Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

In the caves of the salt of the earth.

Everyone followed Mo Ran's rock-made stairs and slowly walked underground. The ground was also full of traces of salt, and there were also terrifying human-shaped salt sculptures one after another, all of which were vying for the first place with hideous faces.

It was as if there was some terrifying existence behind them that could take their lives at any time.

Wanyan had lived in the peaceful Liyue Harbor since she was a child, and had never seen such a scene before. Naturally, she was terrified and said tremblingly: "These are statues?!"

Zhongli whispered, "No, they are human."

Paimon let out a cautious "ah" and looked around, suddenly feeling creepy.

Zhongli continued, “These people should be the people protected by the Salt Demon God back then.”

Wanyan was horrified and puzzled at the same time. She asked, "How could it be like this? What is hidden in the depths of the ruins?"

Mo Ran's eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if they could peel off a person's flesh and strike directly into the soul. He said in an icy voice, "There you will find the truth you are looking for, the remains of the Salt Demon God, and a broken sword!"

Wanyan frowned and said excitedly: "You described it in such detail... No! Do you know what's going on inside?!"

Paimon scratched his head and asked in confusion: "But how did Mo Ran know? Haven't you been with us all the time?"

Mo Ran's tone softened a bit, and he said, "Our ancestors once recorded that after the people of Salt of the Earth killed the demon god who was protecting them, some of them fled under the terrifying power that the demon god unleashed."

"Those who escaped fled to the vicinity of Dihuazhou, where they were met by the True Lord of Demon-Slaying and Removing Disorders, who was there to expand the territory of Liyue. They were eventually sent to Liyue Harbor and settled down there."

"This part of history is not too unpopular. You can ask Mr. Zhongli for details. He should know more than I do."

Kong looked at the idler who was pondering and asked, "Was it really like this at that time?"

Zhongli nodded and said, "That's right. At that time, Liyue's population was not even one tenth of what it is today. If we wanted to expand in all aspects, it would indeed be very inconvenient."

"Also, I have read some folk rumors that after the True Lord of Exterminating Demons and Removing Obstacles carved the stone tablet, the people of the Salt of the Earth, out of fear, returned here overnight and broke the sharp sword they used to kill the Salt Demon God."

"This will help to appease the Salt Demon's resentment towards them."

Mo Ran glanced at the salt sculpture next to him and said pointedly, "They are just a bunch of guilty bastards. Since they know they have made a big mistake, they don't repent, but instead accuse this and slander that, trying to change the true history. Can they still be called human beings?"

Wanyan knew that this evil star was hinting at her, but because her life was important, she dared not say anything, because this evil star might really kill her and leave her body exposed in the wild.

As for the Salt Demon God being killed by his own people, Wanyan didn't believe it at all.

Zhongli sighed slightly and said, "Forget it, let's move on. We will know the truth when we see it with our own eyes."

Mo Ran looked at the road in front of him, took a step forward, and several people followed closely behind him.

If there were any obstacles along the way, they were all cleared away by the man in black. No matter whether it was a door that couldn't be opened or a monster that came from nowhere, Mo Ran was no match for them.

The group came unhindered to an altar, on which was placed a tall ceramic dish half filled with salt.

This salt is snow-white, crystal clear, and distinct grains, very much like charming gem crystals.

Wanyan looked at the salt dish with a respectful look and said, "This should be a treasure left behind by the Salt Demon God."

Zhongli hummed and said, "As far as I know, although the salt in the salt dish is only half full, it will always be half full. In other words, it is endless!"

Wanyan was immediately surprised and said: "Being able to produce endless salt, the power possessed by the Salt Demon is indeed very powerful!"

Paimon's eyes lit up, not because of the so-called great power, but because he could produce endless salt. If he sold the salt, he wouldn't have to worry about food expenses in the future!

Paimon pulled the blond boy's hair, and in the latter's resentful eyes, Paimon said: "Kong, let's take this salt pot with us, and then sell the salt we produce, and we will never have to worry about food and drink!"

Kong thought for a while and said, "That does make sense, but why did you suddenly become so smart?"

Paimon put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "Paimon has always been very smart, okay!"

Kong smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll take him with me. For the sake of the few Moras I have left, this is the only way."

"Wait, you don't have to do this. This is the relic of the Salt Demon God after all, how can you take it away!" Wan Yan scolded harshly, but her legs, which had just recovered, became soft again and she collapsed to the ground.

Mo Ran glanced over and said word by word, "It was you who said we would come here to investigate, and it was also you who forbade us to bring anything back."

