Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 671: Creditor (Please Subscribe)

There was no time to consider what role the Immortal Palace played in this sequence of events, because Pei Yan's little creditor had already come knocking.

Receiving the wooden box handed over by Liu Xian'Er, Pei Yan listened as she scolded in a childish voice, "Inside this box is a gift from our old Sect Leader to Fellow Daoist Ye Ruozai, as compensation for not being able to take him as a disciple back then. Our ancestor conveyed his hopes that Cultivator Ye Ruozai could rely on this item to enhance his strength and wished our sect's Swordsmanship could shine in the alien world, allowing Fellow Daoist Ye to uphold justice and punish evil."

"Uh, can I open it and take a look?" Pei Yan asked cautiously, rubbing the wooden box.

Liu Xian'Er nodded but warned, "Of course you can, but don't get greedy, okay? This thing is clearly given to Cultivator Ye!"

"Won't, won't!" Pei Yan waved his hand repeatedly and slowly opened the wooden box in front of Liu Xian'Er. The first thing that caught his eye was an ancient book rolled up like a scroll. He took it out for a closer look but was shocked to see inside the box and exclaimed, "Dao Heart Stone!"

"Of course, would our old Sect Leader be stingy? Don't underestimate this Dao Heart Stone. The laws contained within it are related to Sword Dao comprehension, making it an invaluable treasure for us Sword Cultivators. This scroll of the sword manual is compiled from the essence of our sect's Swordsmanship. It's a first-class Cultivation Technique in the Daoist Realm. Don't go spreading it around casually." Liu Xian'Er boasted, hands behind her back.

Pei Yan was even more astonished and bewildered upon hearing this, "Aren't you afraid of your sect's secrets being spread if you give away this sword manual?"

"What's there to be afraid of? The book only records sword techniques below the Human Dao Realm, from entry-level to initial mastery. The real sect secrets lie within the last three realms." Liu Xian'Er quickly added, fearing Pei Yan would underestimate the item, "Even so, this sword manual isn't something everyone can learn. It contains the insights of our sect's predecessors on Swordsmanship cultivation. Although it's brief and concise, each sentence is a significant guide for those new to Sword Dao, helping you avoid many detours or even going astray."

"Of course, of course!" Pei Yan said, his gaze full of anticipation as he looked at the sword manual. "After Ye Ruozai has read the sword manual, can I borrow it for a look?"

"The book has been given to Fellow Daoist Ye. If he wants to let someone else see it, that's his freedom, as long as he agrees." Liu Xian'Er said, once again looking vigilantly at Pei Yan and questioning, "You won't secretly keep it, will you?"

Facing a child repeatedly questioning his selfless character, Pei Yan covered the box with some dissatisfaction and swore, "I assure you, I will hand this item over to Ye Ruozai intact, with no greed or deceit, okay?"

Seeing this gesture, Liu Xian'Er nodded hesitantly, then stretched out her small hand, hinting at Pei Yan. Seeing this gesture, Pei Yan was confused and didn't know what it meant. Seeing no reaction from him for some time, Liu Xian'Er finally couldn't hold it in and said, "What about my compensation for you damaging my flying sword? You promised it would satisfy me! Don't think you can get away with it!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Pei Yan slapped his forehead, realizing embarrassing, "So that's it. These few battles had given me a foggy mind. Tell me what you want, as long as it's something I can do and the terms are reasonable, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"I doubt you have anything good." Liu Xian'Er snorted, then secretly glanced at Cao Jiu Zhou, who wasn't peeking over. She hesitated, then looked at Pei Yan, changing her previously cheeky demeanor to a timid one, "You're pretty strong, right?"

"Ahem, uh... I guess." Pei Yan coughed dryly at the child's sudden compliment and chuckled, agreeing.

Liu Xian'Er rarely refrained from mocking his thick-skinned behavior, instead she wriggled awkwardly, "Then let's leave it at that for now. In the future, if I need your help, you must help me with it, just one task!"

"Hey, hey! Don't give me that!" Pei Yan quickly waved his hand to refuse, "I understand this. Where did you kids learn this from, your brother telling you stories? Must accomplish, you little rascal, do you think you are Zhao Min? Just pick something practical, and we'll call it even one-time."

"Stingy!" Liu Xian'Er was furious at being refused face to face by Pei Yan, but thinking of her hidden trouble made her suppress her temper. She pointed her watery eyes at Cao Jiu Zhou in the distance, aggrieved, "He told me that after seeing your duel with Bai Xuelin through the Ten-Eyed Well, sending a thousand miles of voice transmission told him to ask you for three Demon God Core shards. He said you wouldn't refuse if I asked because of face."

"Uh…." Pei Yan was speechless. If Liu Xian'Er did ask, following his nature, while it would hurt him, he really wouldn't refuse. The other side had indeed grasped his crucial point quickly. Was the Ten-Eyed Well some kind of monitoring device in this world? Does it mean that every move here was under someone else's watch?

As Pei Yan's mind raced rapidly in thought, Liu Xian'Er clenched her fists like making a major decision, and continued, "But I don't want this condition. That flying sword was nurtured by my brother for me! You destroyed it, so you have to compensate me; it's only natural! It shouldn't, shouldn't have…."

At that point, Liu Xian'Er's nose twitched, and she burst into tears. Seeing this, Pei Yan was thrown into a frenzy, amid the curious stares of onlookers, he flustered into comforting her with words, but instead of calming up, she cried even louder, asking for her sister, Xia Yu, Zhao Yuanhu, and the others, ready to surround him for questioning. Pei Yan could only let out a long sigh and compromise, "Fine, fine! I agree with you!"

"Really?!"

Seeing Liu Xian'Er stop crying instantly, Pei Yan felt a sense of defeat for the first time, speechless, "Are your tears like tap water? Flow when you say flow, stop when you say stop!"

"What's tap water? Is it tasty?" Liu Xian'Er sniffed and asked.

"Yes, it's tasty, the old has drunk! Immortal water!"

"Hmph, what kind of Immortal Water could your Foundation Plane have!"

"Hey, you little brat still looking down on people. Who was crying and begging me just now? Let's just say I give you three Origin Fragments!"

"I don't care! You've already agreed! If you go back on your word, I'll cry at the Heroes Pavilion every day, telling everyone you don't keep promises and bully kids!"

After a fierce debate, Pei Yan felt a stuffy feeling in his chest, thinking that if he kept entangling with him, he wouldn't be able to do anything else. Now, he just wanted to send him away quickly to get some peace. With this thought, Pei Yan had to compromise, "I give up, I agree with you. As long as you come to me in the future, and the matter's within my capability and doesn't go against my principles and intentions, I will do my utmost for you. Listen well; it mustn't go against my intentions. If I can't do it, I'll compensate you with three Origin Fragments."