Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

A few days later...

The morning mist had just dissipated, and the afternoon sun was scorching the earth. At that moment, even the air no longer smelled of war.

“Sethralli, is it really okay to bring him to your house for treatment?”

Paimon said, somewhat puzzled.

“Of course. Ever since that great battle ended, Mavika has been very worried about your friend’s safety. She has been in the hospital for two days without any signs of waking up. Bring her to the Smoke Master, and I will try to use the Smoke Master’s method to wake her up.”

Sitella pondered for a moment, then looked at the tall man on Ying's back with a serious expression and said.

"Alright, Paimon, let Cetalli give it a try."

Ying's voice revealed a hint of anxiety and worry as she stared intently at the scene before her, silently praying in her heart.

This is the third day now, and her lover remains in a coma with no sign of waking up.

Ying couldn't help but recall everything she had experienced in the past few days.

He sacrificed far too much for the safety of the entire Nata and for the greater good.

He kept using his power, even to the limit, until finally his power was exhausted and he lost consciousness.

Ying looked at Zhao Chuan's haggard face with heartache. He had his eyes closed, as if he were immersed in an endless dream.

She gently stroked his forehead, feeling his faint breath, her heart filled with helplessness and despair.

"I hope Cetalli will wake up soon..."

Ying murmured to herself, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

At this moment, she still couldn't help but worry about him, afraid that he would continue to sleep like this forever.

"Okay, put him on the bed. I'll go look up some information about his symptoms."

Sitrus opened the front door and saw the cozy, girlish design of the room. She led Ying into Sitrus's room and pointed to the messy bed.

"Grandma Cetalli, is this bed really big enough for a person to fit in?!"

Paimon looked at the mess on the bed and said somewhat awkwardly.

"Ahem, well, let me tidy up first."

Cetalli had planned to find some books to read, but her plans were completely disrupted when Paimon suddenly asked her a question.

Like a startled rabbit, she hurriedly pounced on the bed, her lips twitching unnaturally. She waved to Paimon and Ying, then quickly stuffed the clothes and several light novels on the bed into a bundle and hugged it tightly to her arms.

Then, Sitalee changed the sheets with astonishing speed. Only after doing all this did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn to face Paimon and Luminous.

"Hey, Paimon, you absolutely can't tell anyone about this."

Seeing Ying settle Zhao Chuan on the bed, Celestella walked up to Paimon, gently covering her lips with her slender fingers, and said in a low voice.

Paimon was clearly taken aback by the sudden request. She blinked, then looked curiously at the things beside the bed. Suddenly, as if she understood something, a sly smile appeared on her face, as if she was preparing to extort money from them.

Just then, Zhao Chuan suddenly coughed softly. Although the sound was not loud, it made Paimon's smile freeze on his face instantly.

"How is he? Did he react just now?"

Seeing this, Ying hurriedly stepped forward, anxiously covered Zhao Chuan's hand, and asked with concern.

"Hmm... the situation has improved, but there's no significant change."

Seeing this, Seth Lari quickly used her pheromone to check Zhao Chuan's pulse, then shook her head and said helplessly.

“Alright then, I’ll have to trouble Cetalli to look after him. Paimon and I have some things to take care of.”

Upon hearing this, Ying's expression darkened slightly, and she sighed.

"Alright, we'll head over now. Good luck, Cetalli!"

Ying smiled and said, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Yes, I will. Be careful on your way."

As Sitale watched Ying's retreating figure, a faint sense of relief welled up in her heart, but she still smiled and nodded, saying softly.

After saying that, she turned and walked to her desk, preparing to start looking up information.

In the space of consciousness

"System, what's wrong with me? I think I won't wake up."

Zhao Chuan continuously absorbed elemental power within his consciousness space, but it seemed to have no effect. He asked the system in confusion, hoping it would answer his questions.

"My God, you were too harsh on yourself. You directly extracted the power of your origin to use the elemental burst. The dragon's power tore the sky apart and severely injured the Abyss. The crack in the sky hasn't closed up yet."

The system gave Zhao Chuan a virtualized thumbs-up and said.

"What do we do now? Am I going to never wake up again?"

Zhao Chuan looked at the system with some panic, regretting his impulsive actions at the time.

"Host, don't panic. Your source energy wasn't fully replenished when you were in Fontaine, and now it's completely depleted. The good news is that there's a way to recover quickly, but the bad news is that the method isn't very good."

The system stared at his body and grinned wickedly.

