My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

The ball of light continued to grow and finally gradually turned into a human shape.

It can be vaguely seen that the human figure has similarities with the shadow.

"real!"

A familiar breath and a stirring feeling that had not been felt in hundreds of years surged into my heart.

Ying and Shen Zi were too afraid to breathe.

The real soul was gradually being completed, but she had no idea what was happening.

time.

This strange demon used the power of time and pulled his soul out from the long river of history.

Such incredible power, if she had a body now, she would definitely feel cold all over.

At the same time, she was also extremely worried that it would attract higher-level beings.

Fortunately, due to the systematic cover-up, they were not attracted until the soul was completely completed.

"It's now!"

There was no time to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Qing Chen did not dare to delay. He clenched his fist and his soul shrank again.

But this time it was not dissipated, but compressed.

When the soul turned into a ball of light again, Qingchen was quick to move and slap it into the sacred cherry tree in the space of consciousness.

Strictly speaking, the real soul is now completely a product of reverse time and space. The current consciousness space is disordered in time and space. If the soul is allowed to stay in the consciousness space for too long, it may dissipate.

At the same time, since the consciousness space comes from the truth, and the truth is resurrected from the dead, it is equivalent to two identical consciousness spaces coexisting in one place. Although you don’t know what will happen, it is better to be careful.

"What are you doing?"

Ying asked hurriedly.

At this point, she couldn't keep calm at all, and her voice was filled with anxiety and excitement.

"Don't panic. Zhen's current state does not conform to the rules of Teyvat. We can't leave this space in our way. I can only use the special existence of the Divine Sakura Tree to send her back to the time we are in."

Qing Chen replied in a deep voice, his pale face showing that this process was not easy.

Seeing this, Ying didn't want to disturb him anymore. She just bit her lip and waited anxiously.

Finally, after a long while, Qingchen's frown relaxed, he sat down on the ground, and waved his hand, "Okay, you can leave this space now, go to the sacred cherry tree and have a look. If nothing unexpected happens, the real soul lives there. I'll rest here for a while."

"It's done?!"

Ying's eyes widened, and he looked at Shen Zi, and his breathing became rapid.

"real?!"

"That's not true," Qing Chen said unhappily, "How could I lie to you?"

“…Great, great…”

Ying almost collapsed to the ground. With her personality, she wanted to cry at this moment.

"Okay, Ying, stop being in a daze, let's go check it out!"

The Son of God could hardly hide his excitement; his usual elegance and composure completely disappeared.

"Ah, yes!" Ying came back to his senses and was about to leave, but turned back and looked at Qingchen, a little hesitant, "Mr. Ye..., how about I wait for you?"

Even the address was honorific.

Qing Chen felt a little funny and said helplessly: "Relax, there's no need to be so formal in addressing me. My resurrection this time is not entirely for you, but also to try if I can do it. You suddenly being so serious to me makes me uncomfortable. Don't wait for me, I'll be there in a moment."

"…Okay, anyway, thank you very much, Ye Qingchen."

Ying nodded, replied seriously, and hurriedly left the space.

Paimon and Ying hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow Ying and the others and leave.

After all, the resurrection of gods was unprecedented, and they were very curious.

Now there are only a group of gangsters left in the space.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted."

Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the ground, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Gui Zhong immediately sat on the ground and let Qing Chen lie in his arms, feeling quite distressed, "It's so hard."

At the same time, Noel and Fanan also knelt beside him and wiped the sweat off his face.

Qingchen felt a little warm in his heart and smiled bitterly: "After all, it is about reversing time. To be honest, I didn't expect it to succeed."

Wendy stood aside and nodded in agreement. "There has never been a similar precedent. It's simply a miracle. To be honest, how strong are you now?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I'm better than you."

"Oh? How about we have a fight now?"

Wendy rolled her eyes and grinned.

It was rare to see him so weak, and Wendy felt that there was no better time than now to fight Qingchen.

But before Qingchen could reply, Guizhong glared at Wendy and said, "How dare you! If you dare to take advantage of others' misfortune, do you believe that the Liyue Immortals will attack Mondstadt tomorrow?"

Fanan nodded in agreement and stared at Wendy warily.

"Yaksha will bear the brunt of the attack, be the first to go!"

"Hey, hey, let's have a sparring match, isn't that necessary?"

“Very serious!”

Now Wendy was depressed.

Why? When Qingchen bullied him, no one stood up for him. Now he wants to take the opportunity to bully Qingchen and involves Liyue?

"Noelle, where are you on?"

Wendy looked at Noelle again and asked with a sad face.

"Ah? Me..."

Noelle looked at Wendy awkwardly, then looked at Qingchen who was looking at her tenderly, feeling torn between the two.

On one side is the god she has believed in since childhood, and on the other side is the lover she deeply loves. How can she choose?

Seeing her so entangled and speechless for a long time, Qingchen couldn't help but smile, "Okay, okay, I was just kidding. There's no way Wendy would really fight."

The voice fell into Noelle's ears, causing her heart to tremble.

Finally, she made a decision, "Lord Barbatos, please don't bully Brother Qingchen..."

"…Barbara…"

"Ah? Do I have to choose too?"

The finger was pointed at Barbara, and she panicked instantly.

As a pastor of the church, it stands to reason that I don’t even need to be elected…

but…

Barbara glanced at Wendy, then at Qingchen, who was now a little weak. For some reason, she couldn't say anything.

"How about I go out first?"

In a sense, as a pastor, not making a choice on this issue is already giving the answer.

Wendy's heart was broken.

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"Ying, Son of God, am I really resurrected?"

Floating in front of the sacred cherry tree, he was staring at his own illusory body in a daze.

"Yes, you are really resurrected."

Ying was now living in the body of the puppet, covering his mouth, unable to control his emotions.

The Son of God came in front of Zhen and wanted to touch him, but he was a little timid.

At this point, she didn't know what to say or what to do.

“It’s incredible…”

Zhen muttered to himself, and seeing the two people's dazed look, he smiled slightly and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch them at all.

"Oops, I don't have a physical body now, I forgot."

She said with a wry smile and a bit playfully.

"Pfft!"

Shen Zi and Ying couldn't help but smile, and their eyes turned red at the same time.

"Welcome back, Zhen."