Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

After returning to Liyue Harbor, Song Yinjian changed his lazy and leisurely appearance.

Apart from writing his own novel "Legend of the Immortal Yakshas", he spends the rest of his time going out to solicit business.

He was so active, naturally in order to break through to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible, and then practice dual cultivation with his senior sister.

It’s just that due to the collapse of some large chambers of commerce some time ago, the lives of the lower-class people are a little better than before, resulting in fewer deaths.

In addition, the recent half-price discount at Wangsheng Hall made it even harder for him to get any business.

After a few days, Song Yinjian saw that going out to solicit business was fruitless, so he simply concentrated on writing novels in the shop, and began to plan the ceremony to send off the immortals Yaksha and Zhongli.

According to the nature of the system, the more grand the ceremony of sending immortals is, the more cultivation points will be rewarded.

Just as he was writing furiously in the store, Rosalyn walked into the store with a graceful figure and elegant steps.

She looked Song Yinjian up and down and found that the man in front of her didn't seem to have anything particularly outstanding except that he looked quite handsome.

Chapter 77 Keqing: You don’t last long at all

In the morning, the sky was clear and the weather was sunny. The warm sunshine poured down, brilliant and bright.

A horse-drawn flatbed cart was traveling on the road from Liyue Harbor to Tianheng Mountain.

While sitting in the car, Song Yinjian only felt his buttocks hurt from the bumps of the vehicle.

He couldn't help but frown and complained to Keqing beside him: "Master Ke, can't you just use your luxurious and comfortable carriage? Why do you have to torture me like this?"

Keqing tilted her head slightly, glanced at him, and replied unhappily, "As a disciple of an immortal, can't you even endure this little bit of hardship?"

Song Yinjian argued confidently, "Which law stipulates that disciples of immortals must endure hardship?

Our practice is already hard enough, shouldn't we be allowed to enjoy ourselves?"

Keqing was too lazy to argue with him. This guy always had a lot of fallacies that made it impossible to refute them. In the end, she could only sulk by herself.

Seeing that she no longer spoke, Song Yinjian didn't bother to talk anymore and instead turned his gaze to both sides of the road, leisurely enjoying the scenery along the way.

Not long after, they arrived safely at the foot of Tianheng Mountain.

At this time, not far from the Tongque Temple, a temple several times larger than the Tongque Temple was being built in full swing.

Song Yinjian and Keqing entered the construction site together to check the progress, quality and safety of the project, and then put forward rectification suggestions for some of the problems.

By the time the two of them walked out of the construction site, it was already getting dark.

In this dreamlike golden afterglow, Keqing suddenly broke the silence and asked, "When do you plan to make your move?"

Hearing this, Song Yinjian turned to look at her with a gentle smile on his face, "Master Ke, are you so sure that I will take action?"

Keqing raised her eyes slightly and met his gaze, her purple pupils gleaming with determination. "I've been with you for a long time and know your character. You will definitely do what you want to do."

Song Yinjian was quite surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Keqing had such a deep understanding of him.

I am indeed such a person. If there is something I want to do but I fail to complete it, my thoughts will not come true.

“Master Ke, I didn’t expect you to know me so well, but that’s just my appearance.

Are you interested in learning more about me?"

Keqing's pretty face flushed slightly, and she said angrily, "You bastard, can you be more serious?"

Song Yinjian liked to see her when she was angry. She looked like an angry kitten, cute and charming.

"Master Ke, what's wrong with me?" Song Yinjian spread his hands innocently.

Keqing was angry and annoyed, and glared at him fiercely.

After a lot of banter, the original topic had already deviated far away.

When they walked a distance away, the air around them seemed to freeze in an instant and suddenly became solemn and murderous.

Song Yinjian and Keqing looked at each other and stopped moving forward tacitly.

"Come out." Keqing's eyes flashed and she shouted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of more than ten Fatui appeared from hidden corners and quickly surrounded him.

Each of these fools held a weapon, had an unfriendly look on their face, and had a fierce look in their eyes.

"Master Ke, my suggestion is that we should run away quickly!" Song Yinjian said quickly when he saw this.

Keqing shook her head and took out the Dragon's Roar from the box in the Eye of God. "You run first, I'll hold them back."

