Chapter 107: Relief, the Dragon King Returns, the Second Guest of the Hall of Rebirth
"...and thus, the great battle between you ensued, ending with you willingly allowing Morax to seal you here."
Just then, a voice sounded from behind the gathered immortals.
The immortals turned to see an unfamiliar middle-aged man and were about to berate him and drive him away.
Unexpectedly, Zhongli spoke, "Azhdaha?"
"Yes, it has been long, Morax." The newcomer was Kun Jun, who nodded at Zhongli.
"No, no..."
Hearing Kun Jun's words, Azhdaha shook his head in denial.
At this, Kun Jun turned back to Azhdaha, "You may be angry, but you cannot deny this truth."
"I am an avatar of Azhdaha, the remnant of his benevolent nature. I represent the will of contracts, the heart of grandeur, and the desire for peaceful coexistence with humanity."
"As I said, the one who once believed in Morax most deeply was you—and therefore, me."
Hearing this, Azhdaha shook his head frantically and roared, "No, impossible! I could never acknowledge Morax, that despicable betrayer!"
"Heaven moves, ten thousand phenomena manifest; mountains and seas take form..."
Seeing this, Kun Jun sighed helplessly, stepped forward, and called out loudly.
Hearing this phrase, Azhdaha reflexively completed the second half, "...wastelands birth stars, brilliant... as the fierce sun..."
"Strange, what is this feeling? This... these are..."
After speaking, Azhdaha froze abruptly. After a moment of silence, his eyes cleared. Realization dawned as his gaze shifted back to Zhongli, "...long time no see, Morax."
Hearing Azhdaha's words, a smile returned to Zhongli's face, "Long time no see, old friend."
"Come, while I still retain consciousness, seal me once more. The erosion..."
Before Azhdaha could finish, Zhongli quickly interrupted, "There is no need to worry. I have already found a way to resolve the erosion. I originally came here intending to free you from it, but unexpectedly..."
"???"
"!!!"
Hearing Zhongli's words, both Kun Jun and Azhdaha were stunned. Did this mean... the beating they took was for nothing?
Finished speaking, Zhongli paid no mind to the expressions of Azhdaha and Kun Jun. He directly took out the Horse Talisman and pressed it onto Azhdaha's body.
A flash of white light enveloped Azhdaha and Kun Jun, causing them to merge back together.
When the white light dissipated, only Azhdaha remained in his human form, identical to Kun Jun.
At this moment, Azhdaha's aura was as heavy and steady as Zhongli's, devoid of any trace of madness.
"I have returned, Morax."
"Welcome back, Azhdaha."
...
Afterward, the immortals conversed at length, their familiarity unchanged as if no time had passed.
Then, Zhongli's gaze shifted to the assembled immortals.
A flicker of contemplation passed through his golden dragon pupils before his expression hardened, and he began assigning tasks:
"Xiao, you will invite the Cryo Archon of Snezhnaya to come to Liyue for detailed discussions. Regarding the future of our seven nations, you may reveal the capabilities of the Horse Talisman if necessary."
"Xianyun, you will seek out the Hydro Archon of Fontaine."
"Marcus, please make a trip to Sumeru."
...
Before long, all the immortals were dispatched by Zhongli to invite the archons of the seven nations.
Hearing this concerned the fate of all nations, the immortals made no excuses and immediately departed for their assigned destinations.
——
The Battle of Fulong Tree thus came to an end.
Setting aside how other powerhouses viewed Zhongli's combat capabilities, the returned Azhdaha adopted the alias Kun Jun and moved into the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor with Zhongli to enjoy retirement.
However.
Unaware of others' thoughts, Hu Tao was utterly bewildered—her consultant had... become two?
Though Kun Jun was as learned as Zhongli, she thought, "I really can't afford this anymore."
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After joining the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Kun Jun witnessed Zhongli's extravagant retirement life and initially considered emulating it. But seeing Hu Tao's expression, he felt too guilty and abandoned the idea.
Instead, he took up work as a blacksmith and began experiencing mortal life.
——
Honkai World.
St. Freya Academy.
Dawn had just broken, the morning air crisp and refreshing as thin mist enveloped the entire campus.
"Hah..."
Inside Wu Tong's residence, having cultivated through the night yet appearing spirited, he ceased his technique's circulation and opened his eyes, exhaling sharply.
The exhaled breath shot forth like a sword, effortlessly piercing a hole in the wall before him.
"Pure Yang Realm, twenty acupoints, fully filled."
Wu Tong smiled as he sensed the formidable power within his body.
Truly worthy of the Honkai intrinsic world—situated atop the Imaginary Tree with the Sea of Quanta's multiverse cosmology. The energy within its imaginary space was virtually inexhaustible. After a full night of extraction, the imaginary space's energy showed no depletion.
To be fair, with sufficient energy, Wu Tong's cultivation method—which required massive energy accumulation—was actually the easiest to enhance. Such techniques didn't demand enlightenment; mere energy sufficed for rapid advancement. Once strength increased, comprehension naturally followed.
Just like now: in a single night, Wu Tong had leveraged the boundless energy of the imaginary space to successfully fill twenty acupoints.
Through the combined efforts of his intelligent brain and his own unrestrained extraction and refinement of imaginary space energy, he had amplified his strength dozens of times over.
Previously impossible, yet now achieved.
After cultivation, Wu Tong rose from his bed and began washing up.
Once ready, he donned a navy-blue Zhongguo-style long robe and stepped out of his temporary residence.
Outside, he immediately spotted Fu Hua practicing tai chi nearby, with Dan Zhu, Cang Xuan, and others cheering her on, while Cang Xiaoxuan dozed off.
Fu Hua's residence wasn't far from Wu Tong's—right next door.
Despite her excitement and sleeplessness last night after Wu Tong resurrected her friend, Fu Hua couldn't overcome her long-honed habits the next morning.
Early at dawn, she had descended to the garden's open space to begin training.
Even with onlookers present, Fu Hua felt no constraint or tension. Instead, her friends' presence brought greater tranquility to her heart.
Her left foot stepped forward, and Fu Hua flowed seamlessly into a practiced tai chi sequence.
Between stillness and motion, her movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water—visually captivating yet radiating immense power. She stirred the surrounding air, making it dance in harmony with her will.
(End of Chapter)
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