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

Several people turned around and left, and no one cared about Wanyan who was lying on the ground. Seeing this situation, she could only hold on and crawl along.

One restriction after another was broken, and the tightly sealed door was finally opened.

Deep inside the ruins, there is a broken sword with the blade on top and the tip at the bottom. Even though it is very old and covered with salt, it still flashes with an astonishingly cold light.

Wanyan touched her chest, took a deep breath, and said in surprise: "Is this a sword?! It's a broken sword. This is the evidence! It proves that the Salt Demon God once resisted, but was unable to resist Morax's murderous hand!"

"Compared to the salt cup and salt ruler, the power of this sword must be far greater than them! If I can repair this sword, I can show others the power that the Salt Demon once had!" Her eyes were bright under her glasses, waiting for the affirmation of the gentleman she recognized in her heart.

Paimon looked at the broken sword and said without hesitation: "It does look like something left behind after a defeat, but according to what Mo Ran said, this sword may also be the weapon that killed the Salt Demon God."

Wanyan ignored him and just waited for the answer from her husband. He was the only person she trusted now.

Zhongli looked at the silent man in black and asked in confusion: "Mo Ran, why don't you say anything?"

Mo Ran looked calm, but his eyes showed signs of old age. He put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "I've discovered one thing. You can never wake up a person who's pretending to be asleep. So why waste your breath?"

"It would be better to let them listen to the truth that is contrary to their expectations, which will make them more satisfied!"

Zhongli sighed and said, "Unfortunately, the Salt Demon God Heulia is not a powerful demon god."

"On the contrary, she is too weak, too accommodating, and too delicate. She is a loser who will never be able to ascend to the throne of the Seven Gods."

"What did you say?!" Wanyan's face turned pale, her lips trembled, and her voice fluctuated.

Zhongli folded his hands in front of him and said in a deep voice: "During the Demon War, the demons in the mortal world used all their strength and wisdom to fight for the continent of Teyvat."

"But Heulia chose to escape. She believed that as long as she gave up before the fight happened, the war would never affect her and her people."

"However, during the long years of war, there was no end to concessions. Under the endless concessions, Heulia lost almost all of her land, leaving only the last place to stay."

Wanyan's figure was shaky, and she said in a trembling voice: "No... No, it's impossible... Impossible..."

Zhongli went on to say, “At the last moment, she didn’t even have a weapon to raise to protect her people.”

"There's not even a weapon, but... this sword?" Wanyan looked at the broken sword. No matter what, she was unwilling to believe what the evil star said and the truth engraved on the stone tablet.

"Yes, this broken sword is not the relic of the Salt Demon, but as Paimon guessed, it is the weapon that killed her." Zhongli stated calmly without changing his expression.

"The murder weapon?" Wanyan shook her head and said angrily, "No, this is fake! Everything you said is fake. You were conspired by them to shake my faith in God!"

"How ridiculous! You, you must be a follower of Morax, don't try to deceive me!"

Mo Ran snorted coldly and scolded, "I advise you to save your breath when you yell or something like that. You were the one who was waiting for an explanation just now. Now you are still the one who says it was a lie."

"What should I do next? Escape alone to gain sympathy, then take the opportunity to reconcile and get out of the ruins safely?"

"That's what you think!"

Wanyan gritted her teeth. Her thoughts were revealed, so she stopped moving and said angrily, "I, I will never trust you again! I want to go to the deepest part of the ruins, check the remains of the Salt Demon God, and confirm everything with my own eyes!"

Zhongli looked at the last door and said calmly: "Since you don't trust us, then keep going."

"Everything that happened at that time and the traces left behind that door will be recorded truthfully."

As they were talking, the door slowly opened.

Behind the door were many salt sculptures that wanted to escape. Just like the ones seen before, they had hideous faces and were pushing each other one by one, as if there was some terrifying monster behind them.

The salt traces spread out in all directions from the center. In the center, there is just a thick pool of salt, and next to it is a salt sculpture in a sword-wielding posture.

Wanyan was dumbfounded, her eyes flickering, her mind was in a trance and she was unable to speak.

Zhongli said in a deep voice: "This is the scene. Heulia's body collapsed, leaving only a few traces of salt. The final scene was also frozen here."

