Ancient Supreme Demon System: The Strongest Existence

*Buzz...!*

A surge of cultivation insights poured into his mind, and these basic-level Dao techniques didn’t even require the use of the Primal True Demon Heart’s power.  

After just a brief moment of comprehension, Su Ming had already memorized it in his heart.  

After about the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, a completely spiritual and energy-concentrated celestial silkworm appeared in the palm of Su Ming’s hand.  

"Quite interesting."  

"This immortal silkworm is harmless, able to mimic the energy of others, making it hard to detect." 

"And it has no offensive power, but... it is enough for use."  

Just then, a maid’s voice was heard outside, announcing that Saintess Cangyun wished to see him.  

"Let her in," Su Ming said with an indifferent expression.

A moment later, Qin Yingluo entered the room, stepping lightly with graceful movements. 

Qin Yingluo’s beauty was stunning, her features exquisite, and her appearance remarkable.  

At that moment, her demeanor was elegant, and her figure swayed as she stepped into the room.  

Even though she wore a loose white gown, it was clear she had a graceful figure and delicate curves.  

She truly was a rare beauty. 

"Greetings, Your Highness."  

Qin Yingluo approached and gave a slight bow.  

"Mm."  

Su Ming glanced at her.  

Qin Yingluo seemed a bit nervous, lowering her head slightly and whispering, "Your Highness still remembers what was said yesterday?"  

"What words?"  

Su Ming spoke indifferently.  

Qin Yingluo was momentarily speechless, and a trace of grievance flashed across her delicate face. 

She had a naturally proud nature, and if it weren’t for Su Ming, she would never willingly be a maid.  

However, even so... asking her to say such things still caused some inner struggle.  

But Su Ming had no intention of showing her any sympathy.  

His cold, indifferent eyes stared at Qin Yingluo like a devil.

That gaze was calm and emotionless, devoid of warmth.  

Qin Yingluo trembled inside and instantly came to her senses.  

Indeed...  

She was just a maid to the Prince now; what dignity could she still have?

[A/N: Qin Yingluo will use the 'Prince' term towards Su Ming from now on, since she's become a maid of him] 

With that thought, Qin Yingluo slowly knelt down.  

Kneeling in front of Su Ming, her clear, cold voice rang out: "I, Qin Yingluo, willingly become the Prince’s maid, please show mercy."  

The proud Saintess of Cangyun had completely submitted, with no other thoughts left.  

Seeing this, Su Ming smiled slightly, his expression softening.  

"Have you thought it through? Once you agree, there will be no turning back."  

"I have thought it through."  

"From today on, Yingluo will follow the Prince's orders." 

The Saintess of Cangyun raised her head slightly, her long neck like that of a swan, shining with a gentle glow.  

"Get up."  

Su Ming said with a faint smile.  

"May I begin cultivating the techniques the Prince bestowed upon me?"  

Qin Yingluo obediently walked to his side and asked softly.  

"Of course."  

Su Ming nodded.  

"Since they are for you, then cultivate them well."  

"Yes."  

"Yingluo will diligently cultivate and soon reach the Profound Cave Realm, so that she can... Dual... cultivate with the Prince."  

Qin Yingluo's delicate cheek turned slightly pink, and she spoke softly.  

When she said the last two words, her eyes sparkled with shyness.  

Anyone who saw this would feel heartbroken. 

The proud and cold Saintess of Cangyun, a beauty famous across the three realms, now had such a shy and intimate appearance.  

Su Ming couldn't help but be moved inside.  

He gently lifted her chin, quickly regained his composure, and smiled, "I look forward to it."  

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly Su Ming thought of something.  

"By the way, there is one more thing I need you to do..."  

Inside the palace, Su Ming carefully instructed Qin Yingluo.  

As the instructions grew, Qin Yingluo’s lips slightly parted, her eyes filled with surprise and fear, and she nodded repeatedly.  

A few minutes later, Qin Yingluo exited the palace.  

Her steps were hurried, and as she walked down the corridor, she couldn’t help but look back at the palace.  

Remembering Su Ming’s earlier instructions, a shiver ran through her heart, but her resolve grew even stronger.  

Indeed...  

This man, no matter what happens, must never be made an enemy!  

...  

Meanwhile, in the back mountain of the Cangyun Dao Sect.  

There was a natural fire cave here, containing earth fire, an ideal place for confinement,  

used by the Cangyun Dao Sect to imprison those who had made mistakes.  

In the hot, scalding prison cave, Ye Chen sat on the ground, his eyes vacant.  

He no longer had the arrogance from before.

His face was pale, his hair disheveled, and he looked like a madman.  

"Why is this happening..."  

Ye Chen muttered, his voice filled with resentment and confusion.  

This shouldn’t be happening!  

He shouldn’t be in this place!  

He was the son of destiny, born humble yet carrying great fortune, otherwise, how could he be aided by the Divine Talisman Stone Tower?

Throughout his cultivation journey, Ye Chen had faced numerous setbacks and challenges.  

But no matter how powerful his opponents, he had always triumphed in the end!  

Each time he stomped on the faces of evil beings, Ye Chen appeared righteous on the surface, but inside, he was immensely pleased.  

This was the life that suited him best.  

But this time...  

He recalled the epic divine light in Su Ming’s forehead.  

Looking down from a high position, without the slightest trace of compassion, like a supreme being. 

In that moment, Ye Chen’s heart trembled, and his ambitious mindset shifted subtly.  

"Su Ming..."  

Ye Chen’s voice was filled with venom, wishing he could tear Su Ming apart.  

If it weren't for him, Ye Chen would have already gained fame, harvested prestige, and become someone superior.  

Give him three more years... just three more years.  

Ye Chen had enough confidence to rival Su Ming’s strength!  

By then, what would the Infinite Demon Palace be? With his own strength, he could overthrow it!  

But now... Ye Chen looked at his ruined state.  

His meridians were crippled, and his hands and feet were chained with Fire Jade Chains.

These chains could seal spiritual power, preventing him from exerting any strength.  

Even in his prime, breaking free would have been a challenge, let alone now when he was half-disabled.  

"Then there’s the Cangyun Dao Sect..."  

"Qin Canghai!"  

"Qin Yingluo!!"  

He muttered the names one by one, his voice full of bone-chilling murderous intent.

These people should have been on his side!  

But now, they had all become sycophantic, helping the evil, and were all worthy of death!  

"Wait until I get out, wait until my cultivation improves, then you all will die!!"