I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1349: The Truth
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
The demoness Chi Li displayed a delicate expression of fury, radiating her natural haughtiness. She appeared as an untouchable holy empress. Combined with her stunningly cold features and ideal physique, she brimmed with irresistible appeal.
What a shame.
She was obviously a prime beauty, but she had coldly rejected him anyway.
As a cosmic-level heartthrob, Lu Benwei felt irritated at once. Still, as a refined fellow, he refused to snap at a lady, so he had to release his annoyance in another way.
He slammed his foot forcefully, causing agony to the White-Pupiled Ugly Demon.
The creature instantly revealed its sharp teeth in torment. Overwhelmed by injustice yet too afraid to retaliate, it endured a mix of suffocation and bitterness.
"Hiss..."
"Argh!"
"Stop stepping on me, stop stepping on me! This has nothing to do with me!"
He felt deeply unjustified. He hadn't offended anyone and had stayed quiet and compliant for ages, not even whispering a syllable. But out of nowhere, he became the target of this outburst. All he managed was pleading and offering apologies, shouldering the fault for this unexpected calamity. He was so upset that tears nearly filled his eyes.The louder he wailed, the deeper his sense of injustice grew.
Upon hearing those desperate cries, the demoness Chi Li's icy gaze stiffened, and her earlier haughtiness unintentionally softened somewhat.
This sound rang a bell...
She turned toward the origin of the noise.
Under the small skeleton's seat, a space tear existed, and his foot pressed directly on a white-pupiled face peeking from the fissure!
As soon as she spotted those white pupils and dark irises, Chi Li's face drained of color in terror!
She froze in place, exclaiming in astonished denial.
"To... Totem Lord?!"
Right then.
She seemed hit by a thunderbolt. Her complexion grew deathly white, and her thoughts roared chaotically. Despite witnessing it firsthand, her eyes showed only profound disbelief!
That was the Totem Lord, the ultimate belief of the whole Demon Race!
Regardless of eras or leaders that rose and fell, the Totem Lord remained the cornerstone of the Demon Race. Calling him the origin of their fiendish strength wouldn't overstate it!
Yet now, he suffered trampling like a mere attendant?
How could this happen!?
Chi Li's bright eyes quivered without end, and her graceful form shook uncontrollably from the astonishment.
Tracing the Totem Lord's line of sight upward, she spotted the little skeleton reclining on the chair once more. The superiority in her gaze faded entirely, supplanted by profound horror and fear.
When she addressed him next, her words carried utmost wariness!
"You..."
"What sort of being are you, to bring the Totem Lord to this condition?!"
"My Demon Race has towered through history. We face even True Gods without dread. The Totem Lord stands as a peerless entity beyond all life. How could he be crushed beneath your sole...
The further she went, the shakier her voice became. Panic had already appeared in Chi Li's expression.
Watching the beauty grow so anxious and grasp a sliver of reality, Lu Benwei gracefully crossed his fingers, propped his chin, and straightened up.
"Babe."
"You finally see how impressive this hunk is, huh? But relax, you're way superior to this failure. I won't trouble you at all. Just show some smarts, and this fine big brother will look after you well. Huge rewards await!"
Listening to his commanding tone, Chi Li could only whisper shakily. Her words still held traces of doubt, her gaze mixing astonishment and uncertainty like in a nightmare.
"This is impossible..."
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"I refuse to accept it, it's all a trick! Our Demon Race has always dominated over all creatures, and the Totem Lord would never appear so pathetic!"
From birth, Chi Li had lived as a lofty figure. Abruptly witnessing her cherished idol demeaned by another shattered her entire perspective. She couldn't reconcile with it immediately, no matter what.
Noting her denial and obliviousness to the world's breadth, Lu Benwei simply smirked lightly.
"Babe."
"It's not that this gentleman means to offend, but reality stands firm. Your Demon Race may appear somewhat capable, but in the broader cosmos, you're mere rubbish. Not even worthy as mere pieces on a board."
"Only when we lack supplies do we occasionally capture a few demons—who bothers noticing you otherwise? Don't assume that because folks ignore you out of laziness, you're formidable. If we weren't so occupied, your Demon Race would've vanished ages ago."
Chi Li gaped in shock at these words, clenching her jaws and denying vigorously.
"Impossible..."
"Our Demon Race is definitely not so frail. You're insulting us!"
Lu Benwei exhaled in resignation, peeking at his foot sidelong.
"Insulting?"
"If you doubt it, question this hideous thing and hear his counter."
"Your Demon Race clings to existence in the margins. Because you serve as lackeys to a couple of slightly larger wastes, you believe you can rampage through the skies? It's solely that this trash disdains you; else, I could eradicate you in moments."
"Even without my involvement, your Demon Race's end draws near."
"Once the final disciple of the Master emerges, you'll become fodder for his growth. At best, training aids. Your doom is sealed."
Whoosh!
At these words, Chi Li felt utterly frozen, like icy water from ancient depths had doused her!
She refused to accept it. The demonic heritage she'd cherished since infancy turned out so vulnerable. Had all her former arrogance stemmed from sheer naivety?
With this realization, she reluctantly bowed her head in distress.
She observed the Totem Lord under the chair, who had silently shut his eyes, refusing to utter more. It seemed he silently agreed, or brimmed with terror, fuming inwardly yet silenced.
This servile posture stunned Chi Li completely.
Suddenly.
A tidal wave of unparalleled astonishment crashed through her soul, surging relentlessly. Every prior belief and memory drowned utterly in that instant!
Her outlook on existence crumbled!
The loftier her prior stance, the more devastating the ruin now!
Chi Li sensed her vitality ebb away, and she abruptly collapsed to the floor...
Lu Benwei saw no point in elaborating and merely indicated casually.
"This is the world's reality, accept it or not."
"If you cling to dreams of your Demon Race's greatness, go on. But if you awaken, this trash might offer you an opportunity."
Chi Li's spirit quaked at this, her frame overwhelmed by crushing weight.
Silently eyeing the Totem Lord pinned underfoot, her arrogance burned like searing fires. Each second brought excruciating torment. Replaying those statements mentally, she grew more torn, her resolve starting to falter.
Struggling to grip her slender fists, she hesitated for moments before rising resolutely, then kneeling in submission.
"I... I am willing to seize this chance!"
"Please guide me, my Lord. What must I sacrifice to grasp a spark of hope for survival ahead?!"
Only then did Lu Benwei nod approvingly, grinning while cradling his chin.
"Mhm, quick learner—you're clever. At least that stunning build and lovely looks aren't wasted."
"Come on, perform the Ace of Spades for this young master first!"
Chi Li's eyes glazed briefly, apparently failing to grasp the skeleton lord's cryptic intent.
Luckily, Lu Benwei proved considerate. After polite guidance, enlightenment dawned on her. Without further delay, Chi Li swallowed her embarrassment and began to move. She exuded endless allure and playfulness, a stark shift from her former chill, but with its own captivating charm.
Lu Benwei lounged on the chair, savoring her performance. Sipping from a goblet, his grin broadened.
"Hahaha."
"Don't stop, keep dancing!"
For a while, this pocket realm overflowed with delight. The once grim and lonely watch duty turned surprisingly fun, graced by the realm's finest view right there.
Though relishing this brief delight, Lu Benwei shed his typical recklessness. His eyes slowly wandered to the vast starry expanse, a spark of eagerness gleaming within.