Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 855: Xila’s Visit (Part 2)

"The relationship between me and the person you mentioned is somewhat special; she's merely temporarily residing within my body. I'm telling you this secret today, so you should understand what it means, right?" Pei Yan lightly tapped the table with his finger, smiling at Xila as he explained.

"You mean the origin of the Magic Realm knows about this?" Xila immediately grasped the meaning behind Pei Yan's words.

"At least when I was prevented by the Spirit Venerable of the Daoist Realm from casting spells, that's how she warned me!" Seeing Xila's increasingly somber face, Pei Yan chuckled and said, "It's fine to hide such things from others, but trying to deceive the Spirit Venerables, who are also origin bodies, is impossible. I believe your father has long seen through this, and since both of them know the truth of the matter, the Magic Realm's origin still allows its subordinates to freely humiliate you, the Hell Realm emissary, and your father hasn't explained much or even revealed it to you. The implications of this are much more intriguing. Remember when you and I talked? We're all pawns, just more advanced ones; there is certainly some unknown game between them."

With that, Pei Yan leaned back on the chair and stretched, yawning widely, "So don't be filled with righteous indignation around me. Our cooperation can continue, but this betrayal is the last time! Miss Xila, I can understand your difficulties, so I chose to forgive this time, but don't always use your problems as a shield. In the adult world, there is no such thing as easy, don't always expect others to give you sympathy for your sadness."

Pei Yan finished speaking, took out a cigar box, pulled out a cigar, and with fingers like pliers, cut off the cap, then looked at Xila's uncertain expression, smiling, "Tell me, your purpose for coming this time and the terms you used to persuade Gu Chu and my sister to let me come out to see you."

"Pei Yan, do you think you can definitely secure first place in the upcoming personal competition?" Seeing Pei Yan speak so bluntly, Xila also gave up the pretense of grievance and complaints; she had become accustomed to watching Pei Yan smoke cigars over such a long time and got up to stand beside him, a flame flickering at her fingertip, gently teasing the cigar as she spoke ambiguously.

Pei Yan was accustomed to Xila's actions, even enjoying her lighting the cigar for him. He turned to look at her with indifference and said, "In our previous agreement, we have talked about it; I may not be certain to win first place. You have accepted this point. I only promised to cause significant embarrassment to the Magic Realm contestants in the competition, making them exit disgracefully! I accomplished this in the group competition, and the same will continue in the individual competition! Do you have any doubts about this?"

"Of course, I do. I think with your current strength, it is likely not the opponent but you who might face embarrassment and humiliation by then!"

Holding the cigar in his mouth, Pei Yan stared at Xila. This was her second time today questioning his strength. He believed that she wouldn't go to such lengths just to humiliate him, so he contemplated for a long time.

Disregarding the power after combining, as far as the individual competition is concerned, whether against Flamel or Moira, Pei Yan was not afraid of them. Although their Line of Destiny, Space Technique, and soul-targeting attacks would cause him fatal harm, those were all their trump cards, and he still had cards up his sleeve that hadn't been revealed. When it comes to a real showdown, he holds a greater chance of winning.

But Xila's firm attitude undoubtedly suggested she knew some inside information. The changes for events to happen like this could only be within this half-year. Thinking of this, Pei Yan slowly exhaled the smoke ring from his mouth and puzzledly asked: "Are you saying the Magic Realm will change people for the next competition? Or do you mean that Flamel's strength would undergo a qualitative leap during this half-year?"

"You know that in the individual competition, every plane will have three participants enter the stage, so it is inevitable that the Magic Realm will add another contestant; initially, we expected it to be Lanloste, but after this competition, hehe!" Saying this, Xila, having finished lighting Pei Yan's cigar, walked back to her seat with a mocking smile, pulled out a delicate crystal bottle from her Storage Necklace, poured a small amount of wine into the empty glass in front of her, took a sip, exhaled a mouthful of alcohol with satisfaction, and said sarcastically, "If he can still keep his knight title, he should thank his ancestors and the family's protection."

Pei Yan nodded without saying much; Lanloste should be the knight who competed with Ye Ruozai. Afterward, he heard Gu Shenghui mention that Lanloste seemed to have quit the competition in an unremarkable manner, never expecting such severe punishment.

"We cannot obtain accurate information on the final candidate now. What we can be sure of is that when you encounter Flamel, Moira—not just them! Even Lin Daozi and Saraf—their strength will progress to a height you can hardly believe!"

After hearing these words, Pei Yan abandoned his contempt, placed his hands on the table, looking across at Xila swirling a wine glass, and solemnly asked, "Just half a year? Is the change that significant?"

"Half a year? Pei Yan, you've entered the world of cultivators for how long in total? Ten years? I understand that since you've been in the Hell Plane until now is less than seven years, right? In seven years, you've completed the path a cultivator might take for hundreds or even thousands of years. Do you think time is a measurable standard for strength in the eyes of the Child of Origin?"

Xila finished speaking, and despite Pei Yan's silence, she continued, "Indeed, to reach our level of strength, every step forward requires more time and a greater price than ordinary people, but that's under conventional conditions! Now the situation has changed! Pei Yan, everything still comes back to you!"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yan shook his cigar, flicking ash away and laughed, "How does this relate to me? Miss Xila, you might be giving me too much credit!"

"It is indeed related to you; your performance in this competition shocked the other planes' Masters of Origin!" Xila finished the wine in her glass, grabbed an empty glass next to her, poured two glasses of wine, leaving one for herself and pushing the other to Pei Yan, and continued. "The strength you showcased in this competition, I think Lin Daozi, the Child of Origin from the Daoist Realm, should be grateful he didn't face you! But that's the team competition; everyone still has a choice. The individual competition won't have such situations; the team competition is just a warm-up. Regardless of the plane, the target is only one—first place in the individual competition, which awards a total of five Divine Artifacts and the Origin Seed. Whoever obtains such rewards will gain extraordinary combat strength!"

"So do you think after you displayed your strength, other planes would stand idly by? Think carefully! Pei Yan!"