I'm in the Teyvat running group

Her heart was thrown out of the Celestial King's Court and drifted in the void for an unknown amount of time. In this place where time and space had no meaning, she drifted for an unknown amount of time, almost losing all her power. However, the instinct within her heart and soul transformed her into a figure similar to Koitar, only much smaller...

Finally, in Mondstadt, Luminous fished her up from the sea, which is how Paimon came to be.

She is Phanes' creation, and also Phanes' incarnation. She is a wisp of memory after the original angel shrank, and she is the angel under the moonlight, the last king of fairies.

"The cicadas' chirping on autumn nights of yesteryear, the exiled's lament; only songs and memories remain in this strange land; the last singer plays a pale finale; the first celestial spirit lingers in the halls of angels..." Yunxiu murmured, watching the scene before her, "Perhaps, the angels have already guessed this ending..."

"Why... why did Koitar come here?" Tsukihime asked, looking at everything before her. "And why didn't the Angel King die at Lake Anvatinil in Nordkale?"

“If I’m not mistaken, this sea near the ancient Shadow Garden is where the March rose in Nibelungen, and where Phanes created the angels.” Yunxiu looked at everything before her and said in silence, “Phanes shattered the moon, causing it to break here, and then killed his own avatar, Koitar, here. He deliberately killed her here, thus killing the soft spot in his heart as well.”

"Therefore, the once thriving reed plains have become a desolate sea..."

“I created you, so I have the right to destroy you.” Ying looked at everything before her and said, “The body of Koitar, which was completely shattered, was erased, and its power and authority were transformed into fairies. The fairies wander in the hall of angels in Lake Anvatinil because they can no longer find the body of this fairy king.”

“This is Phanes’s ultimate denial of his ‘original creation.’” Yunxiu stepped forward and carefully examined the angel’s remains. “Poriaus must have sensed something back then, which is why he took this path to Mondstadt… Of course, he never found his creator.”

“So Koitar is using his own life to leave a scar in the heart of this utterly indifferent god.” Tsukihime pondered carefully, and at this moment she completely put aside her feelings from her daily life: “If that’s the case, this angel king must have made all the preparations, but I didn’t expect that Tsukuyomi would really be willing to die with her mother.”

Yunxiu nodded, and the three of them fell silent, tacitly avoiding any further contact with Paimon and Koitar.

Why does Paimon fear loss? Because she truly once lost everything. Why does Paimon possess a certain ability to manipulate time? Because she once truly had almost supreme power. Why is Paimon gluttonous yet unwilling to think about many things? Because she once thought too much. Why does Paimon always rely on Luminous's existence? Because she herself was once the one being relied upon…

Ying is a lonely traveler who has lost her loved ones and wandered through countless starry seas.

Paimon is a heart abandoned by the world, who survived in a completely different form.

From this perspective, they are indeed the best partners... just as the original angels may have fought alongside Sora, who had been to Teyvat for who knows how long.

“Luminous… let’s go, there seems to be nothing left here.” Paimon flew over gently and pressed his body against Luminous’s back. She seemed a little tired and closed her eyes: “I want to eat Fisherman’s Toast… the one from the Deer Hunter’s Restaurant, and of course you’ll have to pay this time.”

"Okay... let's go now."

Ying carried Paimon on her back, while Yunxiu stood behind them, gently releasing a shield to protect them.

Tsukihime activated the [Night of the End] state, unleashing her full power. Soon, the terrifying power squeezed a crack in the divine kingdom, and the three of them were quickly sent flying, landing on a somewhat peculiar beach.

"here it is……?"

“Oh, it’s Jingfu Port. You’ve come at just the right time. Want to grab a drink together?” A slightly flirtatious voice sounded from behind, but he quickly seemed to understand something: “Oh, I see. Well, Paimon and Ying, you’d better hurry. Miss Sarah in Mondstadt is about to get off work.”

"Luminous, you and Paimon go ahead, I'll chat with Wendy here with Moon Princess for a while... Of course, it might just be me." Yunxiu waved her hand, signaling Luminous and Paimon to go eat first, then took the sleeping Moon Princess into her demiplane before looking at the god in front of her and saying, "If you're going to say this is a coincidence, I definitely won't believe it."

"Oh dear, why be so perceptive? Want a drink?" Wendy handed over a bottle of dandelion liqueur and casually sat down on the rocks on the beach. "There are many things that neither the Emperor nor I can tell you, after all, there's that promise... But often, what happens is actually quite clear to everyone, which is why we rarely mention that angel and Inazuma's 'Ashihara'."

