Genshin Impact: Demon God of Shura

"You...are you serious?"

Blue Sky stared at Maxius in astonishment.

Not only him, but the surrounding crowd, including Morax and others, stared in astonishment at Maxius kneeling before the blue sky.

"I'm serious, so please take me as your apprentice, Rolsheus!"

Marcius cupped his hands towards the blue sky, and shouted as if his mind was made up.

"Brother Blue Sky, please accept Maxius as your student! It seems he's determined to learn cooking from you, hehe~"

Fukalos skipped over to Lantian's side and playfully took Lantian's arm affectionately.

"Just talk about it."

Lan Tian chuckled and playfully tapped Fucaros's forehead with two fingers, thinking to himself:

I confessed my feelings to this girl, and although she hasn't accepted me yet, she's starting to become bolder in her actions and behavior, but I really like it.

Putting aside his thoughts, and looking at Maxius still kneeling before him, Lan Tian had no choice but to put on a serious expression and say:

Are you sure you want to learn cooking from me?

"I am sure!"

Marcius said solemnly.

"Good, that's bold! Marcusius, from today onwards, you are the first disciple under me, the Demon God of Asura, Rolxus! However, I still need to hone my martial arts skills, so you may not be able to see me all the time. Are you sure you still want to become my disciple?"

"I am sure!"

Marcus responded with the same lines, the same tone, but with a different air of authority.

"Very well, get up."

Blue Sky nodded approvingly, then used its divine power to lift Maxius up.

"This is a special Guixiuli token, also known as the Shura token. Besides proving that you are a member of Guixiuli and my disciple, carrying it can also serve as a communication tool and a last resort for survival when necessary."

As he spoke, the blue sky conjured a cyan token with a sharp and imposing aura and handed it to Maxius.

Marcius took the token and immediately noticed the imposing blue character "修" (xiu) engraved on it. Holding it in his hand, he felt a slight weight and a warm, comforting power slowly nourishing his body.

That is the power of the blue sky.

"I understand, Luo Er... cough cough, Master!"

Marcusius solemnly fastened the token to his waist, then clasped his hands together and bowed to the blue sky in thanks.

"There's no need for that. I don't really like this formality. Let's just act like we did when we first met."

Blue Sky chuckled softly, and then Fukaros's slightly playful voice came through:

"Um... Maxius, if you call Brother Blue Sky 'Master,' then shouldn't you call me 'Master's Wife' too?"

Fukaros, standing next to Lantian, seemed to have thought of something and spoke with a smug expression.

"Uh...this..."

Upon hearing this, Maxiuse's expression immediately turned strange.

That's true, but asking me to call a girl whose strength isn't even at the Demon God level "Master's Wife"... isn't that a bit...?

Snapped!

"what!"

Before Maxius could continue his musings, a soft sound and Fukalos's pained cry interrupted his thoughts. He instinctively looked up and saw Lantian scolding Fukalos.

"You've gotten too cocky just because I'm protecting you, haven't you? I just took you on as a disciple and you dared to embarrass Maxius. What will Maxius think of you in the future? Hmm? You need to be taught a lesson, don't you?"

After Fukalos finished speaking, Lantian raised an eyebrow and flicked Fukalos on the head without hesitation. Then, pretending to be slightly angry, he crossed his arms and scolded her.

"Uh... well... Master... actually, I didn't feel embarrassed at all..."

"Don't speak yet, Maxius."

Marcus, standing to the side, weakly raised his hand and spoke, but was silenced by a sharp glare from Lantian.

"Um... I'm so sorry, I got too carried away. Brother Lantian, please don't be angry~"

Fukalos rubbed the spot on her forehead where Lantian had just slapped her, wincing in pain. She quickly grabbed Lantian's arm and whispered apologetically to him.

"You know you're wrong?"

Actually, Lantian wasn't angry at all, but she still suppressed her laughter and forced a serious expression as she looked at Fukalos, wanting to tease Fukalos a little more.

