Dawn Winery should have been peaceful in the morning, but by the time Yu Jin and Venti arrived, quite a few people had already gathered there.
"Yay! Dvalin Protection Association, reassemble!" Paimon waved at Yu Jin and Venti from afar when she saw them arrive.
"Acting Grand Master Jean?" Yu Jin scanned the area and found that besides Diluc, Lumine, and Paimon, there was also someone he had not expected.
Now that the storm had subsided, shouldn't the Knights of Favonius be extremely busy? Why did Jean still have time to participate in this "Dvalin Protection Association"?
"Not Acting Grand Master, right now I'm just Jean." Jean smiled and shook her head. She was taking a break from her busy schedule; while helping Dvalin was very important, it wasn't particularly time-consuming.
These past few days, all she had to do was search for dragon tears, which was not difficult for Jean, who had strong searching abilities.
Jean had a special skill: as long as she relaxed and walked around casually, she could find anything she wanted.
Her pet turtle ran away, and Jean used this method to find it back, it worked every time!
This time, searching for dragon tears was no exception.
"Hehe, we also have to thank Master Diluc; otherwise, we'd probably still be chased by the Knights of Favonius right now." Paimon said, smiling at Diluc. Diluc's contribution to these smooth few days was undeniable.
"It's just my duty. One of the former Four Winds should not be exploited by those inhuman fellows," Diluc said expressionlessly.
"Actually, you really don't have to go through all this trouble. You just need to go to the office and ask to borrow it." Jean looked at the lyre of the heavens in Venti's hand. To be honest, it was her first time knowing that the lyre of the heavens had such a use.
"So many people want to see you every day; by the time it's our turn, it would be too late," Diluc replied.
Anyone could seek Jean, without any threshold, which was one reason why Jean was so busy as the Acting Grand Master.
Whether it was a big matter or a small one, the residents of Mondstadt always habitually sought Jean to resolve it. And Jean herself never refused anyone, always managing to meet everyone's expectations.
"Alright, the main business is important. Lumine, try to purify these teardrops." Venti interrupted Diluc and Jean's conversation. He took out a pile of red teardrops emitting an ominous glow.
"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, the aura of these teardrops is truly unsettling. Dvalin... what exactly is he enduring?" Jean felt the chaotic and 瘋狂 aura in front of her and still couldn't hide her shock.
These were just the tears Dvalin shed; the poisonous blood within his body was probably a hundred times more troublesome than this.
"Indeed, it's an uncomfortable aura." Venti looked at the teardrops in his hand, seemingly thinking of Dvalin's suffering expression. His tone couldn't help but become a little low.
"But we have everyone here." Lumine glanced around. There was Paimon, acting as the mood-maker; Acting Grand Master Jean, diligent and responsible; Diluc, serious and reliable; Venti, offering advice; and... Yu Jin, who was rummaging through a pile of miscellaneous items.
"Where is it? Where is it?" Yu Jin pulled out a large pile of miscellaneous items from who knows where: armor, a great hammer, and a crimson heart.
This won't do. Lumine and Paimon are still young; it's better to put away such bloody things. Yu Jin saw everyone's gaze turn to him and immediately put away the dragon heart, which still had bloodstains on it.
"Why are you looking at me?" Yu Jin kicked a large dragon claw aside and said nonchalantly.
"What are all these things of yours?" Venti looked at the pile of nameless armor, weapons, and stones around Yu Jin and asked in confusion.
These things, why do they look so much like they're made from parts of a dragon?
For example, the huge hammer Yu Jin had just kicked away, the more Venti looked at it, the more it resembled a dragon's claw.
"I'm about to meet Dvalin; can't I prepare a gift?" Yu Jin said, and then began searching again.
Venti and the others didn't doubt him. Yu Jin's thought process was quite unconventional, and if it wasn't absolutely necessary, it was better not to delve too deeply, or they might be assimilated by him!
Lumine glanced at Yu Jin, who was scratching his head, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. Yu Jin was still as powerful and approachable as ever.
She reached out and touched the crimson dragon tear. Soon, under some peculiar change, the crimson of the dragon tear dissipated, leaving only pure Anemo.
"This is..." Lumine clenched her hand. Before, when she purified a single dragon tear, she didn't feel anything. But now, purifying so many at once, she clearly felt as if she had grown a little stronger.
"Lumine? What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Paimon noticed Lumine's change and asked with some concern. Those things were so ominous; would Lumine be alright purifying them?
Lumine shook her head, casting aside the doubts in her mind, and reassured, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something."
"Found it! I knew it, there must be more!" Yu Jin's surprised shout from not far away attracted everyone's attention.
"What, what? Let me see!" After learning that Lumine was fine, Paimon immediately joined in the excitement. She was very curious what Yu Jin could pull out.
"Here, it's this." Yu Jin tossed a large stone to Paimon.
The stone had distinct edges, a sharp and pointed end, was earthy yellow throughout, and its surface shimmered with a hint of golden light. It looked like the scale of something.
ancient dragon smithing stone — a smithing stone made from polished golden gravel. This is a scale of the Ancient Dragon King, a secret treasure of Farum Azula.
It is said that the Ancient Dragon King presides over the temporal rift, and this smithing stone carries a slight phenomenon of spatio-temporal distortion.
Because of this, it can be used to forge god-slaying weapons.
Paimon held the scale in both hands. She looked at the ancient dragon smithing stone, its surface bearing a slight distortion.
This distortion encompassed both time and space. Paimon tried to discern the specific structure of the smithing stone, but found she could only see a blurry light and shadow. It was only when she glanced at it casually that she could make out the general structure of the smithing stone.
"Uh..." Paimon stared at the smithing stone for a while, and her eyes turned into spirals.
She swayed unsteadily, clutching her head, as if she might fall to the ground at any moment.
"Alright! You just need to glance at this kind of thing, are you mesmerized?" Yu Jin put away the ancient dragon smithing stone and gently flicked Paimon's forehead.
Paimon immediately sobered up. She flew behind Lumine in fear and whispered, "Such a terrifying thing!"
"Isn't it just a stone? What's so terrifying about it?" Lumine felt a little confused; it was clearly just a stone, what was there to be afraid of?
"Uh..., it's... it's just really terrifying." Paimon thought for a moment, and it seemed there really wasn't anything terrifying about it, but why couldn't that fear be shaken from her heart?
But Paimon wasn't one to dwell on things. Soon, her attention shifted to the lyre of the heavens, which was overflowing with Anemo power.
"Wow! Is this the real lyre of the heavens?" Paimon took a deep breath, feeling much lighter overall.
"This level should be enough!" Venti felt the almost active Anemo power on the lyre of the heavens, and his heart immediately settled down greatly.
"So, where should we summon Stormterror? The city is definitely out; the losses would be too great if we fail. As for the winery..."
Jean looked at the lyre of the heavens, pondering where would be the best place to summon Stormterror.
"No problem, losing the winery isn't a big loss, but it's best not to." Diluc said, arms crossed, uttering words that would make ladies weep.
Yu Jin shook his head upon hearing this. What kind of rich people are these? A winery, and they can just say they don't want it.
"We need sea breeze and high-altitude wind, so the poet's song can travel even farther. Also, moist and refreshing wind brings a good mood," Venti smiled.
"It seems the answer is obvious." Jean thought of a place, and judging by everyone's expressions, they seemed to have thought of the same thing.
"Hmm, indeed." Yu Jin said, then handed everyone a rope.
"Hold on tight," Yu Jin instructed.
"What for?" Venti asked, holding the rope, his head full of question marks.
"Time to fly!" Yu Jin shouted, and then everyone was pulled into the Sky by him.
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