"The sequel to the story is: Some of her people finally realized that this kind but weak demon god could not protect anyone in the demon war."

"The demon god is very cruel. Rather than letting her suffer the torture after defeat, it is better to grant her a relatively easy relief. This is exactly the same as the truth that Mo Ran said."

Paimon looked sad. Although this little girl was heartless, she was actually easily affected by the surrounding atmosphere. She asked, "But what about these statues?"

Zhongli explained tirelessly: "No matter how weak a demon god is, the loss of power when dying is too much for a mortal body to withstand. Those who failed to escape all became like this."

"The Salt God's people who had not experienced this disaster left her territory and fled to Dihua Province amid the war. At that time, Liyue was developing and needed labor, so the Demon-Slaying True Lord sent them to Liyue to be protected by the Rock Emperor."

"Later, the Immortal King erected a stone tablet to warn the descendants of the Salt God not to forget the truth. That is why they were afraid of the demon remnants left by Heulia and that she would curse them forever."

"So, they risked their lives to return here, break the sword, and enshrine it, hoping to appease the anger she left behind."

"But in fact, they are doing this in vain. How could this demon god, who never resisted until the end, be angry with his own people?"

Wanyan held her head and kept mumbling something in her mouth. Her voice was very hoarse, so no one could understand what she was saying.

Paimon spread his hands and said, "She ran away."

Sora stroked his chin, then took a deep breath to ease his depressed mood, and said, "Heulia's experience was too tragic."

Zhongli nodded and said in agreement, "Yes, that's true. Heulia's ending is also a warning to me for my behavior."

"There is really nothing to say about believing in a dead god. Whether it is believing in Heulia or believing in Morax, it is actually the same."

"Okay, next, please accompany me back to Liyue Harbor. After touring this ancient site and telling so many stories, I want to go to Sanwan Buguo Port and get drunk."

Paimon lowered his eyes slightly and said teasingly, "Zhongli should pay for it himself this time, right?"

Zhongli chuckled twice and said, "Of course, but the salt cup and salt ruler are relics of the demon god. Now that Liyue is under human rule, remember not to expose them when you use them."

Zhongli sighed softly, his face showing nostalgia, and said with emotion: "From now on, the miracles of the world of Liyue have been lost. All things between the earth and the sky will be left for future generations to judge."

None of them were ordinary people. They ignored the obstacles they encountered along the way and walked much faster. Soon they were out of the ancient cave.

Mo Ran looked at the setting sun in the west. The shadows of the people were stretched very long. The young man in black turned around and said, "Three of you, I will not go back to Liyue Harbor for now. You guys go ahead."

Paimon asked in confusion, "Where else are you going?"

Mo Ran smiled calmly and said, "Let's go wherever we go and see what's going on. Anyway, I won't be returning to Liyue Harbor for the time being!"

Kong waved his hand and said, "Be careful, and remember to go back early."

Mo Ran nodded and said, "Well, I'll try my best. Goodbye, the three of you!"

Mo Ran waved his hand, and rock element plates rose from the surface of the lake, allowing a man in black to walk on them.

Zhongli let the two go first, and he followed the footsteps of the man in black to the center of the lake, admired the beautiful scenery under the sunset, and then said: "Old friend, have you... reached your limit?"

Hearing this, Mo Ran laughed a few times, but he couldn't hide the sadness and sorrow in his voice. He said awkwardly, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the wise and mighty emperor!"

"But, it's been about this many years. I might be the only mortal on Teyvat who has lived for about four thousand years. I should be content!"

Zhongli looked reluctant and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "But, are you really helpless? In the past, you have always turned decay into magic in so many dangers. Could it be that you really can't make it this time?"

Mo Ran shook his head and said, "How can I eliminate the damage caused by wear and tear? Haha, oh! I won't say anymore. I have to go now. Goodbye!"

He was dressed in black and walked towards the blood-red setting sun. He looked just as he said, seeing everything wherever he went.

After he walked out of the Salt of the Earth, he put on wings and began to fly aimlessly, but there was always an idea in his mind that took him to the northernmost stone gate of Liyue.

But he didn't know why, or why, but he had this thought in his heart, very deep...