Chapter 1470: Core Origin Power

Chapter 1470: Chapter 1470: Core Origin Power

"What kind of power makes your father so afraid? If this power is as strong as you say, is it really okay to hand it over to an outsider like me?" Pei Yan asked straightforwardly, both excited and confused after listening to Xila’s introduction.

Xila chuckled in response. "I knew you’d have such doubts! I mentioned before that the power of slaughter and death can be considered the core origin power of the Hell Plane. It’s not just a simple power of death; it’s death accompanied by slaughter. It allows the holder of this power to absorb the enemy’s strength from slaughter and death, growing with each kill! Of course, a single origin power is not enough to threaten my father’s position, but the growth rate of this power is too fast, and if left unchecked, those who are not strong-willed may become influenced by negative emotions such as madness, brutality, and ambition for power, which would threaten the Demon Race’s rule. My father doesn’t want to see the Demon Race go through another Tanaris-style rebellion."

"This power is wasted on me when I’ve been constantly suppressed in battle. Maybe giving it to you is the best destination for it. Plus, my father doesn’t want this matter to create a barrier between us; consider this as support and compensation for you! As for whether you’ll become even crazier due to the influence of this power, tut!" Xila said, teasing Pei Yan while glancing at him. "I think that’s the least of our worries because you’re already strong and crazy enough without it!"

"Alright then! I must admit you’ve convinced me! This origin power is indeed one of the most suitable powers to use." Pei Yan shrugged off Xila’s teasing and replied, "So when do we start the process of swapping origin powers? Are there any side effects? You’d better tell me everything at once since I need to start preparing for advancement immediately; the time is tight, and it must be completed before the fifteen-day deadline."

"We can start now! As for side effects, this is a replacement, so the impact on your already fused state is minimal. After the swap, you’ll feel a bit sluggish using this power, but given what you’ll be doing next, as your kills increase, you will quickly adjust to using this new power." Xila answered truthfully.

Pei Yan nodded. "Very well, let’s begin! Do I need to do anything?"

Xila stepped forward and looked at Pei Yan’s strange Mechanical Eye, issuing instructions one by one. "I need you to trust me completely. First, you’ll need to perform Demon God Transformation. After temporarily changing to the body of the Demon Race, you must isolate the power of the Hell Plane from your fusion and accumulate it in your arm, while I will cut open your skin, merging our flesh and blood to begin our exchange of origin powers."

Having heard Xila’s words, Pei Yan immediately stood up and followed her steps to perform the Demon God Transformation, altering his body shape and transferring the power of fear to the still flesh-and-blood right arm. Once completed, Xila, who had also completed the Demon God Transformation, first slit her own defenseless skin and, without any hesitation, sliced open Pei Yan’s arm skin, inserting her fingers straight into his muscle.

"Hiss!" The moment his muscle was pierced, Pei Yan simply inhaled deeply before slowly closing his eyes. Next, he could clearly feel part of his own power being withdrawn, with the new power flowing into his body to fill the void of the previous part, experiencing slight pain but more joy from the nearly voracious absorption of his body with the new power.

Pei Yan’s body yearned for this power, and the power, equally, eagerly responded to him, much like a flood dragon confined to shallow waters returning to the sea after a heavy rain. The power from Xila’s body finally found its most suitable destination and rushed into Pei Yan’s body impatiently, accelerating the origin power exchange process.

This very reason greatly shortened the process of the origin power exchange, taking only over an hour for Xila’s fingers to separate from Pei Yan’s arm. As soon as they were free, the wounds on their arms healed quickly. Overall, Xila’s power was diminished; she staggered and almost fell, but unlike usual, Pei Yan, immersed in the realization of the new power, continued to enjoy the beautiful moment with his eyes closed rather than offering his hand to support.

"Phew! It seems my power of slaughter truly didn’t want to stay within me for a minute longer! Throughout the process, it felt as if it was a prisoner eager to escape, speeding away from me without a backward glance." Xila sat back in the chair, sighed, and marveled.

"Phew!" Pei Yan also exhaled a breath of blood energy, slowly opened his Mechanical Eye, and smiled at the other party, "You were right; this power indeed suits me perfectly. If it wasn’t for my impending preparation to break through to ninth-level ability, I’d want to storm into Council City right away and wield the power extensively."

"I still advise you to exercise patience! You’ll get your chance! Based on what I know of the internal situation, I can clearly tell you that Council City won’t agree to your request. They might make some concessions but definitely not the trial you hope to see. Battle is inevitable, and Council City, including their Supreme, has prepared to face you. If necessary, they intend to eradicate what you represent as the backbone of the cornerstone plane. If you succeed, it will mark your plane’s place among the old planes with just a few of you. If you fail, your cornerstone plane will be relegated, becoming a follower of the major planes as it was before."

As Xila spoke, she looked at Pei Yan with seriousness. "This isn’t just a small fight in the Holy City or Immortal Palace; Council City and all major planes see this as a challenge from a new force against the core pinnacle strength of established forces. Thus, Council City won’t compromise, as that would mean admitting defeat before the battle even starts."

Pei Yan shook his head and smiled wryly. "I never intended to challenge their position, and even if I did, it wouldn’t be at such a crucial moment. To be honest with you, my greatest wish after all this hustle is to quickly solve the Blood Demon issue, kill what needs killing, banish what needs banishing, and after handling this pile of troublesome matters, go home and take a year-long vacation, sleep like there’s no tomorrow, and have endless fun. Status? Power? What do I care? winning doesn’t mean ruling the world. Don’t make me laugh!"