"I know I was wrong..."

Fukalos lowered her head and said weakly, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly with fear, afraid that Lantian would get angry and punish her.

But just then, Fukalos felt a warm touch on her head, gently rubbing her hair, and she froze on the spot.

Subconsciously looking up, Fukalos found herself face to face with Lantian, who had just squatted down in front of her, one hand on her head, a gentle smile on his face.

"It's good that you know you've made a mistake and can correct it, but please don't repeat it."

Lan Tian reached out his other hand and pinched the cheek of the still-dazed Fucarus, then shouted loudly to the surrounding crowd:

"Today I have accepted my first disciple, so according to my plan, I must prepare a banquet to welcome him! Therefore, everyone here, please wait for me for half an hour, as I prepare a feast for my disciple and everyone present!"

After saying that, Lan Tian deconstructed everything that had been built during the competition and instead reconstructed tables and a large number of chairs that were arranged in an orderly manner.

Each chair corresponds to one person. The total number of people present is extremely easy for Lan Tian. With his current strength, he can easily find out the number with a simple scan using his divine sense.

Upon hearing Lan Tian's speech, the surrounding crowd raised their hands and cheered. They then began to sit in the chairs Lan Tian had provided, waiting for him to serve the dishes.

"Find a place to sit and wait for me~"

Blue Sky gently pinched Fukaros's cheek, then created clones of the Torrent Armor and the Rock Armor, and began cooking in the kitchen constructed behind him.

After Lan Tian pinched her cheek, Fukalos blushed slightly as she watched Lan Tian go into the kitchen to get busy before obediently sitting down at the nearest table.

As soon as they sat down, Gui Zhong, Morax, and Maxius came to the table where Fucarus was and began to talk to her.

It's worth mentioning that Gui was sitting to Fucarus's right, while Morax and Maxius were sitting to Fucarus's left, separated by an empty seat, chatting with him.

That empty spot was naturally reserved for Lantian.

Marcius had originally planned to go to the kitchen to help Lan Tian cook, but as soon as he entered, Lan Tian kicked him away without hesitation. Completely dazed, Marcius flew back to his seat. Before he could react, Lan Tian's voice followed:

"I, the master, will do it myself. I don't need your help, apprentice. Go and stay with Morax! If you try to come back, don't blame me for drawing my sword and chopping you in half!"

Upon hearing this, Marcusius, who had just stood up and lifted one foot, was immediately filled with hesitation.

I've already lifted my foot, but now I don't know whether to put it down or not; it's a bit awkward.

But Fucarus, still seemingly unwilling to give up upon seeing Marcusius, darted around with her eyes and added with a mischievous grin:

"Marcus, Brother Blue Sky is a man of his word. If I tell him to draw his sword, he draws it; wherever I point, he strikes. I can't guarantee you won't get cleaved in two by Brother Blue Sky if you go over there again!"

After saying this, Fucarus subtly winked at Guizhong and Morax. Guizhong and Morax immediately understood and echoed Fucarus's words with smiles, urging Marcus to quickly give up the idea of ​​going to help again.

What everyone didn't know was that Blue Sky's blade only struck enemies, and only Fukaros could make Blue Sky so willing to cut wherever he pointed. Simply put, this was a special treatment Blue Sky gave Fukaros, hehe~

Upon hearing Fukaros's words, Blue Sky in the kitchen gave a wicked smile, then swiftly pulled out one of the Oaths of Purification from behind his Torrent clone and casually tossed it toward Maxius.

The Oath of Purity landed precisely in front of Marcusius's heel, which he had just lifted, startling him so much that he instinctively took a few steps back. Cold sweat instantly soaked his entire back, and he could only sit trembling in his seat.

Marcius's nonchalant demeanor immediately caused the people present to burst into laughter, each silently thinking to themselves:

[It's obvious that the God of Cookery doesn't understand the God of War's character. The God of War would never use a knife against his own people. As long as you don't provoke him, he's a very approachable and gentle older brother.]