"I understand your predicament, and I can understand that the War of the Demon Gods was inevitable at the time. But there's something I don't understand." Yunxiu casually used a small spell to remove the cork from the wine bottle, took a big gulp of the cool wine, and then said, "From the time of the Burial Fire to the time of the War of the Demon Gods, it should have been close to three thousand years. Was those three thousand years just a period of relentless pursuit and killing of the kingdom established by the Hyperionians? Or did many other things happen, just in a way that is very different from what we know now?"

"This question is actually... I think the Emperor is the easiest to answer for you, but unfortunately he is also subject to the most restrictions." Wendy took a sip of his drink before quietly saying, "No war or nation has ever been established smoothly, including Old Mondstadt. Even the current Seven Order was established through constant trial and error. This order is not perfect, but it is the best result we can achieve in our constant tug-of-war with that one."

“I understand. Nothing in this world is perfect, not even for a country.” Yunxiu sighed and sat down next to Wendy. “If one day… I mean, if we really needed to wander the universe, what would you bring with you from Teyvat?”

"As for me... I'd probably say I'm like dandelion wine and Cecilia flowers."

"Oh? I thought you would bring some other kinds of alcohol..."

“Arcadia used to have fields of Cecilia flowers, which were very beautiful. The Gunnhild family were descendants of the last inhabitants of Arcadia… It was an interesting era.”

“I do know that. Taranis talked to me about it. Who were you in that era?”

"Haha, I can't tell you that, but perhaps you should pay more attention to the Emperor's situation."

"Do I need to worry about the Emperor's situation? Back then, he was neither the Emperor nor a Demon God. He was probably just a tribal mountain king on Tianheng Mountain." Yunxiu smiled, took another sip of dandelion wine, and continued, "If I had appeared in that era, I might have been able to become the successor to a mountain king. That would have been interesting."

"If he heard this, he might say 'Disrespectful to the Immortal Master,'" Wendy said with a smile, pulling out another bottle of dandelion wine. "I stole a few extra bottles from Diluc's cellar today; I can drink to my heart's content."

“Wendy, I really don’t always know what you’re thinking, or what I did back then.” Yunxiu sighed before continuing, “But I want to ask you a question… With all your experience over the years, isn’t what we’re doing now the closest we’ve ever come to success?”

“I don’t know, but…” Wendy, unusually, put away her smiling face and thought for a while before continuing, “But I think this is probably the time when everyone has the most trump cards.”

Yunxiu nodded and didn't say anything more. Instead, she took out a lot of snacks from her storage bag and started drinking with Wendy, taking turns drinking.

His original purpose was to learn some secrets from the original angels, even if it was just about survival methods like those of the Night God or Taranis, so that he could at least find a way. But what he didn't expect was that Phanes' cruelty far exceeded everyone's imagination, especially in his treatment of "traitors," which was almost extremely brutal.

Not even the slightest trace was left. If Tsukuyomi hadn't sacrificed her life to buy Koitar a moment, Paimon, the true and original fairy spirit, would never have existed.

Such violent terror greatly shocked Yunxiu, which is the fundamental reason why he still cannot understand Fanes.

In reality, Yunxiu is not a true protagonist, and he is very self-aware of this. He is able to walk the most stable path because he has made enough preparations. His lack of interest in power and other things is really because he is lustful.

Especially his wives, although it sounds a bit unpleasant, he actually only really pursued a handful of them, such as Sugar, Walnut, and Sounomiya. The rest either went with the flow, or they were taken advantage of, or like Xiangling, they became his natural obsession over the years, and sometimes he even had a collecting obsession...

To be honest, if we just stick to the basics, Xiangling and Hutao together would probably be enough, maybe with Sugar Night Palace added at most, and I could even save myself some effort on kidney preparation.

But then again, who can resist Ayaka Kamisato's night raids and Tsukihime's over-the-knee socks? So it's really hard for him to understand Fanes. Does he think that ruling is more exciting than Navia's absolute territory?

This is not about whether tasting power will corrupt one. Yunxiu's power actually far exceeds most people's imagination, but he has never used it to do anything that harms others for personal gain.

Paranoia—that was Yunxiu's biggest impression of Fanes after this journey. Paranoia to the point that he could so thoroughly kill his own creations and the clones that had split off from him, even throwing out four nails at once, was something Yunxiu could not imagine.

