Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

"However, we should still arrange for a few people to keep an eye on him and prevent Ayaka from meeting him."

Chapter 86 Encounter on the Beach

The general's attack was not just lightning, but also blades mixed in with the lightning.

The lightning that struck Mu Xian melted the cut wound together, but it shattered again as Mu Xian got up.

Blood soaked through the black clothes, making the black appear even darker.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mu Xian found himself still standing on the beach.

Looking towards the sea, all you can hear is the sound of the tides coming and going.

Every now and then, fish leap out of the water, as if to prove their extraordinary nature to all other fish.

There are no such fish in Liyue Harbor, because they are often used to prove their deliciousness to the seabirds that inhabit the harbor.

boom!

Mu Xian really didn't want to leave, and he didn't know where he should go.

Kamisato Yashiki? Castle tower? Narukami Taisha Shrine?

It seems that in the very end, Mu Xian was still covered in blood, just like when he first arrived in Inazuma, and then wandered aimlessly like a wild swarm of people.

Thinking it over, Mu Xian simply spread his arms and lay straight down on the ground.

The soft ground by the sea cushioned the impact on Mu Xian's body, but blood still splattered from his wounds.

The yellow sand and red blood mingled together, and even the most uncouth villager would find the color scheme ugly.

Mu Xian lay on the ground looking miserable, but despite losing so much blood, he didn't feel weak at all.

Mu Xian let the blood flow out and let his body slowly recover. Then he smelled the gunpowder mixed with the blood.

But rather than exploring the origins of gunpowder, Mu Xian preferred to lie here like this.

But gradually, Mu Xian felt the atmosphere of gunpowder growing stronger, and then he felt something bump into his thigh.

"Well..."

A girl's humming came from beside me, followed by the sound of a pile of things falling to the ground.

Now even if Mu Xian wasn't curious, he had to look up and take a look.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see Xiaogong kneeling on the ground, rubbing his ankle that had been tripped, silently picking up the items that had fallen onto the sand.

"Are you alright?" Mu Xian asked, having roughly guessed what had happened.

The little girl must have been watching where she was going and tripped over her own thigh.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Gong visibly stiffened for a moment, then looked up at Mu Xian.

"Mu Xuanjun?"

Xiaogong forced a smile through her grief: "What are you doing here?"

As he spoke, Xiaogong's gaze shifted downwards, and he saw blood continuously gushing from Mu Xian's chest.

Are you injured?!

As she spoke, Xiaogong shifted her attention from the things that had fallen on the beach and began to grope around, trying to find something that could stop Muxian's wounds.

"It's nothing," Mu Xian said. "The wound has almost healed."

The wound has indeed almost healed; the healing power of this strange body is somewhat beyond imagination.

"How could someone who lost so much blood be alright?"

Xiao Gong didn't believe Mu Xian's words, and pulled out a few strips of cloth from somewhere: "Hurry up and take them over to bandage this up."

Mu Xian glanced at the bandage but did not reach out to take it.

"This is someone else's blood," Mu Xian lied. "I wasn't injured."

"I see..." Xiaogong breathed a sigh of relief: "How did Muxuanjun end up here?"

"Then why are you here?"

Mu Xian continued, "This is an island. If I remember correctly, you seem to live in Inazuma City."

Mu Xian's question made Xiao Gong look away awkwardly, but Mu Xian's next words made her turn her gaze back.

"I smelled gunpowder earlier."

As Mu Xian spoke, his gaze fell on the beach behind Xiao Gong.

Square cloth bags were scattered on the beach, and Mu Xian suddenly remembered the black powder he had seen when he met Xiao Gong during the day.

Mu Xian: "There must be gunpowder in there."

"no!"

Xiaogong suddenly became agitated, but calmed down after saying those words.

She lowered her head, her tone questioning.

"Mugen-kun, you should have seen Takehito-nii at Narukami Shrine, right?"

Mu Xian thought for a while before realizing who Xiao Gong was referring to as "Brother Wuren".

That forgotten memory resurfaced in Mu Xian's mind. He remembered that the scene in his memory was also a beach, but time had changed everything.

There was no trace of him there.

Mu Xian said, "It seems that the martial arts brother you mentioned has really left that place."

"Like This."

Xiao Gong became dazed: "Then tell me, will he still be able to see the fireworks in the sky?"

"Fireworks...we should be able to see them, right?"

Mu Xian looked up at the sky: "So you're preparing fireworks, aren't you?"

"I promised my samurai brother."

Yomiya also looked up at the sky: "I want to make a firework that the whole of Inazuma can see."

"but..."

Xiaogong's tone became dejected: "But I seem to be the same as before... no, even more useless than before."

"We haven't even gathered all the materials to make fireworks."

Beneath the beach, the girl, who seemed out of place in the darkness, hung her head, and the empty sky made the atmosphere feel particularly oppressive.

Mu Xian lowered his head and looked at Xiao Gong in front of him: "Let me help you."

Yomiya paused, then suddenly looked up: "But, but fireworks are prohibited in Inazuma now... If you get caught by the shogunate's soldiers, you'll be imprisoned in the town magistrate's office."

"Aren't you going to get caught?"

Mu Xian retorted, "If you're not afraid, why should I be?"

“But this is between me and Brother Wu Ren, and I can’t let Mu Xuanjun take such a risk.”

"Mu Xian's affairs are my affairs."

Mu Xian's indifferent tone turned meaningful: "Moreover, I also want to see what the fireworks that light up the entire Inazuma looks like."

Xiao Gong wanted to speak again, but Mu Xian interrupted him.

"I'll prepare the materials for you."

As Mu Xian spoke, his gaze passed over Xiaogong and landed on the distant sea.

A ray of light appeared on the dark horizon in the distance.

The lights drew closer, illuminating the outline of the large ship in the distance.

The large ship's sails were hoisted high, painted with patterns familiar to Mu Xian.

That was the symbol of the Southern Cross fleet.

"I have to go now."

Looking at the sea, Mu Xian said, then glanced at Xiao Gong who was standing still, "But I will come to find you."

The voice in the voice disappeared along with Mu Xian's figure, leaving only the bloody smell in the surrounding air as evidence that Mu Xian had been here.

Xiaogong stood on the beach for a while, his slightly open mouth slowly closed, and then his closed mouth slightly raised again.

The smile was bittersweet, but at least it was a genuine smile.

Chapter 87 The Junior Sister I've Never Met

The Rongcai Festival started early again on the second day.

Ayato Kamisato was in the center of the island's plaza, while the remaining four signs were still covered by cloth.

"My lord."

A plain-looking person leaned close to Ayato's ear: "Are you really going to lift it up? This wasn't painted by Mr. White Chalk."

Ayato glanced at his unremarkable subordinate and said what he wanted to say, "This is the only way. We can't wait any longer."

As he spoke, Ayato suddenly ripped the cloth off the painting, revealing a man wearing a monocle and dressed in blue.

The second painting completely lacked the charm of the first one; not only Ayato, but even the onlookers could tell.

There were whispers and murmurs, but because it was Ayato Kamisato standing there, they were limited to whispers.

The ordinary man leaned close to his ear again: "Master, the people seem to be quite dissatisfied."

However, Ayato paid no attention to what his subordinate was saying, and instead turned his gaze toward the distant dock.

Where is Ayaka now?

“Since yesterday, the young lady has been staying in Inazuma Castle, accompanied by that descendant of the ‘Isshinden’ lineage.”

"Maple Leaf?"

"That's right, that's the name."