Ancient Supreme Demon System: The Strongest Existence

“So it’s this thing.”  

“No wonder Fang Yuhan’s cultivation is advancing so quickly.”  

Su Ming couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.  

The growth speed of a child of destiny was truly shocking.  

The potential of the Yellow Spring Diagram seemed limitless.  

As his cultivation improved, the benefits he gained from it would only increase.  

If Fang Yuhan had another two years, he might be able to unravel most of the Yellow Spring Diagram’s secrets.  

By then, he would have inherited the Yellow Spring Emperor’s legacy and mastered the techniques of the Yellow Spring Dao.  

With the Yellow Spring Diagram beneath his feet, even Su Ming would not be able to crush him so easily.  

“Fortunately, he hasn’t grown too strong yet in strength, but reached skies in arrogance.”  

Su Ming glanced at Fang Yuhan’s luck value, only 400 points remained.  

“I still need a way to finish him off in one strike.”  

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, deep in thought.  

The Yellow Spring Diagram was a valuable treasure, and Su Ming had long coveted it.  

Only by depleting Fang Yuhan’s fortune value below 100 would he have the opportunity to seize it.  

*Knock, knock, knock!*

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.  

“Yingluo, go open the door.”  

Su Ming had already sensed who the visitor was.  

He instructed Qin Yingluo, who was focused on studying the ice cultivation technique.  

Qin Yingluo stood up properly and walked toward the door.  

Outside, Fang Qingxue, dressed in a light blue martial robe, looked slightly uneasy.  

Her outfit remained as simple and capable as ever, exuding an elegant air.  

Her long, slender legs, paired with her cold yet exquisite face, carried an aura of dominance.  

At this moment, a hint of nervousness appeared on Fang Qingxue’s face.  

Clearly, knocking on Su Ming’s door late at night made her feel uneasy.

When the door opened and she saw Qin Yingluo standing there, she was momentarily stunned.  

Then, she became even more flustered.  

“I… I didn’t know Miss Qin was here. I… I’ll leave right away…”  

Fang Qingxue’s cheeks turned cherry red.  

She suddenly realized that it was late at night, and Qin Yingluo was alone with the Demonic Emperor’s Son.  

Was she interrupting something inappropriate?  

“Oh? So you’re saying that if I weren’t here, you’d feel more at ease being alone with him?”  

Qin Yingluo chuckled, her smile carrying a teasing edge.  

“No, that’s not what I meant!”  

Fang Qingxue’s face turned as red as a sunset, and she quickly waved her hands in denial.  

At that moment, Su Ming’s helpless voice rang out.  

“Alright, stop teasing her. Qingxue, come in.”  

Qin Yingluo puffed up her cheeks slightly, feeling a hint of jealousy over the Emperor’s Son’s partiality.  

Then she led Fang Qingxue inside.  

Fang Qingxue kept her head down, filled with nervousness.  

As she walked into the palace hall, she sneaked a glance at the Demonic Emperor’s Son.  

She saw Su Ming sitting on a chair, just setting down a jade scroll.  

His lips curved in a gentle smile, his presence warm and graceful.  

A thought suddenly surfaced in Fang Qingxue’s mind,  

"A noble man, as flawless as jade, unmatched in the world."  

This was the perfect description of the Demon Emperor’s Son.  

“Qingxue, what brings you here?”  

Su Ming asked with a slight smile.  

Just that smile alone made people feel at ease.  

“I came to thank the Emperor’s Son. If it weren’t for you speaking up today, Fang Yuhan might not have survived.”  

Fang Qingxue gathered her courage and spoke.  

“It was nothing.”  

Su Ming smiled. “I told you before, speaking up is just a small effort for me.”  

Hearing his gentle response, Fang Qingxue’s face turned slightly red.  

“The Emperor’s Son mentioned an interest in swordsmanship today.”  

She then took out a stack of jade scrolls, her voice hesitant and nervous.  

“These… These are my insights on swordsmanship from over the years.”  

“My skills are weak, and they may not be of much help to the Emperor’s Son, but this is the only way I can express my gratitude.”  

Fang Qingxue felt both humble and careful.  

She had thought for a long time about how to properly express her appreciation.  

But she had no special skills to offer.  

She had devoted herself entirely to cultivation, yet she couldn’t even find a way to thank the Emperor’s Son.  

After much hesitation, she finally gathered her courage and brought these insights.  

But… thinking it over, the Emperor’s Son was, after all, the noble heir of the Infinite Demon Palace.  

What kind of divine and heavenly techniques had he not seen before?  

If he truly wanted to learn swordsmanship, even powerful figures at the Divine Dao Realm would eagerly offer themselves as teachers.  

Her little collection… was probably worthless in his eyes.  

A wave of anxiety rushed over her, and she regretted her impulsiveness.  

But the next moment, she heard an unexpectedly joyful voice.  

“That’s wonderful.”  

Su Ming looked delighted, his smile warm and sincere.  

“People rarely share their swordsmanship insights so freely.”  

“This gift of yours is quite valuable to me.”  

Su Ming’s expression showed genuine appreciation as he took the jade scrolls, without a trace of disdain.  

Fang Qingxue watched him carefully.  

His reaction was real, not an act.  

She sighed in relief and felt genuinely happy.  

The Emperor’s Son… was truly a good person!  

On the side, Qin Yingluo silently observed everything, pursing her lips.  

She had personally witnessed Su Ming’s terrifying strength, just a divine light from his forehead had easily suppressed Ye Chen.  

With such an unfathomable level of cultivation, did he truly need Fang Qingxue’s mere swordsmanship insights?  

“This poor girl… She’s going to be conquered by the Prince soon.”  

Qin Yingluo sighed inwardly, feeling a tinge of jealousy.  

The girl was inexperienced. Just a few words from the Emperor’s Son, and her heart was already swayed.  

But then… Qin Yingluo thought of herself.  

Whether his favor was real or not…  

For the women of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, receiving recognition and praise from the Emperor’s Son was already an immense honor.  

She wished he could keep “deceiving” her forever.  

As long as she could stay by his side, did it really matter if his affection was genuine?  

Her thoughts drifted as she glanced at the jade scroll in her hand.  

She had to master the Ice Profound Dao Body as soon as possible!  

The number of women around the Prince was growing, and Qin Yingluo felt an increasing sense of urgency.  

Meanwhile, Su Ming invited Fang Qingxue to sit beside him, carefully studying the jade scrolls while asking her questions.  

The two shared an amicable atmosphere, appearing incredibly in sync.  

Just then, a system notification sounded in Su Ming’s mind.  

[Ding! Fang Qingxue has developed feelings for the host. Fang Yuhan’s luck value has decreased by 500 points. The host has gained 1,000 points of Demonic Charm.]

Upon hearing this, Su Ming’s smile grew even more sincere.  

This woman wasn’t just giving him swordsmanship insights, she was serving him charm points decorated in a plate...