Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

That was the first time Hisagi Shinobu had seen his senior brother display such an expression.

Then, without saying goodbye, Kuki Shinobu never saw her senior brother again. She only heard that the Guhua Sect did not flourish as her senior brother had imagined, but instead disappeared completely after she left...

The memory ended, but the image of his senior brother's expression before he left kept replaying in his mind's eye.

The expression on his face overlapped with the face of the man he had met, causing Hisuki Shinobu to pause in his steps.

She seemed to know how she could see her senior brother's shadow in this man.

It's not just because their faces look extremely similar, but also because their expressions are exactly the same.

"So, your boss is that ghost with the piercing laugh?"

"Sorry, boss sometimes doesn't think things through before acting."

"I can tell."

Then, Mu Xian looked at Jiu Qi Ren again: "Why did you come all this way to find me?"

“I’ve already tallied up the Mora that the boss took from you; it totaled eight thousand Mora.”

The voice reached Kuki Shinobu's ears, causing him to resume walking: "The Arataki Faction doesn't have that much Mora on its books right now, so please wait a little longer, and I will return it to you as soon as possible."

—Give it back to me?

"This is something I gave to him voluntarily."

Mu Xian said, "You didn't need to come all this way to find me."

Moreover, Mu Xian wouldn't waste his time on those eight thousand Mora.

However, Shinobu Hisaki did not think that way.

Eight thousand Mora is indeed not very good, but the already bad reputation of the Arataki faction has been amplified by this rumor: the Arataki faction's thugs have started robbing foreign tourists' Mora.

The root cause was the eldest son's uncontrollable mouth and subsequent inaction.

Mu Xian once mentioned that he should ask Araki Ichito to keep an eye out for "the little girl in the red dress".

But after Arataki Kazuto happily drank the milk tea with beans as an ingredient, everyone forgot about it.

If the reputation of the Araki faction continues like this, no matter how many certificates Hisaki Shinobu has, no one will entrust the Araki faction with any tasks.

"In any case, please accept the apology from the Araki Faction."

Hisaki Shinobu continued, "Recently, the Arataki Faction has received quite a few requests. You won't have to wait long, sir."

After a series of polite exchanges that annoyed Mu Xian, he decided to ignore them and simply turn around and leave.

But he stopped when he heard Hisaki Shinobu's last words.

You mean a commission?

Mu Xian scrutinized the green-haired girl in front of him, and a serious image inexplicably appeared in his mind.

When Mu Xian tried to think about it further, he found that he had no recollection of that figure at all.

Shaking his head and ignoring it, Mu Xian spoke to Hisaki Shinobu.

"Consider the eight thousand Mora as payment for the tasks I entrusted to you."

“I will give you Mora, and I hope you can help me prepare some things before tonight.”

"As for what it is... let me ask first, what materials are needed to make fireworks?"

Hisaki Shinobu's eyes turned strange. Even without removing her armor, Mu Xian could roughly guess her confusion about the request.

However, Mu Xian did not explain, since the employer had no need to explain to the person carrying out the commission.

Hisaki Shinobu also knew these things, and although he didn't understand, he still nodded.

"I see."

Hisaki Shinobu asked, "Where do I need to deliver this?"

Mu Xian was taken aback; he hadn't thought of where to send it.

With his lips pursed, Mu Xian recalled the girl from a few days ago.

"Ganjin Island, perhaps," Mu Xian said after a moment's thought. "I've never seen fireworks on Ganjin Island before."

"I heard that the fireworks can be seen from both the outlying islands and Inazuma Castle there." If the fireworks can really be seen from all of Inazuma, then that would be the most suitable place to put them.

"Senior brother?"

The sudden sound startled Mu Xian, and his thoughts quickly vanished.

His gaze fell on Shinobu Hisaki, and the girl's eyes told him that this was not a test.

Kuki Shinobu looked at Mu Xian and caught the emotions that Mu Xian revealed as he pondered and spoke.

Although it was so faint as to be almost non-existent, Hisahito had sensed it countless times from his senior brother.

