Zhongli nodded.

“That makes sense. What do you want? I will draft a contract with you.”

"I want immortal magic!"

Zhong Li paused for a moment.

"Lord Tianxing, I'd like any kind of grotto-heaven technique or method for severing the three corpses, just give me a few."

"I'm not picky."

Sivir smiled broadly, while Zhongli grew increasingly silent.

And his gaze became increasingly complex.

He understood the person in front of him less and less.

Zhongli raised his hand, and two rays of light bloomed from his fingertips before falling in front of Sivir and transforming into two books.

The methods of severing the three corpses and the grotto heaven.

"You really only gave me these two?!"

Sivir's eyes widened.

"No, Old Deng, you're being way too stingy!"

"You only named these two."

"I meant just a little bit."

"correct."

Zhongli pointed to the two books.

"Isn't this just a random order?"

Sivir laughed in exasperation.

Row.

He first picked up the "Severing the Three Corpses" book and examined it carefully, then closed it shortly afterward.

"The White Horse Immortal Zibai had arranged to spar with a friend, but when Zibai arrived at the place, he saw three figures attacking each other."

"A moment later, the three figures merged into one, and it was none other than that friend."

"Zi Bai was curious about immortal techniques, so he asked his friend about them. His friend replied: This is the method of severing the three corpses."

Zhongli fell even more silent.

Sivir picked up the book on severing the three corpses and waved it in front of Zhongli.

"Old Deng, where's the technique for combining three into one?"

"You ate it?"

Zhongli took a deep breath.

"...All you need is the technique of severing the three corpses."

"That's something else."

Sivir extended her hand.

"Give it to me! Otherwise, I'll expose all the reasons behind the Lunar Festival to you."

"Someone cried and made a scene because their friend died, so they created a festival in an attempt to revive their friend."

Zhongli put down his teacup, his expression complex.

How do you know all this?

Chapter 120 Zhongli, you must tell Morax not to let us down!

How long ago is this?

So long ago, Zhongli could hardly remember anymore.

Could it be that Sivir is actually the reincarnation of some old man who came here to amuse himself?

The thought flashed through Zhong Li's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

how is this possible.

The way Columbia and the other two looked at Zhongli became increasingly strange.

I never would have guessed that Morax, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, had such a history?

Zhongli sighed.

A ray of light emanated from her fingertips, transforming into books that fell into Sivir's palm.

Sivir opened it, glanced at it, and then beamed with joy.

That's more like it.

whee.

"Alright, I won't take advantage of you. I'll help you deal with the demonic resentment in your Liyue lands later."

Thank you.

Only then did Sivir pull out two leather blueprints, each several meters wide, from the group chat!

"Let's find a place to take a look at the plan I designed for Liyue."

"There are two portions in total; I extracted the Layered Rock Abyss portion separately."

Zhongli nodded.

Liyue doesn't really need this right now.

He just wanted to give it a try, to explore a possibility.

After the earth veins are repaired, will it be possible to restore some of the sanity of the Dragon King Ruoduo?

"Let's go."

Zhongli reached into his pocket, then his expression froze.

“That… Sivir.”

"Ok?"

Did you bring Mora?

Sivir: ?

"Old Deng, you're Morax."

"No, I am Zhongli, a commoner, and I forgot to bring Mora."

Sandoni opened her mouth in astonishment, and Columbia opened her eyes as well, staring at Zhongli in shock.

Cole was deeply shocked.

Sivir laughed in exasperation.

"Then you can stay and wash the dishes! I'm just here to freeload!"

Do you want Mora?

Mora doesn't have it!

"I'll pay."

With a smile on her face, Ye Lan walked towards the group.

"Okay, thank you."

When someone offered to pay, Zhongli naturally accepted without hesitation.

He walked at the front, leading the way for Sivir.

“Let’s go, Mr. Sivir.”

"Let's find a suitable place to take a closer look at your drawings."

Qunyu Pavilion.

Pronia sat in a large chair with a cup of tea beside her.

It's undrinkable.

Ningguang took Pronia around for a long time today, and Pronia took a lot of photos.

However, the task assigned by the Emperor is progressing extremely slowly.

The advance team knew what they were there to do, but the soldiers in the advance team didn't have any blueprints on them.

Plonnia has none.

A portal suddenly opened.

Ye Lan walked out of the portal in surprise, with Zhong Li and the others standing behind her.

"I am Zhongli. I have met Lord Ningguang. I was entrusted by a friend to bring these people to Qunyu Pavilion."

Ningguang looked at the people behind Zhongli, and then at Pronia walking to a little girl and carefully placing her on her shoulder. She instantly understood everything.

These are the executives who ran away.

So, this Zhongli before us…

Ningguang immediately became cautious.

"Hello, Mr. Zhongli."

Zhongli simply sighed inwardly.

How did a perfectly peaceful stroll through the world turn into this?

Sivir immediately flung the leather blueprint in her hand, and it rolled to the ground.

"Zhongli, this is the blueprint I've drawn up for Liyue."

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