Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 570: Holy City Fengyun Part 1 (Seeking Subscription)

Although Pei Yan knew that he couldn't allow himself to just pass out like this, he forced himself to turn his head and glance at Su Xiang, who was equally pale and drenched in sweat, and grinned, "You've done well. Once I awaken, Lin Junzhao will fulfill his promise and give you what you want. As for the Demon Race fragments, I've requested them; once they arrive, you can have the first pick."

Su Xiang exhaled a long breath, smiled slightly, and said, "It better be so, or all the suffering I've had today would be for nothing! Come, Hero Pei, let me help you relieve your current state!"

Just as Pei Yan was about to agree, Gu Shenghui grabbed his wrist, "It's too dangerous here. Wang Wenze has already broken open the dimensional wall. Once your state is relieved, you should return to the real world to recuperate."

Looking at the concerned and approving gazes from his companions, Pei Yan shook his head, "No, that's too time-consuming. Here, two months passes for every two days in the real world. There's no better place than here for recovery!"

"It's too dangerous; the Disaster Legion has already set their sights on you! Who knows what follow-up measures they might have against you? If not here, you can go to our new training Jiezhi Space for recovery, where the time flow is the same." Gu Shenghui retorted sternly.

Those words swayed Pei Yan's thoughts, but he hesitated for a moment and then shook his head to refuse, "If I do that, all we've strived for today will be greatly discounted. The Disaster Legion has already lost Lelajin and three high-ranks. Not knowing our true capabilities, they won't act rashly. If I leave, it would reveal our vulnerability, making them more reckless."

"You're gambling with your life as a stake!"

Looking at the slightly agitated Gu Shenghui, Pei Yan forced himself to stay awake and smiled bitterly, "A gamble it is. Who isn't gambling? My luck has always been good, though the process has been rough, the endings are perfect. Oh, one more thing, the God Desire and Disaster Legion, which is the Blood Fiend, are definitely related. They're the ones who leaked our intel; this tumor must be eradicated ASAP."

"You don't need to tell me; I will handle it swiftly. Since your mind is made up, I won't say more. Besides sending the intel back to deal with the God Desire affairs, other personnel here won't change. I'll have Hu Wenjun lead the rest of the team to come to support."

Pei Yan knew Gu Shenghui had already compromised, so he nodded to agree and turned back to Su Xiang, "Let's begin!"

Sitting cross-legged nearby, Su Xiang remained unmoved by the information implying a crackdown on his previous organization from their conversation. Upon hearing Pei Yan's command, he opened his eyes and began to mobilize his innate abilities.

With a cracking sound, the mecha on Pei Yan's chest ejected the red paperman embedded in his body. Now, its surface was cracked under the mobilization of the innate energy, wobbling as if it might shatter at any moment. Under the joint control of Pei Yan and Su Xiang, streams of red energy flowed from the paperman to the five companions surrounding Su Xiang, providing energy to Pei Yan. As the red streams were peeled away, Pei Jin and Xia Yu's faces gradually became rosy, and the paper figures on their chests turned to flying ashes and disappeared.

Only when the last trace of red light detached from the paperman on Pei Yan's chest and returned to the body of Zheng Jia Ru did Pei Yan finally let out a long sigh of turbid air and fainted, his neck tilting. As he fell unconscious, there was a series of thuds as Su Xiang and the other six also collapsed on the ground, unconscious, causing a commotion inside the tent.

Half a month after the Battle of Snow Peak Ridge ended, the last sanctuary of the Demon Race, Holy City! Within a vast and solemn manor near the Demon God Hall, an elder watched the content of the light orb once again before turning his gaze out the window. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

By the moonlight, the elder's gaze traversed the expansive courtyard, surveying the crowds moving back and forth on the streets, and the spies within the crowd, making no effort to hide their surveillance intent. Seeing this, the elder snorted coldly and slowly returned to his rocking chair, tapping his fingers on the light orb on the table, lost in thought.

The images contained in this light orb had shocked the entire Holy City a month ago, and one of the main figures in this incident was his granddaughter, Sifuer Bailang of the Demon Race. After retreating to the Holy City, the remnants of their army unexpectedly allied with an alien plane, capturing two Disaster Pillar territories—an extraordinary feat barely achieved before the army's withdrawal, accomplished under the leadership of a seemingly insignificant girl from a rundown family's autonomous territory. This seemingly absurd yet real victory, intentionally downplaying the otherworldly contributions by the Holy City's high ranks, drastically amplified the heroic image of the Demon Race warriors, boosting the morale of the city's military and civilians.

However, Old Kahn couldn't revel in his granddaughter's triumph for long, as a piece of grim news came, overshadowing the unengaged discussion among the Holy City's upper echelons about the Battle of Bull Territory. The betrayal of the Star Lord's sanctuary's leaders led to tens of thousands of Demon Race deaths and the Star Lord's capture, plunging the high ranks into chaos.

As they deliberated on how to handle it, yet another shocking news arrived—his brother Barak Samikina and Sifuer conspired with outsiders to annex other sanctuaries. This news exploded in the Holy City, eliciting countless rumors. Previously lauded as a heroine not inferior to men, Sifuer was now labeled as a traitor who yielded to foreign races and sold out her own. Behind this rapid public opinion shift, the instigations of Friedrich's family, among others, who had been eliminated due to the annexations were undeniable.

Old Kahn poured himself a drink, swirling the glass, recalling the scene of intense argument at a meeting half a month ago.

"Betrayal! It's blatant betrayal!" declared Leman Friedrich, the current patriarch of the Friedrich family, clutching Little Friedrich's hand—the son of his tragically deceased nephew who escaped to Holy City to report, pointing directly at Old Kahn in front of all the Demon Race clan leaders, "It was your brother and that weak daughter of yours who spawned the abomination that conspired with outsiders and betrayed my nephew!"

"Mind your language! The people of Kataraga Autonomous Territory are not extinct yet!" snapped David Bailang, responsible for guarding the Holy City on behalf of the Bailang Family, pounding the table in anger, "The Bailang Family is one of the Demon God's direct bloodlines and will not tolerate such an insult from you."

"Hmph, direct bloodline? So what, does that clear your family's name for not joining forces with the army during the great war, causing a loss of opportunity? Lady Cixin was just making excuses for her cowardice!" a cold voice rang in the meeting room, mocking loudly.