Genshin Impact, My Villain System Is a Bit Abnormal

Wow, fanatics are really scary.

Jiang Ning rolled his eyes and led the way.

So many years have passed, the Demon God War has been over for who knows how long, and you're still here trying to recover salt and rock? Wouldn't it be better to live a peaceful and stable life?

However, Jiang Ning also learned that there were so many bombs among these eight gates.

After we get back this time, let Senior Sister Gan Yu investigate thoroughly. Otherwise, who knows if these people will betray us at a crucial moment?

Along the way, there were also quite a few monsters.

But they are all very weak Hilichurls or slimes.

However, the atmosphere here, or rather the elemental forces, are surprisingly harmonious.

Shouldn't the place where a demon dies be filled with the remnants of the demon or its resentment?

Why haven't I seen any of these things myself?

Could it be that Xiao and his yakshas have been here? But the seal outside is still intact, isn't it? And Xiao said he hasn't been here...

Completely baffled, Jiang Ning led Wan Yan to a dilapidated gate.

"We've arrived..."

112. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

The gate looked somewhat dilapidated, but it was covered with unknown patterns.

Jiang Ning pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered that this seemed to be exactly the same as the Salt God's Mark on the scroll.

I reckon this is the real place.

"Let's go inside..."

Jiang Ning led Wan Yan into the secret realm, where everything was in ruins and decay.

Vines grew in abundance, and pebbles were scattered everywhere. Of course, among the pebbles, there were also some pure white salt grains mixed in.

"This is... the salt of the Salt God!"

Wanyan said with absolute certainty.

Jiang Ning also picked up a handful of salt grains, pinched some off, and rubbed them between his fingertips.

Indeed, it has a sense of demonic power... but why? Shouldn't demons be filled with resentment and remnants?

Or was it that the Salt God truly had no resentment whatsoever when he died?

It's strange; everything from the records to the current situation seems extremely odd.

Being betrayed and murdered by her most trusted follower, the Salt Goddess truly harbors no resentment whatsoever—how saintly!

"Let's go inside."

Jiang Ning clapped his hands, brushing the salt off his fingers, and said.

"Mmm." Wanyan followed behind, pulling out a camera from somewhere and recording various things.

Along the way, they encountered some murals, which Wanyan treasured and kept taking pictures of.

"This is……"

They arrived at a place that resembled an altar, where a vessel that looked like a cup or saucer was placed on a table in the center.

It was full of white salt grains.

[There's an aura of a demon...]

The system reminded.

"Yes, I know, but it's extremely weak... this must be..."

Wanyan excitedly interrupted Jiang Ning's thoughts: "This, this must be a weapon used by the Salt God, something that can produce endless salt grains. It is said that it was used to enrich the people and to do business with the people under other demon gods."

"what?"

Jiang Ning became even more convinced that this guy was definitely a descendant of the people protected by the Salt God back then.

"Ahem... I mean, this has great archaeological value, and I'm taking it with me..."

Jiang Ning said, "But shouldn't this thing be handed over to the General Affairs Department or the Moonsea Pavilion? After all, it's an antique mined within Liyue, so you should be considered a member of an official agency, right?"

"Uh, oh yes, you're right, I'll take care of bringing it back. I'll hand it over to the General Affairs Department."

Although Wanyan said that, judging from her expression, Jiang Ning wondered if she really thought of him as a child who knew nothing.

Don't worry, this thing has a portion of the aura of a demon god. This woman is just an ordinary person; she couldn't possibly lift it.

The system remained calm.

"That's it..."

As expected, when Wanyan tried to pick up the vessel with excitement and reverence, she was embarrassed to find that she couldn't lift it at all.

"Let me do it……"

Jiang Ning picked up the item casually.

"Ah, this should be..."

Before Wanyan could finish speaking, Jiang Ning said, "Anyway, you can't carry it, so just leave it with me for now, and hand it over to the General Affairs Department when we get back."

Wanyan was somewhat unwilling, but this was all she could do for now. She could only wait until she got back and see if there was a chance to retrieve the items...