The cryptic remarks of both Zhongli and Wendy finally made Yunxiu understand one thing: even though Fanes had reached such a point, most gods and the executors within this system still couldn't let go of everything and take a gamble, because the cost of failure was simply too great.

This is completely different from dealing with the Nibelungen. The worst outcome for the Nibelungen was that the flood war might continue for a long time, from half a month to one or two months. But the war between the demons could last for thousands of years, so fighting for another year or two wouldn't be a big problem.

But what makes Fanes different is that she is truly the person in Teyvat most capable of overturning the table right now.

The price she paid for her obsessive table-flipping was one that no one could afford.

Looking at the rising moon in the distance, Wendy took the last sip of dandelion wine and stood up unsteadily, saying, "Do your best... If that day really comes, it will be me, it will be the Emperor, or even the Ice Queen who will stand in your way. You are the greatest hope we have seen over the years, and we all believe in you."

“Barnabas is not a bad person… neither is Buyer, Fucaros, Hebrim, Baal and Balzeb, and your father Morax… are all waiting for that moment to come.”

"But don't put too much pressure on yourself. The worst-case scenario is that we all run away together~"

Wendy picked up a small pebble, bent down, and quickly threw it out. The pebble floated on the surface of the sea a dozen times before finally falling into the water.

“Look, even a small pebble can fly a dozen times. What Talia taught me really works.” He smiled and looked at Yunxiu. “Besides, weren’t you prepared? Even if we escape Teyvat, we can still travel to at least a dozen planets, right?”

“Lord Barbatos, sometimes I think you are a truly remarkable sage.” Yunxiu sighed, but quickly smiled again. He also picked up a small stone and threw it quickly, but his technique was obviously slightly inferior. However, with a light flick of his finger, Yunxiu cast a powerful spell on the stone, which instantly traveled several thousand meters.

"But this time, we're not going to just sit here and give up!"

Chapter 495 A Feast and Rest for the Mischievous Child

After saying goodbye to Wendy, Yunxiu arrived at the Deer Hunter Restaurant in Mondstadt, where a sumptuous feast was already laid out on the table outside.

Miss Sarah—now she should be called Ms. Sarah—was sitting at her seat, eating with Luminous and Paimon, with Amber and Yura beside her.

Paimon buried his head in his bowl and ate heartily, while Ying didn't touch her chopsticks much, holding a glass of Mondstadt holiday fruit wine in her hand.

"Oh, you're back." Amber was as energetic as ever. As a legendary ranger, she had a lifespan of hundreds of years even in the Teyvat environment, so it was perfectly normal for her to look young.

"I had a couple of drinks with Wendy earlier, and thank you so much for having dinner with Ying." Yunxiu sat down and casually picked up two chopsticks to eat. Looking at the two knights, he suddenly seemed to remember something: "Speaking of which, is the work of the Knights Order this easy now? I don't remember you two being the type to skip work."

“The Knights are much more relaxed now than before, because a lot of miscellaneous little things can be solved with talismans.” Amber handed a plate of roasted meat to Yunxiu, which was also the classic Mondstadt roasted meat: “And in the last ten years, there have been a lot more new members in the Knights.”

"That's true... Who's in charge of training the new recruits now?"

“It’s Noelle. She finally passed the knighthood exam four years ago.” Yura raised a glass, clinked it with Ying’s, and downed it in one gulp. “Captain Falgar has entrusted her with training the new recruits, but that’s mainly because the captain is getting lazier and lazier…”

“Last time I wanted to spar with him, he used to use a sword with one hand, but this time he didn’t even use a sword. In the end, he said he lost to me. It was obvious that he was holding back! I’m really going to remember this grudge!” Yura said angrily, her chest heaving. She looked at Yunxiu and clicked her tongue in amazement before Ying stomped on her foot hard.

"The captain is really... no, I mean Captain Farga is really going too far." Yunxiu waved her hand, ordered another bottle of chilled dandelion wine, and said, "Don't worry too much about it. Your strength is indeed still far behind his. Hmm... give you another twenty years and you should be able to reach his current level."

"Is the gap between us really that big?"

“Falgar is one of the most powerful knights in the last thousand years. Although you, Yura, have quite good talent and are now considered a master, there is still a considerable gap between you and this kind of monster.”

This wasn't meant to comfort Yura. With her near-peak Legendary strength, Yura's talent truly deserved the title of heir to one of Mondstadt's three great families. Coupled with her family's inherited swordsmanship and divine artifacts, she would definitely have no problem sparring with a typical peak Legendary.

