Chapter 7: The Heart Blood of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon! Subduing Qin Yingluo!
Hmm...?
Was she offering herself up willingly?
Su Ming was momentarily stunned.
This development was completely unexpected.
His gaze quickly scanned Qin Yingluo.
At this moment, she no longer carried the cold and untouchable aura she had before.
Instead, she now had a fragile, pitiful look that stirred a deep sense of conquest in one's heart.
Her delicate features, eyes as clear as autumn waters, and graceful figure exuded an irresistible charm.
Even though she was wearing a long robe, it could not completely conceal her alluring curves.
However, Su Ming quickly snapped back to his senses.
He was not someone who acted on lust alone. He knew well what truly mattered.
"You think I care about your body?"
His eyes were sharp and full of clarity, carrying a trace of mockery.
"Qin Yingluo, are you too confident in your own charm?"
"If I truly wanted a woman, with just one word, do you know how many saintesses from sacred lands and noble daughters of ancient clans would travel across the Three Thousand Worlds just to throw themselves at me?"
"And yet, you think you alone are enough to make me act?"
Qin Yingluo's body trembled slightly, unable to find a single word to refute him.
Let alone the fact that Su Ming was the esteemed son of the Demon Emperor....
Even based purely on his unparalleled talent as the wielder of the Primal True Demon Heart, if news of his wish spreads, the number of people willing to serve him would be beyond count.
And now… even her greatest pride, her beauty, was unable to move this man?
At that thought, Qin Yingluo's eyes filled with despair.
In the past, she had always held herself in the highest regard, possessing absolute confidence.
She believed that as long as she was willing, she could make anyone in the world bow before her.
But tonight, facing Su Ming, she had been ruthlessly taught a lesson.
To the point where she even began to doubt herself.
Her face was filled with despair.
"I happen to need someone to serve tea, massage my shoulders, and kneel at my feet."
Su Ming tapped his fingers lightly, his expression calm.
A servant?
Qin Yingluo bit her lip, almost drawing blood.
She was the noble daughter of Cangyun, pursued by countless admirers across the Three Thousand Worlds.
And now, she was only worthy of being a mere servant?
All her confidence and pride crumbled in an instant.
Her slender figure wavered, as if a single gust of wind could knock her over.
Was this all she was worth?
The sound of tapping echoed again.
"I've had a long journey today. I'd like to soak my feet and relax."
Su Ming knocked on the table, his tone indifferent.
Qin Yingluo wanted to storm out in anger.
But in her mind, images of her father, the elders, and her fellow disciples who were fighting desperately for their survival surfaced.
Her eyelids trembled. In the end, she closed her beautiful eyes in resignation.
"I... I'll go get water..."
She stumbled as she walked toward the door.
A moment later, the sound of water splashing filled the room.
Su Ming remained seated on the grand jade chair, but now, a white-clad figure knelt before him.
Qin Yingluo sat on her knees, her delicate body trembling.
At this moment, she was gently washing Su Ming's feet with her slender hands.
If this scene were to spread, it would shock the world.
The noble daughter of Cangyun, a woman pursued by countless men, was actually kneeling and washing Su Ming's feet!
For Qin Yingluo, today's events were an immense humiliation.
Yet she had no power to resist, she could only endure it in silence.
And in that humiliation, a strange, inexplicable feeling began to rise within her.
Even she couldn't tell whether it was hatred or something else entirely.
[Ding! Successfully subdued a Five-Colored Fate Female as a servant. Mission complete.]
[Reward: Three drops of Primordial Ancestral Dragon's Heart Blood.]
[Ding! Host displayed dominance and cold ruthlessness, with sharp and overpowering words. Reward: 500 points of Demon Lord Charm.]
Two consecutive notification sounds echoed in his ears.
Su Ming's eyes brightened.
Finally, the moment had come!
Everything he had said and done earlier was meant to completely crush Qin Yingluo's psychological defenses, to make her willingly accept the identity of a mere servant, fulfilling his mission.
And now, the results were perfect!
"Stand up."
Su Ming spoke casually.
Qin Yingluo's frail body swayed.
Her delicate, beautiful face carried a trace of confusion, making her look even more pitiful.
Su Ming ignored her, his gaze already fixed on the reward, three drops of Primordial Ancestral Dragon's Heart Blood.
This was truly a treasure!
The power of dragons was one of the most fearsome forces in the vast Great Desolate World.
Though many dragon beasts in this world held little status, with major sects, sacred lands, and ancient clans treating them as mere pets, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon was different!
It had existed since the dawn of chaos, the ancestor of all dragons.
Even a single drop of its heart blood contained unimaginable power!
"Go stand guard at the door."
Su Ming commanded.
Qin Yingluo was stunned.
He wasn't going to take her into his bed?
She had thought for sure that she wouldn't escape that fate tonight.
But now… did she really hold no appeal to him at all?
She had always been supremely confident in her appearance and figure.
But today, standing before Su Ming, she realized she had no advantage whatsoever.
Was this what it meant to be the son of a supreme emperor?!
She gave a bitter smile and slowly walked to the door, standing there in silence.
"It's time to absorb the Primordial Ancestral Dragon's Heart Blood."
Su Ming wasted no time.
He immediately sat cross-legged, focused his mind, and consumed the ancient divine treasure…