"What method is there? As long as I can survive, just tell me quickly."

Zhao Chuan was truly terrified and quickly said...

"The combination of Yin and Yang, absorbing Yin to replenish Yang, and nourishing the source."

The system switched over, its face serious.

"What the heck? Ah, System, are you seriously ill?!"

Zhao Chuan scratched his head, puzzled, and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Host, why are you cursing me? This is the only way."

The system snorted and said with dissatisfaction.

"This is no solution at all. I'm lying there unable to move, and you're still giving me terrible advice."

Zhao Chuan said with a speechless expression.

"Hey, don't forget, you are a demon god, you have the power to combine yin and yang, so only this method can replenish your source."

The system reminded.

"You mean, if it weren't for this demonic consciousness, there would be many ways to use up my life force, but now there's only one way,"

Zhao Chuan suddenly realized what was happening and said in a serious tone.

"Yes, you absorbed the consciousness of that demon god and strengthened your body. If it weren't for your status as an outsider and the spiritual power within you, you would have been possessed by the demon god's consciousness and truly recorded by the world."

The system nodded emphatically and said.

"What... what should I do now?"

Zhao Chuan said with a hint of helplessness.

"I can use my power to reactivate your essence and awaken you. You only have half an hour to absorb Yin energy. Don't worry, I won't watch any scenes that are inappropriate for children."

The system gave a mischievous reminder.

"Get lost! What time is it? You're still trying to have fun!"

Zhao Chuan glanced at the system with disdain and said speechlessly.

At this moment, Cetalli was reading books in her room...

"Ugh, this is so annoying! I've searched through so many books, but I still can't find any information about the source of the power within Zhao Chuan! Is there really no way to find out?"

Sita Lari muttered irritably as she rubbed her hair, as if that would clear her mind.

According to Mavika, Zhao Chuan only fell into a coma because he was exhausted. As long as he rests for a few days, his strength will naturally recover.

However, so much time has passed, and Zhao Chuan remains completely still, as if that power is being cut off from the outside world by an invisible barrier.

Seth Lari paced back and forth in the room, her mind in turmoil, until she finally reached the bedside and stared at Zhao Chuan lying on it.

His cheeks were as white as snow, his features were as distinct as if they were exquisitely sculpted, and his jet-white hair swayed gently in the breeze, as if he were dancing a graceful dance.

That face, which originally symbolized gentleness, now exuded a different kind of charm in Sitrally's eyes, making her feel a little moved.

"Wow, looking at it this way, this demon god is really handsome!"

Sitella couldn't help but sigh, as scenes from romance novels suddenly flashed through her mind, instantly igniting her infatuation.

She stared blankly at Zhao Chuan, completely absorbed in her own fantasy, even forgetting the passage of time.

"Sethrally, how could you say that? You've lived this long, how can you still have such childish thoughts?"

After a long while, Sitella suddenly came to her senses and slapped her cheek as if to sweep away those unrealistic thoughts.

However, despite the passage of time, Sitrali still retains the innocence of a young girl and a longing for love deep in her heart.

When she met a man who, like herself, had a long lifespan, her romantic fantasies were instantly ignited.

"But I've lived for so long, and I've finally met a guy who lives as long as me. I'm still a young girl, and I dream about having a sweet romance every day. Isn't this a blessing from heaven?"

Sitella muttered to herself, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings, completely absorbed in her own thoughts.

Just then, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

"By the way, since he can't respond on his own, what would happen if I forcibly infused him with my elemental power?"

This idea thrilled Sitalei, and she began to imagine Zhao Chuan gradually recovering his vitality under the nourishment of her elemental power.

Thinking this, she held her hands flat, palms together in front of her chest, and a chilling elemental force flowed into Zhao Chuan's body.

And so, Sitale continued to expend her elemental power to replenish Zhao Chuan's essence, as time passed by, until night fell.

Just as her elemental power was about to be exhausted, and she felt dizzy and her consciousness was fading, suddenly, a warm and powerful hand hugged her tightly like an iron clamp.

The sudden contact made her body tremble violently. Instinctively, she tried to struggle desperately. However, due to the depletion of her elemental power, she was extremely weak and had completely lost the strength to resist the hand.

Sorry, I've offended you!

A deep, slightly apologetic voice sounded in her ear.

The sound seemed to come from a distant place, yet it also seemed to be right next to us.

In her dazed state, she only vaguely heard a few words before her lips were sealed by a powerful force.