But this talent is still quite different from that of Qin, let alone Falga.

During the flood control war, he was only in his early thirties and already had almost the strength of a demigod. After that battle, he steadily entered the realm of demigods, and he was not even considered weak.

In the path of transcendence, he chose the path of breaking sin, using the spirit and will of a knight to burn away the sin in his soul in order to transcend, and he has now achieved remarkable results in his cultivation.

Jean had already reached the high-level legendary strength during the Flood War ten years ago, and has now begun to enter the level of demigod. If given a few more years to hone their skills, Jean and Falgar will definitely become the most powerful Grand Master and Vice Grand Master in the history of the Knights of Favonius, even surpassing the era of Erendelyn and Rustam.

As for Diluc's strength, it's not much different from Jean's, but he still hasn't returned to the Knights of Favonius.

“Commander Falgar… Of course I know I might not be able to catch up with him. I knew that when he fought his way out of the monster horde in Nordkare all by himself.” Yura said with some emotion, “And he really didn’t drink for three years after that incident. It wasn’t until the last warrior of the Strike Group was resurrected that he drank for one night at the Gift of the Angels.”

Yunxiu nodded. This was about the incident during the flood control war years ago, when Falga was 45 seconds late, resulting in the massacre of half of the strike group.

This was not his responsibility. Strictly speaking, the simultaneous explosion of several pieces of the spatial anchor array was a low-probability event, and Falga had killed them quickly enough. However, the scale of the monsters far exceeded his expectations.

However, after this incident, Falgar truly gave up drinking.

Until all those who were resurrected returned.

"Oh, I really enjoyed the meal today." Paimon looked up from the pile of food; she had already eaten more than half of the dishes on the table.

"It's good that you enjoyed the meal. Tomorrow, Xiangling will make you some barbecue, your favorite kind." Yunxiu patted Paimon's head.

"Then I'll have to save room for more food."

Ying downed the wine in her glass in one gulp and chuckled softly, "I've made so many things for you, but I've never seen you so excited."

“Xiangling is a female culinary goddess after all, her cooking skills are still a little bit better than Ying’s, just a little bit.” Paimon tried to make a “little bit” gesture before continuing, “You also cook for Anxing and Pingchen, right? Haven’t they ever said who cooks better?”

“An Xing is a good boy, and as for Ping Chen, he's just like his father…”

Hearing Ying and Paimon start bickering, Yunxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew, of course, that the pain and many things could not be dispelled, but even so, as long as he could temporarily ignore them, he could always find a way to eliminate them.

When Koitar cut out her heart, she didn't want to be resurrected or to live on; she simply wanted to leave a mark on the world. Whether that mark was strong or weak, beautiful or ugly, she no longer had the capacity to think about it or care about such things.

So that's what that sentence meant...

You are one of the countless stars, but to me you are the whole world.

This is the most powerful maxim that only the Angel of the Morning Star could utter, for she has truly seen those myriad stars, and is even the very first Morning Star herself.

After paying the bill, Yunxiu took Ying and Ying carried Paimeng on her back, and they flew all the way back to Wanmintang.

After putting Ying and Paimeng to sleep, Yunxiu left the room and sat on the stone bench in the middle of the courtyard. This was the same table she had used when she bought that street in Chenyu Valley and converted it into the Wangshengtang Chamber of Commerce.

After the backyard of Wanmintang was expanded, Yunxiu moved many things that held memories back, and then asked Minghai Qixia Zhenjun to redesign and plan it. After all, he was very clear about his own aesthetic standards. Let alone doing these things, it would be a victory if he could just avoid making a fool of himself.

"Yunxiu...aren't you going to sleep yet?" A pink and blue figure gently sat down beside her. It was the Great Shaman Citrali of the Smoke Lord. She was originally an immortal being, and now she had reached the level of a demigod.

If we're talking about direct combat strength, Citrali is indeed considered bottom-tier among demigods, but when it comes to various magical conceptual abilities, it's fair to say that ten Yunxiu wouldn't be able to defeat one Grandma.

Spiritual communication, earth vein perception, the ability to create countless incarnations, elemental control, soul body shaping, resurrection spells, world perception, and a whole host of other miscellaneous skills, big and small.

Their child, Yun Anyao, perfectly inherited his mother's shamanic talent and his father's intelligence, making him a rare high-growth work among Yunxiu's "smaller" works...

"I'll go to sleep soon, Grandma. By the way, isn't the Nata Sports Games coming up soon? Aren't you going?"