After saying this, he resolutely rushed towards the Fatui group.

In a flash, she was fighting with the Fatui.

Keqing and her sword became one, transforming into a ray of lightning that shuttled back and forth among the Fools. The sharp sword edge, wrapped in lightning, kept slashing across their bodies.

However, the damage caused by her fierce attack was very limited, and most of them were just minor skin injuries that were not painful.

Soon, as the Fatui gradually stabilized their position and began to launch an organized counterattack, Keqing was caught in a difficult battle and the situation became increasingly unfavorable for her.

In the interval of the fierce battle, Keqing turned her head and quickly glanced behind her. When she saw Song Yinjian still standing there leisurely, she was immediately very angry.

He had been fighting desperately for half a day, wasn't it just to hold back these hateful fools and buy him enough time to escape?

But what happened is that he was just sitting here watching the show?

"Song Yinjian, you idiot, why are you still standing there? Run!" Keqing shouted anxiously.

After hearing this shout, Song Yinjian's mouth twitched, and he smiled a wicked smile like Long Aotian. "I'm not pretending anymore. I'm laying it all out. I'm actually the Immortal Lord of Thunder and Lightning, a god who terrorizes the Three Realms and Nine Provinces!"

Then, he danced his hands swiftly, quickly forming a spell, "The sky and the earth are boundless, thunder is roaring in the sky! Quick!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly changed color. Several lightning bolts as thick as arms streaked across the sky, falling swiftly from the clouds above with terrifying power, and struck directly towards the Fatui who were fighting fiercely with Keqing.

In an instant, the fools who were struck by lightning didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies were instantly burnt, and they collapsed to the ground, twitching uncontrollably, and went directly to see "Lao Da".

All the remaining fools present were stunned by the horrifying scene.

Song Yinjian walked forward slowly, his expression naturally calm. He smiled at the remaining Fatui and asked, "Why aren't you running away? Are you planning to stay and collect the bodies of these guys?"

When the fools heard this, they immediately ran away.

It’s not that they are not strong enough, but that the enemy is too powerful.

Who can withstand this bolt of lightning?

After a while, their figures completely disappeared from the sight of Song Yinjian and Keqing, leaving only a slightly messy battlefield.

Song Yinjian walked up to Keqing with a smug look on his face, and said with a beaming expression, "Master Ke, do you think my thunder technique is powerful?"

Keqing snorted softly and replied with disdain, "Humph, you can only do this a few times, you can't last at all, what's there to be proud of?"

When Song Yinjian heard this, his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

As a man, you have to be persistent.

But he could only fire a few times as he was in the middle stage of foundation building, otherwise those Fatui would have been killed by him long ago.

At this moment, a frivolous male voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"The thunder and lightning just now were quite interesting. You are worthy of being my opponent!

Come on, let's have a passionate and bloody battle!"

Chapter 78: Thirteen Deadly Shots

A handsome chestnut-haired young man slowly walked towards Song Yinjian and Keqing.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Tartaglia, the last of the Fatui executive officers." When Tartaglia Keqing heard the name, her brows instantly frowned.

She had read Tartaglia's information and knew that this guy was an absolute combat genius. It would be difficult to defeat him with her own strength.

So, he made a quick decision in his mind and planned to hold him back himself and let Song Yinjian run first.

Just as he was about to explain his plan to him, he saw Song Yinjian said calmly: Tartaglia, we actually want to have a good fight with you, but we haven't eaten yet and don't have much energy.

How about you let us have a meal first?"

After hearing this, Tartaglia thought seriously for a moment and responded, "It is indeed unethical to fight while others are hungry.

But I've already promised to teach you a lesson, so I'll only fight you with half my strength."

Song Yinjian bargained, "Half is too much. We used a lot of energy fighting your subordinates just now. You should only use 10% of your strength."

Tartaglia nodded in agreement: "Alright, then I will only fight you with 10% of my strength."

Keqing couldn't help but be stunned. She never expected that Song Yinjian could successfully make Tartaglia agree to use only 10% of her strength with just a few words.

Then, Song Yinjian turned to her and said, "Master Ke, go ahead. Even if you scratch again, Tartaglia at 10% of his strength should be able to win!"