It was a greedy, merciless kiss; the other person seemed to be desperately sucking the saliva and air from her lips. This sudden intimacy left Sitralie's mind blank for a moment, and her previous fatigue and drowsiness were mostly dispelled by the shock.

She struggled to open her eyes, and as her vision gradually cleared, the first thing she saw was the long hair that cascaded down the man's shoulders like a waterfall.

Upon closer inspection, she was surprised to find that the person in front of her was Zhao Chuan!

Zhao Chuan's eyes were filled with aggression, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, staring intently at her. Sitella's heart raced involuntarily, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson, like a ripe apple.

"Zhao Chuan, you're awake! Let go of me first, I'll call Ying over for you."

Sitella's voice trembled slightly as she looked at the man before her with joy, yet also with a sense of panic and bewilderment.

"do not go!"

Zhao Chuan's voice echoed in the room, carrying a hint of despair and resentment.

His power is gradually fading, and he can no longer maintain his powerful divine body.

However, his will was exceptionally firm; he absolutely could not let Cecilia leave.

Zhao Chuan gripped Cecilia's arm tightly and used all his strength to pull her back onto the bed.

Caught off guard, Sitella was startled by the sudden action. She lost her balance and fell heavily onto the soft mattress.

Without hesitation, Zhao Chuan pressed down on Cetalli, his weight making it almost impossible for her to move.

His hands, like iron clamps, gripped Sitlarie's arms tightly, pressing them above her head, rendering her completely unable to resist.

At this moment, Sitralie was filled with panic, and her mind began to race.

She couldn't help but wonder what Zhao Chuan's actions meant. Did he really intend to...do that kind of thing to her? How could that be? He was a god, how could he do something so despicable?

Seth Lari was caught in a deep internal conflict.

On the one hand, she felt that she was now powerless to resist, and perhaps obeying him would be a better choice.

On the other hand, she felt that this was too unfair, since it wasn't her own choice.

In her struggle and confusion, Sitrali suddenly thought of a possible explanation—Zhao Chuan must be controlled by his inner demons at this moment, which is why he is behaving so abnormally.

This isn't the real Zhao Chuan, it must be! This thought brought Cetalli a little comfort, and she began to reassure herself, "Yes, this isn't the real him, he'll be fine once he returns to normal..."

While Cetalli was still lost in thought, Zhao Chuan's body was already completely pressed down on her.

His lips, like a storm, kissed her neck passionately, bringing wave after wave of stimulation and tingling. At the same time, his hands were slowly removing her clothes, revealing her silky smooth skin.

Sitella's cheeks flushed instantly, and she shyly tried to pull her clothes back to cover her naked body.

However, her hands were held down tightly by Zhao Chuan, making it impossible for her to move. She could only watch helplessly as her clothes were peeled off piece by piece.

that's all…………

The entwined vines slowly climbed up the carved pillars, which stood tall and strong, screeching as they cut into the building.

Once again, the epiphyllum blooms in reverse, closing and opening under the moonlight, its pain and screams echoing in the night.

Several days passed in this way, absorbing Yin energy. Zhao Chuan's consciousness slowly returned to normal. When he was truly awake, he realized that he could no longer torture the exhausted Cetalari like this.

At this moment, Sitella was sleeping peacefully, her breathing steady and gentle, as if she were immersed in a beautiful dream.

In her dream, she might be fantasizing that she, like other happy women, could have a graffiti of her lover appear on the stone wall in front of her house.

Zhao Chuan slowly stood up, his movements gentle and careful, afraid of waking the sleeping Sitella, after all, he had hurt her terribly these past few days because of his selfishness.

He walked to the window, gazed quietly at the scenery outside, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The sunlight streaming through the window fell on his face, adding warmth and softness to his features.

His gaze passed through the window and landed on the distant mountains and sky, as if he were pondering something.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuan moved with lightning speed, and in a flash, he soared into the air like a bird, flying straight towards the headquarters.

His figure traced a graceful arc in mid-air, like a free-flying eagle speeding towards its destination.

As dusk fell and the sun set, Cetalli fumbled in bed, feeling a sense of unease. She suddenly woke up, quickly looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming she was still at home.

Just as she was about to get up to find something to eat, a sharp pain shot through her lower back and hips. She couldn't help but think of what Zhao Chuan had done to her a few days ago, and her cheeks flushed bright red.

However, Zhao Chuan had vanished without a trace. "This guy, did he just run away like that? That's too much!" Cetalli, supporting her buttocks, struggled to her feet and muttered angrily.