Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

"Zaoyou is really happy."

The voice above his head reached his ears, and Mu Xian looked up at the distant sky.

"Zaoyou, when I left, did you hate the teacher?"

"..."

—Silence? It seems like it's always been like this.

In his previous life, Mu Xian had asked many similar questions, and those who answered either had no answer or showed Mu Xian the answer through their actions.

"How could I hate it... How could Zaoyou hate the teacher?"

The words that came out made Mu Xian stop briefly, but he felt Zao You's small hands hug his head.

Compared to Klee, Hayato's hands were much rougher, covered with a thick layer of calluses.

"Saoyou is just scared... scared that she'll have to sleep alone, scared that no one will help her if she's bullied, scared that she'll never see her teacher again..."

"But I promised to stay with you forever. I broke my promise. Shouldn't Zaoyou hate me?"

"no!"

The little hand gripping Mu Xian's head tightened even more: "Teacher did not break the agreement."

"As long as I'm asleep, I can see my teacher in my dreams. My teacher is always with Zaoyou in my dreams."

"So dreaming counts too?"

Perhaps Zaoyou was holding on too tightly, so Muxian raised his hand and pried Zaoyou's little hand open.

"Actually..." Mu Xian rubbed Zao You's palm, "I've also dreamed about Zao You."

"I dreamt that the early pomelo grew very, very tall."

As he spoke, Mu Xian looked ahead.

A blonde girl with her chest bound by straps stood not far away, her expression completely out of place with her surroundings.

Chapter 76 Araki, the Magnificent Warrior, Aspires to Fight the World

The girl lowered her head, looking out of place as if she wanted to flee in a panic.

In her panic, she didn't notice the boy holding food in front of her, and the two collided and fell to the ground.

The food in the boy's hand fell to the ground and then got covered in some black powder.

The paper packet containing black powder fell from Xiaogong's arms. She sat on the ground, staring blankly at the food that had fallen to the ground.

Normally, Xiaogong would immediately stand up and help the boy up, and also pat the dust off the boy's clothes.

But this time, even the apology was initiated by the boy.

"sorry."

The boy looked at the food on the ground with teary eyes, but still asked, "Sister Xiaogong, are you alright?"

The boy's voice brought Xiaogong back to her senses. She looked up at the boy blankly, and without saying a word, she got up from the ground.

He silently turned around and walked back the way he came.

—That direction, it seems to be the pier of an outlying island.

Mu Xian quickly shifted his gaze from Xiao Gong and looked up at the large tree in the center of the square.

Many people gathered under the big tree, where something seemed to be.

The crowded people made Mu Xian want to turn around and leave, but he heard Zao You's happy voice above him.

"Teacher, shall we go over there and take a look?"

Mu Xian remained silent, but still walked in that direction.

Taking advantage of his height, which was a head taller than others, Mu Xian only had to squeeze a little from the back to see what was surrounded by the crowd.

Those were five vertical boards covered by gray cloth. From the lower half that wasn't covered by the canvas, it was clear that there were five canvases.

Standing next to the easel was an elegant man dressed in white, a man Mu Xian was quite familiar with.

The elegant man seemed to notice Mu Xian and glanced in Mu Xian's direction.

The man's eyes were slightly narrow, giving him a gentle appearance, but Mu Xian took a step back when she saw them.

However, after taking a step back, Mu Xian realized that he was still wearing a mask.

—But why would he specifically look this way?

Just as he was thinking, the early pomelo on his head gave Mu Xian the answer.

"Teacher, it seems like the head of the family is looking at me..."

Zaoyou's tone became tense: "What if he sees Zaoyou slacking off?"

Slacking off? They should have noticed by now.

Mu Xian remembered that when she met Zao You, Zao You seemed to want to buy some kind of doll.

—However...it seems she's completely forgotten about it.

That's what he thought, but Mu Xian didn't say it out loud. Instead, he grabbed Zao You's legs, which were thrashing around in fear.

"Do not be afraid."

Mu Xian offered words of comfort, his gaze remaining fixed on Ayato Kamisato in the center of the plaza.

