I Can See Your Combat Power

: Chapter Two Hundred Ninety-Three: Respect

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Upon hearing Tang Luo’s response, the two girls were so scared that their faces contorted, looking as if they had just seen someone deliberately jumping into a trap. Their conflict between wanting to say something but being too afraid to speak left them at a loss.

The Demon King’s reaction was even stranger. As he continually weaved his lies, he realized that even he didn’t believe them. But to his surprise, this human in front of him agreed so easily, which made him feel somewhat heavy-hearted.

From the moment they met, this human had addressed him respectfully as “Demon King” and not insulted him despite him being just a remnant spirit. This respect was a long forgotten feeling for him, reminiscent of the deference shown by the younger members of the Demon Race.

Yet he was lying to this human, which made the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon feel a twinge of guilt.

“Are you not afraid I am lying to you?” the aged voice asked faintly.

Tang Luo, with his hands behind his back, chuckled and responded, “A thousand years ago, you fell into a trap because of your blood descendants; a thousand years later, you are self-destructing to protect your companions. Although humans and demons are different, I see these actions as heroic. I don’t see why I should reject such a small request from the ancient Demon King.”

His words were not entirely flattery. Although Tang Luo didn’t admire the Demon King’s cunning, he admired his choices and actions greatly. Every race has its heroes during moments of crisis. These heroes are born in response to the circumstances, all aiming to prevent the collapse of their kind and reverse the tide of calamity.

Some are extraordinarily lucky, and they succeed; but the fates of most heroes, like that of the Nine-Tailed Fox King, end in wrongful death.

Racial conflicts have no distinctions of dirty or clean tactics. When the ancient demons used humans as their food, they didn’t consult the Human Race for their willingness. The eventual defeat was only because the Human Race birthed many, many heroes. These heroes established the dominant place of the Human Race on the continent.

The Demon Race ultimately exited the stage of history. Looking at the present Demon King, now only a remnant spirit, he seems pitiful and weak. But in his prime, this was a formidable being capable of rivaling the two saints of the Human Race.

Tang Luo chose not to face the Demon King with pity or sympathy but with respect.

The Nine-Tailed Fox King did not expect such a straightforward and positive evaluation from a human. Moreover, his proposal to have them enter the underground palace was indeed a trap.

This is similar to trying to harm someone who admires you. For some cold-blooded and selfish individuals, this causes no psychological stress. But in the heart of this gentle and kind Demon King, he suddenly didn’t know what to say.

Eventually, rationality for the sake of the Blood God prevailed over fickle emotions. The Demon King asked again, “Young friend, are you really willing to accept this request?”

“Of course.” Tang Luo nodded slightly, answering casually.

Looking at his confident demeanor, the Demon King seemed to see himself from the past, the ruler of the demon realm who took on two opponents single-handedly and cheerfully accepted Han Wu’s challenge.

“I hope you will not regret this decision,” the Demon King said meaningfully. His ghostly image then disappeared.

He needed to discuss with the Blood God the matters related to the Blood Beast paving the way. He also wanted to give the young friend some time to reconsider; if he wanted to escape with his two clan members, now would be the best time.

Watching the Demon King’s figure evaporate, Tang Luo turned around and looked at the two younger girls of his race who had a lot to say and calmly stated, “Don’t hold it in. If you want to say something, say it. The Demon King is gone.”

The two girls looked at each other, and finally, it was the braver Tang Fengran who spoke, “Tang Luo, why did you agree to the Demon King’s request? Going to the underground palace seems to me to be a trap.”

Although she was particularly worried about the safety of the boy, in the face of this clearly trapped invitation, she dared not suggest that Tang Luo should go rescue him. She could only nod her head while biting her lower lip, indicating her agreement with Tang Fengran.

Tang Luo glanced at the two girls and vaguely said, “I have my own plans.”

He had multiple objectives for entering the Minor Spiritual Realm this time. The most important one, of course, was to rescue the child and his clansmen. The world was full of ways to become stronger, but if he lost his younger brother, he was truly gone.

Next, he wanted to observe the essence of the Undying Battle Body. No matter how many traps the Demon King had arranged in the Minor Spiritual Realm, as long as he could elevate the Undying Battle Body by two ranks in the Spirit Realm, even if just by one, those traps would be insignificant, collapsing at a single strike.

Previously, when the Blood Dragon rose, and the underground palace was ambushed, he felt it would be troublesome to carve out a path through this horde of beasts. Now that the Demon King has issued an invitation, it was just like being handed a gift. Why should he refuse?

But there was no need to explain these things to the two girls, so he simply responded casually.

The two girls looked at each other, mistakenly thinking that Tang Luo was desperate to rescue his younger brother and was willing to risk his life.

Although Tang Luo was talented, Tang Fengran felt that this boy, one year younger than herself, was too confident. So, after weighing her options, she once again spoke, “Tang Luo, I think we should leave the Minor Spiritual Realm now and report what we’ve learned. The underground palace is a safe place, and Human Race and Top-Grade Tai Sui are in command. You should not need to risk your life. Please reconsider.”

Listening to these respectful words full of her own judgement, Tang Luo frowned and looked at the young girl in front of him and said solemnly, “You have two choices.”

Tang Fengran was taken aback and looked up at him.

“First, follow me into the underground palace. I shall protect you.”

“Second, the Spirit Realm Gate is to the north. Leave of your own accord.”

“Choose one!” Tang Luo said indifferently, looking at Tang Fengran.

Although he disliked presumptuous people, Tang Luo didn’t plan on correcting her because everyone has their perspective, and everyone can only see part of the world. Like in Tang Fengran’s perspective, the underground palace represented the unknown and traps. So in her heart, the further away from the underground palace, the better.

But for Tang Luo, the underground palace represented opportunity and rewards. These were two distinct perspectives on the world.

Even conceding that Tang Luo’s view of the world was the same as Tang Fengran’s, he still had to go into the underground palace because his younger brother was inside.

If it were an unknown trap, he believed he still had a chance to escape with the boy. But if he was to leave him alone inside, there was no telling what could happen.

Tang Fengran looked at Tang Luo’s indifferent demeanor and knew that he had made up his mind. Technically, she already knew how to defeat the Blood Slave, and fleeing to the north, towards the Spirit Realm Gate, would be the best choice. But regardless, she did not feel like choosing that option.

She silently stepped aside, displaying a calm facade, signifying her choice with her position.

Tang Luo then turned his gaze to Tang Zhen. The young girl, who had never seen such a stern Tang Luo, was frightened and grabbed Tang Fengran’s arm, her voice trembling, “I…I will also follow Tang Luo.”

She felt that the present Tang Luo was more terrifying than the beast tide in the distance..