The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

The stands were actually carved into the trapezoidal walls of the arena. The seats rose up in rows, densely packed, numbering in the tens of thousands at a rough glance.

This shocked Jean, but it also brought her some trouble. Mondstadt had no use for such a large building.

"Hey! Over here!" Yu Jin's voice rang out from above. Everyone looked up and saw Yu Jin sitting in the audience seats above.

Climbing the steps to the stands, the view became even more expansive. The marble-paved plaza below was vast and pristine, large enough for the dragon to roam freely.

The densely packed stands are arranged around the square above, and if they were full, the shouts from the crowd would be deafening.

Enormous things always have awe-inspiring power, and architecture is no exception. This arena transcends the realm of ordinary architecture; it should be called a spectacle.

"How is it? The newly built Thousand Winds Temple is quite impressive, isn't it!" Yu Jin spread his arms wide, big is good, good is big. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"It's really nice, but it seems a bit too big. Mondstadt doesn't seem to need such a large building." Jean nodded. Although it wasn't needed, it didn't matter.

The Thousand Winds Temple had been abandoned for a long time, so it's good to renovate it now. Although the style of this renovation is different from the previous one.

“Uh…” Yu Jin scratched his head. He hadn’t considered all that when he built it; he only cared about making it big.

However, Yu Jin quickly came up with many good ideas. He said, "Open your mind! Such a large building can be used as a tourist attraction or a venue for some kind of celebration."

"Besides, this place is so sturdy that it can be used as a training ground for the Knights. I think your Knights' training ground is pretty bad."

Ember genuinely thought the Knights of Favonius' training grounds were terrible. Located on the edge of Mondstadt, their training grounds were not only small but also lacked adequate equipment.

The Knights' training grounds are open to Mondstadt residents, so every time Ember and Eileen go there, they can't help but complain.

Qin scratched her head a little embarrassed upon hearing this. The Knights were short-handed right now, and almost everyone had their own missions.

The training grounds have practically become a place for Mondstadt's elderly folks to chat. There are hardly any people training there, so naturally, maintenance isn't taken very seriously.

"Tsk, troublesome. Although I'm not a fan of the Knights of Favonius, if you ask, a few training grounds shouldn't be a problem." Diluc glanced at the embarrassed Jean, already considering the location of the new training grounds.

Before anyone knew it, another feature of the arena built by Ember had disappeared. If this continues, the arena will probably only have one advantage: it looks impressive.

"Wait a minute? This isn't a temple! There aren't any statues of gods here!" Paimon looked around. It was a very impressive building, but calling it a temple seemed a bit of a strange name.

"Who says a temple has to have statues of gods?" Ember retorted to Paimon. A temple could be a palace created by a god.

As for whether gods build their own palaces, we didn't know before, but now we do!

"Look! That kid Dvalin is here!" Lance Sanks looked up at the sky. As a dragon, she was more sensitive to changes in the sky than others.

She could feel the sky becoming fresher and the wind beginning to flow more gently.

"Hey! Looks like I'm the last one!" Wendy's cheerful voice came from above.

A huge shadow appeared in the arena—Dvalin had arrived.

Everyone looked up and saw Wendy standing on Dvalin's head. He had an uncontrollable smile and a relaxed expression on his face.

Wendy used to often have a smile on his face, but those smiles were more out of his duty and professional ethics as a bard.

Ember simply didn't understand why bards had to keep smiling.

There was always a hint of melancholy in those smiles, as if something was weighing on Wendy's heart.

But things are different now; Wendy's smile is genuine. Perhaps it's because Mondstadt is no longer a threat.

He can finally stroll around the streets without worry!

"Dvalin, where's the poison blood on your back?" Ember looked at Dvalin, whose light feathers fluttered gently in the wind without any resistance.

Its surface shimmered and glowed, appearing soft and smooth. There was no trace of the poisonous blood that had corrupted it.

“Of course it was eliminated!” Wendy jumped off Dvalin and said with a hint of pride.

After parting ways with them in the Abyss, Wendy couldn't wait to run to the Wind Dragon Ruins and have a long talk with Dvalin all night long.

Friends who haven't seen each other for so many years naturally have a lot to say to each other, but they didn't have the opportunity before.

"How was it cleared?" Ember asked Wendy curiously. Although the will contained within the poisonous blood had been removed, the remaining power was still quite troublesome.

Wendy's ability to eliminate it is truly remarkable.

“That’s the power of love, of course!” Wendy replied to Ember with a smile, using Ember’s words.

That's pretty much true; to fight against the abyss, both willpower and strength are indispensable. And love can always give people boundless willpower.

Wendy would never admit that he actually removed Dvalin's poisonous blood because he wanted to compete with Ember!

"Come on, come on, you be my Ratahn. I'll beat you to death!" Upon hearing this, Ember's fist hardened again.

His own Wind Dragon Festival ended before it even began. And all that hard work building such a huge arena was for nothing.

Although Ember said that, he only swung his fist and then stopped. He didn't really care about the Wind Dragon Festival; he just wanted to have some fun.

As for the Abyss's corruption of living beings, Ember felt that the four on the Abyss were enough for him to study, and there was no need to look at Dvalin.

Not to mention that Ember actually found building this arena quite interesting. He had never seriously built anything before.

In the past, when he rested, he would just sit on the ground and that was it. Occasionally, you could see the rolling skulls, which was quite a unique sight.

"Rataen? Who's that?" Wendy was completely confused. Could it be the true name of a Daedric Lord from another place?

"Never mind, you don't know him!" Yu Jin waved his hand, not bothering to explain to Wendy. He found it too troublesome.

