Otherworldly Affairs Office

Chapter 1142: Beast God Assimilation

"Pei Yan, you’re clever yet not clever enough. In this world, seeing through everything doesn’t mean you have to speak everything. You’re right; I indeed have other aims. After this battle, if we can achieve victory and you survive, the rise of the Foundation Plane will be unstoppable. By aligning my child with you, and relying on the support from the Daoist Realm and the Foundation Plane, even during my absence, my world can be well cared for. You’ll support it for the investigation hall’s interests, won’t you?"The Ancestral God sighed, patting the sleeping rubbish by his side, "I had no choice in this matter, I owe it to them. Not even a spot for the Child of Origin can be allocated to them. It’s only by forcibly granting them this ability through co-existence with you."

"Hoo!" Exhaling deeply, Pei Yan slapped his thigh and vowed, "I’m on board as long as you enhance their power to an acceptable level. We’re willing to accept the conditions! What do I need to do next?"

"Girl, I need your strength to elevate the power of my unawakened child. My efforts alone are insufficient." The Ancestral God directly requested Lin Junzhao, then advised Pei Yan, "Meanwhile, for signing the co-existence contract and executing the capture mission of Saraf, some preparations are needed. Someone will guide you through these tasks. Start preparing. Oh, leave your Hell Demon Butterfly behind. I will fulfill my promises to you."

Since the Ancestral God had spoken, Pei Yan had no choice but to agree. As Lin Junzhao left his body, Pei Yan headed out, leaving the Hell Demon Butterfly on his shoulder. Upon exiting the cave and returning to the Dragon Palace entrance, he discovered who the Ancestral God meant by ’someone to receive him.’

"Are you the one to meet me then? Where’s Salafam?" Pei Yan asked Long Jin, his former opponent in the team competition, with a smile.

"The Ancestral God wants you to do some tasks, which I believe you’re aware of. Certain matters aren’t suited for outsiders, which makes me handling this as a disciple all the more fitting. Mr. Pei Yan, you’ve been busy since arriving at Dragon Palace. Let me take you to rest first; we can discuss the details tomorrow, okay?"

Compared to Saraf’s ruthless disposition, Long Jin’s smooth and likable nature had already left an impression on Pei Yan during the team competition. Hearing her offer, Pei Yan considered briefly before declining, "I’m not tired. If possible, I’d prefer to start preparing for the task today. This is both for your master and myself. Whether it’s the Blood Race or the Magic Realm, there’s much I need to handle. I want to complete this mission quickly to focus on other matters."

"Very well, since you insist, I won’t refuse. Follow me then!" Seeing Pei Yan’s resolute attitude, Long Jin didn’t procrastinate further and gestured ahead, leading the way in another direction within the Dragon Palace.

Preoccupied with his matters, Pei Yan paid no attention to the scenery along the way. Guided by Long Jin, the two meandered through the labyrinth-like Dragon Palace until, just as Pei Yan grew impatient and was about to ask, they passed through an unremarkable secret door. The path began to slope steeply downwards, transitioning from delightful natural scenes to dull, grim stone walls. As they delved deeper, a pungent odor of blood permeated the air.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, isn’t this a bit much!" Reaching the tunnel’s end and surveying the scene before him, Pei Yan rolled his eyes and remarked helplessly, "Are you all so fond of this morbid fascination? Can’t you find another way? The Demon Race is like this, and you’re the same!"

Seeing Pei Yan’s child-like demeanor, Long Jin laughed heartily. Before them lay a vast cavern, its walls lined with the heads of various beasts Pei Yan could or could not name. Among them were distinctly the heads of two major Dragon Race beasts, each expression contorted in agony, mouths wide and blood-splattered. Fresh blood poured incessantly, forming a pool within the cave.

Long Jin seemed unfazed by her kin’s heads hanging on the cliff walls, smiling as she explained to Pei Yan, "Isn’t blood absorption always like this? Do you have a more convenient way? I know you possess the Demon Race’s supreme bloodline, but regarding the diversity and strength of bloodline power, no plane surpasses our Spirit Monster Plane. Be satisfied! The Ten Thousand Beasts Pool has only been opened nine times in thousands of years; six times for my plane’s people, three times for outsiders. You are one of those three. If not to better solidify the co-existence contract between you and the Young Master, the Ancestral God wouldn’t let you soak in our bloodline."

"But your kin are on the wall! Doesn’t that make you angry?" Pei Yan couldn’t help but ask.

"Angry?" Long Jin snickered as if hearing the greatest joke, "Why would I be angry? Those chosen to join the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool are the best warriors of the tribe, their honor is unparalleled. Every time the pool opens, warriors from various tribes participate in the Ancestral God’s championship. The victor receives the Ancestral God’s blessings and rewards, and the most valiant fallen warriors enter this pool with their lifetime honor. Their families and descendants are honored and cared for by the tribe. Why would I be angry at something mutually beneficial?"

"Okay! Pretend I didn’t mention it!" Hearing Long Jin’s explanation, Pei Yan realized there was a cultural gap in their perception of life and death. He shrugged and changed the topic, pointing downwards at the blood pool, "So can I just go in and absorb it now?"

"Wait a little. Soon, the Young Master will enter the adjacent blood pool. It’s best you both enter simultaneously, reducing the obstacles when signing the contract and during assimilation."

"Assimilation?" Pei Yan furrowed his brow, intrigued by the term frequently mentioned by both the Ancestral God and Long Jin.

"Yes, Beast God assimilation! The most perfect form of co-existence contract that significantly enhances your power. How many outsiders wish to sign such contracts with our high-tier divine beasts? But very few truly succeed. If you can sign with the Young Master successfully, emerging after it will surely astound the world, hahaha, and with your collaboration, our Young Master’s prestige will also become renowned globally."

Pei Yan wasn’t concerned about rubbish gaining fame, but he found the concept of Beast God assimilation fascinating.