Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't cross the line.

"Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?" These questions are essentially about the essence of humanity, the essence of the world, and the essence of freedom.

There are no standard answers to these three questions; each has a different solution. Answering these three questions is, in fact, answering one's own life.

How should we understand our world? What is the meaning of our existence? How can we realize our meaning?

....."

He began to speak eloquently about his understanding of the three philosophical questions, incorporating his profound reflections on life. He shared some of his experiences and insights, using the most authentic words to express the meaning and value of life.

Everyone present was captivated by his explanation, listening with rapt attention as if they were on a spiritual journey.

They closed their eyes, letting Chiki Ueno's voice echo in their ears, feeling the shock and enlightenment brought by those words.

Many of the confusions and uncertainties I've encountered in my life have been answered at this moment, and the whole world suddenly becomes clear and bright.

In a secluded corner of the square, a beautiful figure quietly hid.

If Yingmei were here, she would immediately recognize that figure as Catherine, the receptionist of the Adventurers' Guild.

At this moment, she was listening attentively to every word, her previously somewhat vacant eyes now sparkling with the light of wisdom, like a deep lake.

Meanwhile, the Sages' Conference was being held in the conference room of the Faculty.

Chapter 123 The Council of Sages

In the solemn and spacious council chamber of the Faith Council, the Great Sage Azar sat in the center of a long square table, with the other five sages seated on either side.

“I won’t waste any more words. The purpose of this meeting of sages is very clear—to vote on whether the Council of the Sages should recognize Oppenheimer’s status as a scholar of the Seventh School,” Hazar said in a deep voice.

After saying this, he intentionally or unintentionally shifted his gaze to the three sages sitting to his right.

His closest supporters are the philosophers Kavaja and Tintel, both staunch supporters of the Epistemological School. With their support, plus his own four votes, victory is assured.

Furthermore, a slightly more distant figure is the sage Jibarada of the Surangama school, who typically remained neutral and abstained from decision-making on matters of religious authority.

Hazard couldn't help but smile. He just wanted to ask one question: how could he possibly lose in this situation?

"Well, as a great sage, let me state my position first: I firmly oppose that ignorant and arrogant Oppenheimer entering the Council of the Church." His tone carried an undeniable air of authority.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Nafis raised his distinctive loud voice, his deep voice resounding throughout the hall, "Hazar, don't put on your great sage act in front of us! The labor-capital representatives of the biological school clearly acknowledge Oppenheimer's entry into the Council of the Elders. Today's debate has fully demonstrated his academic and intellectual depth. Anyone with eyes can see how to vote!"

Hazard frowned. "Nafis, I remind you to mind your sagely manners and refrain from personal attacks. We are having a serious sages' meeting, not children's squabbles."

"We're happy to do it! What's it to you?"

Nafis's words nearly killed Hazard.

Hazard, not wanting to get entangled with Nafis any longer, turned to Cavajra, who was standing nearby, and gestured for him to speak up.

After receiving Hazard's gaze, Cavajra returned it with a fawning look, indicating that he fully understood Hazard's meaning.

Then, he turned to the crowd, his voice full of flattery and agreement: "Great Sage Azar is wise, and his decisions are always so correct and wise. Therefore, I also oppose Oppenheimer's entry into the Papal House."

“Kavaja, you’re a sage too, how can you act like a dog? You’ve utterly disgraced us sages,” said Iskandar, a sage of the Indoctrination school, unable to bear his behavior any longer.

“You…you…you…” Cavaja, enraged and embarrassed, pointed a trembling finger at the serious-looking Iskandar.

Iskandar continued, “Hmph! A sage should possess the dignity and wisdom of a sage. I believe Oppenheimer’s arrival will inject new vitality and wisdom into the Council of the Sages. Therefore, I agree to his entry into the Council of the Sages.”

Hazard had anticipated the votes of Nafis and Iskandar and was not surprised, as this was a common occurrence at previous councils of sages.

