Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Yun Guijun actually felt a little cold.

He looked up at the sky. This area was still within the Wanxian Pavilion. It was the safest place in the world after the disappearance of Tianya Island. Compared to the so-called land of hope, the mountains of the Wanxian Pavilion were the last barrier in the world.

But at this moment, he felt a little uneasy even in Wanxian Pavilion.

This feeling was the same as when he had cultivated the White Flame Burning Heaven Art to perfection and deduced that the [Future] would disappear. However, this memory had been sealed by Ying deep in his consciousness. If the seal were to be released at this time, Yun Guijun might find it even more difficult to accept it.

For the first time, he truly felt the power of the Great Immortal Zhenyuan. He was powerful and unrivaled, an existence far beyond his ability to contend with. Even the celestial immortals could not defeat his strength. However, such an existence said that the Taoist Guiyi was even stronger than himself.

What is the strength of that Guiyi Taoist?

This fact made Yun Guijun's mind a little confused. He looked at the sky, feeling the coolness of the rain, but suddenly realized that he was a soul.

"I am a spirit, how can I get wet in the rain?" As soon as he said this, the raindrops that were originally falling on him suddenly penetrated his body, and the ground under his feet was instantly stirred into a pool of mud by the falling raindrops.

The rain is getting heavier, Yun Guijun thought.

Zhen Yuan Daxian was eroded by the evil spirit, and his face looked very bad, but he still had a kind of magic power that made people feel at ease: "Your heart is in turmoil."

Yun Guijun took a deep breath and responded, "If other people knew about this, such as Bai Yanjun or Ming Ruo from Tianya Island, they would not lose their composure like I did. It is because I know how terrible this thing is that I cannot remain calm."

"But you have to calm down." The voice of Zhenyuan Daxian was even calmer than at the beginning. He was an elder and was using his wisdom to guide Yun Guijun.

Yun Guijun nodded, then smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I was brave enough to face difficulties, but only when I really faced them did I realize that I was not as calm as I thought. Zhenyuan Immortal, what should I do next?"

"You left a mark on one of Qu Qing's bodies. Through the connection between you and the mark, you can transform the concept of 'existing in the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion' into 'existing in the Great Wilderness'. From this, you can enter the Great Wilderness. But the most crucial point is that even if your three scattered souls merge into one, it is not enough to break the barrier between the Great Wilderness and our world."

This action is not difficult to guess. Yun Guijun's plan is simple and he has no other way. After a long time, the only things that connect the Great Wilderness with the outside world are probably those more ancient legends.

Even further back...

“If you want to break through the barrier of the Great Wilderness, you need a stronger power or a deeper connection,” said the Great Immortal Zhen Yuan.

Yun Guijun hesitated and shook his head: "No one among the cultivators still has contact with the Great Wilderness, unless..."

"Those ancient monsters!"

Yes, ancient monsters. Although the lifespan of cultivators who entered the celestial fairyland was almost infinite, as long as they were human beings and as long as there were demon cultivators, the struggle would never disappear, and death would naturally be inevitable. Even Ling Yue, who was on Tianya Island at that time, hadn’t been ambushed by the demon cultivators and almost become possessed by the devil in Linxian Village?

The same is true for the ancient monsters and beasts. Their numbers are not large to begin with, but because the place where they live is rarely visited by humans, there are not many hidden dangers. As a result, in the long years since the path to immortality was cut off, cultivators have been replaced by generation after generation, but the ancient monsters and beasts still exist.

"Before the road to the Great Wilderness was cut off, some monsters had been there before. Perhaps they can establish contact with the Great Wilderness again and open up the road to the Great Wilderness."

“Not yet.” Zhen Yuan Daxian sighed softly, “No matter what kind of monster it is, it is not enough to establish a sufficient connection with the Great Wilderness. They are not within the Great Wilderness, and they have been away from the Great Wilderness for too long.”

Yun Guijun saw the concerns of the Great Immortal Zhen Yuan. Since he had concerns, he must have a solution. However, his solution might be something that he could not or was not willing to accept. However, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuan's concerns did not last long, and he soon expressed his bold idea:

"That Faceless Evil Immortal still has a [How] tree in his hand. It is a sacred tree from the Great Wilderness. Even though it is contaminated by demonic energy... no, it is precisely because it is contaminated by demonic energy that it can better break through the Great Wilderness's barrier."

