Otherworldly Affairs Office

Chapter 1069: Pei Yan’s Dark Side

"Can’t figure out anything?" Zhao Yuanhu said disapprovingly, seeing Jiang Feiyang looking so smug."Pei Yan is doing it on purpose! Brutal?" Jiang Feiyang glanced at Engineer Li and snorted coldly: "Engineer Li, you haven’t seen how ruthless he can be. Even without this aura of slaughter guiding him, he’s already quite brutal. The reason he’s acting like this now is because it’s the most fitting occasion, facing the most suitable enemy, to let out the long-repressed desire for slaughter in his heart under the most fitting excuse."

Jiang Feiyang clapped his hands, covered in snack crumbs, and sneered: "In your eyes, Pei Yan is a good friend, a good man, a reliable comrade. You’re right! I don’t deny this. But beneath it all lies a constantly hidden heart that craves battle. He always says that after everything is over, he wants to spend the latter half of his life doing nothing, and maybe he does want to take a good rest. But I can guarantee that once such days last too long, he’ll be more miserable than anyone!"

"Don’t act like you know Pei Yan better than anyone else!" Though Zhao Yuanhu knew Jiang Feiyang’s words might be true, she couldn’t accept others depicting someone she admired as having psychological issues, so she retorted.

"I don’t know him. I was there during his first live battle. Do you know what happened to the two opponents who offended him at that time? They had all their bones broken and couldn’t speak properly. That was his first battle. Who among you managed such brutality on their first live battle? I’ve been blacklisted by those folks from the Three Pristine Department. My first battle was nowhere near as ruthless as his!"

Shrugging indifferently, Jiang Feiyang said, "So what’s there that can’t be talked about? Does Pei Yan turning out this way mean he’s not our friend anymore? Just remember that his ruthlessness and darkness are only for his enemies. I don’t see anything wrong with that! People like Blood Slaughter Divine Desire should be dealt with and eliminated just like this! I don’t have Pei Yan’s skills. If I did, I’d be even more ruthless than him!"

"Old Jiang is right. Regardless of how Pei Yan changes, he will always be our friend. If he truly ends up with some psychological issues and can’t adapt to future peaceful life, we’ll just guide him and help him adapt! Whether it’s for better or worse, we’ll face it together," Wang Wenze took a deep breath, patted Jiang Feiyang on the shoulder, and agreed.

"You’re thinking too far ahead! Let’s deal with the current match first. Look! Pei Yan has already completed the fusion. We’ll soon see what happens!"

Ye Ruozai’s words refocused everyone’s attention on the arena. Just while they were talking, Pei Yan had completed his fusion in a flash of white light, and simultaneously, the three figures of Blood Slaughter closed in on Pei Yan’s side.

"Sever!" A cold voice was heard within the light. Instantly, the space in the direction of Nero’s and Ivan’s advance was severely distorted. Under the influence of this distortion, the arena underwent dramatic changes. The ground didn’t shake violently but was like a cake sliced and lifted by a butter knife, naturally elevating Nero and Ivan’s positions infinitely while Di Xin, who arrived just ahead, was separated into another world.

"Hehehehe, the Divine Artifact Break of Prison! Ranked second in spatial destructive power, these fools really think it’s just about simple spatial severing? They greatly underestimate me, the Hell Plane’s demon god." The demon god, lounging lazily in his chair and enjoying a beauty massaging his legs, watched the arena split into two worlds with a smug smile and said with schadenfreude.

"Father, now that Pei Yan has advanced to the eighth awakening, he should be able to handle even more Divine Artifacts with the seven he’s absorbed, right?" Xila, sitting beside and watching the match, interjected.

"Yes, indeed! When he first absorbed them, he could handle at most two Divine Artifacts’ powers. But now? At least four! As for mastering the last three, he’ll have to wait until after his ninth awakening." As he spoke, the demon god sat up, waved the attendants away, and took the handkerchief Xila handed him to wipe his brow, continuing, "Pei Yan is sure to win this match, and afterward, you’ll be responsible for receiving the Origin Seed we had discussed with him. With the three slots awarded for first place, our Demon Race’s strength can advance even further. This was obtained in exchange for copious resources and seven Divine Artifacts—make sure to cherish it!"

He tossed the handkerchief back to Xila happily and said, "Alright, now I want to fully enjoy my investment and watch the splendid performance as my returns!"

Looking up at the half-sky-high arena, isolated before Pei Yan, Di Xin felt a chill on his back and silently cursed his misfortune.

"With the strength of your two companions, breaking through the severed space blockade I’ve set will probably take...." For this rare opportunity to defeat each opponent individually, Pei Yan didn’t appear particularly eager. He pulled out a cigar, lit it with his high-temperature fingers, took a deep puff, and exhaled before looking down at the clock appearing on his arm and continued, "About five minutes. Our conversation just took a minute and fifteen seconds, oh, seventeen seconds now, hang in there for over three more minutes, and you can join them!"

With a wave of his arm, the clock disappeared. Pei Yan looked up at Di Xin with the cigar in his mouth, smiled, and said, "You should have the confidence to hold out for those three minutes, right?"

Looking at Pei Yan, fresh and new after absorbing a Mechanical Puppet despite the damaged Mecha, Di Xin feigned calm, taking a battle stance with twitching lips: "After absorbing the puppet, you look healed on the outside, but what about internal injuries? I bet it’s all for show. If truly invincible, why fear taking on three at once!"

"You’re right! I’m scared! You three are so fierce! I’m terrified!" Pei Yan deliberately pretended to be scared, then suddenly, his face twisted into a cruel grin: "So I’ll strike first and eliminate the weakest of you!"

"Swoosh!"

With these words, Pei Yan immediately made an offensive gesture, startling Di Xin into stepping back hastily, his protective energy surging and emitting rays of light. But when he landed and prepared for defense, he saw Pei Yan was motionless, still sporting the cigar, looking at him teasingly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Pei Yan’s mouth released wild, mocking laughter, causing veins to bulge on Di Xin’s forehead. He calculated quickly—it had been another minute and a half, meaning Nero and Ivan could breach the spatial isolation to aid him in just two more minutes. Two minutes! He refused to believe Pei Yan could kill him in that time! Better to be beaten to death than frightened to death!