"Eat it?" Pei Yan received the emerald bead from the Dragon King's hand, which had once nearly claimed Nero's life, and looked puzzled and troubled.

"Listen to him, eat it!" Just as the Dragon King was about to explain, Pei Yan suddenly recalled Lin Junzhao's urging voice in his mind. Without hesitation, Pei Yan opened his mouth and swallowed the bead, filled with the fire of life.

A gulping sound echoed, and the icy bead dissolved in Pei Yan's mouth with a cool sensation. The liquid inside trickled down the esophagus into his body. Pei Yan felt warmth spreading throughout his body, coursing through his meridians, filling him with an indescribable comfort. He couldn't care about his image and stretched lazily, his bones cracking until he exhaled a turbid breath. Pei Yan felt like a drunken man, stumbling onto his chair, a satisfied and lazy look on his face.

"What did you make him eat?" Xia Yu questioned the Dragon King after seeing Pei Yan's state.

The Dragon King didn't respond but instead picked up his son and stared intently at Pei Yan sitting on the chair. Moments later, Pei Yan snapped out of his relaxed state, waved his hand, stood up, and bowed to the Dragon King, saying, "Thank you, senior, for your assistance!"

"Don't thank me, thank my son instead! This fire of life has fused into your body; it will trigger your body's potential at crucial moments." The Dragon King didn't take Pei Yan's thanks to heart. Feeling Saraf struggling in his arms, he steadied his son's figure. Saraf seemed to have something to say, and Pei Yan leaned in to hear him weakly whisper.

"Help me get rid of him; I want him dead!"

"Uh-huh!"

Watching the Dragon King leave the observation deck with Saraf, everyone knew without Saraf needing to explain who "he" referred to. Remembering their first encounter and that arrogant demeanor, they understood that reaching out to Pei Yan meant he was in his most desperate and helpless moment.

Sighing, Pei Yan set aside this sentiment, knowing that avenging Saraf depended on timing. The immediate priority was the upcoming competition with the Magic Realm team. Pei Yan, stretching to dispel the comforting lethargy from consuming the fire of life, discussed with Gu Shenghui, "Has the lineup order been decided?"

"Typically, you'd be placed last, but I think..." Gu Shenghui said while looking at Flamel, who had already jumped onto the stage, glaring provocatively at Pei Yan's side, with a bitter smile, "That guy might invite you for a death match right away."

"Ah, what a troublesome guy!" Pei Yan, following Gu Shenghui's gaze, glanced at the stage helplessly, then turned to Ye Ruozai and asked, "Are you confident to beat him?"

"Yes!"

Ye Ruozai's answer was swift and decisive. Pei Yan nodded and said solemnly, "Then I'll challenge Moira first when I get on stage, and you challenge Flamel in the second round. Win two out of three victories in advance."

"Alright!"

Seeing the competition's order decided quickly between the two, Gu Shenghui chuckled helplessly, saying, "Am I, the director, not going to get a chance to appear?

Pei Yan affectionately wrapped an arm around Gu Shenghui's shoulder playfully, "You're the ace; let's save you for last, steadfast like a mountain, and let those scheming individuals guess wildly."

Then, he leaned close to Gu Shenghui's ear and whispered, "Is that person ready?"

"Ready, as long as you press the opponent to a dead end in the arena, he'll have a chance to come out!" Saying this, the elderly and the young pair turned to look at the back row of the observation deck, at a person wearing a tracksuit with a hood obscuring his face. The person seemed to feel their gaze, lifting his head to smile at them and making an OK gesture.

This mysterious individual was personally escorted by Mei Simiao from the cornerstone plane on the day before the individual matches began. Only Pei Yan, Wang Wenze, Xia Yu, and a few others knew his identity in the observation deck, but none exposed him, treating him like air, until today when they brought him to the match.

Seeing this person's leisurely demeanor, as if he were merely watching, they decided not to bother him. Turning back, Gu Shenghui softly asked, "Are you sure you want to use him in the arena?"

"Yes! The matter of Jiumu has been delayed for quite some time. Whether for keeping a promise with the Demon God or to expose the person behind Moira, this festering boil must be broken!" Pei Yan resolutely affirmed.

"Alright, if you decide to do it, just do it! But be mindful of your force; if you hit her too hard and she dies or is forced to withdraw, he won't get a chance! To expose her in the arena, you must control your attack's intensity, pushing her to the brink without killing her." Gu Shenghui nodded in support and advised.

"Understood!"

After their discussion, the three men leaped onto the stage under the gaze of all the agents in the observation deck, immediately grabbing the full attention of everyone present. The crowd shifted their focus from Saraf and Nero's battle to the dark horse emerging from the investigation deck in this Sword Discussion Conference.

Competitors stood in selected areas on both sides, each harboring their own thoughts, staring at each other, eager to start fighting. Waiting for the Immortal Palace's host in the center to introduce both sides before leaving, so they may begin a life-and-death struggle.

Feeling the growing tension between the two sides, the Immortal Palace's host, well aware of their deep feud, finished introductions swiftly to avoid any collateral damage, announcing the start of the match and quickly scurrying off the stage.

Upon hearing the match start, Flamel from the Magic Realm camp, with a sinister look, was about to make a taunting remark and declare a death match invitation to Pei Yan, but Pei Yan unexpectedly jumped out first.

Seeing Pei Yan jump to the center of the stage, Flamel still felt a little triumphant, believing Pei Yan would challenge him. Then he heard something that made him want to spit blood.

"I want to challenge Moira to a death match!"

Moira? Initially suspecting his ears deceived him, Flamel confirmed Pei Yan's challenge to Moira and felt humiliated once more!