Ayato Kamisato's gaze lingered on Yozusa for a few seconds, and he even glanced thoughtfully at Kizuna beneath Yozusa.

However, he didn't seem to notice anything amiss and quickly looked away, focusing his attention on what was in front of him.

Lift the canvas, and the painting on the canvas will appear.

The painting depicts a drunken man in green robes slumped over a table, with empty wine bottles scattered on the floor.

The man's appearance inexplicably reminded Mu Xian of the Mondstadt bard he had met before.

—A man dressed in green, reeking of alcohol, and a poet—these two are quite a good match.

Mu Xian withdrew his gaze, already knowing that the other four paintings must be by four other poets.

Having lived in Inazuma for five years, Mu Xian knew that the Rongcai Festival originated from the legend of the Five Song Immortals of Inazuma.

"Do you want to keep watching?" Mu Xian asked Zao You.

"Teacher, let's go somewhere else."

Ayato Kamisato here still frightened Hayayu, who urged again, "Let's go quickly, I'm afraid the head of the family will catch up."

—That guy won't come after me for these things.

Although Zaoyou's worries were somewhat naive, Muxian still gradually moved away from the square.

Mu Xian glanced at the distant dock, but his mind was preoccupied with searching for Ke Li's whereabouts.

Finding a little girl amidst the hustle and bustle is ultimately difficult, but if nothing unexpected happens, Klee should be with the same group of people from yesterday.

The images of the traveler Wendy and Wanye appeared in Mu Xian's mind, but considering their elusive nature, he quickly skipped over the images of Sora and Wendy.

As for Manyo, Mu Xian remembered that he was a crew member on the Hokuto ship.

Mu Xian gazed at the dock for a long time, but did not see the Death Star, which was larger than the other ships.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The laughter pierced through his eardrums, and Mu Xian could feel Zao You, who was sitting on his shoulders, tremble three times.

"It's that guy." Mu Xian sensed that Zao You seemed a little angry when she said this.

The source of the laughter seemed to be quite something; it was the first time Mu Xian had ever felt that a sound alone could make Zao You so angry.

Turning around, a few dark glints flashed in Mu Xian's eyes.

No wonder I felt like I'd heard that laughter somewhere before; it was the demon man who stopped Mu Xian when he first landed in Inazuma.

"Hey, I'm talking to you two."

Araki Ichito strode aggressively toward Mu Xian, then paused, surprised. "Huh? It's you."

Mu Xian didn't answer. He looked around for alleyways and pondered how to lure Arataki Ichidou into one.

"Forget it, never mind."

Thinking has never been the forte of the leader of the Arakkao faction. He waved his hand and said to Mu Xian, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Araki Ichito's words made Mu Xian shift his gaze from the alley he had already chosen, and his eyes turned somewhat strange as he looked at Araki Ichito.

"help?"

"Yes!"

Araki Ichito was so confident that he looked down on everyone: "Araki Ichito, the dignified aspirant of the world, is here. If you have any difficulties, leave them to me!"

Mu Xian's gaze grew increasingly strange; he felt as if he couldn't keep up with the train of thought of the person in front of him.

I remember when I first landed on the island a few days ago, this guy seemed to want to steal my Mora.

"Why are you helping me?"

"What else could it be? Of course, it's a special limited edition jointly developed by Yaedo and Far Voyage Wind, cough cough."

Realizing he had misspoke, Arataki Kazuto coughed a few times, put his hands on his hips, and declared with righteous indignation: "As a volunteer for the Rongcai Festival, of course I should lend a hand to help travelers if they have any difficulties."

"No need," Mu Xian said calmly, turning to leave.

"Hey, my drink, wait!"

Araki Ichito reached out his right hand to grab Kikan, but instead grabbed a large handful of Mora.

"Go buy your own drinks."

Mu Xian, who had thrown Mora, turned around, thought for a moment, and then continued, "If you really want to help, keep an eye out for a little girl in a red dress."

Chapter 77 The Letter from Miss Fried Tofu

Unlike the brightly decorated Narukami Island, Tsurukan, located in the far southwest corner, presents a completely different scene.