"You're the senior brother, right? You must be the senior brother!"

Chapter 89 The Shattered Dream of the Lonely King in the Tower

"You're the senior brother, right? You must be the senior brother!"

Hisaki Shinobu wouldn't mistake it. Even though they had only spent a short time together, Hisaki Shinobu could recognize that it was her senior's aura.

The girl took a step forward, but Mu Xian simultaneously took a small step back.

Hisaki paused, his eyes beneath his green hair showing some confusion.

"I told you I don't know you, and I don't have any recollection of you as some junior sister."

Mu Xian's tone carried a hint of impatience; if it weren't for the commission, he probably would have turned and left immediately.

Mu Xian's words made Jiu Qiren look into Mu Xian's eyes again, but there was no longer any trace of his former senior brother.

—Illusion? Or...?

Jiuqi Ren became confused, and her senior brother's concern made her unwilling to let this matter trouble her like this.

"sorry."

Hisagi Shinobu apologized, "Master, could you please tell me your name?"

"Hu Muxuan".

Mu Xian initially didn't want to speak, but eventually answered.

"Is everything alright? I have to go now."

Mu Xian naturally noticed Hisaki Shinobu's inexplicable probing, and became impatient because of Hisaki Shinobu's repeated probing.

Since Mu Xian has no memories of her now, there's no need for him to say anything more to her.

Without waiting for Hisagi Shinobu's response, he turned and left.

Hisaki Shinobu raised his hand as if to call out to Mu Xian, but still did not speak.

"never mind."

Watching Mu Xian gradually leave, a low mutter came from under the girl's mask: "Anyway, there will be other opportunities to meet."

Then the wind carried away the white clouds, and the clouds that blocked out the sunlight made Rong Caiji less hot than yesterday.

The young man in green clothes had just woken up from a hangover. He had no money to pay for the drinks, so he tried to pay with his music, but the angry shopkeeper threw him out the door.

Wendy just smiled, and the glass hanging from her waist... the Eye of God lit up, transforming into a wooden harp.

Bards have backbone, though not as much as one might imagine.

The boss kicked Wendy out without making her pay, but Wendy wasn't about to slink away like that.

Since you said you'd pay with music, then you'll pay with music.

His fingers casually plucked the strings, and the gradually rising pitch attracted the attention of passersby.

So... let the people of Inazuma experience the poetry of Mondstadt.

Wendy's lips curved slightly, and her fingers expertly strummed the strings...

The story is etched in the poem, and time allows the poem to slowly unfold.

This is a prelude that most Mondstadt residents are very familiar with. As soon as the prelude plays, an image of a boy yearning for freedom appears in their minds.

This is the origin of Mondstadt and the earliest known story.

In the poem, the boy who has never seen a bird in flight yearns for the freedom beyond the high walls.

He met a frail wind spirit, a lost warrior, and a lovestruck hunter...

He led the people trapped in the tower in a rebellion.

In the end, the tyrant was overthrown.

The soaring piano music abruptly ceased amidst the sound of the high walls that isolated the outside world collapsing.

This is the ending of the poem, titled "Breeze and Boy".

The poem should have ended there, but Wendy paused when she saw someone walking in the distance, then continued playing.

This is the ending of the poem, but not the ending of the story.

The soaring piano music did not come to an abrupt end; the story continued.

The collapsed high wall allowed people to see only what was outside, but also to see much more beyond the wall.

For example...the cold wind.

Without the protection of the high walls, the cold wind swept in, and the cheers turned into screams of agony.

Instead of things getting better, they kept getting worse.

There's always someone who needs to be the target of everyone's anger, and that boy who sang praises of freedom became the only one.

The wind spirit watched helplessly as the boy died before her eyes, and the confusion in her heart attracted the dying Lone King.

Normal enemies now share the same fate, and this shared fate allows them to understand each other.

On his deathbed, the lonely king entrusted all his power to the wind spirit, who then became one of the seven.

Using this power, the wind spirits, now wind gods, blew away the cold winds, and for the first time, the sunlight that had been blocked by the cold winds shone into Mondstadt.