Moreover, Wanyan did not believe that this was the only thing left behind by the Salt God in this secret realm. As long as there was something left behind that could prove that the Salt God was a powerful deity, then it would surely be able to vindicate the Salt God!

After walking for a while, the road became rugged and steep. Several times, if Jiang Ning hadn't pulled Wan Yan out of the way, Wan Yan would have fallen straight down.

"Why does it get more and more dilapidated the further we go in..."

Wanyan was also somewhat bewildered. Shouldn't it be that the further you go in, the more difficult it becomes, but the more magnificent and spectacular it becomes?

This is different from what I imagined.

"This is……"

In another room, the murals seem to depict the salt god using his powers to bestow upon the people fine salt and other salt products.

"The Salt God is indeed a very benevolent deity..."

Wanyan acted like a fanatic at this moment, but then she clenched her teeth and looked resentful.

Looking at Wanyan's behavior, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a pang of pity. He seemed to know how to drive Wanyan into despair.

After about ten minutes, we arrived at an altar that resembled the location of the vessel. In the center was a broken ruler, which appeared to be broken and covered with white salt frost.

"This is... the Salt God's weapon, isn't it? But why is it broken? Is it proof of the Salt God's defeat?"

Jiang Ning muttered, "This isn't written in the scroll."

"Impossible! The Salt God is a powerful deity, how could he possibly be defeated? There must have been a despicable villain who launched a sneak attack!"

Wanyan was as agitated as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Sigh, I'm too lazy to watch you perform those awkward scenes anymore. Has no one told you that your acting is really that bad?"

Jiang Ning scratched his head and said.

"What...what do you mean? I don't understand." Wanyan's eyes showed some panic.

"Hmm, let's get to know each other again. My name is Jiang Ning. I'm an intern at Yuehaiting, right? Well, I'm a disciple of the immortals, and I'm a disciple of Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun. If you're still not clear... um, my senior sister is Gan Yu, the chief secretary of the Seven Stars."

Seeing the confusion in Wanyan's eyes, Jiang Ning still felt it would be better to use a well-known name that everyone in Liyue knew.

"You...you're one of Morax's men?"

Wanyan looked wary and flustered.

"Well, I guess so. You're a follower of the salt god, right? I don't know what your traditions as a salt god follower say, but it's very possible that your records are incorrect..."

Jiang Ning said.

Wanyan said sternly, "Impossible! According to our ancestral records, the Salt God was a powerful and benevolent demon god, but he was ambushed and killed by the despicable Morax! And he even pretended to take in our ancestor, how despicable!"

"Don't you have any sacrificial records? These are more reliable than the ancestral records..." Jiang Ning asked.

"This thing was lost long ago, or rather, destroyed by Morax's henchmen."

Wanyan's eyes were filled with hatred.

She's too lazy to pretend anymore. She's already been seen through anyway, and she's sure she won't get away with it when she gets back. But at least she wants to expose Morax's despicable true nature!

What a pitiful person who has been deceived by the erroneous records of his ancestors for so many years...

Jiang Ning didn't say anything, only saying, "Let's go. The truth should exist at the very back... although you might find it hard to accept."

As he spoke, he casually took the broken ruler and headed inside.

Wanyan really wanted to take back what belonged to the Salt God, but due to the other party's powerful strength, she could only give up. She gritted her teeth and followed.

The last building resembled a palace, though it was somewhat dilapidated. On the stairs leading to the palace, there appeared to be some human-shaped salt sculptures trying to escape.

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Why are there salt sculptures here?

Wan Yan was puzzled.

Moreover, these salt sculptures all look extremely terrified.

Jiang Ning glanced at it and said, "This is not a salt sculpture, this is a real person, a former subject of the Salt God, in other words, your ancestor."

"Impossible! The Salt God is a benevolent deity. How could he possibly kill his own people!"

Wanyan didn't believe it.

"Yes, you're right, Salt Goddess. Heuria is a benevolent deity and would never harm her own people."

Jiang Ning, who knew the truth from the scroll, nodded and said.