"Are you going to make them go for nothing? Humph, if that's the case, you can walk the rest of the way by yourself. I'm sorry I won't accompany you any more!"

"We don't have that much time, nor do we have the obligation to accompany you in doing this unnecessary archaeology!"

It was very obvious that Wanyan, this woman, wanted to get something for nothing. Since she asked them to come and help, it seemed that they had not put in any effort. Instead, their slow movements delayed everyone's journey, otherwise they would have reached their destination by now.

She has done nothing and yet is still pointing fingers at others. However, since the Demon Goddess of Salt is dead, and there are no restrictions on the things she left behind, they are ownerless and should be taken by those who are capable.

Kong ignored her shouting. He picked up the salt dish and carefully put it into his travel bag, thinking about how to sell it later.

"You guys..." Wanyan complained in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. She could only let them go. After all, saving her life was the most important thing.

Zhongli said: "Okay, let's move on."

There was silence again along the way, but this time Wanyan walked by herself, holding on to the wall. Kong probably saw through her true nature, and now she refused to even say a word.

There is another altar table. This time the treasure is a ruler with an ancient shape, which looks very similar to the style of ancient objects in Liyue.

"This is it!" Wanyan's pupils trembled, and she said excitedly: "If I remember correctly, this should be a measuring instrument?"

Zhongli nodded and said, "That is true, but the Demon God of Salt also has power here. Once this salt ruler is inserted into the ground, the soil will be covered with salt like flooding water."

"The deeper you go, the more salt you will find. In other words, it is a good harvest of salt."

Paimon's eyes seemed to be twinkling with thousands of stars, and he murmured, "Isn't that more powerful than a salt dish?"

"Indeed." Zhongli nodded.

Kong picked it up and bought another one. This trip was indeed a fruitful one.

Wanyan could only watch helplessly. After all, she had said before that this was the relic of the Salt Demon and could not be taken away. If she said now that she wanted that thing, she would probably become a laughing stock.

Moreover, she did not think that it would be useful for her to speak out, because among this group of people, she was the one with the smallest role, the shallowest friendship, and the lowest status.

Zhongli pondered for a moment, and combined with what he had seen and heard along the way, he said, "Ms. Wanyan, you are not here to do archaeology, are you?"

"You can say you don't know anything about cultural relics and historical sites, but you are quite knowledgeable about the Salt Demon God himself. You must be from Ginhara-tei."

Wanyan was not surprised, because everything that had happened before could indeed explain her identity, so she admitted it openly, "Yes, I am indeed from Yinyuan Pavilion, one of the Seven Stars and Eight Gates, and I am in charge of the Liyue Salt Industry."

"My ancestors were the people who were protected by the Salt Demon when the Demon War swept across the continent."

Paimon suddenly realized and said, "Yes, that's right. In that case, few people in Liyue mention Morax often, and you have never called him the Emperor."

Wanyan's eyes were filled with sorrow as she said, "During the war, Morax assassinated our god! He was jealous of the power of the Salt Demon God and made us homeless!"

“Although I am the only one in Yinyuan Pavilion who does not believe the so-called truth written on the stone tablet, Liyue is Morax’s Liyue, and all history must have been whitewashed by him.”

"So, I want to prove that Morax is also guilty! He has blood on his hands, and he also has a cruel and ruthless side!"

Zhongli remained silent, but he was definitely not speechless. He just couldn't understand why people wouldn't believe it when the truth was right before their eyes.

Mo Ran's eyes were cold, but he laughed a few times, which was a bit creepy and made the woman feel cold. She couldn't stand again and fell to the ground.

Mo Ran showed a strange smile and said, "Considering that the Salt Demon God was beaten by other demon gods and hid underground, what is there for her to be jealous of the emperor? Making salt? Hehehe..."

"Or, even if the whole world believes that the Salt Demon was killed by his own people, you still feel that they are wrong!"

"Also, what do you mean by having blood on your hands means you are sinful and cruel? Have you ever experienced the war between demons and gods? You are just talking nonsense here. In a war, who dares to show mercy to the enemy?"

Wanyan shouted, "No, that's absolutely not the case! You are a follower of Morax, so you will definitely side with him. Mr. Zhongli, you tell me, your judgment is the most fair!"

Zhongli frowned slightly. Even a clay man would have some temper, let alone him. He originally wanted to solve it calmly, but his old friend's attitude reminded him of the iron-bloodedness in his past battles, so Zhongli also became a little tougher.

"All the answers are just ahead. If you want to know, just follow along."