Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

In a daze, the general seemed to hear a long wind howling, mixed with the loud sound of his cloak being lifted.

When she came to her senses, a finely crafted longsword was suddenly placed in front of General Thunder, but it hesitated to strike.

The owner of the exquisite longsword wore a cold expression that revealed no emotion, but the power unleashed through the Eye of God had already told General Frey the true feelings she was experiencing.

Self-blame...and then anger!

"I'm very sorry."

General Thunder showed no fear in the face of the longsword before him.

"If you want to stab me to death, then go ahead."

She lowered her eyes and clenched her right hand, hesitating to pick up the Dream One Heart sword beside her.

After seeing the scene in the commemorative mirror for the first time, General Raiden found himself somewhat afraid to hold a knife.

I'm afraid that if I pick up the knife again, I'll lose something else.

The doll, which was supposed to be indestructible, eventually experienced wear and tear that it did not want to endure.

So... the doll had already made its decision.

...

Lightning struck the castle tower once more, but unlike the first time, everyone in Inazuma was far less panicked.

The Rongcai Festival was still being held in an orderly manner, and Mu Xian also turned his gaze away from the castle tower.

From a personal perspective, all I can say is that Mu Xian did a good job chopping.

Sure enough, even the god of thunder, who controls the element of lightning, will be struck by lightning if he does something disgusting.

"Wow~, the sound sounds like a giant Dodoo bomb specially made by Klee!"

Her voice was filled with surprise; despite the thunder, Klee showed no fear like a typical little girl.

She stared wide-eyed at the distant castle tower, seemingly waiting for the second clap of thunder.

After waiting for a long time without hearing a sound, Klee became somewhat discouraged.

"OK OK."

Yoomiya walked up behind Klee and comforted her, "Even without thunder, we still have a great adventure to go on."

Little girls are so easy to coax, or rather, Klee is so easy to coax.

With just one sentence from Yoomiya, Klee, who had been feeling a bit down, perked up and immediately forgot all about her previous unpleasantness.

"Yeah, and there's also a big adventure!"

Klee asked, her eyes fixed on Yoomiya, "Yomiya-neechan, where are we going next?"

Xiaogong did not answer immediately, but ran forward a few steps and then stopped on a winding path.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

The girl turned around, a smug look on her face, and said, "Alright, it's time for a dare."

"This place is called Ganjin Island. Although the Rongcai Festival is held on an outlying island, many of Inatsume's festivals used to be held here."

“As soon as we walk up from here, we can see many, many things set up for the festival.”

"Moreover, if we go to the top of the island, we can also see the outlying islands and Inazuma Castle from here."

"It's a pity that fireworks are not allowed during the Rongcai Festival."

At this point, Yonomiya became dejected again: "If we were here at night, we could see all the fireworks, whether they were on the outlying islands or in Inazuma Castle."

The disappointment came quickly and went quickly; in the blink of an eye, Xiaogong cheered up.

That concludes the introduction.

She looked at Claire, but her gaze seemed to be elsewhere: "Let's go up and take a look first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xian, who had been standing silently to the side with his head down, suddenly raised his head.

Mu Xian glanced left and right, making a very small movement, but Xiao Gong noticed it for some reason.

"Mu Xuanjun, what's wrong?" Xiaogong asked, noticing Mu Xian's actions.

Mu Xian did not answer, but simply made a shushing gesture.

A few seconds later, the sound of scabbards rattling could be heard from all around.

Chapter 58 The Wild Ambush Clan's Obsession with Swords

Perhaps it was General Raiden's pursuit of martial arts that led many people in Inazuma to share the same idea.

Over time, Inazuma acquired many skilled swordsmen, but those with good skills became cheap throughout Inazuma.

Many martial artists spend their entire lives pursuing martial arts skills, but the skills they possess are not enough to earn a living; they are not even as good as an ordinary craftsman.

These idle warriors turned to banditry to make a living, and the accumulated crimes they committed banned them from entering the city, forcing them to live in the wild.

Gradually, these warriors acquired another name: the Wild Abomination Clan.

Many experienced adventurers would tell their juniors that if they heard the sound of a scabbard rattling in the outskirts of Inazuma, it often meant that there were wild thugs active nearby.

Encountering the Nobushi-shu is not a good thing. These guys, even when they're out on the streets, still have "martial arts" and "swordsmanship" on their minds, often give travelers a choice.

