Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

The cherry blossom petals on the ground, wet with rain and trampled by passersby, had lost all their beauty when they fell.

People always prefer what's in front of them or above them.

As for what's under their feet, they always look down on it.

"Young man, haven't I seen you somewhere before?"

The voice made Mu Xian turn his gaze back; it was still the same old woman from the daytime.

This time, Mu Xian's memory was clearer than ever before.

He recognized the old woman, so he chose to remain silent.

The world is never short of kind people who suffer greatly, and the old woman is one of them.

As for Mu Xian himself...

Only now does Mu Xian realize that he is not actually kind.

After all... the old woman's two sons died at Mu Xian's hands.

"You are a very good mother."

"She could have been a wonderful mother..."

Mu Xian looked up, as if he had returned to the time when he was carrying out the trial...

"Young man, aren't the cherry blossoms here beautiful?"

“I sit here every day, just waiting for the cherry blossoms to fall from the tree.”

"These cherry blossoms seem to never stop falling; they fall and then grow back, grow back and then fall again."

...

"You don't know, do you? My skills in making Sakura Mochi are pretty good."

Even though my two sons have started their own families, they still come back a few times, just to have a few bites of the cherry blossom cakes I make.

"Young man, would you like to help me collect cherry blossoms with this young lady? I'll give you a few after I've made some cherry blossom cakes."

...

"Brother Mu Xian, my mother sent over a lot of cherry blossom cakes. My brother and I are too full to eat any more. Would you like one?"

"Brother Mu Xian, war is so annoying! Why do we have to keep fighting like this? I wonder how Mom is doing now..."

...

"As my attendant, you should believe in eternity, for all sacrifices are necessary in the face of eternity."

“I don’t blame you this time, but no matter the reason, a deserter is a deserter.”

“Your letting them go has already displeased the Heavenly Commander. I hope you can personally execute them to stabilize your position.”

...

"Brother Mu Xian, you've finally arrived! You've come to...?"

...

"Brother Mu Xian...you shouldn't have let your younger brother die before me."

"As an apology, could I see my mother again?"

"Or, you could try some cherry blossom mochi..."

...

The scent of cherry blossoms wafted to his nose again, and a rolled-up food appeared before Mu Xian's eyes.

"Young man, you seem quite unhappy."

The old woman grinned, her yellowed teeth barely visible in the darkness: "Come and try my pancakes, they're quite good."

Mu Xian took the pancake from the old woman, the residual heat from the freshly baked pancake burning his palms.

Taking a bite out of the Hizakura mochi, the taste was so sweet and cloying that it was hard to swallow.

"How is it? My cherry blossom mochi is pretty good, isn't it?"

Even though the old woman didn't make eye contact with Mu Xian, Mu Xian still looked away.

"tasty."

Mu Xian spoke, then swallowed the rest in one gulp: "I think I've gotten used to it."

The hot cherry blossom cake he swallowed made Mu Xian's chest feel uncomfortable, and it also made him quite irritable.

He looked up at the cherry blossom tree above him again, his voice audible only to himself.

"I really want to burn this tree down first."

"Unfortunately... it's raining heavily now."

Zheng! !

The blade flashed and disappeared in that instant, and a branch as thick as a thigh fell from the tree.

Raindrops fell, landing on the blade and splitting in two, turning into two tiny drops that fell to the ground.

Mu Xian sheathed his knife and noticed that the old woman's attention seemed to be drawn to the fallen branch.

The withered hand stroked a spot on the branch; even after so much time had passed, the marks left by the rope were still clearly visible.

Mu Xian quickly shifted his gaze to the area around the cherry tree.

In the past, this place was a popular gathering place for people to play and a perfect spot to show something to the people of Inazuma.

But now, only an old woman remains in this place.

"Grandma."

Mu Xian's tone softened unusually: "Would you like to come with me to find that little girl?"

The old woman didn't answer; she was still stroking the rope marks on the branches.

—Perhaps, they didn't hear it.

—But it's good that I didn't hear or see it.

Mu Xian quickly looked away. The castle tower on the mountaintop was still standing in the same place, but the dark clouds in the sky were constantly flashing with lightning.

"This body is the most supreme and noble body in the mortal world, and should hold great power over the world."

"This body is to grant the people a dream, which is an eternal and unchanging promise for thousands of generations."

Inazuma Castle is built against the mountain, with the main road leading directly to the castle tower at the top of the mountain, and shops lining both sides of the road.

The surrounding shops were already closed, and in the darkness, it seemed that only the young man, muttering these two sentences, walked towards the end of the road.

Chapter 102 The mountaintop is the most esteemed place.

"General, it seems that the head of the Kamisato family has encountered some trouble. I cannot find him."

A voice came from the shadows, and General Thunder just stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

The young man had his eyes closed, and with his blond hair, he looked like a lifeless doll.

Their fingers were intertwined; the young man's palms were free of calluses, and the general felt only a powerless warmth.

“Use alchemy and that woman’s techniques to create a body, and then inject that person’s memories into the body.”

The sound of stragglers came from one side. He crossed his arms and looked at the general, feeling that things were getting more and more interesting.

"However... it seems someone doesn't want you to have your way."

Aberdo, standing nearby, remained silent, watching the body that had been created.

The blond hair made it easy for Ambed to tell that this person was from Mondstadt.

Moreover, this Mondstadt man gave Aberdo a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

—I have a feeling that she's somewhat like Madame Frey.

Abedo, lost in thought, was interrupted by a skirmisher beside him, who glanced at the ill-tempered fellow.

Taking a deep breath, Aberdo said what he had been keeping to himself.

"The essence of alchemy is creation—creating a new object, creating a new life."

"Creation is not rebirth, not resurrection. Even if he opens his eyes, he is still a different person."

The hand holding the young man tightened suddenly, but as if realizing something, it quickly loosened.

Seeing the unharmed hand, General Thunder breathed a sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes, and a coldness settled over his purple pupils.

He coldly swept his gaze over the two teenagers in front of him, his thunderous aura causing them to pause in their next words.

"The next time I come to this room, I don't want to see either of you again."

His tone was cold, but anyone could understand what he meant.

General Thunder is already driving people away.

Perhaps worried about Frey, Abedo wanted to ask something more, but General Thunder had already turned and left.

The scattered soldiers on the other side watched the departing general, then quickly turned their gaze to the soulless body.

"I think I've heard you mention human transmutation in alchemy."

The stragglers sneered and continued, "Body, memories, and something else, I think?"

"soul."

Abedo spoke, also looking at the empty shell of a body.

"The body is the proof of one's journey in the world."

"Memory records the body's experiences."

"The soul perceives the emotions of memories."

"These three elements are not exclusive to alchemy, but only when all three are complete can one truly be called a human being."