Making use of demonic energy was truly an outrageous idea. If people knew that the Wanxian Pavilion was planning to make use of demonic energy, it would probably cause quite a stir. However, the person who proposed this idea happened to be the most respected earthly immortal in the world today.

But Yun Guijun knew that this was the method with the highest success rate and the most certainty.

The rain became lighter, but the dark clouds in the sky had not yet dispersed. Yun Guijun looked at the Immortal Zhen Yuan and had already made a decision in his heart.

……

Outside Fengyang City, in the cave where Ye Ping was hiding, the several stone statues that were originally here had become dilapidated because of Ye Ping's death. Large pieces of stone had fallen off the statues, revealing the structure inside that was like flesh and bones. It was clearly a stone statue, but it looked like a living thing.

This is Ye Ping’s magic weapon, the clay doll. The clay doll is extremely powerful. With this magic weapon, Ye Ping dared to confront Fengyang City. But after his death, this magic weapon never fell into anyone’s hands. This magic weapon has disappeared from the world with Ye Ping, leaving behind only the ruins.

"Ye Ping is dead, who has the final say now?" In the cave, several cultivators possessed by demonic energy stared with bloodshot eyes, emitting a terrifying aura. Although they were not as powerful as Ye Ping, they were obviously also powerful demon cultivators.

Wumian was sitting behind everyone. He had just entered the Earthly Immortal Realm not long ago, so he had no say in terms of strength or seniority. But when he looked at these senior demon cultivators, he did not feel any awe in his heart.

It is not accurate to say this. Even when he looked at Ye Ping, he did not have much awe in his heart. At this moment, facing these demon cultivators who were far inferior to Ye Ping, he even felt a hint of contempt in his heart.

In addition to them, there were a few demon cultivators deep in the cave, but they were just some overconfident guys who thought that they could come and grab some benefits after Ye Ping died. Wumian felt that their brains were damaged by the erosion of demonic energy.

But this is not a bad thing. He had already made arrangements around the cave. He could kill a group of people secretly without anyone noticing and absorb their skills.

Thanks to his low qualifications, these brain-damaged demon cultivators all thought that even if Wumian really had some plans, they could easily deal with them.

However, Wumian also knew that he could not eat a fat man in one bite. His strength was not enough, and a rash action would alert the powerful demon cultivators here. The one he feared the most was the demon cultivator closest to him, named Sun Moyuan, who was good at making puppets, especially living human puppets. He was attracted by the clay puppet, and after discovering that the clay puppet could no longer be used, he turned his attention to other demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators here are fighting for power, but he wants the bodies of other demon cultivators. No wonder almost all the demon cultivators keep a certain distance from him.

Good people are bullied. Here, everyone is an evil person, which means that small evil people are bullied by big evil people.

“Ye Ping has the strongest magic power, but even he cannot convince everyone. All of us have different levels of strength, and we restrain each other. Wanting to find someone who can convince everyone? Ha, it’s a pipe dream.” Sun Moyuan sneered, and his sinister eyes swept over everyone. Some people avoided him, while others glared at him.

"Ah——" A sigh was suddenly heard, coming from a kind-looking cultivator. If it weren't for the faint demonic aura on him, no one would have thought he was a demon cultivator. However, the demon cultivators present, including Sun Moyuan, did not dare to ignore him.

Killing people without being seen and taking lives like a god or ghost, this evil cultivator was famous. Wumian stayed away from him. He remembered this man's name, Yun Tianshui. He used to be a cultivator of Wanxian Pavilion and his surname was Yun. It was possible that he had some relationship with Yun Guijun.

Yun Tianshui lowered his eyes, looking a little sad. He looked at everyone with a gentle gaze and said, "Why bother to fight? Karma is the law of cause and effect in this world. Sooner or later there will be another Ye Ping, and sooner or later the next Ye Ping will die. The magic weapons left by Ye Ping have been looted, and the clay dolls have gone with him. There is nothing left here. In my humble opinion, it is better to disperse."

That won’t do, Wumian thought to himself, I have only eaten half of those demon cultivators deep in the cave, it would be a waste if they were dispersed.

But before Wumian could secretly rejoice in his gains, he felt the eyes of Yun Tianshui and Sun Moyuan falling on him, and heard Yun Tianshui say with a sad emotion:

"Otherwise, those younger generations will just become food for others in vain."