Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

But seeing the masked man's skill, I suddenly realized that life is far more important than so-called spirit.

Then, a flash of light appeared, and with the sound of two long swords falling to the ground, the two companions fell to the ground one after another.

The lightning-fast slash left the disarmed Nobushi-kun looking horrified.

Amidst horrified gazes, Mu Xian flipped the back of the sword in his hand back over.

"Don't worry, I just knocked him unconscious."

Mu Xian spoke calmly, then picked up the two swords from the ground and tested them again.

Wow! The evil spirit brother is so powerful!

Klee's startled cry from behind made Mu Xian pause, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

Mu Xian suddenly had some doubts, wondering if his decision to hold back because of the children around was the right one.

I have a feeling... this little girl is a bit different.

Turning to look at Klee, he saw that Klee seemed to want to run in front of him, but was stopped by Xiaogong.

At this moment, Xiaogong's expression was a little strange. Her eyes seemed to be looking at Muxian, but she also seemed to be lost in thought and couldn't help but look ahead.

However, Mu Xian didn't care. What Xiao Gong was thinking was ultimately none of his business.

Turning back, Mu Xian brandished the three swords in his hands, but ultimately chose the long sword he had chosen first.

He walked up to the terrified Nobushige and drew his sword from his waist.

Sheathing the sword, this sword is now considered Mu Xian's.

Although Inazuma is a warrior who is obsessed with swords, taking his sword is like taking his wife.

But sword fighting is like gambling; there are winners and losers, and both sides always need to use something as a wager.

Mu Xian was risking his life; he was using his own sword.

"He considered his sword his second life, so a win or a loss is fair."

Mu Xian convinced himself of this.

But as he said this, Mu Xian glanced at the disheveled and disoriented Ye Fuzhong in front of him.

After a slight hesitation, he took out half of Mora from his pocket.

But feeling it was a bit of a waste, he took back half of the Mora, leaving only a few Mora to throw to the Wild Fushi.

Although it's not as valuable as this sword, at least it can give him a full meal.

Thinking this, Mu Xian hung his sword at his waist.

Turning his head, Mu Xian immediately took off his mask. In his line of sight, a winding path led straight to the highest point on the island.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a bit nostalgic.

"Brother demon, you're lying to Klee. You're not ugly at all."

Keli seemed a little angry, the little girl puffing out her cheeks as she looked at Mu Xian.

Mu Xian glanced down and mischievously ruffled Ke Li's hair.

Before the little girl could get angry, Mu Xian quickly moved his right hand away.

"Let's go."

With the knife hilt between his thumb and forefinger, Mu Xian walked along the path, saying, "I still have a lot to do today."

Chapter 59 You Bullied Sister Xiaogong

There were no wild grasses growing on either side of the road; the wild grasses were separated by the open spaces on both sides.

The open space was bare yellow earth with some traces left on it.

Judging from the traces, there should have been something on the empty space, but it was inexplicably moved away.

Mu Xian had visited Ganjin Island before. In the past, the roadsides were lined with vendors attracted by the festival. Even when there was no festival, the vendors liked to set up their stalls here.

Because of the Yongchae Festival, the vendors moved their stalls to the outlying islands, making Ganjin Island seem much quieter.

Perhaps that's why, despite his earlier enthusiasm for introducing Inazuma's Yomi-no-miya to Klee, he hasn't said a word since.

"Sister Xiaogong, what's wrong?"

Klee's voice woke Yoomiya.

In a daze, Xiao Gong first glanced at Mu Xian walking ahead, but quickly avoided his gaze when Mu Xian showed any inclination to turn around.

"It's nothing." Xiaogong smiled, without even looking at her, and smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes.

"But, but Sister Xiaogong seems very unhappy."

The little guy's intuition was spot on; he clearly sensed that Xiaogong's mood was off.

Xiaogong opened his mouth as if to say something.

But what should we say?

For the first time, Xiaogong felt that he couldn't say anything in front of children.

