Original God, I, the prince of Liyue, do not want to inherit the throne

Near the port where the Southern Cross Fleet was about to depart, Paimeng looked at Ye Li with some surprise, and said to Ye Li with a puzzled but serious expression:

"Ye Li, I think you are really bored. How come we run into you everywhere?"

"Hey, doesn't this prove that we are destined to be together? I'm also surprised to meet you two busy people."

"You have to stop talking in that street singer's tone. It makes me uncomfortable."

"It turned out to be Little Paimon's request. I won't say anything this time."

"Hey, you still want to have a next time."

Kong looked at the two people bickering on a daily basis, with nothing but a helpless smile on his face. After all, he was used to it.

"Hey, Brother Yeli, Kong, and Paimon, you are all here. The Southern Cross Fleet is about to set off. It will be too late if you don't get on board now."

At this moment, Beidou, who was walking over from the other end of the port, looked at Ye Li and the other two with a smile on his face, with a slightly teasing tone in his voice.

"Ms. Beidou really loves to joke. I have calculated the travel time. There are still a few minutes left. It's enough time to catch up with Sora and Paimon."

"Anyway, the time is almost right, and we can talk about the past as well. Besides, the two guests you brought are not ordinary. Even I can't figure out their depth."

"I introduced them when I reported to the police before. They are from the same hometown as me, but they prefer the style of Inazuma. They followed me here this time to see the scenery there."

Beidou interrupted their bickering show, and Ye Li gave a reasonable explanation. Then he took Kong and Paimon on the boat, and asked Paimon why they came here.

"Hehe, it's the same as always. Kong has been running around to find his blood relatives. We heard that Sister Beidou could pass the selection and board the ship to Inazuma, so we came here."

"If you want to go to Inazuma, just tell me. I can build an aircraft carrier that's better than the one you're on. If that doesn't work, I can build you a small boat, or I can let Beidou take you directly."

After Ye Li finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Kong and Pai Meng looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes wide open, and at the same time, they screamed like groundhogs in fear. Then, they both looked at Ye Li calmly, with exaggerated expressions as if they wanted to convince people.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"

At this moment, Kong suddenly realized, and Paimon also looked like he had realized something, with his expression as exaggerated as it could be.

When they were adventurers, they were used to solving problems on their own. Either others needed help or they would take the initiative to help others. They almost forgot that they had a wide network of contacts and could ask for help.

As a result, Mond's habits inadvertently affected their thinking for a while, and now they are pretending to be stupid and reacting just to save some face.

Ye Li was speechless. These two funny guys were sometimes incredibly smart, but sometimes they were too stubborn and stuck in a rut. It would be better to let Master Liuyunjiefeng be more persistent in his inventions.

"Hahahaha! It's really fun to watch you guys interacting with each other. It provides a lot of entertainment all at once."

Beidou led the way and laughed when he heard the conversations of the people behind him, especially Sora and Paimon who were pretending to be stupid. They also showed awkward but polite smiles and tried to evade the conversation.

……

At this moment, on the main ship of the Southern Cross, in a secluded and deserted corner, a ronin samurai from Inazuma was practicing swordsmanship as usual.

The blade was unsheathed, shining with a cold light. The flow of air brought about gusts of breeze along with the blade. The control and technique of its force are rare for high-level warriors.

"The sword moves with the wind, and it moves as the heart desires. It combines both strength and skill. With the power of the wind element, it is really a good sword technique that combines offense and defense. However, there is still one thing that can be improved. For example, the sword can be drawn faster, so that the effect will be better."

The voice that came from nowhere made Wan Ye, who was practicing swordsmanship, pause for a moment, but when he heard the other party's evaluation and suggestions on his family swordsmanship, he subconsciously followed the other party's words and started practicing again.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t try it. After trying it, Wan Ye felt the difference and couldn’t help but try it a few more times.

Before long, Manye summed up the experience for improvement.

If the sword was drawn faster, it would be difficult for him to control it, but if he could master this technique, his strength would be improved to a higher level, and there would even be room for improvement in his family swordsmanship.

Wan Ye couldn't help but feel grateful to the person who gave him advice. With a respectful heart, he did not use his ability to detect the person behind him. He just turned around and looked at her, saying:

"Thank you for your guidance, I wonder if there is anything I can do to help..."

Wan Ye's voice paused, and the look he gave when he turned around was so impressive that it seemed like it would last ten thousand years. His body stiffened involuntarily, and his expression remained at the moment before he smiled, and the action of bowing to express his gratitude also stopped.

Wan Ye felt that he must have not had a rest for too long. After all, he had been helping Sister Beidou with her work every day for the past month. It could be said that the free time in the morning was only enough for him to practice swordsmanship, and the rest was work.

Why not talk to Beidou today and take a rest for a week or so to get back in shape before continuing to work hard to help Sister Beidou.

Lei Dianzhen seemed to have been prepared for Wan Ye's attitude. She just smiled and said:

"If you want to thank me, there is no need to make such a fuss. Your swordsmanship is very similar to my sister's basic swordsmanship. There are many common features, but your swordsmanship has its own style. The most I can do is just to give you some suggestions for improvement."

……

At the other end of the ship, Kong and Paimon looked around and were very interested in the environment of the Southern Cross Fleet. Ye Li seemed to be accustomed to the environment here. He picked up the wooden barrel next to him and poured himself a glass of juice, which was very fresh.

When Paimon saw there was something to drink, he suddenly lost interest in the environment of the ship. Kong had no choice but to ask Ye Li to watch over Paimon and prevent him from running around, while he went around to check the situation and ask if anyone had seen someone who looked like him.

All I can say is that Kong took great pains to find his sister, but it's a pity that the little sister hiding in the dark was busy working and had no idea that her brother was already worried about her.

"Wow, there is juice here. Ye Li, give me a bucket."

"Here, here you go. Don't blame me if you can't hold it."

Hearing Paimeng's request, Ye Li also took a bucket and handed it to Paimeng. Paimeng took it without hesitation, but because of the weight, she almost fell down due to inertia.

If Ye Li hadn't been quick-eyed and quick-handed, Paimeng would have come into direct contact with the ground.

"Look, your fighting ability is even worse than that of a wild boar, and you can hardly even lift a wooden barrel. Don't make such an impulsive request next time."

"I just wanted to drink some juice, who knew it would be so heavy."

Just when Ye Li and Paimon were arguing about the juice barrel, Kong also asked about a certain shadow who was wearing a kimono and eating a grilled tiger fish.

"Miss, you are also a guest of this ship, right? Have you seen the person in this portrait?"

Ying sat at the dining table, and in response to questions from others, he just turned his head away blankly.

Looking at the portrait in Kong's hand, Ying subconsciously shook his head, indicating that he had never seen it.