Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

Chapter 583: Chapter 583: High Difficulty in Acquisition Has Never Been a Problem

Wan Huawen tactfully refused Yang Yu’s request. On the one hand, it indeed wasn’t a decision he could make on his own, and on the other, he was genuinely worried that people would come to the Daoist School not to learn martial arts, but to covet the Racial Essence of the Blood Lion Clan.

Yang Yu suggested, “If you’re afraid of that happening, just make the difficulty of obtaining it so high that ordinary people can’t reach it.”

Wan Huawen’s gaze hardened; he found Yang Yu’s behavior perplexing. Wasn’t making the hurdle higher just making things more difficult for oneself?

“What do you mean?”

To a player, high difficulty was never the issue; the issue was the lack of any way to acquire it.

If Yang Yu could obtain the Racial Essence of the Blood Lion through legitimate means, he wouldn’t want to risk pilfering stealthily.

“Just as the words imply. By increasing the difficulty, many will be deterred, but those who truly want your clan’s Racial Essence will give it their all.”

Yang Yu paused,

“Take the Racial Essence of giant dragons, for instance. To obtain that, one has to come out on top at the Dragon God Conference, competing with numerous exceptional individuals.

You could do the same.

Of course, I’m not just talking about mere competition.

The war between Wansheng Country and the Luo Ze Empire has been at a stalemate. You, being a race that guards the Royal Family, may not show it, but deep down, you still hope this war can come to a swift conclusion.

If someone could lead Wansheng Country and the Luo Ze Empire towards peace…

That would be a great achievement. Such a feat, wouldn’t it be worth making an exception for them to use the Racial Essence?”

“Mmm.” Wan Huawen fell into brief contemplation, weighing the pros and cons before concluding, “Indeed, that could be an exception. It seems you might have a way to overturn this war.”

“I wouldn’t dare claim that, as I currently lack such ability.”

Yang Yu’s lips curled slightly,

“But if I really did inadvertently change the entire course of the war, could I then borrow a bit of the Blood Lion Clan’s Racial Essence? I’m not asking for much, just some of your surplus Racial Essence would suffice, not a large amount, only enough to be of real use.”

“It’s good to have confidence; you’ve also given me a fine inspiration.

Let’s do as you said. I’ll discuss with our people and offer the Racial Essence of the Blood Lion as a gift, rewarding it to the greatest contributor to ending this war.

Several members of our race have participated in the war. Due to our status, we hold positions of at least NCO rank.

Using ‘ultimately, it ends up in our own pockets’ to persuade the other members of the family might be a good choice.”

Wan Huawen was unexpectedly agreeable, to Yang Yu’s surprise.

In fact, Wan Huawen himself loathed the war.

In the past, he had trained countless proud disciples, but as the war broke out and persisted, he would always hear one piece of bad news after another from the front lines.

Wan Huawen had also tried not to get too emotionally invested in his students, but ultimately he had failed.

If one doesn’t put their entire heart into it, how could they ever cultivate satisfying disciples?

A significant portion of the Skills of the Blood Lion Clan are not secret, but Wan Huawen still unlocked them one by one, allowing outsiders to learn.

With each additional Skill learned, his disciples gained a greater chance of survival.

If promising a portion of the Racial Essence to others could ignite their fighting spirit and swiftly end the war, Wan Huawen was quite willing to share the Racial Essence with others.

“If you truly have the power to stop this war, then prove it to me on the battlefield.”

Yang Yu smiled, “I can’t promise anything, but I will do my best.”

“I look forward to it,” Wan Huawen walked past Yang Yu and his companions, “Fury Blood can’t be learned. Red Blood Path, on the other hand, I can teach you. Come, follow me, I’ve chosen an opponent for you.”

“Before that, there are still some things I’m unclear about, may I take up a bit of the Lord of the family’s time?”

Wan Huawen slowly turned around, “It’s not a problem. For the sake of Xin Mang, feel free to ask any questions.”

“Then I’ll ask without hesitation. Despite being so strong, Lord of the family, why are you still here? When you say you can’t leave, are you worried about someone suddenly attacking the capital?”

“There’s an element of that,” Wan Huawen’s eyes harbored exceedingly complex emotions, “But more than that, it’s a kind of tacit understanding.

Just like Wansheng Country has me, other countries also have quite a few powerful beings of the same level.

At my level, wiping out an army is as simple as crushing ants.

You should know, having reached this level, just how terrifying the strength you possess is. To easily end the lives of hundreds of ordinary civilians requires no more than the flick of a finger.

Us powerful beings, far beyond ordinary humans, must restrain ourselves as much as possible in the face of war.

Joining a war and catching others off guard, one could easily take the lives of an entire army and turn the tide of battle.

But if everyone did that, it would be the armies who suffer.

Armies are not mere pawns; it’s only the indifferent monarch who would regard them as such, not understanding the value of life.

Casualty numbers aren’t just cold statistics; behind them are the lives of once-living beings.

A long time ago, high-end combatants operated separately from the armies.

Now, basically, they no longer intervene.

No country wants to see its soldiers and civilians dying by the thousands.

Similarly, the use of large-scale magic is also heavily restricted, which has become the unofficial rule agreed upon by all countries.”

“What if someone breaks this rule?” Yang Yu pressed on.

“Anyone who breaks it would have to endure the wrath of the giant dragons.

You know about the human nation of Serti, right?

In that chaotic era, Serti was an unscrupulous nation, aspiring to unify the fragmented human states following the Dark Age.

They allowed their high-end combatants to invade other nations without restraint, and the outcome of war with them was either annihilation or forced alliance.

But their arrogance was their downfall; they tried to take down the giant dragons before the dragons could punish them.

Naturally, you can imagine the outcome; their king and countless top fighters were hung in the Dragon God Evaluation Country’s Kexilola Square.

Their bodies are still suspended in the most conspicuous spot of that square to this day, a warning to future generations.

Serti shrank from the largest human nation to the smallest.

Since then, a pact amongst high-end combatants was fully established, and whoever breaks it first must bear the punishment for breaking the rule and face the judgment of the giant dragons.

The ‘evaluation’ in Dragon God Evaluation Country is not only an indication of their system but also a declaration of their authority to interfere with every existing nation.”

Yang Yu’s knowledge increased peculiarly, and he always felt like he had heard something similar before. Upon closer reflection, he remembered that this seemed to be a question he encountered during his examination for the All Things Library years ago.

“I’ve digressed a bit too much. If you want to know more, you’ll receive this knowledge specially once you enlist.

Are there any more questions? If not, let’s proceed to the fields for your test.”