You either obediently hand over your food and Mora, or fight him and either defeat him or be killed by him.

As a native of Inatsuma, Yoomiya realized something was terribly wrong after hearing the sound of a sword sheath.

She looked at Mu Xian in surprise, who had told her to be quiet, but saw that Mu Xian was still standing there, his expression hidden behind the mask.

"Sister Xiaogong?"

Klee, standing nearby, tugged at Yoomiya's sleeve, looking puzzled. "Is something the matter?"

“Hmm…” Yoomiya thought for a moment, then looked at Klee with a serious expression: “There are bad people around.”

"A bad guy?!"

Klee wasn't panicked; instead, her big eyes held a hint of curiosity: "Are they subordinates of the Great Demon King Dudu?"

Xiao Gong shook his head, intending to deny it, but was afraid that the little girl in front of him would suddenly excitedly say that she was going to deal with "Dudu the Great Demon King's subordinates".

Before they could finish speaking, the sound of swords sheathing grew closer, and three figures appeared behind them.

The sharp whistling sound of the blade slicing through the scabbard interrupted Xiaogong's words.

"I'm sorry, lost traveler."

Of the three Nobushiki, only one drew his sword and clung to his so-called martial spirit, suggesting he had only recently fallen on hard times and become a Nobushiki.

"But whatever you do, draw your sword, or your food and Mora."

Looking at the Nobushiki clan members standing before him with their swords, Xiaogong's fingers twitched slightly, as if he wanted to pull out the short bow hidden behind his back.

With his eyes fixed on Nobuyuki Tadashi, Yoshimiya kept imagining how he would take out his short bow and fire an arrow unexpectedly.

But suddenly everything went dark, and a figure blocked his way.

Xiao Gong was a little confused, but then he saw Mu Xian, who had been facing away from him, turn around.

"You must remember to tell me where Yae no Miko is."

Mu Xian said, "Just as we agreed before, I will protect you all the way."

After speaking, Mu Xian turned to look at Ye Fuzhong in front of him.

To be precise, he was looking at the sword in Nobushige's hand.

I don't know what Inazuma and the other warriors were thinking. They were living a life of hunger, yet they never mistreated the knives in their hands.

Even if they were starving to death, they would use all the Mora they had to buy knife oil to maintain their knives.

Calling them warriors is an understatement; they're more like puppets of the sword.

It can only be said that those sword merchants in Inazuma are good at brainwashing, turning these people into people who believe that "the sword is their glory, and the sword is dead."

Mu Xian shifted his gaze from his sword and looked at the group of thugs, his eyes devoid of mockery, remaining silent as always.

This can be considered their choice. Regardless of whether they agree or disagree, Mu Xian would not presumptuously deny their long-standing commitment.

Standing before the sword-wielding Nobushige, Mu Xian calmly said, "Let's do it."

I will not take advantage of unarmed people...

"What, are you afraid of even unarmed people?"

Seeing that Mu Xian's hands were empty, the wild thugs tried to say something with a show of martial virtue, but were immediately interrupted by Mu Xian.

Having lived in Inazuma for so many years and having a pretty good grasp of the temperaments of these warriors, Kōken undoubtedly angered the swordsman.

Enraged, the warrior no longer cared whether Mu Xian was holding a sword or not, and swung a downward slash at Mu Xian.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, but it didn't feel the familiar sensation it used to.

Nobushige felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the young man wearing the demon mask appeared in front of him without him noticing.

The enemy is suddenly only an arm's length away. If the enemy makes a move...

In the next instant, Nobushi realized the danger and quickly took a few steps back, putting some distance between himself and Mu Xian.

When he came to his senses, the man's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Nobushige instinctively tried to grip the knife in his hand, only to find that his two hands were empty.

Where's my...knife?

"Your knife is well-maintained."

Ye Fuzhong looked up and saw Mu Xian holding a rather familiar-looking knife, slashing out a sharp light in mid-air.

"The handle is too heavy, making it a bit awkward to use."

"But..."

As he spoke, Mu Xian turned his head, his gaze and the tip of his knife pointing directly at the three people in front of him: "You'll get used to it after using it a few more times."

Two sounds of swords being drawn came from the left and right sides of Nobushige, and two companions rushed over Nobushige towards Muxian.

The three of them had previously thought that Mu Xian and his group would be easy targets, so they adhered to their so-called martial arts spirit.