The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

However, relics are generally only created when one experiences a significant fluctuation in consciousness, such as being on the verge of death or dying directly.

It seems this set of relics will never be created. Ember has died countless times already. Undead, undead, does he really think that title is just for show?

He turned to look at Chongyun beside him, who was also holding something and seemed to have made some gains as well.

"What good stuff do you have here?" Ember ran over. He couldn't have two treasure chests full of Mora, could he? That would be too cliché.

"A ring."

Fortunately, Zhongli's taste was still reliable, and he knew how to differentiate himself. One treasure chest was full of Mora, while the other... was also full of Mora, but with an extra ring.

The ring was set with a piece of emerald green jade, which was free of dust because it was stored in a treasure chest.

The jade was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Chongyun's face.

"There are words on this too... The world is full of troubles, and life is full of suffering." Chongyun read it aloud, recalling the inscription on the stone tablet, and a sense of sorrow welled up in Chongyun's heart.

It's hard to imagine what the person who set up the grand formation was thinking when they placed the ring in the first place.

Is it a lament about the suffering in the world? Is it helplessness at being unable to do anything about it? Or is it confusion about the future?

Chongyun felt that all of these were true, otherwise the emotions contained in the inscription on the stele would not be so complex.

"Hmm... it's just the sentiments of older people at a certain stage of life. Why are you, a young man, so concerned about it?"

"Instead of wasting your time, why don't you take out the books I gave you and read them carefully?" A voice pulled Chongyun out of his reverie.

Looking up, I saw Yu Jin searching for something in the treasure chest.

"That's all? That's a bit stingy. Shouldn't we be asking for some kind of divine artifact or magical treasure?"

Ember searched the treasure chest thoroughly and found nothing but Mora.

"Perhaps it's because the master who set up this grand formation believed that the one who could eliminate evil spirits had reached a level of power that could not be disturbed by external forces?"

Looking at the rather rudimentary "treasure" before him, Chongyun speculated.

"Have you reached that level of strength?"

"No."

Chongyun shook his head decisively. Neither he nor Xingqiu had much room for improvement in their strength; they were far from reaching the point where they could not be disturbed by external things.

"Alright then, watch me handcraft a relic for you." Yu Jin glanced at Xing Qiu, who was grinning foolishly while holding a relic, and began rubbing his palms together.

The collection of wills is what makes a relic. With this thought in mind, Ember rubbed his palm together incessantly, and soon sparks flew.

"Fire?" Xingqiu snapped out of his excitement when he saw the sparks flying everywhere.

"Look! It's done! A new relic!" A brand new corsage was born on a piece of Mars.

Yu Jin held up the flowers and showed them to Xing Qiu and Chong Yun.

"A new relic?" Chongyun rubbed his eyes. Why did he feel like the relic was looking at him, like it was a living thing?

No, it doesn't just look like one, it's a living thing! This thing is moving!

"Sorry, I added too much material when I was kneading it. I'll knead one for you again." Yu Jin saw the petals of the relic stretching out and knew that he had made something new again.

He put away the small flower in his hand, intending to make another one, but Xingqiu and Chongyun both shook their heads.

“Senior, Chongyun and I can exchange these relics, so please don’t worry about it.”

"Yes, what's more, I've already seen demons and monsters with my own eyes, and that's the greatest gain for me!"

Xingqiu and Chongyun wiped the fine sweat from their foreheads and hurriedly said. They were afraid that the embers would get too big from rubbing them, so they rubbed them until they produced a large one.

Chapter 376 Facial Paralysis Meets Facial Paralysis

2023-12-26

"Click——"

The withered yellow grass in the depths of winter is very fragile. With just a light step, the brownish-yellow leaves turn into tiny fragments that disappear into the larger clumps of grass.

"call!"

A figure in frosty white moved swiftly through the grass; the slightly plump figure moved with surprising agility.

"Damn it, the Order's enemies!" The Frost Abyss Mage turned around, but the deep blue figure behind him was still relentlessly pursuing him.

Not only that, the figure is getting bigger and bigger, and the details are becoming clearer. Before long, the person behind it will catch up with it.

"Let me show you a chilling colder than the depths of winter!" The erratic shouts emanated from the ice mage's sharp beak. Anyone who heard them would feel their blood boil and their mind become agitated.

However, this had no effect on Dain afterwards. On the contrary, he could still clearly hear the language unique to the abyssal monsters.

As it flew, ice crystals radiating cold energy shot out from around the ice magic, fiercely piercing towards Dain, who was closely following behind it.

As the ice crystals glided across the brownish-yellow grass, several snow-white streaks appeared. The already fragile withered grass, eroded by the frost, instantly formed a thick layer of frost, making it even more vulnerable.

The biting cold had even reached Dain's side, and his breath turned into thick white mist.

