Chapter 10 Harvesting Charm Points! Ye Chen’s Ominous Premonition!
“Heh… your constitution issue, if you want to fix it… actually, it’s quite simple.”
Su Ming smiled faintly as he spoke.
Qin Yingluo’s spirit lifted, looking at Su Ming with hopeful eyes. Her constitution had always troubled her.
It made peaceful cultivation a luxury, and her martial progress had long since stagnated. And now, this son of the Demon Emperor was saying it was simple?
Su Ming casually waved his hand.
A ball of green light exploded, and then a jade slip slowly appeared in his palm.
“Your sacred physique is quite impressive in the cultivation world.”
“But the reason you can’t control it is simple—your cultivation technique is too weak to match your physique, which leads to backlash…”
“Coincidentally, this son of the emperor happens to possess an ice-type cultivation method, at the Heaven-grade level.”
Su Ming spoke casually, as if it was nothing.
Hearing that, Qin Yingluo’s heart trembled. Such a top-tier technique, and he just pulled it out like it was no big deal?
Take her sect, Cangyun Dao Sect, for example.
Even with its ancient history and millennia of heritage, it only had one Heaven-grade technique. And that one wasn’t even compatible with her constitution. Yet now, Su Ming presented one so effortlessly!
Was this the unfathomable power of the Demon Domain?
Qin Yingluo hesitated.
“What? Not interested?”
Su Ming raised an eyebrow.
This technique wasn’t from the Wuji Demon Palace. Even if they had it in their inventory, it might not have suited her body. He had just exchanged for it from the system shop.
It was a Heaven-grade technique called “Nine Yin Frost Cold Physique”. While technically Heaven-grade, there was a vast gulf between techniques of the same tier. This one had harsh restrictions—it only worked with the Ice Profound Physique, so its value wasn’t considered high. Therefore, Su Ming had only needed to spend 1,000 Demon Lord Charm Points.
Qin Yingluo gave a bitter smile.
“Such a precious technique… I fear I’m not worthy of it.”
“You don’t need to overthink it. Since I’m willing to give it to you, naturally I have my reasons.”
Su Ming said in a calm tone.
“You were born with the Ice Profound Physique. Combined with this technique, the power of your body will be fully realized.”
“At that point, if you maintain your purity and dual cultivate with me, my cultivation will benefit greatly.”
Upon hearing that, Qin Yingluo blushed, her beauty difficult to describe.
“Of course, you can always refuse.”
Su Ming added, his expression indifferent.
Solving her constitution issue would be ideal, of course. But if she accepted, she would effectively become Su Ming’s woman.
“Don’t tell me you have unresolved feelings with that Ye Chen?”
Su Ming said with a half-smile.
That name caused a flicker of hesitation to flash in Qin Yingluo’s eyes.
“You jest, my lord. Junior Brother Ye Chen did once mention he might have a way to fully resolve my issue.”
But she quickly shook her head, her expression resolute.
“However, I’ve never had a close relationship with him… we’re merely fellow disciples, acquaintances at best.”
Her words were open and sincere, with no sign of deceit. Su Ming could tell. It seemed the two of them didn’t have any real emotional progress yet. That made things even easier.
Su Ming smiled and handed her the jade slip.
“Keep it. I’ll give you three days to consider. Tell me your decision then.”
Qin Yingluo dazedly accepted the jade slip, her face full of disbelief. This was a Heaven-grade technique!
And the Demon Prince just handed it to her?
Wasn’t he worried she might secretly copy it and then refuse him?
Qin Yingluo felt utterly confused. Su Ming, however, saw right through her expression. But he wasn’t concerned. He already had a good sense of how this would play out.
First, he used subtle pressure to unsettle her. Then came this move—soft and hard tactics combined, both kindness and authority. Even if she didn’t immediately submit, her heart was already stirred. With just a bit more effort, Qin Yingluo would inevitably fall into his grasp.
At that moment, a system notification chimed in his mind.
“Host has gained 2,000 Demon Lord Charm Points.”].
Su Ming smiled—this was a huge gain. Especially considering Ye Chen had just lost 100 Fortune Points in one go.
Su Ming knew full well—as the Son of Fortune, every bit of fortune was critical. Each point lost meant Su Ming was one step closer to completely suppressing and harvesting Ye Chen.
“Ye Chen, oh Ye Chen… I’m honestly starting to look forward to your return.”
Su Ming’s eyes sparkled with a wicked charm, his whole demeanor exuding an unexplainable allure, making the beauty beside him lose herself in a daze.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, among a range of encircling mountains, Atop a tree branch stood a heroic, commanding figure.
Ye Chen suddenly sneezed, brows furrowed.
“Huh? Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling…”