Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

Although Yun Guijun had planned to let Ying restart his dream, he still tried his best to resist Ye Ping's attack. Because of this, Ying clearly saw Ye Ping's spear penetrate Yun Guijun's white flames and fall directly on the opponent.

Yun Guijun used the white flame to burn time and burn the fact that he was hit, successfully avoiding the fate of being corroded by the immortal blood and successfully escaped from Ye Ping's hands. Even though Ye Ping also tried to use the immortal blood to distort time and space, the effect was always one point worse than the white flame.

But this was just a way to survive. Although Yun Guijun successfully avoided a bad ending, unlike Ye Ping who became more and more courageous as the battle went on, he had already begun to show signs of decline.

"The only good news is that even if he kills me like this, my main body far away in Wanxian Pavilion will be fine, but Fengyang City may not be able to be defended." Yun Guijun said to Ying with a sigh.

Finally, he saw everything around him begin to disappear, and the whole dream would start all over again.

"I must make it clear that repeating dreams like this is fine once or twice, but if it happens too often, it will be harmful to the body of ordinary people."

Although Ying did not forcibly requisition other people's minds for calculations like Hazard did, each restart was not without cost. Too many times would take a huge toll on the human body.

"Then I'd like to say sorry first." Yun Guijun's body was also dissipating, but it was still slower than others. He looked at the folding fan in his hand that was almost broken, and complained with a wry smile:

"You should have told me earlier so I wouldn't have experimented with it."

"Let me first tell you why you became weaker," Ying said simply, "I always thought you could defeat Ye Ping, but I couldn't deal with him because he had too many ways to save his life."

"I am indeed stronger than him. I am not bragging. This is not the first time I have fought him. He always failed and escaped. He is not my opponent, but I cannot completely wipe him out either."

"As a result, you are now weaker than him, and there is a possibility that you will be killed by him. No, it is very likely."

"As long as I'm careful, I can still get away with it. The only difference is that I'm different from him. He can retreat at any time, but I can't." Yun Guijun smiled calmly and decided not to waste any more time. If the dream was completely restarted, he would have to wait until Ying returned to Fengyang City before he could communicate with her.

"The reason why I became weaker is actually related to the White Flame Burning Heaven Art. Now that the immortal path is cut off, it has become impossible to step into the heavenly immortal realm. Even immortals at the level of Zhenyuan Great Immortal and Mingyang Taoist cannot do it."

"I feel like there is something missing from this world. That missing thing is what has trapped all of us in the Celestial Realm. But no matter how hard I search in time and space, I can't find it."

"I think it's because I'm not strong enough that I can't find that thing. Sigh, it's really contradictory. I need to find that thing to improve my strength, but to find that thing I need even stronger strength."

"This kind of thing is quite common." Ying thought of the setting she had seen in Yaedo's light novel: "In order to defeat the Demon King, you must obtain the Holy Sword, but in order to obtain the Holy Sword, you must defeat the Demon King first."

Although once this setting is established, the holy sword becomes a prop that is necessary in the setting but not actually important.

Yun Guijun continued:

"But I never gave up. I kept practicing the White Flame Burning Heaven Art and kept trying to find that thing. Finally one day I got a glimpse of the truth. I saw what was missing and why that thing was missing."

"So what exactly is it?" Ying asked hurriedly. Half of Yun Guijun's body had disappeared, and soon everything would have to start all over again.

"I don't remember," Yun Guijun spread his hands helplessly, and added hastily before the fire broke out, "The truth I saw was too shocking, and I almost instinctively erased this memory at the time. When I regained consciousness, my body had been devoured by the white flames I cultivated, and that memory disappeared with it."

The shock that Yun Guijun mentioned should not simply refer to the thing represented by the truth, but the energy carried by the event itself. This made Ying feel that the so-called severance of the immortal path was not simple.

On the continent of Teyvat, the truth behind the destruction of Kanrea has become nothing more than a "secret", and all the people and things related to it have been eroded by the abyss.

Thinking of the feeling she had when she witnessed the destruction of Kanriya, Ying understood why Yun Guijun didn't remember what he had seen.

"Wait, you were devoured by your own white flame?" Ying focused on another key point mentioned by Yun Guijun. She knew the power of the white flame. Being devoured by it meant...

"Yes, I am left with only my soul, and I cannot rebuild my physical body. Bai Yan has completely erased the concept of me having a physical body."

“But perhaps because of the effects of the things I saw but forgot, I found that my status has been elevated, and the White Flame Burning Heaven Art has also reached perfection.”

"For me now, whether it is the clone of my consciousness or my soul body, there is no difference in strength. This body now... is actually not my descendant of Wanxian Pavilion, but the embodiment of my consciousness. I have three conscious bodies, namely my youth, young adult and old age. The old me is still in Wanxian Pavilion, responsible for all matters of Wanxian Pavilion. The young me is right in front of you. As for the young me, I am looking for a way to restore my body all over the world."

"We are also looking for ways to rebuild the Immortal Road."

A cultivator who only has a soul but no physical body will become weaker. Ling Yue had already told Ying this. Ling Yue, who was originally one of the strongest cultivators on Tianya Island, saw a sharp drop in strength after losing her physical body. Even though her strength was not as good as Wen Lian's, she was at least at the same level.

Since Yun Guijun has lost his physical body, it is natural that his strength has been greatly reduced.

As for whether Yun Guijun’s status has really been elevated - the fact that he is the only one besides Ying who realizes that this is a dream is enough to prove it.

"So we are no match for Ye Ping and his men in a head-on confrontation, and we can't defeat him with ordinary means. Since you have fought with Ye Ping so many times, what moves do you think will be effective against him? Can we attack his soul directly?"

"Yes, but the effect will definitely not be as good as you think. After creating the blood of immortals and coexisting with the demonic energy for such a long time, ordinary attacks may not be effective." Yun Guijun's words can be said to have denied Ying's guess.

After saying that, Yun Guijun looked at his body. Now only his head was left, and soon the dream would be completely restarted.

"A new dream is about to begin. Fellow Daoist Ying, I have another method I want to try. Next time, let Dong Ye out. He has something I need."

"I understand, but there is one more thing I want to confirm first."

"But it doesn't matter."

"If Ye Ping is really killed, what will happen to Ye Shiyi, his clone, and Wen Lian and Wen Lan, who were influenced by him?"

"With Ye Ping dead, his clones will naturally cease to exist. There is one thing I must understand clearly, Fellow Daoist Ying. Judging from the current situation, Wen Lan is not just influenced by Ye Ping. She, like Ye Shiyi, is Ye Ping's clone."

"She is not a real life. Ye Ping used Ye Shiyi to inject his own flesh and blood into Wen Lian's body, and used Wen Lian's body to give birth to her 'self'."

"Although Ye Shiyi and Wen Lan both have their own selves now, as long as Ye Ping is willing, their selves will no longer exist. However, perhaps we have the same guess."

Hearing this, Ying fell into silence, Yun Guijun's body completely disappeared, and the dream started again.

Ying watched the battle between Ye Ping and Guiyi Taoist in front of her. Her eyes naturally swept over Guiyi Taoist, but she was still thinking about other things:

"What do you mean by the same guess? I don't want to be a riddler."

"But I will trust you once more, and I will trust Wen Lian once more."