I Can See Health Bars in Real Life-Chapter 340 - 12: Modern Timespace—Demon Sword and Seal (Part 4)

After a pause, the light orb continued to emit a voice: "Demon, is your demonic power strong enough? If you’re not confident, immediately take me and Cloudy Fang to find a powerful demon nearby, or take us away from here to some remote, deserted place, the more secluded, the better..."

"Eh? Aren’t you supposed to warn me instead? Why aren’t you opposing me taking this thing?" Gu Mo asked, looking slightly surprised.

"Why would I oppose? I’d be glad if someone could share the burden. The seal on Cloudy Fang is already at its limit, and I don’t know how long I can keep holding it alone..."

The elderly voice was filled with helplessness and fatigue.

"Still the same question, Demon, is your demonic power strong enough? If you’ve come here specifically, you should understand what kind of demon sword this is. Do you think you can suppress it?"

"Hmm, that’s hard to say. I think it depends on the situation..."

Gu Mo pondered for a moment and shook his head; practice is the only criterion for testing truth. He couldn’t make a conclusive statement just like that. Judging by his current demonic power, he’s probably slightly stronger than Ergou, but not by much; however, he held two trump cards in his hand that weren’t inferior to Cloudy Fang.

Yet their side effects are equally noticeable...

Probably not smaller than the side effects of this demon sword that wants to slaughter the living and turn everything in the world to ashes...

"Who’s there!!"

A sudden loud shout was heard, and the storeroom door was suddenly opened.

The beam of a flashlight shone straight in, and a somewhat gaunt old man pulled open the door, nervously grabbing the broom next to him and staring intently inside the storeroom.

He was getting up at night to go to the toilet when he heard voices coming from the storeroom and immediately concluded that a thief had broken into the house. But now he was frozen. He saw a young man inside, with no guilty conscience of a thief, sitting boldly amidst the clutter, conversing with a sword.

"You, you..." The old man felt his brain couldn’t quite process this.

Is this a thief? Or a lunatic, someone with a mental problem? 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Ah hahaha, sorry, sorry, was our conversation too loud?" The young man awkwardly scratched his cheek, turned his face to look, and proactively apologized, "I’m really sorry, we didn’t notice the time. We didn’t realize it was already so late..."

"As long as you know..."

He seemed to have some self-awareness and was relatively easygoing. Grandpa Himura let out a long breath, his stern expression slightly relaxing, but he still kept a stern face, staring into the young man’s dark eyes, lecturing him seriously with a strict tone.

"You didn’t even check the time. We all need to get some sleep!"

"Remember to keep your voice down!"

"Stop making noise next time!"

After a round of reprimand, the young man’s head lowered, and the old man finally felt satisfied. He put down the broom, reminded them again to keep their voices down, and then closed the storeroom door before leisurely returning to his room.

"Alright, where were we in our conversation?"

Watching as the door closed, Gu Mo leisurely retracted his gaze, still sitting boldly in the Himura family’s storeroom, speaking to the wooden scabbard in front of him.

"..."