Teyvat: Girls who sell comics, please have some self-respect.

Everyone looked up at Araki Ichito.

"Yes, that's it. Hold your heads high. I don't care who you are or what you've lost, but is it really okay to continue living like this?"

"Come on, let's cultivate together."

"As long as you cultivate, you can become stronger and regain everything you once lost!"

Listening to Araki Kazuto's speech.

A middle-aged swordsman asked, "Really? But since I lost the Eye of God, I've forgotten so many things. Sometimes I don't even remember my past."

His words resonated with many.

Countless people spoke out.

Some claimed that even their closest friends didn't remember them.

Some feel they have lost their vitality.

Faced with everyone's negative emotions.

Arataki Ichito unleashed his domineering aura, stomping his foot on the stone beneath him. With a deafening roar, the two-meter-long stone was instantly shattered by his powerful kick.

Everyone fell silent, their eyes filled with shock.

"See that? My power was gained in just a few days of cultivation!"

"I don't care what happened to you, as long as you remember, cultivation can help you find yourself!"

"Although you have different circumstances, there is one thing you all have in common—you have all lost something!"

"But now you can retrieve it through cultivation. Are you willing to give it a try?"

Explaining is useless.

Because these people are mentally unstable.

Upon hearing Arataki Ichito's words, everyone was shocked.

Yes.

Whatever was lost, it was still lost.

Don't you want to get it back?

Don't you want to remember?

The swordsman, observing Arataki Ichito's power, asked, "Where do you train?"

"Wilderness Sea, food and lodging included! Of course, there's no Mora, but I can guarantee you'll become as powerful as me."

Those who possess the "eye of God" are generally experts.

Even if you don't like fighting.

Their talent far surpasses that of the average person.

Now, faced with Araki Ichito's invitation, he is naturally willing to go.

After a two-hour journey.

They arrived at the training grounds in the desolate sea.

Today, this place is incredibly lively.

Besides some trained monsters, there were also many human soldiers.

Araki Ichito exclaimed in surprise, "Why are there so many people today?"

The members of the Arataki faction who were resting nearby rushed over when they saw their leader return.

When he heard Araki Ichito's question, he immediately said, "That's right, boss. These are all friends of the Shahoujo. I heard they were brought by Miss Kamisato. You see, the head of the Kamisato clan is over there too."

Follow the other person's finger.

From the training ground in the distance, Arataki Kazuto saw Kamisato Ayato sweating profusely.

He has abandoned his usual elegance and is now training like crazy.

"This is so exciting! It makes me want to go train too. By the way, is Boss Su Han here?"

"Yes, the adults are sleeping under the cherry blossom tree."

"Oh, I've brought the person. Xiao Ha, you take care of them while I go report the situation."

"Yes."

At this moment, Su Han was lying under the cherry blossom tree.

Two beautiful witches knelt beside him, one fanning him and the other feeding him fruit.

It's quite moisturizing.

"Boss, I'm back. I brought back 126 people, all of whom lost their God's Eye."

Upon hearing this, Su Han opened her eyes and immediately sat up.

He glanced at the crowd in the distance and laughed heartily, "Well done, one bushel."

Hearing Su Han's praise, Araki Ichito laughed smugly.

"No, it's all thanks to Ah Ren's guidance. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to appease them."

"That's right, boss."

Remembering his business, Araki Kazuto quickly asked, "I've brought the people over. How should we train them? Should we follow my method?"

"Hmm, it's similar to that kind of cultivation, but also a little different. You should gather them at the training ground first."

"no problem!"

Araki Ichito acted swiftly.

Soon, everyone followed him to a clearing with hard soil.

Just when everyone was lost and confused.

A figure appeared above their heads.

You're all confused, aren't you?

"You can't sense the future either, right?"

"But things are different now. Calm down and think carefully about what gave you the Eye of God and allowed you to live with it."

Before anyone could react...

Purple light descended from the sky.

A terrifying gravity descended upon everyone.

At that moment, these people felt the threat of death.

"Didn't you promise to help us find our things? Why is this happening?"

"Liar! I need to escape! I can't move at all!"

"Help, help."

Su Han looked at the various shapes and sizes at his feet, waved his hand to draw countless rocks from the next room, and ground them into sharp spikes.

He simply pointed with his finger.

A rock spear, about thirty centimeters thick, landed in the crowd.

boom.

The immense impact pierced through the stone slab.

People looked up at the dense array of rock spears overhead, their eyes filled with fear.

"Do not!!"

They began to scatter and flee.

Unfortunately, the weight of gravity held them firmly in place, making it difficult for them to even stand up.

Death threats.

This greatly fueled their will to survive.

Never before have they craved power as much as they do now.

Rock spears fall intermittently.

The roaring sound kept ringing in my ears.

The person who started to struggle appeared; it was the swordsman. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to straighten his back.

A voice then rang out from the side.

"What is a human being?"

"Stand tall, grit your teeth, and stand firm."

"This is what a person should do!"

The voice was incredibly gentle, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Upon hearing this, the swordsman's gaze became even more resolute.

At this moment, the voice changed, and the practice method of reciting the Golden Light Mantra was begun. Although this method has a threshold, after many attempts, the answer has been found.

As long as one can obtain the Eye of God, one will inevitably be able to cultivate the Golden Light Mantra.

Therefore, in theory, everyone present can cultivate.

The swordsman was quick to understand, and under intense pressure, he was the first to enter a state of cultivation.

Inner peace.

Physical suffering.

The greater the pressure, the calmer one can become.

When he was no longer afraid of death, his spirit was finally elevated.

"Is that so?"