Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Ye Lan's life-thread broke apart inch by inch between the dragon scales, and the sparks from the gilded talisman fell into the surging black tide of the abyss. The jade blade at the reverse scale of the Azure Dragon sunk another three inches, and the dragon's blood meandered along the lines of the rock ridge, condensing into cinnabar-colored gilded gold.

"Miss Honorary Knight, you've arrived just in time." Ye Lan spun around to avoid the dragon's claws, and her hair shone like an emerald when it brushed against Ying's sword. "This senior needs someone to teach her what it means to live and die together, the Liyue way."

Ying's sword tip raised three rays of starlight, and the phantom of the wind chime on the eaves of Wangshu Inn spread ripples in the depths of the dragon's pupils. The scales formed by the filth of the abyss suddenly trembled, and a dusty memory broke through the shackles - five hundred years ago, deep in the rocky abyss, Boyang imitated a certain rascal who always ran to Wuwangpo and later disappeared, and stuffed the last half of the almond candy into her palm. The heavy magic weapon in the palm of her hand turned into a golden chain, binding the surging black tide.

"You always say that I'm as fragile as a glass lily..." Ying's fingertips stroked the cracks on the dragon's horn, and the aroma of dandelion wine that had gone bad in Mondstadt a few days ago suddenly revived between her teeth. "Have you ever thought that the most fragile people are those who swallow all the bitterness and still smile?"

Ye Lan's life-thread suddenly straightened, and twenty-seven gilded symbols were printed on the dragon's body to form the star track map of the Hall of Rebirth. The fragments of the jade bead necklace were suspended in the air, and every crack reflected the silhouette of Lin Huan teaching the children to weave the knot of the Rebirth. In the morning mist of Liyue Harbor, in the copper bells of the Hall of Rebirth, under the spinning wheel of Qingce Manor, thousands of stars were rushing through the earth veins.

The Azure Dragon suddenly raised its head and cried out in grief. The jade hilt that pierced its heart veins blossomed into a glazed lily. Ying's purifying power flowed through the veins of the petals and injected into the dragon's marrow. Ye Lan's demon-slaying seal locked onto its vital point at this moment. The abyssal black mist seeped out from the gaps between its scales like the tide receded, but condensed into a phantom of nothingness the moment it touched the rock ridge.

"What a pity." The golden stardust on the fingertips of the Abyss Prince was wrapped around the cursed chains. "I was only half a step away from breaking the shackles of fate."

Ying's sword shattered the stardust illusion, and the jade sword at the heart of the Azure Dragon instantly flew out of the body, and was caught in time by Ye Lan's life-gathering rope and carried on her back. In the immortal soul imprisoned by the twenty-seven layers of emerald halo, the sly smile that Lin Huan winked at Bo Yang when he hid the almond candy in the cracks of the Yujingtai stone was clearly reflected.

"Now it's our turn." Ye Lan's life-thread crushed the last piece of corrupted dragon scale, and the gilded bells resounded the rhythm of the Hall of Rebirth to save the souls of the dead. "Senior, do you still remember? When you were coaxing Little Walnut, you said--"

"Almond candy is sweeter when shared!" Ying's purifying light turned into a blue bird that penetrated the black fog. The moonlight that they drank together five hundred years ago suddenly lit up in the depths of the dragon's pupils.

The roar of the Azure Dragon turned into the clear sound of a blooming glazed lily, and the black iron chain was melted into a new jade bead necklace in the starlight. When the last wisp of black mist was swallowed by the earth veins, the blood-soaked female fairy fell from the starlight, and the twenty-seven jade beads on her wrists reflected the dawn glow.

"You guys..." Lin Huan's blood-stained fingertips brushed across the glazed lilies in her hair, but his words were ethereal and were blown away by the mountain breeze among the starlight.

The morning light passed through the cracks in the rocks, and the gilded bell trembled on Ye Lan's wrist. Three strands of life-giving silk wrapped around the survivor's wrist like a snake. As she leaned over, her scarlet sleeves swept across the gravel, and the petals of the colorful flower were soaked in blood. The red blood beads rolled down the petals, reflecting the luster of glass crystal sand in the morning light. The huge blue dragon curled up in the center of the bloodstains and was covered with scars. At this time, it had shrunk into a ball-like shape. Ye Lan gently hooked the ball of blue fur with her blood-stained fingertips and brought it into her arms. When her fingertips stroked the wet fur, a crescent-like arc appeared at the corner of her lips.

“So now, it’s time to collect tuition.” She shook the jar of almond candy she had taken from Ningguang’s desk. “As usual, everyone who sees it gets a share.”

At this moment, Kong, who was far away in the abyss, put away the star map, and a glazed lily bloomed from the cracks in the cursed chain on his palm. The Abyss Apostle watched in amazement as His Royal Highness pinned the flower branch on his chest, and the smile under the gilded mask was more vivid than ever.