Seeing this, Dain frowned. It wasn't because the attacking ice crystals were too troublesome, but because the clues had gone cold again.

"Crack! Click!"

Dain raised his arm and punched the flying ice crystals several times. The ice crystals, which looked like steel blades, were shattered into pieces by Dain's iron fists.

"I don't know... or did I figure it out?" Dain stared intently at the frost-white figure flying ahead, showing no discomfort on his face.

Even though the Abyss Mage would occasionally teleport out of his sight, Dain could always find its trail immediately.

It seems that Dain is playing a cat-and-mouse game, not in a hurry to catch the Abyss Mage, but rather wanting to play with it.

Dain, of course, wasn't that bored. He just wanted this Abyss Mage to lead him to the Abyss Order's stronghold in Liyue, or rather, to find the Abyss Apostles lurking in Liyue.

Not long after parting ways with Ember, Dain immediately began wandering throughout Liyue, searching for any trace of the Abyss Order.

However, this time the Abyss Order seemed to be prepared, and Dain searched for a long time but found very few clues.

Now that he had found this Abyss Mage, Dain planned to have him lead him to the Abyss Order's stronghold.

But it seems... this guy has figured it out.

He's run all the way from the South Gate to Mt. Aozang, and is about to leave Liyue territory, yet there's still no sign of him stopping.

The only explanation is that it had already seen through Dain's plan.

With that thought in mind, Dain's eyes sharpened. Since that was the case, there was no need to waste time.

"boom!"

A white gust of wind suddenly appeared behind Dain, blowing up the withered grass around them.

Meanwhile, the Ice Abyss Mage in the distance only felt a blur before its eyes and realized that it had lost control of its body.

"Tell me, where is your base?!" Dain grabbed the Abyss Mage by the neck, his tone colder than the winter wind.

"Hah...hah..." The Abyss Mage was panting, and it kept slapping Dain's arm with its short little hands, trying to escape his grip.

Unfortunately, it was destined to be in vain; Dain's arm did not even tremble.

"Click——"

With a forceful pull of Dain's hand, the Abyss Mage's neck snapped from the inside.

Dain wasn't surprised that he hadn't gotten anything out of them. Extracting information from a demon in the abyss was an incredibly difficult task.

Instead of trying to pry something out of them, you might as well save that time and do your own research; you might find more useful that way.

"Hmm... troublesome thing." Dain shook his head and sighed as he looked at the Abyss Mage in his hand that had turned into nothingness.

Having finally found an Abyss Mage, Dain was slightly annoyed that the lead had gone cold so quickly.

Of course, that was only a small part; Dain had experienced even more frustrating moments.

"Who are you."

Just as Dain was pondering what to do next, a huge shadow loomed over him. Dain looked up and saw a woman holding a massive boulder.

Her silver-white hair, gradually turning gray, was braided into a plait that reached her thighs. She wore a high-necked, sleeveless gray-white cheongsam paired with a black jumpsuit. Combined with her calm and serene eyes, she looked like a crane living deep in the mountains, far removed from the world.

In short, she was a woman with a very unique style of dress.

But for Dain, none of this was noteworthy. The only thing that stirred his emotions was the giant rock held above the woman's head.

The boulder is as big as a house, and judging from its texture, it should be quite solid.

Din roughly estimated that the stone weighed tens of tons, equivalent to several ruins guards.

Therefore, he glanced again at the woman standing on the hillside above his head.

"..."

After taking a quick look at the woman's features, Dyne turned and left without lingering.

“There’s an evil scent on your hands,” Shen He said, holding up the boulder above his head and staring intently at Dain’s arm.

Dain raised his hand and glanced at it. It was stained with some filth, left behind when the Abyss Mage died and dissipated.

However, Dain was unsure whether the woman in front of him was referring to the filth on his arm or his actual arm hidden beneath the sleeve armor.

Or perhaps, both?

"Nothing to do with you."

Daiyin glanced at Shen He indifferently, her tone as calm as Shen He's gaze.

"Wow, two expressionless faces!" On a hillside further away, Ember lay in the grass with the two little ones, his voice filled with excitement.

As soon as Shen He appeared, Yu Jin had a feeling—a new expressionless face had appeared!

Yu Jin was very interested in what kind of sparks could fly between the two expressionless men, so he pressed Xingqiu and Chongyun's heads down to spy on them.

"Huh? Why does that person look so familiar?" Xingqiu asked, squinting his eyes as he lay in the grass.

Pushing aside the clutter blocking his view, Xingqiu looked around and saw a figure that left a deep impression on him.

"Chongyun, what's your fierce aunt doing here!"

Xingqiu's eyes widened, and he immediately shrank back, saying with some fear.

He remembered that when he went to Chongyun to help those in need, he would occasionally see the white-haired woman from before.

Her fierce eyes left a deep impression on Xingqiu.