The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

The lady's expression turned unusually serious as she spoke, but to the young master, her words were nothing short of bait to tempt him.

"Hahaha! That makes me even more curious. Thanks for reminding me, but I'm actually better than you think!"

Upon hearing this, the young master laughed loudly. His expression held a hint of madness, a madness unique to Tartaglia, a boundless ambition to conquer the world.

"Slap!" The lady slapped her forehead hard. The young master's future became blurry at that moment.

……

"Huff... huff..."

The autumn sun was lovely and warm. So Ember tried to take a nap like the people of Liyue, but as always, he couldn't fall asleep.

Those soft snores were also feigned by Ember to fit the atmosphere.

"Bang!" The already dilapidated wooden door in Yu Jin's courtyard was smashed by a huge force, and flying wood chips were scattered all over the ground, some of which even flew directly into Yu Jin's face.

"..."

Yu Jin glanced at the mess on the ground, then at the young master with his scarf swaying in the wind, and slowly said, "Kid, if you don't give me a good reason today, you're in for a world of hurt!"

"Oh! So it's Mr. Zhongli's good friend." The young master clearly hadn't expected it to be Yu Jin. He raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise.

But that's all there is to it. After all, Ember was so powerful, and he thwarted the Fatui's plan.

The fact that he is Zhongli's friend cannot suppress the burning fighting desire in the young master's heart.

“I’m easy to talk to. If you break my door, just pay me back and I’ll be fine.”

Ember stood up from the ground, turned his head and said.

As for why he stood up from the ground, it can only be said that Ember was too lazy to get into bed, and that door was the only piece of furniture Ember owned besides the bed.

"Here you go, enough for you to replace ten doors." Without another word, the young master tossed out a leather bag.

"Clatter~" Yu Jin took the leather bag, weighed it in his hand, and then said with a smile, "Oh ho, rich guy!"

"Enough with the nonsense! Get ready to take this!" the young master shouted, then transformed his bow into a sword, and swirling waves appeared around him.

"Crack! Crack!"

Seeing this, Yu Jin took out two Mora from his leather bag. He flicked his finger, and the two Mora flew towards the young master with a whoosh.

"hiss--"

"Clap!"

The young master only saw Yu Jin's hand turn into a blur, and then a sharp pain shot through his own hand.

Fortunately, the young master was a veteran of countless battles. Even though he was in excruciating pain, his hands holding the knife only trembled slightly, and it was not noticeable unless you looked closely.

Unfortunately, neither Yu Jin nor the young master are ordinary people.

Yu Jin held a Mora in one hand, gestured towards the young master's hand, and continued, "Your physical condition is good. What if I fire another shot? A knife is a knife, and a bow is a bow. Don't try to mix them up."

"If you encounter a strong opponent, this will happen—"

Before Yu Jin could finish speaking, his fingers once again turned into afterimages.

"Hiss!" An even more intense pain came, and this time the young master groaned as the half-bow knife in one hand slipped to the ground.

"See, like this." Yu Jin tightened the Mora bag. His recent instructions had wasted three Mora, and he was heartbroken.

"Hmph... Hahaha! Very good, you are strong! It's been a long time since I've encountered such a powerful enemy!"

The young master flexed his hands, chuckled softly, and then burst into laughter as if he could not contain his excitement.

"You're too noisy. Want to fight? Let's go somewhere else?" Yu Jin stroked his chin. Martial arts fanatic? He's a bit like him in the past.

However, this guy is just bored and has nothing better to do than Ember. Ember became a martial arts fanatic to save the world.

After all, the stronger a person is, the bigger the firewood they produce, the bigger the flame they ignite, and the longer it illuminates the flames.

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" The young master suppressed his excited smile and nodded.

It would be such a disappointment if such a great opportunity were interrupted.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a secluded place."

As Yu Jin spoke, he led the young master away from the alley.

After passing Tiger-Eating Rock, the Alchemy Platform, and the Great Wooden Bridge, Ember and Childe arrived at the outskirts of Liyue—the very place where Ember and Ningguang first met.

"This place? Very good!" The young master looked around, quite satisfied. It was far from Liyue, and the scenery was beautiful; it was practically a perfect battlefield!

Yu Jin turned around and looked at the young master. This guy hadn't stopped smiling since he left the house; it was clear he was truly obsessed with fighting.

Since he wanted to fight, Ember would let him vent his excess energy. Feeling the golden thorns growing beneath his feet, he grinned.

Sigh, there aren't many people as easy to talk to as him anymore.

Chapter 268 Torturing the Young Master

2023-11-02

"Come on! Let me see your strength!" The young master's blades once again gleamed with blue light.

Having learned from his previous mistake, this time the young master covered his blade and hands with extremely pure water elemental power. He was certain that he would not be disarmed by the embers again.

