Chapter 9  The Dao Sect Trembles! The Might of the Demon Emperor’s Son! He Intercepted the Opportunity!

The system shop was filled with dazzling treasures, densely packed on display. But most of them came with steep prices.

“So many treasures!”

Su Ming couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Among them were many items that—even someone at the level of his father, the Supreme Demon Emperor—might not easily possess.

“Looks like I need to double down on accumulating Demon Lord Charm Points!”

Su Ming silently made a firm decision in his heart. His thoughts drifted outward, and he recalled Qin Yingluo.

This woman, though she had already been disciplined by him and acknowledged her identity as his “maid,” it still wasn’t enough.

“Qin Yingluo is a key female lead tied closely to Ye Chen’s destiny plot.”

It’s not enough just to keep her by my side—I must make her completely submit.

A thought emerged in Su Ming’s heart.

Meanwhile, as Su Ming was refining the heart blood of the Ancestral Dragon of the Primordial Era, a sky-shaking phenomenon appeared. For a moment, countless disciples of the Cangyun Dao Sect were utterly shocked. The most shaken of all was, unsurprisingly, Qin Yingluo.

She was the closest to the scene, standing by the door—and was personally engulfed in the strange phenomenon. Qin Yingluo’s mind was already in turmoil from Su Ming’s relentless blows, leaving her spirit completely worn out.

But in an instant, that terrifying anomaly jolted her awake. The dragon’s power surged violently, and a sky-rending roar echoed. A soul-shaking pressure struck directly at her core.

At that moment, Qin Yingluo felt as if she had been swept into the eye of a storm. Even though she was the saintess of the Cangyun Sect, having reached the Tongyou realm with formidable strength, she couldn’t muster the slightest will to resist in the face of this power…

“T-this is the son of the Demon Emperor…?”

“So terrifying…”

Qin Yingluo felt dizzy as fine cold sweat beaded across her body in terror. Her heart was a mix of fear and admiration. Strange images involuntarily surfaced in her mind kneeling at Su Ming’s feet, trembling uncontrollably. Not from fear, but from a mysterious, indescribable pleasure.

Suddenly, her face changed drastically. A wave of extreme cold burst from within her body, instantly spreading throughout her.

Crack…!

A thin layer of frost rapidly formed over her snow-white skin.

“Not good.”

Qin Yingluo’s eyes filled with urgency.

Why now, of all times…

Qin Yingluo’s body was unique. The outside world only knew she had the Ice Profound Dao Physique, but in truth, her constitution far exceeded ordinary dao bodies and that brought complications.

The frost energy within her physique was too intense—her cultivation could no longer suppress it. Periodically, the cold soul energy would surge, attacking her spirit. The chill was so fierce it could crystallize on her skin as frost.

Even her father had no complete cure—only temporary suppression. Normally, she’d time it right—training early in the Flame Cavern to just barely endure the invasion of the cold soul.

But now, with the sect in chaos and Su Ming’s emotional blows, had her spirit slipped and timing gone awry?

Not good!

In an instant, the frost energy surged. Her internal organs and meridians froze in the blink of an eye, even stopping her from circulating her energy.

Qin Yingluo panicked, barely able to move. Her eyelids grew heavy—she could barely keep them open. If she lost consciousness now, even a Golden Immortal would struggle to save her.

Crack!

At that moment, the door suddenly burst open. Through her haze, Qin Yingluo vaguely saw a white-robed figure appear. His presence was ethereal, majestic—like a descending emperor. Especially the epic glow shining from his brow. In that instant, her spirit trembled.

“Interesting.”

Su Ming smiled faintly, then flicked his finger lightly.

Boom…!

With one strike, he pierced through space. The ice covering Qin Yingluo shattered in an instant, releasing her from the bone-chilling cold. An incredible power spread from Su Ming’s finger, melting all the ice within her meridians.

In her daze, Qin Yingluo instinctively clung to Su Ming. An hour later, she gradually regained consciousness only to find herself clinging to Su Ming in an extremely compromising position. Her face turned scarlet as she scrambled away.

“Y-your Highness, I… um…”

Qin Yingluo stammered, her aloof saintess demeanor completely gone.

“What happened to you?”

“I-it’s my Ice Profound Dao Physique… it mutated…”

She quickly explained her situation.

Su Ming pondered for a moment, then came to a realization. This situation—could it be that he had triggered Ye Chen’s plotline ahead of schedule?

For a character like Ye Chen to build intimacy with the saintess Qin Yingluo, it wouldn’t be easy. They would need a deeper encounter—perhaps some destined opportunity.

Could it be that the key was her special constitution and Ye Chen was supposed to help her overcome it?

Suddenly, Su Ming remembered something about Ye Chen. Didn’t he possess some treasure called the Extreme Ice Divine Talisman?

It seemed the development of their relationship hinged on that item. Unfortunately, Su Ming—the son of the Demon Emperor—had already made the first move. He smirked playfully.

Just as he was thinking of how to seize Qin Yingluo’s body and heart completely—wasn’t this the perfect opportunity?

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