She lowered her head, but when she looked up again, she had regained her previous cheerful demeanor.

"How could I not be happy?"

With her hands on her hips but not looking at Klee, Yoomiya said, "I'm just a little tired from climbing for so long."

"However... now that I've rested well, I'm back to being the energetic festival queen."

As she spoke, Xiaogong looked around and realized that there were no festival stalls on either side that she remembered.

However, these are all minor matters.

Thinking of this, Yoomiya grabbed Klee's right hand.

"Klee, now that we've rested, let's run to the top of the path together."

"Okay~!" Klee raised her hands, her little face flushed with excitement.

A gentle breeze swept past him as two figures, one tall and one short, ran past Mu Xian and quickly reached the highest point of the path.

"Mu Xuanjun, come up quickly."

The girl holding Klee's hand turned around and waved to Mu Xian from the highest point.

The cheerful voices brightened up the otherwise quiet atmosphere.

Perhaps due to a lack of understanding of romance, Mu Xian did not quicken his pace, but instead stopped in place.

Turning my head to look back, I noticed a sea breeze blowing in at some point, lifting up the drooping flying fish flags below.

The cherry blossoms around them began to fall obliquely. Mu Xian stretched out his right hand, but the cherry blossoms seemed to consciously avoid him.

Mu Xian held his empty hands, then touched the top of his head as if he had realized something.

A soft touch came from my fingertips. When I took it off, I saw that it was a cherry blossom petal stuck to my head.

The right hand, which was tightly gripping the knife hilt, slowly loosened its grip, and footsteps approached from behind.

Turning his head, Mu Xian seemed to see his master running over.

Somewhat incredulous, I blinked, only to see those red eyes slowly fade and turn golden.

The hall master in his sight had become Xiaogong, causing Muxian's gaze to fall once again on the cherry blossom petals in his hand.

Crush the petals, and the moist flower juice will emerge along with the delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms.

Why did it stop here?

Xiaogong looked at Muxian, his tone not as relaxed as when he talked to Keli, or as he had been before.

"Hurry up and go up, Klee can't wait any longer."

"understood."

Mu Xian spoke, casually tossing down the petals in his hand, and walked upwards amidst the increasingly dense falling cherry blossoms.

At the end of the path stood a wooden fence, covered with numerous small wooden signs.

It still looks just like the one Mu Xian remembered, much like the wooden planks used outside the Hall of Rebirth to avoid taboos and entrust business.

"Sister Xiaogong, what are these little pieces of wood used for? Why are there so many patterns on them?"

“These are called ema. During festivals, many people draw their wishes on ema to express their hopes and desires.”

"It can ride a horse... then Klee will write it in Klee's Adventure Diary."

...

Yoomiya was still explaining the so-called ema to Kuri, but she kept glancing at Mukan's movements out of the corner of her eye.

Out of the girl's eye, Mu Xian walked up to the ema plaques and immediately looked towards a certain corner.

Mu Xian observed for a long time, then reached into the corner and grabbed a piece of ema (votive plaque).

Xiao Gong's voice grew softer and softer, and finally, without anyone noticing, he turned his entire gaze toward Mu Xian.

"Sister Yoomiya?" Klee tilted her head, looking puzzled.

She seemed unable to understand why her sister, Yoomiya, who was talking to her, had become like her, drawn to the grilled fish.

However, at this moment, Xiaogong seemed not to have heard Keli's words and walked blankly to Muxian.

Looking at Mu Xian holding an ema plaque, she finally spoke the words she had been holding back for so long.

"Mu Xuanjun, you...you must have visited Inazuma before, right?"

As his right hand, holding the ema plaque, moved, the sound beside him made Mu Xian realize that Xiao Gong had somehow gotten to his side.

"I've been here once."

Mu Xian put the ema plaque back: "But that was a long time ago."

"Then, Lord Mu Xuan..."

As if making a firm decision, Xiao Gong looked at Mu Xian with trepidation.

"Do you know any blond men who use the same swordsmanship as you?"