Chapter 6  Su Ming’s Indifference! The Saintess Accompanies Him at Night?

“Qin Yingluo greets the Son of the Demon Emperor.”

At this moment, Qin Yingluo bowed respectfully.

“What is it?”

Su Ming responded indifferently.

Qin Yingluo’s expression froze slightly. This cold and distant attitude wasn’t what she had expected. She had thought that Su Ming, upon seeing her, would show fiery passion in his eyes and be emotionally stirred.

Then, with just a little coaxing, she could provoke this young and proud imperial son. With their arrogant and unruly nature, protecting her sect should have been an easy matter. However, things had gone wrong from the start.

From the look of him, Su Ming didn’t even seem to see her?

“I humbly request the imperial son to help save our Cangyun Dao Sect.”

Qin Yingluo gritted her teeth and said directly.

“Save you?”

Su Ming smiled faintly.

“Yes, that’s right…”

Just as Qin Yingluo was about to explain further—Su Ming coldly tossed out two words.

“Give me a reason?”

His gaze was disdainful, his expression stern, his posture arrogant—he didn’t regard Qin Yingluo as important at all. Qin Yingluo suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, a little stunned.

Su Ming had already thought through how he would deal with Qin Yingluo. The legendary Saintess of Cangyun was known to be a classic ice-cold beauty—Always aloof, with a haughty personality.

If it weren’t for the life-or-death situation of the sect. She wouldn’t have come to him in person, even if he was the son of the Demon Emperor.

But since she had come—A saintess, putting on airs before him?

In these Three Thousand Great Worlds, few could match Su Ming in arrogance.

You’re cold? I’ll be even colder.

If you want me to act, you must bow and obey.

“…Our Cangyun Dao Sect is willing to offer countless spiritual treasures and materials for your use.”

Qin Yingluo paused slightly before speaking.

“Treasure?”

Su Ming smirked faintly.

“Does your Cangyun Dao Sect possess any ten-thousand-year immortal materials?”

“…No.”

“An ultimate-grade imperial weapon?”

“None…”

“Ancient Dao techniques?”

“N-No.”

With each question Su Ming asked, Qin Yingluo’s heart sank further. His implication was clear. There was nothing in Cangyun Dao Sect worth his attention.

Su Ming was the son of the Demon Emperor—The Wujii Demon Palace had an ancient and endless legacy, lasting for millions of years.

It had produced countless emperors and held terrifying resources—what rare material hadn’t he seen?

Even if the Cangyun Dao Sect gave up everything, it wouldn’t be enough to catch his eye.

“If you have nothing to offer, I’ll ask one more time…”

“What’s your reason?”

The same three words, but this time Su Ming’s tone suddenly turned cold and severe. Qin Yingluo, standing before him, felt a wave of oppressive force crash over her. Her body swayed, face pale, barely managing to stay upright.

“Our Cangyun Dao Sect is willing to revere you as master for generations to come.”

A trace of mockery appeared on Su Ming’s face.

“You think your Cangyun Dao Sect is even qualified to bargain with me?”

“If I say nothing, your sect will be ash within three days.”

“A trivial Dao Sect—does whether or not it calls me master even matter?”

His cold and ruthless words left Qin Yingluo frozen in place. Only now did she deeply realize the vast chasm between them.

Su Ming was a heaven-blessed genius, the son of the Demon Emperor, with overwhelming strength and boundless influence.

And she…

Though a saintess with many admirers. To Su Ming, her proud Cangyun Dao Sect. A sect with a legacy spanning ten thousand years—was no more than a roadside pebble, completely insignificant.

Without stepping into the Emperor Realm, everything was just dust!

Their strength wasn’t even on the same scale.

“I…”

Qin Yingluo’s frail body trembled slightly, and for a long while, she couldn’t speak. Only now did she realize how ridiculous and laughable her previous plans were.

The Su Ming before her wasn’t someone she was qualified to negotiate with. So this was the son of an emperor?

Unfathomable and unpredictable.

She didn’t even have the qualifications to stand and speak as an equal. Su Ming took in her dazed and helpless expression, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“If you want me to save your Cangyun Dao Sect, you only have one choice…”

Qin Yingluo suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

“You must obey me unconditionally.”

Su Ming’s tone was calm, but the words struck like a hammer, shaking Qin Yingluo’s heart to its core.

At that moment, she felt as if Su Ming had grown to a towering height, like a giant standing atop a mountain peak. He no longer seemed like the son of the Demon Emperor—he was the Demon Emperor.

The majesty of a demonic sovereign—Unchallengeable, inviolable, and irresistible. Only obedience was allowed. Qin Yingluo’s body trembled, though she still harbored a trace of unwillingness and struggle in her heart.

Hmm?

Truly a heroine blessed with destiny—her will was firm. Su Ming was somewhat surprised. He had just used a sliver of power from the Primordial True Demon Heart. That overwhelming pressure—she hadn’t instantly submitted?

“I… If Yingluo stays with you tonight… would you be willing to save the Cangyun Dao Sect?”

Qin Yingluo bit her lip, face pale, seemingly summoning all her strength to speak in a trembling voice…

[Realm Hierarchy: Body Refinement, Qi Control, Divine Sea, Spirit Passage, Profound Cave, Myriad Laws, Nether Sea, Annihilation, Pathwalking, Divine Path, Emperor Realm].

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