Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

Miyamoto deliberately gave Xiao Yi a look, telling him to perform well later, but Xiao Yi, who was not on the same wavelength, of course did not understand.

Xiao Jun, you must stop them!

Miyamoto Jiro completely extinguished the Wind God's Eye on his chest, turning off the sound cancellation function to ensure that Xiao Jun could react to the sound and take the blow for Miss Kamisato at the critical moment.

boom! ! !

As if gunpowder had exploded, Miyamoto vanished from his spot and reappeared directly in front of the girl, raising his not-so-sharp wooden sword.

What was clearly just a harmless training wooden sword felt to Ayaka like a deadly guillotine was about to strike her, threatening to cut her in two.

Fortunately, she had studied swordsmanship since childhood, and she held the sword horizontally above her head with both hands to block the swift attack.

It would have been better if he hadn't blocked her. Miyamoto was thinking that if Xiao Yi didn't arrive in time, he would stop at the last minute to avoid accidentally injuring the young lady while pretending to be innocent.

As a result, Shinri deliberately positioned his wooden sword along the trajectory of the downward slash, causing the two swords to collide.

Snapped! ! !

Miyamoto's wooden sword broke in two. The out-of-control upper part flew dozens of meters before crashing to the ground. He held a small piece in his left hand and awkwardly scratched his head with his right.

Ayaka's wooden sword was surprisingly sturdy, remaining in a state similar to a broken lotus root, but her hands were shaking like a wet little animal shaking off water, clearly shaken quite badly.

"So this is how the ronin fight these days," the silver-haired girl remarked. "It seems my training is insufficient; I need to double my efforts."

“A ronin doesn’t fight with this kind of technique. Losing to Big Brother isn’t shameful.” Xiao Yi quickly walked to Shen Li’s side, dropped her sword, and held her hands. “You might have sprained your joints. Wait a moment, I’ll treat you.”

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

Xiao Yi suddenly remembered that his lord was no longer Xin Hai, and now he looked like he was taking advantage of others.

Ayaka Kamisato slowly withdrew her hands, saying with trepidation, "Thank you for warming my hands, they feel much better now."

Seeing this, Miyamoto didn't know how to react, so he could only keep smiling.

"Miss Kamisato, do you want to beat Big Brother?" Xiao Yi suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Ayaka Kamisato exclaimed in surprise, then answered honestly, "Mr. Fujiwara is so strong, I definitely can't match him now."

"I'll help you." With that, Xiao Yi walked toward the wooden sword rack.

Miyajiro followed, whispering, "You want to stand up for the young lady? Do I need to deliberately lose a few moves to cooperate?"

Xiao Yi smiled and replied, "No need, and I'd like to take this opportunity to confess something to you, elder brother."

He planned to use his general's martial arts skills to defeat Miyamoto Jiro, and then use that to reveal the truth. This would convince Miyamoto that Xiao Yi was indeed the adopted son of the Great Emperor and that he was not joking.

Miyamoto grabbed the wooden sword with his left hand and stood next to the weapon rack, while Xiao Yi walked towards Ayaka Kamisato.

"Can you still hold a knife?" he asked gently.

“There’s no need for you to worry, my adopted son,” Ayaka replied. “I’ve fully recovered.”

Xiao Yi placed the knife into Linghua's hands, making her hold the knife with both hands. He then stepped behind Shenli, wrapped his arms around Linghua's body, and tightly gripped the wooden knife handles slightly above the girl's hands.

His arm span was much longer than Kamiri's, and the two maintained this position without even physical contact, appearing quite gentlemanly.

Nevertheless, the posture was indeed terrible.

"Eh—" Ayaka exclaimed in a slightly flustered voice, "Yo-Yoko-sama?!"

"Four hands are more powerful than two hands, do you believe it?" Xiao Yi joked, then his face turned serious. "I said I would help you defeat Big Brother, and I mean it."

"Mmm." The girl's face flushed slightly, and her voice was barely audible.

Linghua dared not ask Xiao Yi to demonstrate his martial arts skills in the realm of gods, but since he was demonstrating on his own initiative, and even giving her a half-hands-on teaching session, that would be a different story.

This is hard-won; we must observe it carefully!

They remained in that position and moved in front of Miyamoto Jiro.

Miyamoto didn't care, thinking it was just a childish game for young people, so he was completely unprepared.

He thought to himself: I might as well lose on purpose, then everyone will be happy.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, preparing to make his move.

brush--

A powerful force traveled along the wooden sword to Ayaka's palm, and she saw the wooden sword draw a beautiful arc, sweeping towards Miyamoto Jiro's profile.

Upon seeing this move, Miyamoto's heart skipped a beat. He quickly raised his left hand to block with his sword, barely managing to parry the sudden attack.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Yi launched a swift attack. Linghua, like Liu Bei's son Liu Shan in Zilong's arms, could not provide any help, but she did not get in the way either. She allowed Xiao Yi to exert his strength to control the wooden sword and suppress Miyamoto, who was trying to counterattack.

*Clap clap clap clap clap!*

In an instant, the entire shrine was filled with the incessant clanging of wooden swords.

"My adopted son is amazing! He can handle Mr. Fujiwara so easily!" Ayaka thought to herself.

Under the barrage of wooden swords, Miyamoto instinctively retreated, bumping into a weapon rack. His left hand, still holding the wooden sword, continued to parry Xiao Yi's fierce attacks, while subconsciously grabbing a second wooden sword with his right hand.

Miyajiro swung his wooden sword in his right hand, clashing head-on with his opponent's weapon.

boom! ! !

