The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

The blade of the Flowing Starry Sky only lasted a short while before shattering into fragments.

The enormous club, bigger than a man, was once again in Ember's hand. He glanced at the young master who had quickly turned the double-headed sword upside down, and remarked with a sigh:

"Kid, you like fighting?"

"I became an executive officer so that I could fight against more powerful opponents!" the young master replied while observing Yu Jin's weaknesses.

"You really did run into one. I just hope you don't get too discouraged like those rice-wives," Yu Jin said calmly, stretching his limbs.

"Inari-tama-hime..." Before the young master could even savor the meaning of Yu Jin's words, he suddenly felt a tremendous force coming from behind him.

Then he found himself uncontrollably flying into the sky.

"Although you had bad intentions but did good deeds, I always judge people by their actions, not their intentions. Good luck from now on."

"As for how to punish you, leave that to the people of Liyue!"

Ember planted the huge club in the ground and leaned against the upright log, speaking with a sigh.

Although the young master's intentions were bad, the final result was good. Thinking of this, Ember's strength lessened considerably.

At least, the young master doesn't have to endure that kind of pain that feels like his whole body is falling apart.

Looking at Ruoduo, who seemed to be chasing something in the distance, and the broken and desolate land, Yu Jin stroked his chin.

"A soul on the verge of collapse... and the earth on the verge of collapse, that's a bit of a problem."

Looking at the golden light flashing beside Ruo Tuo, Yu Jin clapped his hands.

"Tsk, is a demigod's strength not enough? Then let's have a king instead!"

Chapter 311 The Sword Technique for Sealing Gods

2023-11-23

"Shh!"

On the Jade Pavilion, Yu Jin's figure reappeared. Just as he had said, he returned quickly.

"Brother Yu Jin, where is the person you were looking for?" Zhong Li noticed Yu Jin's arrival immediately and asked impatiently.

Below, Ruoduo was still playing a cat-and-mouse game with Menggete, not allowing Zhongli any relaxation.

"Coming right away, no need to rush." ​​Ember glanced down. Mongot was darting around, using his size and speed to fight against Rota.

He looked up at the distance again, where two bright shooting stars were flying towards Qunyu Pavilion from different directions.

"Bang!" ×2

The meteor was moving very fast, and before anyone could say anything, they saw it fall to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it was the young master and the stragglers who had been swung at by Yu Jin.

"Alright, I've brought the man to you. It's up to you how you deal with him," Yu Jin said, kicking a straggler on the ground.

This guy is worse than the young master. The young master had bad intentions but did good things, while the stragglers had pure bad intentions but did bad things.

"Cuff them and deal with them later." Ningguang glanced down at the young master and the stragglers, waved her hand, and the two happily received a pair of specially made bracelets.

"Not bad, kid, you already have two bracelets." Yu Jin patted the young master's head, then stretched his limbs and said to the young master, "Watch closely, I'll only perform once!"

After saying that, Yu Jin jumped down from the Qunyu Pavilion.

……

"Ha..." Mongot had just caught his breath when he felt the ground around him begin to tremble violently again.

"So fast!" Without thinking, he exerted his strength again, preparing to rely on his speed to dodge the attack.

In the previous battle, Mongot knew that he could only do so much damage to Rota.

So Montgomery decisively adopted a strategy of "delay." His speed, combined with Jodo's current near-idiocy, allowed him to seize the initiative for a time.

Of course, this is only temporary; when Mongot's strength is exhausted, that will be the time of his death.

Just as Montgomery was about to dodge, he suddenly realized that the tremors behind him had stopped.

Fearing that Ruoduo might use some other trick, Mengget immediately turned around to look.

Before the enormous dragon head stood a tiny figure. At this moment, he was pressed tightly against Ruo Tuo's body—it was Yu Jin who had leaped down from the Jade Pavilion.

"Fat Dragon...you...you're so fat!!!" A massive burst of sparks erupted from within Ember's body. Molten burn marks once again scalded his armor.

As sparks flew, the burning marks on Ember's body grew larger and larger, and his power gradually increased until he could shake mountains!

"You too... take off!!!" Sparks flew around, forming a pair of blazing hands that firmly grasped Ruoduo's body.

Then, Ember made a throwing motion with both hands, and Ruoduo's body flew out with Ember's movement.

"Boom!"

Rota's body was larger than a mountain, and its mass was heavier than a mountain.

Its enormous body crashed to the ground, creating a massive crater. It looked as if a star had just fallen.

"it is good!!!"

Upon seeing this, Oser's five heads immediately cheered. If he had hands, he probably would have been clapping by now.

