Chapter 33  Conquered by the Imperial Heir? Charm Points Increased!

“So it’s that thing.”

“No wonder Fang Yuhan’s cultivation is progressing so quickly.”

Su Ming couldn’t help but marvel in his heart. The growth rate of this child of destiny was simply astonishing. The Netherworld Map seemed to have boundless potential.

As Fang Yuhan’s cultivation improved, the benefits he gained from it would only grow stronger. If given another two years, he might even unravel most of its secrets.

By then, mastering the legacy of the Netherworld Emperor and becoming proficient in Netherworld techniques, with the Netherworld Map under his feet, he would no longer be someone Su Ming could easily crush.

“Fortunately, his growth hasn’t reached that point yet.”

Su Ming glanced at Fang Yuhan’s remaining fortune points — only four hundred.

“Still lacking a way to kill him in one strike.”

He lightly tapped the table with his fingers, thinking about his next steps. The Netherworld Map was a treasure Su Ming had long coveted. Only when Fang Yuhan’s fortune points dropped below one hundred would there be a real chance of seizing it.

Knock knock knock!

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

“Yingluo, go open the door.”

Su Ming sensed who the visitor was and gave instructions to Qin Yingluo, who was engrossed in studying her ice cultivation technique. Qin Yingluo obediently got up and walked to the door.

Outside stood Fang Qingxue, dressed in a light blue martial uniform, looking somewhat nervous. She was still dressed in her usual neat and capable manner, full of heroic spirit.

Especially her long, slender legs paired with her cold and exquisite face — an image that exuded dominance.

Right now, a hint of nervousness showed on Fang Qingxue’s face. Clearly, knocking on Su Ming’s door this late at night made her uneasy. As the door opened and she saw Qin Yingluo, she froze momentarily, then panicked even more.

“I-I didn’t know Miss Qin was here. I-I’ll leave right away…”

Fang Qingxue’s cheeks turned red, realizing she might’ve interrupted something inappropriate between Qin Yingluo and the imperial heir in the dead of night.

“Oh? Miss Qingxue, are you saying that if I weren’t here, you’d be more comfortable spending time alone with the imperial heir?”

Qin Yingluo chuckled bitterly with a teasing glint in her eyes.

“No! I didn’t mean it like that!”

Fang Qingxue quickly waved her hands, her face bright red. At that moment, Su Ming’s helpless voice came from inside.

“All right, don’t tease her. Qingxue, come in.”

Qin Yingluo puffed her cheeks in slight jealousy at the special attention, then led Fang Qingxue inside. Head lowered, Fang Qingxue was visibly nervous.

Once inside the palace room, she sneaked a glance at the imperial heir. Su Ming was seated on a chair, having just set down a jade slip, his lips curved into a warm, gentle smile.

A phrase appeared in Fang Qingxue’s heart.

“A man as refined as jade — unmatched in the world.”

That must be describing this imperial heir.

“Qingxue, did you come looking for me about something?” Su Ming asked with a gentle smile, radiating a natural charm.

“I came specifically to thank you. If you hadn’t spoken up today, Fang Yuhan might not have survived.”

Fang Qingxue gathered her courage to speak.

“It was nothing,”

Su Ming replied with a calm smile.

“Like I said before, speaking up was just a small effort on my part.”

His warmth made Fang Qingxue blush slightly.

“You said you were interested in swordsmanship today,” she said, pulling out a stack of jade slips with a nervous stammer.

“These are my insights and experiences from years of sword cultivation.”

“My strength is humble, and I may not be of any real help to you, but this is all I have to show my gratitude.”

Fang Qingxue was both humble and cautious. She had racked her brain trying to figure out how to express her gratitude. Feeling she had no special talents, and having devoted her whole heart to cultivation, she couldn’t think of a better gift.

But then again… Su Ming was the exalted imperial heir of the Demonic Palace of Infinity. He had surely seen all kinds of peerless techniques and powers.

If he truly wished to delve into swordsmanship, even mighty experts at the Path-Seeking Realm would fall over themselves to offer guidance. Compared to that, her own insights might as well be trash.

Fang Qingxue suddenly felt embarrassed and regretted her boldness. But in the next instant, she heard a genuinely delighted voice.

“That’s wonderful!”

Su Ming looked pleased, his smile warm and sincere.

“Sword insights like these are rarely shared so openly.”

“This is actually quite useful to me. Thank you.”

Su Ming accepted the jade slips with genuine appreciation — no trace of disdain. Fang Qingxue carefully observed him. His expression was so honest, not a hint of falsehood. She breathed a little easier — and began to smile as well.

The imperial heir really is a good person!

Off to the side, Qin Yingluo watched everything unfold and couldn’t help but pout. She had seen Su Ming’s true strength — a divine light between his brows that crushed Ye Chen with ease.

With such unfathomable power, how could someone like him possibly need sword insights from Fang Qingxue?

“This poor girl… she’s about to be conquered by the imperial heir.”

Qin Yingluo felt a mix of pity and jealousy. This innocent young woman, inexperienced in the ways of the world, was already falling for Su Ming’s charm.

But then Qin Yingluo thought of herself.

Whether Su Ming’s affection was genuine or not, just being acknowledged and praised by him was already an incredible fortune for any woman in the Three Thousand Worlds.

She almost wished he would continue “deceiving” her — as long as she could stay by his side, what else mattered?

Her thoughts drifting, she looked down at the jade slip in her hand. She had to complete her Ice Jade Bone cultivation as soon as possible!

As more and more women gathered around Su Ming, her sense of urgency only grew. Meanwhile, Su Ming invited Fang Qingxue to sit by his side.

As he studied the jade slips, he asked her questions in detail. Their interaction was smooth and natural, with surprising rapport. And just then, a notification sounded in Su Ming’s ear:

[“Ding! Fang Qingxue has developed feelings for the host. Fang Yuhan’s fortune value decreased by 500 points. Host gains 1,000 Charm Points.”].

Upon hearing this, Su Ming’s smile became even more sincere. This woman didn’t just bring sword insights — she practically handed him charm points directly.