Prince. How could I not be nervous?"  

Qin Yingluo said pitifully.  

"Heh... you've even learned to tease me now."  

Su Ming lightly patted her waist, making Qin Yingluo blush and quickly glance around.  

But the surrounding elders and sect masters were all focused on their own matters, not looking in this direction at all.  

Joking aside, these old foxes knew very well what they should and shouldn't see.  

At this moment, in the martial arena, a woman stepped onto the stage.  

She wielded a cold sword, her strikes swift as wind and thunder.  

Silver-white lightning flashed, divine abilities manifested, and she fought fiercely against her opponent.  

As the battle reached a stalemate, the woman let out a delicate shout.  

Her snow-white sword pointed skyward, drawing lightning down in a single slash, overwhelming and magnificent.  

With this strike, she instantly shattered her opponent's martial weapon and divine ability, displaying astonishing power.  

The battle ended cleanly and decisively within the time it took to drink a cup of tea.  

"Oh?"  

"Who is this?"  

Su Ming glanced over and casually asked.  

Hearing the question, Yuhua Master's spirit lifted.  

He had noticed earlier that the Demon Emperor’s Son seemed uninterested, which made him uneasy.  

He was worried that the Demon Emperor’s Son wouldn't take interest in any disciples. Now, at last, there was someone who caught his attention.  

"This is a direct disciple of the Divine Transformation Peak, named Fang Qingxue!"  

"She has mastered one of our sect’s top ten divine abilities, the Thunder Edict Sword. Her talent is outstanding."  

Yuhua Master quickly replied with a smile.  

Fang?  

Su Ming keenly caught onto the name.  

A woman from the Fang family.  

With this appearance, this figure, this temperament...  

If she had nothing to do with that Child of Luck, Fang Yuhan, Su Ming wouldn't believe it.  

"This woman has good talent."  

Su Ming’s mind turned swiftly, smiling slightly.  

Yuhua Master's eyes lit up, immediately understanding Su Ming’s meaning.  

Just then, the battle had ended, so he stood up and spoke.  

"Fang Qingxue, come to the viewing platform."  

Yuhua Master's calm voice rang out.  

Fang Qingxue, who had just defeated her opponent and was about to leave, was momentarily stunned.  

She quickly realized that the sect leader had called her to the main viewing platform?  

She looked from afar, and when she saw the Demon Emperor’s Son's gaze directed at her, her delicate face turned tense.  

Not daring to delay, she immediately flew over.  

"Fang Qingxue?"  

"The Demon Emperor’s Son took an interest in her?"  

"So envious!"  

Countless disciples on the other viewing platforms were filled with jealousy.  

Yuhua Master directly calling her name must mean it was not the sect leader who wanted to see her, but rather the Emperor’s Son.  

If she could be favored by the Demon Emperor’s Son, that would be a fortune cultivated over several lifetimes. Who knew what kind of opportunity it might bring?  

Countless eyes followed her in envy, wishing they had been the ones called instead.  

On the Divine Transformation Peak's viewing platform, Fang Yuhan, witnessing this scene, wore a dark expression.  

"What exactly is this Su Ming trying to do!"  

Jealousy and anxiety surged in his heart.  

Fang Qingxue should be mine!  

In the past, Fang Yuhan was confident that in the entire Yuhua Immortal Sect, no one was worthy of Fang Qingxue.  

Only he, Fang Yuhan, had the qualifications to stand beside her.  

But with Su Ming's sudden appearance, and now calling Fang Qingxue directly, Fang Yuhan felt a sense of urgency and an even deeper hatred for Su Ming.  

"What damn Demon Domain Emperor’s Son... Sooner or later, I'll trample him underfoot!"  

Fang Yuhan's face twisted with malice.  

On the other side, Fang Qingxue cautiously landed on the viewing platform.  

Yuhua Master smiled and said,  

"Emperor’s Son, Fang Qingxue is here."