Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

"Last night, the cultivator Qu Ning from Tianya Island was killed. This morning, the Ye family's demon cultivator Ye Ping appeared at the gathering place. Then, the Soul Locking Prison was attacked by demon cultivators, resulting in the casualties of 20 cultivators from Landian. One prisoner from the Soul Locking Prison went missing."

"Ugh--"

Yun Guijun let out a long sigh, his young face showing undisguised sadness.

Perhaps he realized that as the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion, he shouldn't show this look. He coughed twice, sat up straight, and said to Wen Lian half-jokingly:

"It seems that I came at the wrong time. I didn't expect that Fengyang City would encounter so many problems as soon as I arrived. Tsk tsk, could it be that after I mastered my skills, I still brought bad luck? I still have to ask Bai Yanjun to help me take a closer look when I go back."

"I think Senior Yun came at the right time," Wen Lian smiled. "No matter what, Ye Ping would come eventually. If Senior Yun hadn't repelled them, he would have put pressure on the city from outside, and Jin Que Zun would have launched a surprise attack from inside. With internal and external troubles, there would have been chaos."

"Speaking of this, it's strange. How did Jin Que Zun and his men sneak into the city? I wonder if Palace Master Wen has found any clues?"

Wen Lian nodded and waved at the table in front of her, and a dark branch appeared out of thin air.

"How is it again? How did this sacred tree from the Great Wilderness suddenly appear here? And the aura on it... well, the demonic energy has penetrated deep into the core. This is no longer a sacred tree, but a demonic creature."

Yun Guijun took the branch of "How to" that Wen Lian placed on the table without any hesitation, looked at it carefully, raised his eyebrows, and put it back to Wen Lian.

"Senior Yun, have you ever heard of the Faceless Evil Immortal?"

"No." Yun Guijun shook his head directly.

"He is a demon cultivator who has just entered the Earthly Immortal Realm. He has been in Linyuan City for many years. A few months ago, he finally used the fruit of this sacred tree to enter the Earthly Immortal Realm. During this period, he was an enemy of Lingyue and Fellow Daoist Ying. Lingyue told me all these things."

"What you mean is: you suspect that a demon cultivator who has just entered the Earthly Immortal Realm for less than a year planned the attack on the Soul Locking Prison?" Yun Guijun thought of the [How] phantom he saw outside the city, which naturally involved Wumian.

"Although I am not convinced, it is indeed very possible. Alas, what a pity! If this person had not gone astray, his future would have been limitless."

Yun Guijun sighed, then turned his gaze to the last person in the room, the yellow-haired girl, the visitor from outside the world, the traveler Ying.

"Brother Daoist Ying should think so too, right?" Yun Guijun asked with a smile.

But Ying just curled the corners of her mouth and didn't answer directly.

After helping Lan Dian solve the trouble in the Soul Locking Prison, she was brought to the center of Fengyang City because of her participation in this major event. She was brought to the inner city of Fengyang City, Chenshi City, which was jointly managed by Tianya Island and Wanxian Pavilion.

As the core area of ​​Fengyang City, this is a place that only the cultivators from the two super powers can enter. But now, Ying was pulled in by the bosses of these two forces, one of whom is the master of Wanxian Pavilion.

Fortunately, when Ying was in Teyvat, he would occasionally do things like speak ill of the God of Wind, steal the tributes from the God of Rock, fight with the God of Thunder, and take the foot of the God of Grass - ahem - etc. Facing these superiors whose strength was not as good as that of gods, Ying did not actually feel any pressure.

But when facing two people who seemed to be very scheming and cunning, Ying always felt a little uncomfortable. To be more precise, it was not that she felt uncomfortable, but she thought Paimon would feel uncomfortable, and so she became uncomfortable as well.

Even though Paimon is not around now, the habits I developed with Paimon over the years still exist.

Fortunately, Yun Guijun and Wen Lian did not intend to let this feeling last too long. After some discussion, Yun Guijun immediately made a decision:

"I am only possessed by this young man now, and I cannot exert my full strength. Dong Ye is specialized in defense, and I am afraid he alone cannot suppress Ye Ping. It seems that Fan Ji must be released."

Ying's eyelids jumped as she realized that the cultivator named Fan Ji mentioned by Yun Guijun was the master of Wanxian Pavilion hidden in Fengyang City.

On the other side, Wen Lian closed her eyes, then opened them again and said:

"Thanks to Ling Yue's arrival, our Tianya Island has enough cultivators, but now she and Qu Ning are both souls, with many restrictions, and it is difficult for them to fully exert their strength."

"That's easy!" Yun Guijun suddenly clapped his hands and said to Wen Lian:

"Now is the critical moment. I will use my status as Pavilion Master to be willful and lend you the supplies stored in our Wanxian Pavilion in Fengyang City. There are also some natural treasures that can help immortals rebuild their bodies. Together with the inventory of your Tianya Island, it is more than enough to help the two of them rebuild their bodies."

"This way they don't have to go back to Tianya Island. Staying here will also provide some combat power. Oh, this Ye family is really worrying."

"Thank you very much, Senior Yun." Wen Lian smiled and toasted Yun Guijun with tea instead of wine.

As a fellow cultivator from Tianya Island, she was also quite worried about the situations of Qu Ning and Ling Yue. Unfortunately, many things were happening in the city right now, and she was worrying about how to escort the two back to Tianya Island and reshape their bodies.

But unexpectedly, Yun Guijun actually offered to help them. This really made Wen Lian overjoyed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face. She was already beautiful and charming, and now she looked even more stunning. Looking at Wen Lian like this, Ying actually felt a little moved.

"What a terrifying charm." Ying quickly retracted her gaze, a drop of cold sweat seeping out of her forehead. Then she looked at Yun Guijun again. As a result, this Pavilion Master, who had previously revealed the temper of a teenager, did not show the enthusiasm of a teenager at this moment. He held the teacup and looked at Wen Lian. When the other party was not noticing, his eyes became deep and far-reaching. An inexplicable attraction made Ying unable to take his eyes away for a while.

But this is different from Wen Lian's own charm. This attraction is more like a magical power that pulls at the soul. Ying made a quick decision and leaned back. With a subtle sense of weightlessness, Ying finally got rid of that attraction.

However, his strange behavior still attracted the attention of the two people. However, before Wen Lian asked, Yun Guijun said:

"Oh, we two are having a great time chatting here, but we have neglected Fellow Daoist Ying. Haha, I want to apologize to you here. It just so happens that we have finished talking about our business. I would like to know more about what happened in the Soul Locking Prison. I would like to trouble Fellow Daoist Ying to tell us."

Yun Guijun's attitude was easygoing, just like a friend who had known Ying for many years, familiar but also distant. Just when Ying felt strange, the other party's words rang directly in Ying's mind:

"You are really not a simple person, don't worry, I have no ill intentions. Do you remember what I told you this morning? I was just testing Wen Lian just now."

Test?

Ying almost frowned again, but fortunately she had seen a lot of storms, so she finally resisted her instinctive behavior. She pondered over Yun Guijun's words in her mind, and then calmly began to narrate what she had experienced in the Soul Locking Prison.