Xiao Yi finally realized that his older brother was not left-handed. Even so, he still wielded his long and heavy nodachi with his left hand.

Miyamoto's right hand was even stronger!

Xiao Yi's wooden sword was deflected, and in that instant, the fierce battle was over.

Miyamoto's left-hand wooden sword was pressed against Ayaka's slender and fragile neck, while his right-hand wooden sword was only a few centimeters away from Xiao Yi's eyeballs. With a little force, he could touch their vitals.

One against two, a complete victory.

But this was not his intention; he was simply subconsciously using all his strength to retaliate against Xiao Yi's storm of swordsmanship.

He suddenly realized what was happening, quickly dropped both wooden knives, and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

"Hmph, I lost!"

Seeing Miyamoto Jiro feigning defeat and trying his best to please the two young men, Xiao Yi was terrified.

He wasn't afraid of Miyamoto Jiro's power, because Xiao Yi knew that his elder brother would never harm him under any circumstances.

What he feared was the dark thoughts that would involuntarily arise in his mind the moment he was defeated.

If my elder brother dies, all this power will be mine, as long as Miyajiro dies...

Xiao Yi quickly shook his head, abandoning the evil thoughts in his mind, and returned to reality.

“Miss Kamisato, you win.” He stopped gripping the wooden sword, politely moved away from Ayaka, and accepted Miyamoto’s offer, going along with the situation.

“Uh, um!” Linghua hesitated for a moment, then smiled and replied, “'We' won.”

Chapter 31 Evil

Night falls over Kamisato House

Since the head of the family was not there, Xiao Yi and Miyamoto couldn't just stay there overnight. After having dinner, they politely declined Linghua's offer to see them off, thanked her for the hospitality, and said goodbye to the young lady.

Xiao Yi handed the cheap knife to the servant for safekeeping, while Miyamoto Jiro carried the long stick wrapped in gray cloth on his back, with a slender nodachi hanging at his waist. The two walked away from the mansion.

Xiao Yi still didn't have the chance to confess.

Originally, Xiao Yi intended to crush Miyamoto and then reveal the truth by saying, "I am so strong because I became the adopted son of the Thunder God." However, he not only failed to crush Miyamoto but was also defeated by his older brother, leaving Xiao Yi without an opportunity to explain.

It seems that 5 points of trust are far from enough; even a relatively strong human would find it difficult to defeat.

Forget it, let's not make it so formal. Let's just explain the situation to Miyamoto directly.

“Mr. Xiao, the food today was very good, and the young lady was also very kind. Thank you for the introduction.” Gong Jicheng spoke first, “However, we need to part ways for now. I have some things I want to do.”

"Brother, are you still going to continue wandering?" Xiao Yi was quite surprised. "Actually, my position is higher than you think. If you want a better life, I can..."

"Remember, I said I'd give you a surprise?" Miyajiro chuckled. "No matter how high your position is, it can't compare to that."

"You're still talking about surprises!" Xiao Yi's expression twisted slightly. "I thought the surprise was getting caught and sentenced by the Coral Palace! You're turning me into a complete idiot."

However, thanks to this "surprise," he unexpectedly came to the general's side and successfully became Narukami's good son.

Miyajiro shrugged: "Being arrested was just part of the plan. The Sangokumi prison is like home to me. I can come out and go in whenever I want—oh, I almost forgot, I don't think I have a home."

"So what exactly is the surprise?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Can it still be called a surprise if I tell you?" Miyamoto replied.

"Fine, fine," Xiao Yi said helplessly. "Whatever, just don't die out there."

"Ha, if I were to die out there, how dangerous must it be out there?" Miyamoto Jiro quipped.

The two reached a fork in the road. Miyamoto walked in another direction, but after a few steps, he turned back.

"Mr. Xiao, I was thinking when we first met that you seemed lost and confused," Miyamoto Jiro suddenly said. "As someone who's been through this, would you like me to share some life experience with you and help you through this difficult time?"

"Confused? I'm not confused at all..."

Xiao Yi pondered carefully. Ever since he became the godfather of General Lei Dian, he had indeed felt quite lost and helpless, not knowing what to do.

Because his ultimate goal has already been achieved.

He had obtained everything he deserved, including power, strength, status, and wealth. It was like completing a single-player game on the highest difficulty, with only a few obscure achievements left to be unlocked. Overall, he had essentially mastered the game.

In the current Inazuma Kingdom, the Thunder General is in charge above, and the Three Envoys are in charge below, but the task of enjoying pleasure is left unattended and ultimately falls on the shoulders of the superfluous Son of God.

With Thor and the fox almost gone, and no one questioning his status, he could easily indulge in debauchery and extravagance for millennia, creating his own eternity...

It's so boring.

Because it's boring, I feel lost.

As for the so-called "unconventional achievements," they are to eliminate one's former lord, or, daringly, devise a way to kill one's current adoptive father, thus gathering three different powers.

It seems challenging, but in reality? It's meaningless. I'm not a Power Person, so what's the point of pursuing so much power? Besides, the methods are both unethical and dangerous.

Excessive boredom leads to a host of anxieties.

He worried that he was getting carried away and gradually becoming psychologically abnormal, seeking deeper thrills; he worried that he was abusing his power and unintentionally harming the people of Inazuma; he also worried that Thor and the fox would realize what was happening and hold him accountable, rendering his carefully prepared plan useless...

Of course, these emotions only existed in his subconscious before, and Xiao Yi himself was unaware of them.

Miyamoto Jiro's words unearthed all the secrets buried deep in his heart.