At this moment, the usually taciturn scholar of the Causes school, Gibalada, suddenly spoke up, "Oppenheimer's ability to cure Devil Scales is a great academic achievement, and I agree to his admission to the Council of the Church."

Azar's expression turned somewhat grim, but he quickly understood why Gibalada had agreed. Gibalada had a grandson suffering from the Demon Scale Disease, who had recently run away from home to avoid burdening his family.

The situation on the field suddenly became delicate, with the votes for and against becoming three to three, and the final vote of the wise man of the Wise School, Dintel, became the key.

Everyone turned their attention to Tintel, waiting for his response.

However, Tintel was lost in his own thoughts. His mind was not on the upcoming vote, but on the dove's tear seal that Oppenheimer was wearing.

Just as everyone was growing impatient, Dintell finally spoke, "I agree to Oppenheimer's entry into the Canon."

Hazard's expression froze instantly, shock and disappointment mingling in his eyes. He never expected that his staunch ally, Dintel, would betray him at this crucial moment.

He glared at Dintel, his tone revealing barely concealed anger and incomprehension: "Dintel, do you know what you're saying?"

Dintel did not avoid Hazard's gaze, meeting his eyes calmly, and replied in a steady voice, "Great Sage, of course I know what I am saying. I believe that scholarship should be tolerant, and Oppenheimer's joining will be more beneficial to the development of the Council of the Church."

Enraged, Hazard could no longer contain his emotions. He abruptly stood up, his body trembling with rage, and slammed his fist on the conference table, making a loud noise that shocked everyone present.

"I absolutely disagree!" Hazar's voice was filled with indignation and determination, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. "As long as I, Hazar, am the Great Sage, this Oppenheimer will never be able to enter the Council of the Church."

After saying that, he turned around and left in a huff. His steps were quick and firm, as if he wanted to leave all his anger and disappointment behind.

Nafis was the first to react. He stood up and shouted, "You son of a bitch, trying to show off to me?"

The others shook their heads, their faces showing some worry. Oppenheimer's arrival had exacerbated the internal conflicts.

Soon, the results of the Sages' Council reached the square of the Order of the Church.

Upon receiving the news, Ueno Chiki appeared unusually calm, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Everything proceeded according to his plan.

He nodded slightly to Farusan in apology. "I'm sorry, Farusan, I have to go see Lord Little Lucky Grass."

After saying that, he resolutely turned around and walked steadily toward the Jingshan Palace.

Badminton, here I come to see you!

Chapter 124 A Beautiful Woman's Longing

Beneath a steep cliff on Crane View Island, a beautiful figure suddenly glided down from the sky. Her movements were graceful, light, and agile, as elegant as a bird, and she took away the purple Thor's Eye fragment in the air.

“Traveler, we’ve finally collected all the fragments of Thor’s Eye. We should head to Sumeru now,” Paimon said happily beside her.

"Yeah, it's time to go to Sumeru. I wonder how Qian Shu is doing now? That guy is so handsome and dashing now, and even more confident. He must have seduced a lot of cute girls. Damn it!" Yingmei couldn't help but feel annoyed at the thought of him attracting so many girls in Sumeru.

"Who told you not to collect all the Thor's Eye fragments sooner?"

"I know, I know, honestly, how was I supposed to know the location of the Thor's Eye fragment was so in the dark?"

Yingmei was still flying in the air, but her thoughts had gradually drifted to distant places.

.......

Kamisato Yashiki.

The cherry blossoms in the courtyard bloomed earlier than usual, perhaps urged on by the warm spring sun. The flowers were abundant, like clusters of pink clouds hanging low on the treetops. The petals were as thin as cicada wings, red with pink tinges and white hues, their vibrant colors as bright as a young girl's cheeks.

As the breeze blew, the petals drifted down like a gentle snowfall.

Ayaka Kamisato sat quietly in front of the house, her posture elegant, like a white lotus untouched by the mortal world.