"I knew Ember was no ordinary guy; he just flipped Rota up. Morax, what do you think of that power?"

“I thought only dragons possessed the power to shake mountains,” Zhongli replied to Oser, his tense body relaxing considerably without him even realizing it.

Based on the immense strength that Ember just displayed, he was more than capable of going toe-to-toe with Ruoduo. With him added to the mix, this time it's a sure thing!

“The king is more than just a giant of strength.” Menggete flew up to the top of the Jade Pavilion without anyone noticing. He looked down at the embers swinging their arms and added, “Although he is indeed very strong.”

Yu Jin shook his wrist. Ruo Tuo was a burden he could not bear. How could there be such a heavy dragon?

With a sigh, Yu Jin suddenly held two curved swords in his hands. These curved swords were different from ordinary swords; their ends were not sharp blades, but rather a swirling ripple.

The Flowing Water Curved Sword – a curved sword that exists in the legends of the Blue-Clad Swordsman, said to have been made with the image of flowing water in mind.

Heavy attacks can unleash a series of fluid combos, offering glimpses into the legendary tales.

In the legend, the blue-clad swordsman obtained the Flowing Water Sword from a fairy, which allowed him to seal the ancient deity, Crimson Corruption.

Why is corruption the worst? Because it was truly sealed away by mortals.

"Hoo..." Yu Jin took a deep breath.

Stagnation leads to settling, and settling leads to corruption—remember to keep moving forward and avoid lingering.

This is both a warning from the Flowing Water Swordsman to future generations and the core of the Flowing Water Sword Technique.

and so……

Yu Jin glanced at the ravaged land, released his restraints, and recalled everything he had seen underground at the border.

Suddenly, large patches of clear, turquoise "water droplets" appeared in the sky and earth, dyeing the collapsed land a deep blue.

Then, as if finding their way, countless water droplets rushed toward the curved sword in Yu Jin's hand, which rippled like water.

The hazy, pale blue hue came quickly and went just as fast. It vanished into the world, but clung to the embers of the double-curved sword.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and a colossal dragon shadow blotted out the sky. Ruo Tuo's eyes remained crazed, and his body remained resilient, as if he would never tire.

Seeing the menacing Ruo Tuo, Yu Jin swung his twin swords in a cross motion as if dancing.

The azure color that had been wrapped around the curved sword also poured out. It grew larger and larger, until it was like a torrential rain falling from the sky when it approached Ruoduo.

"Splash!" The azure "water droplets" poured onto Ruo Tuo's body, making a sound like flowing water, just like real water droplets.

For ordinary people, torrential rain is naturally fierce and dangerous; but for Ruoduo, the torrential rain did not even register with him.

But even this gentle downpour suddenly brought Ruoda's forward movement to a halt.

"Gululu..."

The azure rain flowed down from Ruoduo's body and spread across the earth.

Upon contact with the ground, they turned into a misty fog.

"YoYo!"

"Whoa! Whoa!"

"Crash!"

……

A chorus of sounds erupted from all things, and the desolate earth was instantly filled with countless signs of life.

The dark green tree sprouts life from the ground, breaking through the soil, budding, growing, bearing fruit, and withering...

Azure-colored birds and beasts are born, grow, reproduce, age, and die in the mist...

Blue-green fish are born, thrive, migrate, and die of old age in murky water...

……

Within the mist, it seemed like an independent world. Countless living beings seemed to have pressed the fast-forward button; in the blink of an eye, countless souls completed their lives.

When their souls dissipate, they will return once more to the molten sword. But this time, the azure hue is even brighter.

Beneath the boundary lies a harmonious and magnificent landscape, completely different from the surface.

There is no sunlight there, because the leaking starlight is enough to nurture life beneath the earth; there is no conflict there, because everything is a child of nature; there are no golden trees there, because the divine resides within everyone.

The King of Ancestral Spirits' Recollections—The Ancestral Spirits are mysteries existing beyond the Golden Tree, giving rise to life from death and life from life itself; this is His life nature.

People on earth would abhor the growth of horns, for horns are a symbol of bad luck. People underground would rejoice in the growth of horns, for it is their own sprouting.

The King of Ancestral Spirits, that natural deity, resides within the budding tiny sprout.

Feeling the immense power of the two swords in his hands, Yu Jin grinned.

The movement of the body, the changes in swordsmanship, even the rotation of will... none of these can compare to the birth and aging of life.

This is true "flow," and also true flowing swordsmanship, a realm that even the swordsmen of the past could not reach.

Chapter 312 Sprouting Life