"Actually, I was just about to ask this. I don't think I've done anything to provoke you." Looking at the imposing young master, Yu Jin scratched his head and asked.

This seems to be the third time he has met the young master. Could it be that he offended him the previous two times?

"Haha, the reasons don't matter now. All you need to know is that you owe Northern Bank a debt, and I am the debt collector!"

No sooner had the young master finished speaking than he brandished his water blade and charged toward Yu Jin.

"You're only now collecting debts? Your work efficiency is so slow!" Yu Jin complained, looking at the young master's ferocious expression.

It's been so long, and only now do we realize that the big flower was planted by him. It seems the people at the Northern Bank are all just freeloaders, utterly useless.

"Perfect timing, I'll give you a little crash course!"

As soon as Yu Jin finished speaking, he kicked out! But he didn't kick the young master; instead, he kicked the green ground beneath his feet.

"Bang!" A large cloud of dark brown soil flew towards the young master. It was like a giant curtain rushing towards him, leaving him no way to avoid it.

"Just a petty trick!" The young master closed his eyes. Although he was somewhat surprised that Yu Jin had used such a despicable move, it was nothing special.

Faced with absolute strength, any insidious tricks are futile!

"Drink... spit it out!" The young master was about to shout, but after tasting the fragrance of the soil, he decisively shut his mouth.

The water blade covering the half-bow blade grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a huge blade several meters long.

The young master wielded the enormous water blade as if it were nothing, and dense, pale blue ripples instantly echoed around him.

The ripples were beautiful yet dangerous, and the young master had no doubt that they could shatter any obstacle in his path.

When I opened my eyes, the blue sky and the disheveled figures of Yu Jin that I had expected did not appear; instead, there was only pitch blackness.

"Huh? Where is this?"

From within the cage made of thorns of rejection, came the young master's puzzled voice.

Yu Jin, who was restoring the soil and water on the ground, heard the young master's voice, put down his work, stood up, walked to the cage that resembled a thorny, hairy egg, and patted the densely thorny vine wall, saying:

"Done with your fancy tricks? Okay, congratulations, it's time for Ember's Excellent Employee Class to begin."

Yu Jin snapped his fingers, and the thorns that could be rejected at any moment began to emit a faint golden light.

"I'm asking you, what is the first rule of the Northern Bank's employee handbook?"

"Heh, you think you can do this with just a piece of wood..."

"tie!"

"Ouch!"

Before the young master could finish his cold laugh, he suddenly felt an unbearable stinging pain in his thigh.

He looked down and discovered that a sharp thorn had somehow gotten stuck in his thigh.

Even more outrageous, the young master's supposedly resilient body had actually been breached. A trickle of blood dripped down the sharp thorn, leaving the young master in disbelief.

"Sizzle!" Leaping lightning appeared on the young master's body, and the mask he wore at an angle now covered his face.

Under the influence of the abundant lightning element, the young master's originally gray-white suit turned blackish-purple.

Looking at the purple lightning leaping inside the spiky egg, Ember clapped his hands in surprise: "Not bad, this elemental power is pretty good."

Ember meant it sincerely. Apart from the doll Inazuma, no one else possessed the same lightning elemental power as the young master.

Then he raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Stab it again, and while you're at it, rip off his mask!"

"Swish!"

A sharp whistling sound rang out, and this time the young master saw the spikes extend. A wicked smile played on his lips. Too slow!

At that speed and angle, he could easily dodge it with just a slight jump.

"Hiss!" Then the young master gasped for breath, clutching his head—he had completely forgotten that the entire cage was covered in thorns.

His powerful leap caused his head to hit the spiked ceiling.

A cool sensation spread across his cheeks. The young master reached out and touched his face, only to find his palm covered in bright red blood.

"Thud!" Immediately afterwards, an even more intense cool sensation came. This was not only due to the blood flowing from his head, but also because thorns had ripped off his evil eye mask.

Seeing the young master in such a miserable state, the sharp thorns that were originally meant to stab him were silently withdrawn.

Through the wall formed by the thorns of rejection, Ember saw the young master's forehead, covered in blood. It looked as if someone had smashed a brick into his forehead.

"Uh... I didn't do this, you did it yourself." Yu Jin was startled and immediately distanced himself from the situation.

"Phew—, I haven't been this angry in a long time." The young master picked up the mask from the ground and put it back on his face.

His breathing then became heavier, gradually sounding less like a simple atmosphere and more like an attempt to release some immense pressure accumulated within him.

"Let me show you the true power of the Executive Officer [Young Master]!"

The young master's voice had become extremely hoarse. If one didn't listen carefully, it would be impossible to tell that he was the same person as the young D'Artagnan from before.

"Boom!" The pent-up power erupted. A shockwave carrying water, lightning, and a hint of evil swept across the area, foreshadowing the young master's immense power!

"Pfft~"