Her slender hands gently lifted a cup of tea, the tea inside was emerald green like jade, and it exuded a faint fragrance.

The air around us was filled with the aroma of tea and flowers. The two fragrances blended together to create a unique atmosphere that was refreshing and invigorating, as if one were in a landscape painting.

Her icy blue eyes revealed a deep longing. That emotion surged like a tidal wave, yet lingered like a gentle drizzle.

Although it was less than two months since Ueno Chiki left, it felt like an eternity to her, so long that she had to savor the bitterness of longing.

The bitterness was like the astringency in tea, or the fading of a flower's fragrance. In this bitterness, she searched for the shadow of Ueno Chiki, reminiscing about every moment they shared. Each memory intensified and deepened her longing for him.

........

Naganohara Fireworks Shop.

Naganohara Yomi-no-miya lay on the rooftop, gazing silently at the ever-changing clouds in the sky, her eyes reflecting endless longing.

Against the backdrop of the blue sky, the drifting clouds constantly changed shape and outline, yet no matter how they changed, they seemed to inevitably remind her of Chiki Ueno's face.

After confirming their feelings for each other, Naganohara Yoshimiya's heart was completely devoted to Ueno Chiki.

Ryunosuke Naganohara sighed softly under the eaves. As Yomiya's father, he clearly sensed the changes in his daughter.

Since Ueno Chiki went to Sumeru, he often stares blankly into space, and his smiles have become fewer and fewer. This makes him feel somewhat worried.

Just then, Xiaogong suddenly slapped his forehead and stood up abruptly. "That's right, why didn't I just go to Xumi to see Brother Qianshu?"

In a cheerful mood, she lost her footing and slipped and fell.

Fortunately, she was the holder of the Eye of God, possessing abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. In addition, her shapely and elastic buttocks prevented her from getting injured.

"Yomiya, are you alright?" Ryunosuke Naganohara looked worried when he saw Yoomiya slip and fall from the roof. He quickly went to her side and asked her about her condition.

"I'm fine, Dad." Xiaogong stood up, dusted himself off, and replied with a bright smile, "I'm going to Xumi to find Brother Qianshu. Take good care of yourself at home, don't worry about me."

Although Ryunosuke Naganohara didn't quite hear what his daughter was saying, he nodded and said, "Okay," after seeing her smile.

.......

Narukami Taisha Shrine, which has stood for a thousand years.

Under the warm sunshine, Lei Yingdong walked slowly with steady and elegant steps on the weathered blue-white stone pavement.

Sunlight filtered through the clouds, softly bathing her in its glow, highlighting her slender and elegant figure. Her long, purple braided hair shimmered gently in the sunlight, swaying lightly with each step.

Following her memories, she walked step by step to a room.

She gently pushed open the door, and the scene before her left her speechless. Yae Miko was lying on the wooden floor without any decorum, holding a fried tofu in one hand and a light novel in the other, looking like a decadent otaku.

"Divine Child, how can you still be like this?" Lei Yingdian was somewhat exasperated, her voice revealing a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction.

"Is there a problem?" Yae no Miko didn't stop what she was doing; she was still focused on stuffing the fried tofu into her mouth and chewing the delicious food.

"Fried tofu is quite oily, so don't eat too much of it," Lei Yingdong earnestly advised.

However, Yae no Miko smiled dismissively, licked her lips, and said playfully, "I didn't eat much. I ate one serving before, but now I have to eat two servings."

Lei was speechless for a moment, feeling a bit of a headache. This fox always had all sorts of bizarre reasons to justify his actions, making it impossible to refute him.

"Divine Child, why did you do this?" Lei Yingdian asked with a serious expression.

"I don't really know why I did this. I just felt that the past few hundred years have been so boring and lacked a lot of color, so I did it this way."

However, getting it right on the first try was beyond my expectations. I really don't know whether to say that Ueno Chiki was lucky or that I was unlucky.

This is actually good, now I'll have a little fox to play with, hehe.

Chapter 125 I was defending myself