After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Just like cold air descends and hot air rises.

The flow of filth also has its own rules of operation. It flows to places where turbid energy gathers and merges with all things that belong to the yin and negative categories.

Wuwangpo has a special location and is of great significance, as it is where yin and turbid qi gather.

Logically, if a disaster related to "filth" were to first erupt on the land of Liyue, it should have originated here.

Rather than a vast, distant abyss of rocky cliffs.

The reason why the previous situation occurred was because there were already defects in the layered rock abyss.

This caused those [filthy] forces to pour out from it, flowing and spreading.

Just as when a dam or levee breaks, the torrent will inevitably break through the cracks and, starting from there, destroy everything that can be submerged.

Even before Morax arrived, Yuan Zhuoyue had already offered her assistance on her own initiative.

The [filth] that appeared in the Layered Rock Abyss was cleaned up, preventing the spread of disaster.

Furthermore, they strengthened their defenses, cutting off the path of those negative and yin forces flowing into the abyss of layered rocks.

This is all because various hidden dangers had long been buried within the towering abyss of layered rocks, and this was compounded by the gathering power of the [filth].

It is still unknown whether this will lead to a change similar to the breeding of poisonous insects, nurturing even more dangerous monsters.

As for why Yuan Zhuoyue attracts the flow of "filth" to her, it is because she is closely entangled with "filth".

Like a magnet, metals will continuously be attracted by the magnetic field, adhering to her and becoming one with her.

She was corrupted by such power, but she could also control it; she could indeed be said to be the master of these powers.

Simply embracing and using these negative forces would come at a price far too high for her.

However, that was in the past. Compared to the past, Yuan Zhuoyue, who has gradually regained her past memories, can naturally perceive it clearly.

The influence of those [filthy] forces on themselves has been greatly reduced.

She was even more relaxed and at ease when she mobilized these forces than before.

Under these conditions, dealing with the negative forces accumulated on Hopeless Slope is a piece of cake for Yuan Zhuoyue.

Especially considering her past experience in dealing with these negative forces and the various coping methods she has already tested, Yuan Zhuoyue is quite adept at handling these "filth".

There were no mysterious techniques or dazzling scenes; it was simply a thought.

After several breaths, the extremely restless power that Yuan Zhuoyue had sensed returned to calm.

She then slowly absorbed these forces that had become compliant into her own body, eliminating the negative influences they left on this land.

She finally stopped when she felt that her body had reached its limit, and that going any further would break the balance of the power within her body, making it impossible to draw any more [filth] power.

At this moment, Yuan Zhuoyue was not in good condition. She looked listless and somewhat weak, and her figure was slightly unsteady.

He looked extremely tired and was in great pain; he was clearly in need of rest to recover.

They followed closely by Yuan Zhuoyue's side, keeping pace with her and paying attention to her movements.

They also naturally discovered this extraordinary abnormal state.

Without hesitation, he moved closer to Yuan Zhuoyue, before he could even speak.

Morax caught the body that suddenly went limp as he approached with a raised hand.

Morax could clearly sense that Yuan Zhuoyue was extremely relaxed, as if she had placed complete trust in him.

Without any warning, and quite directly, it landed in his arms.

Morax held the soft body in his arms, looking at her slightly furrowed brows and less-than-ideal condition.

He raised his hand and gently smoothed Yuan Zhuoyue's disheveled hair before whispering, "...You have regained your authority and power. Even if you haven't recovered to your peak, you shouldn't be this weak after using your power and expending some energy."

Feeling completely drained, Yuan Zhuoyue, nestled in Morax's arms, could only respond to the cacophony of words coming from her ears with her eyes closed, making random humming noises.

There was no reply. This inquiry from Morax was entirely a display of exhaustion, a clear indication that she should not be disturbed.

It was obvious that she was hiding something, and didn't want to say what she was hiding.

Morax felt rather helpless, but he didn't ask any further questions. He simply held hands with Yuan Zhuoyue silently.

He slowly guided his power into her body, allowing Yuan Zhuoyue to recover more quickly.

After a while, Yuan Zhuoyue, who had been listlessly leaning on his shoulder like a frostbitten cabbage, finally straightened up and regained some energy.

Just like a user of crutches, the first thing they do after recovering from an injury is to discard the crutches in their hand.

The first thing Yuan Zhuoyue did was exactly that: she planned to leave Morax aside. She left Morax's embrace without any hesitation or lingering feelings.

It stood tall and straight like a pine tree beside Morax.

The only thing that has not yet been freed is the soft hand that Morax is currently holding tightly in his hand with their fingers intertwined.

Morax was already used to this situation. He remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, and asked gently, "...Have you decided where you're going today?"

Yuan Zhuoyue tried to pull her hand away from Morax's, but found that her hand was held tightly and she couldn't move it at all.

So he had no choice but to give up, and his once upright posture slumped slightly, making him appear less imposing.

Then, somewhat helplessly, he said, "I don't have any ideas right now... However, this is your territory. You should know what on this land can attract my attention and win my favor, right?"

Morax chuckled softly, "Naturally... This place is adjacent to Qingce Village, where the delicacies from the mountains are quite famous. It just so happens that it's almost noon, so why don't we find a place to have a meal?"

Yuan Zhuoyue nodded: "Okay."

She was already aimless, and now that Morax, the local god, had offered advice, it wouldn't hurt to listen to him.

Given Yuan Zhuoyue's understanding of Morax, anything that catches his eye must have something unique about it.