Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The blinding and vast tide of golden light, capable of engulfing all senses, vanished abruptly like the receding tide.

The entire Yujingtai Square fell into a brief, deathly silence, as if even the wind had stopped breathing.

Immediately afterwards...

"boom!!!"

The roar was more intense and frenzied than ever before, like a long-accumulated volcano erupting, instantly breaking the brief silence and sweeping across the entire square!

The audience erupted in cheers!

People waved their arms excitedly, their faces flushed as they discussed, exclaimed, and argued loudly, their voices converging into a noisy ocean. Without exception, the focus of the discussion was on Zhongli's shocking final blow and that brief but soul-chilling experience of sensory deprivation.

"My God! What... what is that light?! I can't see or hear anything!"

"Young Master Chongyun's powerful ice sword... just vanished like that? Without even a sound?"

"Mr. Zhongli, was he really that strong?"

"This is just the port winner? With this kind of strength, they could probably challenge those immortals directly!"

Almost all the audience members wore expressions of disbelief. Whether they were ordinary people or martial arts practitioners, they all clearly recognized a revolutionary fact at this moment.

That is the hidden strength of this seemingly gentle and refined guest of the Hall of Rebirth, which far exceeds their wildest imagination.

The fleeting, ephemeral light of the rocks, the towering ice that melted like snow before absolute power, and Chongyun lying unconscious on the cold arena—all these are the most direct manifestations of this terrifying power.

Amidst this uproar, a small group of people reacted with unusual complexity.

They were the neighbors living near the temple, the old friends who had shared sake with Zhongli at "Three Bowls and No Port", and the acquaintances who had discussed philosophy and tea with him in the teahouses and theaters of Feiyunpo, and who had watched him leisurely walk his birds under the flowering trees of Yujingtai.

At this moment, those who were familiar with Zhongli's daily face were filled with extreme astonishment and confusion, and even a little bit of unfamiliar fear.

"Is that really Mr. Zhongli?"

“Normally he’s… someone who wouldn’t even kill a fish, speaks slowly and deliberately, and is too lazy to even haggle… But just now… that was…”

An old boatman who often played chess with Zhongli at the dock muttered to himself, his voice trembling, forgetting to even smoke his pipe.

Meanwhile, another antique shop owner who frequently interacted with Zhongli also stared blankly at the imposing figure on the arena:

"Mr. Zhongli's Eye of God... I always thought it was just a decoration, an elegant ornament hanging on his waist... Who would have thought..."

In ordinary times, no matter what kind of troubles or disputes he encounters, Zhongli always remains calm and composed, convincing people with his profound knowledge and irrefutable facts, never speaking harshly or resorting to violence.

That gentle and refined gentlemanly demeanor has long been deeply ingrained in people's hearts.

At this moment, the figure on the stage, whose every move could change the world and whose power was as deep as a prison, shattered the deep-rooted impression of this gentleman as a gentle and refined person in most people's minds with an almost tyrannical attitude.

Beneath its rocky exterior lies a formidable strength capable of shaking mountains and rivers.

The impact of this overturned understanding is far stronger than the awe one feels at the presence of a powerful stranger.

Of course, Chongyun's all-out burst of power, the terrifying sight of frost covering the sky and towering cliffs, was also deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

"That young sorcerer Chongyun is truly remarkable!"

"Yes, at such a young age, to have such skill, that ice sword technique was terrifying to watch!" "The sorcerer family of Liyue truly has a promising future!"

Many older martial artists and representatives of Liyue martial arts families showed genuine appreciation and satisfaction in their eyes.

Although Chongyun was defeated, the talent and strength he displayed were enough to earn everyone's respect.

Below the ring, the audience was buzzing with excitement.

Deep within the crowd, several subtle yet powerful auras also subtly relaxed a bit.

The few immortals who were mixed in with the crowd of spectators finally relaxed their tense nerves.

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun, who had transformed into human form and infiltrated Liyue to watch the competition, glanced at Xiao Yue Zhu Yang Zhenjun, whose aura was as deep and unfathomable, and finally relaxed. The turbid air in his chest turned into a long sigh, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

They remained tense throughout, their eyes never leaving the ring, especially lingering on Famas, who was also among the contestants.

Several Liyue immortals were afraid that this seemingly ordinary duel might cause some unpredictable changes that could shake Liyue due to the unfathomable actions of that being.

Only when Zhongli ended the match with absolute power, and Chongyun was exhausted but not in mortal danger, did their hearts finally settle down. However, when their eyes swept over the young man's figure in the stands, their eyes still held an indelible wariness.

"The victor is Zhongli, a guest elder of the Hall of Rebirth!"

The light from the rocks and the frost completely dissipated, and the elderly referee, in a slightly reverent voice, formally announced the result of the duel.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Fontaine Medical Team, which had been waiting at the edge of the ring, rushed onto the ring immediately. Their movements were swift and professional, and the sophisticated instruments they carried immediately began to monitor Chongyun's vital signs.

The gentle water elemental force and the portable healing device were activated simultaneously to stabilize Chongyun's disordered aura and elemental force caused by overexertion and impact.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the medical area below the arena, several elderly and middle-aged people dressed in traditional Taoist attire, exuding a calm and composed aura, were already anxiously waiting.

They were the clan elders and physicians of Chongyun's family.

When the medical team carefully carried the unconscious Chongyun off the stage on a specially made stretcher, these people immediately surrounded him and intercepted the stretcher halfway.

"Yun'er!"

The clan elder, with white hair and beard and a vigorous spirit, quickly placed his fingers on Chongyun's wrist pulse, his brows furrowed, and carefully examined the condition of Chongyun's meridians and internal organs with his true energy.

Another family physician immediately opened his medicine box, took out several specially made pills that emitted a cool and refreshing aura, and gently fed them into Chongyun's mouth, using a special technique to help him neutralize the medicinal power.

"His elemental energy is severely depleted, his meridians are slightly shattered, but his internal organs are fine... Thankfully, he's just exhausted and unconscious!"

After examining the situation for a moment, the elder's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief. He then spoke to the surrounding clansmen, before raising his head and glancing at the calm figure on the arena with a complex expression.

His eyes held both heartache for his junior's defeat and awe for the unfathomable strength of that guest master.

Such strength is comparable to the elusive immortals of Liyue.

"Quickly, take him to a quiet room and let him recuperate properly!"

He gave the order in a deep voice, and the family members immediately and carefully surrounded the stretcher, disappearing quickly and orderly into the depths of the passage leading to the medical ward.

In the bustling Yujingtai Square, only that figure in rock-gold remained calmly standing in the center of the arena, as if the earth-shattering blow just now was nothing more than a wisp of dust swept away with a flick of his sleeve.

Zhongli's gaze swept lightly across the viewing area once more, his expression unfathomable. (End of Chapter)