Original God: Founding the Shushan Sect, Gathering People in Teyvat to Cultivate Immortality.

"I'm a wounded soldier. Isn't it normal for me to recuperate?"

Tartaglia replied nonchalantly and returned his attention to the novel.

"Besides, if you were not blind and deaf on the way here, and asked more about Liyue's current situation, you would know that I am doing the right thing."

"What do you mean?"

Rosalin frowned slightly. She rushed all the way to deliver the things back to Zhidong and reported to the God of Ice.

He ran over non-stop, doing nothing but getting on his way.

As soon as I arrived in Liyue, I heard that Tartaglia was seriously injured in a battle with an unknown entity.

Rosalin instantly thought of what Lisa said, and guessed that Dadalia must have offended an immortal cultivator.

Now, she has no time to collect information.

Afraid that Tartaglia would cause big trouble for Zhidong, he hurried over to clean up his mess.

Rosalyn grew angrier at the thought.

However, before she could make a move, Tartaglia threw a novel to her and immediately immersed himself in the novel.

Rosalin felt a surge of blood rushing to her head. She suppressed her anger and said coldly:

"Are you very free?"

"I'm a bit busier than you."

Tartaglia replied leisurely, slightly shifting her gaze away from the novel, and said lightly:

"I have been in Liyue longer than you have. I know what happened here better than you do. I have even fought against that kind of existence myself."

"I have passed on all the necessary information to the Queen."

"I even dragged my seriously injured body to establish a relationship with the existence of immortal cultivators."

"Rosalin, you have no right to come here and accuse me with such a haughty attitude."

"Your little information is of no use to me. I know much more about the dangers in Liyue than you do."

After saying that, Tartaglia turned his attention back to the (cabj) novel.

"If you want to know anything about cultivating immortals, read this novel. Everything you want to know is in it."

"Of course, if you think I'm making fun of you..."

Tartaglia pointed.

"The door is over there. Please go out and help me close the door."

Rosalin stared at Tartaglia coldly for a while, snorted, and opened the novel to read.

Tartaglia glanced at her and smiled secretly.

This novel...

She just looks at it.

No one said a word.

Wait a minute, this proud woman might ask him for something.

Tartaglia thought about it and became more and more proud.

Turning the book back to the first page, Tartaglia started reading from the beginning again.

The two of them remained silent and watched from noon till dark.

It was not until a debt collector came with a doctor to change Tartaglia's medicine that the two of them were able to escape from the world of the book.

Rosalin rubbed her brows and solemnly put down the half-read book.

Flying with a sword, using spiritual awareness to overwhelm others.

Others might not be able to imagine that kind of scene, but she witnessed Lisa using it with her own eyes.

For now, Rosalyn believes 70% of this book.

Just these seven points are enough to drive the entire Teyvat crazy.

The path of cultivation leading to immortality and longevity equal to heaven.

Compared with this, the devil? Justice? What are they?

Rosalin raised her head and glanced at Tartaglia who was changing the dressing.

Although the scars on his body have healed a lot, there are still some serious sword marks that have not been removed.

Even important and fatal parts such as the heart, neck, lungs, etc. had penetrating wounds.

It was not by chance that Tartaglia escaped. With such injuries, he should have died.

How can you live with your heart pierced?

The reason he is still alive is probably because of the power of the Ice God and his mysterious teacher.

Rosalin frowned slightly and didn't ask right away.

After the doctor who changed the dressing left, Tartaglia stretched his body.

"It is indeed a medicinal herb nourished by spiritual energy. Although the price is higher, the effect is worth it."

"It's a pity that Liyue doesn't allow large quantities of them to be sold. Otherwise, I would really like to bring more with me in case I get hurt in battle in the future."

After that, Tartaglia glanced at Rosaline and said leisurely:

"How about this book? Did you feel disappointed?"

Rosalin subconsciously wanted to mock Tartaglia for taking such a vague novel as her guiding principle, but after thinking about what Lisa said, she finally suppressed her dissatisfaction.

"Do you still have this book? Send a copy to Her Majesty the Queen."

"You are such an afterthought."

Tartaglia scoffed.

"By the time you think of it, this kind of news has already spread everywhere. I have already sent the books back. Now, if you calculate, Her Majesty should have received them all."

