Dihua Marsh, Wangshu Inn.
"Xiao~"
A fiery red figure appeared, calling softly.
"I'm here."
A faint dark glow flickered, and Xiao's figure instantly appeared.
"One good news, one bad news."
Seeing her younger brother arrive, Yingda spoke softly.
"Bad news."
Xiao chose without hesitation to hear the bad news first.
Yingda nodded slightly:
"The bad news is... our elder brother Fushe fell in the Chasm five hundred years ago while stopping the Abyss. The hero is trapped there."
Hearing this, Xiao's expression darkened.
Although he had already prepared himself when Yingda said there was bad news, at this moment his emotions were still complicated.
"Don't dwell on it."
"Our elder brother sacrificed himself to protect Liyue. That was a hero's deed."
Yingda comforted softly, afraid Xiao would blame himself too much.
"I understand."
Xiao nodded slightly, then looked at Yingda with expectation:
"Then, Yingda, what's the good news?"
At this moment, Xiao's heart was extremely tense.
He only hoped to hear from Yingda the good news he had long wished for.
"Hmm~"
"The good news is this."
Yingda gently raised her hand, and a "book" floated above her palm.
"This is..."
Xiao's pupils shrank, his hand trembling slightly.
His eyes fixed firmly on the book in Yingda's hand.
He had seen this book before.
All the Adepti had seen it.
It was the book Mr. Taro had brought out when he resurrected the Dust King.
Later, it wasn't used again, so they never witnessed its effect.
But Madame Ping had said that it was precisely with this object that the Dust God was revived — Guizhong's resurrection.
She and the Geo Archon had both witnessed it.
"That's right."
Yingda nodded firmly, her eyes full of solemnity:
"Mr. Taro is benevolent. To ensure that Fanan and Minu would not fade away, he specially brought out this book."
"Xiao, there's no need for more words. Mr. Taro has already preset the magic on the book. At midnight tonight, it will automatically activate, and the ritual will require you and me to preside over it."
"One ritual, two people at once!"
Two people together?
At midnight?
Xiao's eyes sharpened, and he quickly looked up at the sky.
At this moment, there was less than half an hour until midnight.
Xiao didn't want to waste even a second.
"Yingda, let's go quickly!"
Seeing her nod, Xiao didn't hesitate further.
"Hold on tight."
He was born as a golden-winged Dapeng. Among the Adepti, his speed was unmatched — the fastest in the world.
"That's fine."
Yingda nodded gently.
The next instant, a streak of green light enveloped the two of them and shot into the skies, rushing toward the heart of Liyue.
Though Liyue was vast, with the power of the Vigilant Yaksha, no matter where they were or where they needed to go, they could arrive in the blink of an eye.
"This is the place."
The two figures landed atop a mountain peak.
Returning to this place again, it was the very site where their elder brother had fallen.
They were filled with emotion.
This was a place of sorrow, but now their hearts were filled only with hope.
"Wait a moment."
Yingda took a deep breath, holding the book in both hands.
On the book's cover, a faint countdown appeared.
Delayed Casting.
As the name implied — the spell had already been activated, but its effect was delayed.
A common trick for ambushes.
In PVP, it was all about intelligence, mind games, skill timing, attribute counters, and dirty tactics.
If you weren't cunning enough, someone else would be.
If you didn't keep learning and adapting, you'd be played to death.
But here in Teyvat, it usually wasn't necessary.
This was just to resurrect someone.
Still, Taro, always cautious, had not only set the instant-cast spell but had also secretly added three trap spells and two contact spells.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Yingda and Xiao.
He trusted all of Liyue's Adepti.
But what if some fool suddenly appeared and tried to interfere?
If nothing happened, all the better.
But if something did happen, and the Adepti couldn't prevent the interference, then as soon as the book's magic was disrupted, Taro would immediately know and teleport there in an instant.
Let the intruder understand the true meaning of "surprise, motherf**er."*
Whenever something important was at stake, he always anticipated the worst.
No choice — he had been ambushed countless times back in the game.
It was all second nature by now.
Half an hour passed quickly.
The countdown on the Book of the Archangel finally reached zero.
The next moment, a dazzling holy light once again condensed.
The preset super-tier spell, instant-cast.
Within the embrace of the great angel's phantom, two figures slowly appeared.
"Minu, Fanan."
The moment Xiao saw them, his fists clenched tightly.
"Do not fear."
Yingda's eyes shone with excitement:
"Wait quietly..."
Before her words were finished, a crimson glow flickered in the night sky.
The heavens suddenly split open, and a blood-red eye snapped open.
A massive circular eye, its edges surrounded by five smaller ones.
A suffocating aura of death instantly spread across the land.
"Defying Death!"
A chilling voice resounded.
Before Yingda and Xiao could react, a blood-red giant hand reached out from the void, grabbing straight toward the Book of the Archangel.
"Stop!"
"Bane of All Evil!"
"Lemniscatic Wind Cycling!"
Xiao's mask had appeared, spear in hand.
His figure shot up, directly intercepting the giant hand reaching for the book.
"You dare!"
Yingda roared, donning her mask, flames surging around her.
An immense fireball condensed above, hurling straight at the scarlet eye in the sky.
Anyone who dared to stop them from resurrecting their siblings was their enemy.
And enemies... must be destroyed!
At Mt. Tianheng—
"This is bad, old man, trouble's come."
Two figures, tall and short, looked up.
The moment they saw the crimson eye, their faces changed.
The small creatures resisting below? To that blood-red gaze, it was the ultimate insult.
The giant hand split in two.
One continued toward the Book of the Archangel, the other slammed down at Yingda.
As for Xiao... he was simply ignored.
"Protect them!"
"Immovable as Stone!"
A stern voice rang out.
Golden light rose from the earth, enveloping Yingda, barely blocking the deathly strike of the crimson hand.
"Oh?"
"So, Geo Archon Morax... you want to stand in my way?"
The eye in the sky solidified, its gaze locking onto the golden figure beneath.
Clad in divine robes, embodying the unyielding rock, Morax stood unmoving, golden light flowing within his eyes.
"God of Death — Ronova!"
"If I wish it... what then?"
(End of Chapter)
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