"Oh right, didn't you say you were going to beat me up? Now you can," Wendy said to Ember with a smile, as if she had just remembered something.

Ember looked at Wendy, who had suddenly appeared in the plaza below, and reached out his hand.

"Tsk, it's getting windy."

Chapter 188 Things the Wind Cannot Bear

2023-09-23

"Hey, I didn't realize you were so combative, Wendy!" Ember leaped off the stands and into the central plaza.

"Haha, I've slept for five hundred years, and I'm ready to stretch my muscles." Wendy's face still held that enigmatic smile.

"Aren't you going to deliver this Sky Harp to them yet? Aren't you afraid the nuns will come after you?" Ember said, looking at the Sky Harp in Wendy's hand, which had regained its brightness.

How long has it been since the Sky Harp was stolen? Even if the harp was there to protect it, it couldn't have lasted this long without being returned.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for this long, haven't I?" Wendy plucked the Star Iron Strings a few times, and a melodious and cheerful tune resounded around the arena.

"I don't think you're cut out for fighting, so we won't use weapons. Don't say I'm bullying you later." Ember sized up Wendy. He's clearly a support character, so why does he insist on rolling up his sleeves and getting into a fight?

"That would be perfect. I'm so small, I'm really worried you might use too much force." Wendy nodded, seemingly genuinely concerned that she might get hurt by Ember.

As Ember was warming up, the audience in the distance were also quite surprised by what Wendy said.

Everyone here knows Wendy's true identity. That's why they're even more puzzled as to why Wendy insists on challenging Ember.

Although Ember is also very powerful, compared to Barbatos, the god of wind, he might, perhaps, or maybe is not good enough.

Looking down at Ember, who was still warming up, Qin suddenly began to doubt her own thoughts. It seemed that Ember had never been serious before, and this time seemed to be no exception.

Barbatos used to be in a league of hers. But now, she's a little unsure.

"Hey...hey! Big guy, do you know why the street performer was fighting with Ember? Could it be that they have some kind of grudge we don't know about?"

Paimon looked at Dvalin, who was sitting obediently next to Lance Sanx, and asked. She looked up at the well-behaved Dvalin, unsure where to begin her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments).

Should we say that such a large dragon doesn't feel uncomfortable sitting in such a small audience area? Or should we say that the stone chair he's sitting on is sturdy enough?

Upon hearing Paimon's words, Dvalin stopped glancing at Lance Sanx. He shook his head and said to Paimon, "I don't know, but Barbatos shouldn't have any grudge against Ember. Maybe he has deeper motives."

Although Dvalin and Wendy have been friends for thousands of years, Dvalin doesn't know much about Wendy either.

Firstly, Wendy is always asleep, so they don't actually spend much time together; secondly, as one of the seven rulers of the world, Dvalin often has to avoid Anemo.

"It's really strange. I find busking even harder to understand than Ember now," Paimon said, returning with a question mark in his eyes to Sparkle, who was staring intently at him.

She completely forgot that Ember caused far more trouble than Wendy.

Ying looked at Wendy and Ember. She had forgotten many things since waking up. She only remembered that a god had taken her brother away, but she didn't know any other details.

We can now see Venti sparring with Ember. This will be very beneficial for both Venti's search for his brother and his efforts to improve his strength.

"Don't talk, Paimon. Maybe Venti is just looking for a friendly match." Ying hugged Paimon and carefully watched Ember and Venti below.

Paimon's cheeks puffed up as he looked at Ying's expectant face. Everyone had said she was slow and not quick-witted before, so why did she seem so strange now, while Ying looked completely unconcerned?

Damn it, she's infuriating!

Paimon struggled briefly in Luminous's arms, then gave up. Well, one-fifth the strength of a boar was nothing compared to Luminous.

Paimon's struggles went completely unnoticed by Ying. Helpless, Paimon could only puff out his cheeks and sullenly stare at the two below.

"It's about to begin!" Diluc clenched his fists as he saw Ember stop warming up.

Diluc's thirst for power is no less than that of the Fatui, but he has always looked down on the Fatui's methods.

His pursuit was to obtain the right power through the right means and to do the right things.

But having reached his level of strength, how difficult is it to improve? The easiest person to find who is stronger than him is probably an executive officer.

But he has a blood feud with the Fools. Going to find the Executor? That wouldn't increase his strength; it would be suicide.

"Watch closely, Venti!" Just as Diluc was lost in thought, the Ember below finally made its move.

All the people saw was a grayish-white light bloom in their sight, and then it vanished in an instant.

"Whoosh!" After the light faded, a violent and turbulent gale howled.

A pure white stream of air shot out from Yu Jin's fist, swirling and intertwining as it rushed towards the distant audience seats.

Then a faint white barrier appeared in front of the audience seats, blocking the strong winds completely.

“That thing…” Lance Sanx looked at the white barrier that covered the entire battlefield and felt that it looked very familiar.

"What is it?" Dvalin naturally picked up where Lance Sanx left off, as he was also quite curious about the barrier.

In his eyes, Wendy and Ember were both very close to them and very far away. This was a feeling Dvalin was experiencing for the first time.

“The Sealed Prison. This is the Sealed Prison.” Lance Sanks finally remembered what it was; it was a cage used by the border to imprison other people.

"What is that?" Tvalin was still puzzled. But judging from the name, it probably wasn't anything good.

"This used to be a cage used to imprison people with special status in our area."

"Essentially, it's about stripping away space and exiling prisoners inside. There, space and time are frozen; once inside, you live forever, and that's where you can only live."

Lance Sanx couldn't help but shudder as he spoke. Humanity is truly ruthless, with its eternal exile. Perhaps anyone, in such prolonged time and solitude, would eventually go mad.