Rosalin's eyes turned cold and she said in a deep voice:

"What do you mean? Do you think you're the only one working?"

"I just brought Barbatos's Heart of God back to Winter! What about you? You've been in Liyue for so long, have you contacted the people the Queen asked you to contact?"

"Do you have a plan to get the Heart of the Rock God?"

Tartaglia sneered.

"Heart of God? What the hell is that?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in finding that thing. If you want, you can take over my job."

Rosalyn was a little annoyed.

"Do you dare to disobey the Queen's plan?"

"The Queen's current arrangement for me is to give up the Heart of God Project and focus on what I will do next! Everyone! Must cooperate with me!"

Tartaglia stared at Rosaline and threw her a letter condensed with the power of the God of Ice.

The big words above made Rosalyn silent.

"All of us fools will provide you with all conveniences."

After a while, Rosalin raised her head and said coldly:

"What kind of magic potion did you feed the Queen?"

"Humph!"

Tartaglia turned around and faced the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, but his eyes penetrated the void and looked at the towering Jueyunjian.

"Like I said, Rosalyn, you don't understand anything, you have no right to talk to me about this!"

"Heart of God? What garbage is that!"

"Emperor Yanwang has become a disciple of Shushan. How can the Heart of God be compared with Shushan?"

"Cultivate the immortals! Only cultivate the immortals!"

There was a hint of fanaticism in Tartaglia's eyes.

"Only by cultivating immortality can all great wishes be perfectly fulfilled!"

"And I! Will officially step into the gate of Shushan in a month and embark on the path of cultivating immortals!"

"Rosaline, just continue to immerse yourself in your ridiculous God's Heart!".

150. Rosaline, who refuses to give up, says, "Why can you cultivate immortality but I can't?"

Hearing what Tartaglia said, Rosaline was shocked and took a step forward to stand behind Tartaglia.

"What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Tartaglia turned around happily, walked past Rosaline and lay back on the sofa.

"You and I are no longer the same as you. I will soon become an immortal cultivator. The Queen's dream will no longer require you."

"I alone can change everything!"

"Just stay in this mortal world and watch me embark on the path to immortality."

Tartaglia crossed his legs leisurely and continued reading the novel.

Rosalin's face turned cold, and she walked over and slapped Tartaglia's book away.

"Explain clearly what you mean by you are going to practice Taoism in a month."

Tartaglia was not annoyed. She held her head and looked at Rosaline with a smile.

"Are you anxious now? Aren't you the best at gathering information?"

"Why are you so out of touch with the news?"

"I was wrong. It shouldn't be a month. It should be more than 20 days later. Rosalin, do you know what the difference between immortals and mortals is?"

"After I become an immortal, I will tell you what the real difference between immortals and mortals is."

Rosalin took a deep breath and looked at Tartaglia's face, wanting to hit him crookedly.

But right now, Tartaglia has too much and too important news, and she must know what is going on in Liyue.

"Tell me what intelligence you have gathered in Liyue."

"Are you begging me? That's not the way to beg someone."

Tartaglia picked up the book calmly and continued reading.

"Ma'am, your intelligence system is so powerful, why not send someone to collect the information yourself? It may take a few more days. You know more than me."

Rosalin's anger grew stronger. After a while, she sat opposite Tartaglia and said in a deep voice:

"Barbatos's Heart of God was brought to me by Lisa, who claims to be a disciple of Shushan."

"The other party left Mondstadt for a week, and when he came back, he had become a cultivator."

"She easily suppressed Tevarin who was possessed by the Lonely King of the High Tower at the ruins of the Wind Dragon, and even destroyed the remaining demon soul of the Lonely King of the High Tower."

"Her current strength is stronger than many demon gods."

"According to him, the head of Shushan is a powerful immortal cultivator from outer space. The thunderstorm a few days ago was because he was undergoing a tribulation."

"The Shushan leader is so powerful that he can even overthrow the entire Teyvat alone."

"According to Lisa, he went to the Dark Sea and captured dozens of demons as labor."

"Now, the Rock King, the Wind God, that woman, and many Liyue high-ranking officials and immortals have all joined Mount Shu to cultivate immortality."

"This is all the information I have. Now, it's your turn."

Tartaglia sat up straighter, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The information Rosalyn had told him was indeed very meaningful to him.