Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 632: Celestial Sword Manor (Seeking Subscription)

"Otherworldly Investigation Hall, Pei Yan." Seeing the real master arriving, Pei Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, cupped his hands in salute, and replied.

"Just now, my junior brother came to report that fellow Daoists from the Investigation Hall wished to stay at our Yirong Pavilion. Although this request is indeed impolite, we are not narrow-minded. Even though our two factions have no ties, considering you came from afar as guests, we could extend the courtesy of hosts and spare a few upper rooms." At this, Sword Stand Man's tone changed as he sternly continued: "But this Fellow Daoist Pei spoke too arrogantly! He boasted of forcing us to voluntarily give up this courtyard. Now, he has destroyed our visiting Junior Brother Liu's flying sword. Fellow Daoist Pei, I want to ask, is this how the cornerstone plane's people treat their host when visiting?"

"Well said!" Before others could agree, Pei Yan gave a thumbs up to the other party in praise, then looked at the sobbing Little Sword Child behind the speaker and smiled, "Is he not a disciple of your Celestial Sword Manor?"

"No, Junior Brother Liu is the closed-door disciple of the current Sect Leader of the Hongjun Sword Pavilion. This time, he is merely a guest here, and upon hearing the commotion outside, he was curious and came to the door, only to meet you, this shameless Evil God!" The female disciple, who was comforting the crying Little Sword Child, looked up at Pei Yan with a face full of grief and disdain.

"That was my reckless act. After this incident, I will certainly present a compensation gift on par with this immortal sword artifact, sure to satisfy the little master."

"Oh! From what Fellow Daoist Pei is saying, today's actions seem aimed directly at our Celestial Sword Manor?" Hearing the underlying meaning, Sword Stand Man raised an eyebrow and sneered coldly.

Pei Yan did not reply immediately but instead circled around, bowing toward each direction, then pointed to Sword Stand Man, "This Immortal Master said that we from the cornerstone plane do not understand how to be guests. This label is too big for me, Pei Yan, to bear. Here, I'd like to counter-ask, does the Daoist Plane, with its millennia of heritage, understand the ways of being a host?"

These words immediately stirred up a commotion throughout the Heroes Pavilion.

"Arrogant junior!"

"Silence!"

"Impertinent!"

"How dare you disrespect the reputation of our Daoist Realm!"

A chorus of criticisms echoed from over a dozen pavilions, converging from all directions, forming an aura of authority that surrounded Pei Yan. Sensing the external pressure, Pei Yan's face showed disdain; with a shake of his body, the intimidating presence cultivated over years of life-and-death battles naturally emanated. The surrounding aura suddenly rippled, and multiple merged Qi Forces were instantly crushed and forcefully suppressed.

Facing the overwhelming murderous aura that forced him to step back a few paces, Sword Stand Man elevated Pei Yan's danger level in his heart. Seeing Pei Yan turn to look at him, he couldn't help but twitch his fingers to grasp at the void. However, the other side did not make an offensive move but instead shouted loudly, "Saying I am disrespectful? Gong Xiu Jie can't speak for now, but it doesn't mean there's no evidence. Today, with representatives from various planes and sects present, I shall show everyone the Daoist Plane's hospitality!"

With this, Pei Yan waved his hand, and a light screen appeared before everyone, naturally playing scenes experienced by the Investigation Hall since arriving at the Daoist Plane. Under Pei Yan's deliberate editing, Gong Xiu Jie and others appeared increasingly sarcastic and caustic, while the Investigation Hall seemed to always be yielding and retreating, enduring mockery on the flying boat, conforming to rules despite difficulty upon entering the city, and finally erupting in confrontation at the selection yard when they couldn't endure anymore.

After the broadcast of this influence, the entire Heroes Pavilion became silent. A long while later, a cold voice came from afar: "This is just your one-sided story. How do we know whether this footage is faked? Such tactics aren't unheard of among the various planes!"

"I can vouch for its authenticity!" Before Pei Yan could respond, Xila wouldn't miss this chance to add fuel to the fire. She walked through the crowd to the center of the venue, pulling out a silver-gray token, and declared: "I am Xila, the daughter of the Demon God from the Hell Realm, this time's leader of the Demon Race. I swear by my name and my father's name that the scenes depicted in this light screen genuinely happened, and I am one of those who experienced it."

Upon hearing this, those from the Daoist Plane were completely at a loss for words. The identity of a Demon God descendant isn't the concern; most from various planes know that the old guy has plenty of grandkids and beyond. But a direct descendant of a Demon God isn't so easily challenged, especially since she holds the prestigious position of leading this Demon Race delegation. Her swearing upon her father's name means the matter is conclusively sealed; questioning it would mean questioning the Demon God. Though the Demon Race is waning, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and no sect wishes to provoke this matter.

"Alas!" Sword Stand Man sighed reluctantly at this scene, inwardly cursing Gong Xiu Jie for overdoing things, then turned to Pei Yan and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Pei, even if Gong Xiu Jie handled matters poorly and mistreated you, now that he's in this sorry state, you've had your revenge, right? To put it simply, even if you're still angry, you should take it up with Celestial Secret Pavilion, so why target our Celestial Sword Manor? Do you truly think we are pushovers to be bullied?"

"Oh! You've got it wrong with that statement!" Pei Yan said, kicking over Gong Xiu Jie, who had been beaten by Jiang Feiyang and was kneeling beside him, and laughed, "I like to eat meat, like spicy food, but do not like soft persimmons. Gong Xiu Jie spoke truthfully! The Daoist Plane respects the strong; bullying a second-rate sect brings no satisfaction. If I am to take over something, it should be a strong one, and I heard Celestial Sword Manor is among the top factions, which is why I came to pay a visit!"

"So you're saying you took our lodgings as a compliment to us! We should be thanking you then!" Sword Stand Man sneered furiously after hearing Pei Yan's words, realizing the other was here today for trouble. He reached out, and a massive sword taller than a person with a blade wider than two palms appeared from the void, falling into his hands.

"I wouldn't dare!" Pei Yan cupped his hands, tossing the folding fan behind him, and when Wang Wenze reached out to catch it, he had fully transformed and stood ready.

"You seem to fear nothing. Gong Xiu Jie may have been wrong in countless ways today, but he is, after all, a member of our Daoist Realm's sect. Since he has made such statements, my Celestial Sword Manor will accept them! Indeed! In the Daoist Realm! No! All major planes respect strength. If you win against my Celestial Sword Manor today, then not just Yirong Pavilion, any house you wish to stay in within Chongren Square, my Celestial Sword Manor will exhaust all pride to invite you to stay!" Sword Stand Man proclaimed, pointing his giant sword at Pei Yan in anger.

"Good! How straightforward! Finally, a man in the Daoist Plane who isn't passive-aggressive. Come at me!" Pei Yan's eyes lit up at the words, and he raised his arms, loudly accepting the challenge.

Sword Stand Man no longer spoke; his body leaped, crashing through the gate, and ascended into the air with a sword descending from the heavens, coming straight at Pei Yan without any flair, directly targeting his face.