Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The poison of demonic remnants that Jiang Li mentioned, which was enough to kill immortals and gods, seemed to disappear without a trace on Famas, as if it had vanished into thin air.

From the moment Famas stepped into the stone hall and drank that cup of poisoned tea, Zhiyi's heartstrings were stretched to the limit.

The boy's sudden spitting out of the scalding hot tea had made Zhiyi's heart nearly leap out of his chest, as he thought his plan had been exposed.

But then Famas's nonchalant, even somewhat disdainful, manner as he drank the remaining scalding hot tea left Zhiyi deeply confused and filled with even greater anticipation.

Only now did the cold reality make Zhiyi realize that the deadly poisonous remnants of the demon god, which was enough to corrode immortal bodies and torment yakshas, ​​had not caused the slightest ripple on Famas's body.

However, this confirmation brought not relief, but deeper confusion.

Zhiyi clearly remembered that this poison was almost incurable, so he only carefully put the poison into Famas's teacup and the shared teapot, while his own cup contained the most ordinary tea.

So, what kind of great power did this boy-like being rely on to withstand the erosion that even immortals and gods would avoid?

Or did he already know the tea was poisonous, and that seemingly drinking action was just a disguise of some unpredictable means, with the toxins already being silently neutralized or expelled?

The way the holder of the Eye of God manipulates elemental power is unpredictable, and Zhiyi is ultimately just a mortal. It's normal that he can't imagine the limits of the Primordial God's abilities.

But Zhiyi's heart could not stop that almost instinctive probing, like a venomous snake lurking in a cave, ready to bare its fangs at any moment.

This suspicion was ingrained in his very being, just as Zhiyi did not believe that Uncle Tian would sincerely recommend him, nor did he believe that he could secure the position of Tian Shu Star solely based on his own abilities.

Trust was always a luxury for him.

Zhiyi is always in doubt, always testing, like a blind man walking on the edge of a cliff, filled with unease and vigilance towards every inch of land beneath his feet.

But now, futile probing was pointless. For the first time ever, Zhiyi chose to be honest. He picked up his cup of pure tea, took a small sip, and then looked up, his gaze calmly meeting Famas's:
"I was very sorry for tampering with your tea earlier, Your Excellency Famas... I apologize."

Zhiyi's tone when he apologized showed no remorse whatsoever. He then changed the subject, speaking clearly and without any shame.

"But since you've proposed cooperation, you should at least provide some tangible evidence."

"If you want to rely on me, strength is an indispensable foundation."

Zhiyi tapped his fingertips lightly on the rough stone table, as if finalizing the terms of a transaction.

He appeared calm and composed, even exuding a sense of control over the conversation, as if the failed poisoning attempt had never occurred and that he was still firmly in control of the conversation.

As for Famas, the slight toxicity of that demon god remnant was not even worth a ripple. As an ancient demon god who has survived to this day, and the embodiment of war and flames, the corrupt remnants left behind by a mere unknown demon god were nothing more than a slightly scalding cup of water to him, not even worthy of being called poison.

He was already covered in blood during the war between the demons and gods.

What truly piqued FAMAS's interest was Zhiyi's current demeanor.

When he was caught poisoning someone in front of the victim, he not only showed no panic or hesitation, but also brazenly used it as leverage, saying that he wanted the other party to prove their abilities.

This audacity and almost shameless composure, which allowed FAMAS to dance calmly on the edge of a cliff, quietly raised his opinion of FAMAS.

This kid is definitely a desperate criminal at heart.

"Since we're going to cooperate, we should at least know each other well."

Zhiyi put down his teacup, the porcelain cup making a slight clinking sound against the table. He looked up and stared directly at Famas, his tone carrying a deliberate frankness and an undeniable probing.

"Excuse my boldness, Lord Famas, which of the Liyue Immortals are you?"

Zhiyi's question made no attempt to evade the issue, posing the most crucial question. In his mind, the ability to withstand the tea containing the deadly poison of demonic remnants without flinching was a power far beyond that of ordinary humans or ordinary primordial gods.

Only those immortals existing in the ancient legends of Liyue could possess such unfathomable depth and resilience.

However, Zhiyi searched through his memories but could not find any Liyue immortals who matched the name "Famas".

What puzzled him even more was which kind of deity harbored such deep hatred for this land they had once protected, and would actually condescend to help such a despicable person as him.

A chilling self-mockery flashed through Zhiyi's mind.

He has a clear understanding of himself.

To achieve one's goals by any means necessary, and to exploit everyone available, isn't that what people in Liyue call a despicable villain?

The fact that the immortals of Liyue helped someone like him steal the position of "Celestial Pivot" is itself an absurd irony.

Ever since he unexpectedly bumped into Famas and the bard Venti at the South Wharf, Famas's critical and nitpicking attitude towards Liyue's affairs, and his undisguised coldness, had planted a seed of doubt in Zhiyi's heart.

Thanks to his friendship with Xingqiu, the second young master of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Zhiyi had entered the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce's so-called all-encompassing library several times.

He buried himself in the yellowed ancient books and scrolls, trying to find the origin of the flamboyant name "Famas" from the texts that recorded the secrets of Liyue. He thought that such a distinctive and seemingly unscrupulous immortal must have left a strong mark in the records.

Unfortunately, after flipping through the dusty pages of the book, Zhiyi found nothing.

This led him to believe that Famas might just be a powerful alien god, and that his words and actions were nothing more than the arrogance and prejudice of an outsider.

But the other party calmly drank the poisoned wine, which was like a heavy hammer blow, completely shattering his previous judgment.

That was a corrosive power that no ordinary Genshin Impact could easily withstand. The person before them clearly possessed power comparable to, or even surpassing, that of the ancient immortals of Liyue.

As a student studying abroad, Zhiyi naturally knew that the so-called immortals in Liyue were, in ancient records, nothing more than mountain spirits and wild monsters who had gained sentience through a fortuitous encounter.

They are reverently called "immortals" only because they do not harm human lives and even occasionally offer protection.

Stripped of the embellishment of later generations' reverence, gods and immortals are nothing more than powerful beasts.

Since no trace of Famas could be found in the Liyue Archon family genealogy, and the power he displayed far exceeded that of mortals, even surpassing that of ordinary Genshin Impact, yet he harbored such undisguised malice towards Liyue itself, then the answer is almost obvious.

Famas is probably not some orthodox, officially recognized deity at all.

He most likely belongs to another type of being in the Liyue lore.

Those spirits and demons that have been deliberately downplayed by history, obscured by the light of immortals, and who truly follow the nature of wild beasts.

They also possess the power to move mountains and overturn seas, but they never take it upon themselves to protect living beings. Instead, they use their power to satisfy their own greed, resentment, or pure destructive desires.

They lurk in ancient forests and deep caves, or take human form and walk among mortals, waiting for their chance to strike.

This realization caused Zhiyi's fingers, which were holding the teacup, to tighten slightly.

The tea in the cup was no longer warm; instead, it exuded a chill that seemed to spread up my fingertips.

His partner was not a detached and celibate immortal, but a ferocious beast with terrifying power disguised in human skin.

The other party's help in seizing the position of Tian Shu Star is likely not a simple collaboration, but rather an attempt to use him to lay a more insidious trap in Li Yue's game of chess. (End of Chapter)