"You're the one who scratched it!" Keqing glared at him fiercely, then tightly grasped the Dragon Roar in the box with both hands, ready to fight the enemy.

Tartaglia didn't say anything more. A light flashed in his eyes, and he summoned the longbow Winter White Star from the Eye of God. Then he waved his hands lightly, and the longbow instantly split into two sharp blades with cold light.

"Tartaria, don't forget that you can only use 10% of your strength. Otherwise, it would be an unjust act of taking advantage of someone's misfortune."

Song Yinjian stood aside and reminded loudly.

Tartaglia nodded helplessly, then his figure flashed and rushed towards Keqing like a swift stream of light.

In an instant, the two began a fierce confrontation.

At this moment, Tartaglia, who was only exerting 10% of her strength, was obviously unable to withstand Keqing's continuous and fierce attacks. For a while, she could only struggle and was exhausted from coping.

Soon, his body was cut open by the dragon's roar in the box, and blood gushed out, instantly staining his clothes red.

However, this dangerous situation did not make Tartaglia retreat at all. Instead, his eyes flashed with even more intense excitement. He immersed himself in this difficult battle, enjoying the excitement and pleasure brought by every collision of blades.

Song Yinjian watched the two fighting from the side and sighed in his heart.

Keqing still has the upper hand now, but her combat experience is far inferior to that of Tartaglia, a battle-hardened warrior, and she is losing the initiative bit by bit.

Seeing that Tartaglia was getting stronger and stronger, and that the originally suppressed decline was showing signs of turning around, Song Yinjian suddenly shouted, "Tartaria, stop fighting, it's time for us to get off work."

Tartaglia, who was immersed in a fierce battle, suddenly heard these sudden words and subconsciously paused his attack.

Keqing took this opportunity to break away from the fight with him.

A once exhilarating battle came to an abrupt end. Tartaglia's joy was instantly replaced by anger. He angrily demanded, "Song Yinjian, what do you mean by this? How can you call it quits in the middle of a fight?"

Song Yinjian remained calm and responded confidently, "Keqing is one of the Seven Stars of Liyue, a national civil servant, working a nine-to-five schedule. It's already past five, and if I continue fighting you, it will be considered overtime."

Will you pay her overtime?

I would like to state in advance that the Liyue branch of the Northland Bank will absolutely not approve any request for reimbursement of this expense."

After hearing this, Tartaglia could only mutter dejectedly, "Forget it."

Keqing was breathing heavily, and when she heard such nonsense, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, forming a charming smile.

Song Yinjian raised his hand and pointed at the blood-red setting sun in the west. He said, "It's getting late. Let's go home first. We can come back and have a good fight in a couple of days."

Tartaglia was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said resolutely, "Song Yinjian, you're not a civil servant, are you? You must fight me today no matter what."

Song Yinjian laughed when he heard this. "Tardalia, are you sure? If you want to fight me, the consequences will be very serious."

Tartaglia snorted angrily, "It's just bluffing!"

After saying this, he gripped the double blades tightly, ready to attack.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian just sighed helplessly, "Taddalia, you asked for this."

Then, he held his head high and chest out, suddenly shouting: "The cold light of a spear came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon, the deadly thirteen spears to subdue demons, save me!"

As soon as the voice fell, a green figure appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of Song Yinjian in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was a strikingly handsome young man, his eyes sharp as a knife, and he sternly radiated a cold, lonely aura, reminiscent of the icy male protagonists in anime and novels. "Great Sage, I'm counting on you!" Song Yinjian bowed to Xiao and pleaded earnestly.

Xiao turned his head and stared at Tartaglia with a cold gaze, emitting an extremely powerful aura. "You are no match for me! Either leave or die!"

Tartaglia's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he raised his head and said, "Whether I am your opponent or not, you will only know after we fight!"

However, just as he finished speaking, his vision suddenly blurred and a green shadow flashed in front of him like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, a long spear emitting a sharp cold light, with overwhelming force, suddenly knocked Tartaglia away. His body drew a long arc in the air and flew dozens of meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

After completing all this with an expressionless face, Xiao turned around and prepared to leave.

But before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly stopped.