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

"System, what are you doing? What is this thing? What the hell is the Demon God of All People?"

Zhao Chuan grabbed the blue screen, shook it, and kept complaining.

"Host, I was just doing a good deed. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"

The system was a little dizzy, but it still desperately wanted to break free and shout.

"Oh, how so?"

Zhao Chuan stopped what he was doing, looked at the scenery below the mountain, and calmly spoke.

"Actually, when you were cultivating your clone, this system sensed a demon god with a little bit of intelligence under your feet, but its energy was slowly disappearing, so I helped it out."

The system explained patiently.

"Wait, disappear? What do you mean?"

Zhao Chuan was a little surprised to hear this, and then asked a question.

"Yes, the so-called 'Demon God of the Masses' was born from the wishes and prayers of the people. However, with the abdication of the Rock King Emperor, fewer and fewer people believe in the gods. Without blessings and without faith, the power that can be provided to this Demon God is dwindling. He has only been able to survive until now by consuming his own vital essence to preserve himself."

"This system made a deal with it. It also knows that it doesn't have long to live, but hopes to appear in the world in another way, so I gave it to the host to choose as a task."

The system circled Zhao Chuan twice and said.

"In that case, it's quite pitiful. In that case, I'll offer my blessings to the world in its name!"

Zhao Chuan waved his hand and looked at the scenery of this mortal world as he spoke.

"Host, this system will transfer its other memories to you, such as how to use its powers."

After the system finished speaking, a ball of light appeared on the screen.

After Zhao Chuan gripped the ball tightly, the ball of light slowly entered Zhao Chuan's body. In an instant, images and memories from hundreds of years ago flashed through his mind.

During this period, Zhao Chuan remained as still as a statue, holding the ball of light in the same posture.

After a while...

As Zhao Chuan emerged from his memories, he kept muttering, "Live on for the people's wishes... live on."

Zhao Chuan knelt down as if he had no strength left, and in his dazed eyes, he saw despair.

"To live on for the sake of the people's wishes..."

The spiritual power of a demon god has gathered the wishes of most people in the mortal world, which is difficult for Zhao Chuan's current spiritual strength to support.

In Zhao Chuan's eyes, he saw this "Demon God of the Masses" consuming his own essence in the pitch-black environment, chanting: "The people are still waiting for me, I will live for the people's wishes."

"Sir, it looks like someone is lying there."

A hesitant voice rang out. At this moment, Zhao Chuan had already fallen into a coma.

"Hello, respected stranger. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I have used my last strength to alleviate the pain of my similar memories to you. I am about to disappear. Please take my power and authority and protect Liyue, created by the Geo Archon."

In the pitch-black dream, an orange-white cloud appeared beside Zhao Chuan, speaking with a hint of regret, sadness, and complex emotions.

"I... I will."

Zhao Chuan was already crying and had nothing more to say. He could only silently reply and then fall silent.

A demon god born for the people ultimately disappeared in a tragic situation where only blessings could help them achieve their goals.

Memories of prayers and wishes appeared before Zhao Chuan. The scene in his dream changed instantly, and a bright light appeared before Zhao Chuan's eyes. A woman with a child was praying on an altar, asking for her husband's safe voyage at sea. These memories swept over him once again.

This time, Zhao Chuan was no longer in pain; he had already adapted to this new ability.

"There has never been a lack of suffering in this world; it is simply fate."

Zhao Chuan said with a determined look in his eyes.

With a casual wave of his hand, the bright scene turned dark again...

"Alright, it's time for me to wake up too."

After saying that, he spread his arms and fell straight down.

A few hours ago, it was in another place.

Zhao Chuan's clone had arrived at Aru Village and heard a very strange shout. He then flew towards the direction from which the sound came.

When he arrived, he saw a large group of strange people dressed in black robes with their faces covered, pulling cart after cart of... well... scholars with unfocused eyes and sluggish movements.

"Who's there?"

A man in black robes, with keen observation skills, quickly spotted Zhao Chuan's "clone".

"Humph, scum."

(Zhao Chuan) didn't say anything more and rushed forward.

He summoned a spear from his storage ring and launched an attack.

[A parenthesis will be added after Zhao Chuan's clone to distinguish them.]

In the midst of a fierce battle... (Zhao Chuan)'s spear killed them so badly they cried out for their parents.

Just then, several enormous Hilichurls appeared behind Zhao Chuan.

Before Zhao Chuan could react, he was hurled away by a rock from the Hilichurl and knocked unconscious.

"This... Oh no, the fighting noise just now attracted the monster's attention. Let's grab everyone and get out of here quickly."

The group of men in black robes took away the equipment and people, and slunk away.

The Hilichurls did not give chase, but returned to their camp.

After falling into a coma, (Zhao Chuan) lay in the corner of the wall.

Several minutes passed, and suddenly a voice rang out.

"Phew... thankfully, it's easier to deal with than I thought..."

Paimon patted his chest and said.

"What kind of opponents have you imagined?"

Ying said helplessly, hands on her hips.

"Uh, a really, really powerful thief, or some opponents who fall from the sky and are taller than houses... something like that, hehe."

Paimon said in a joking tone.

"........."

"Look there."

Elhesen looked around and saw a very familiar spear, then pointed at it.

"Ah...that, that's...my God, how did (Zhao Chuan) end up lying here?"

Paimon floated in the direction Elhesen was pointing and saw the injured (Zhao Chuan) and exclaimed in surprise.

Ying Tingdao quickly walked up to Paimon.

He picked up (Zhao Chuan) and began to examine his injuries.

"Is he alright?"

Paimon asked worriedly.

"I don't know... I didn't bring my medicine."

Ying stroked (Zhao Chuan's) face and said with some sadness.

"Hey, here, I have some, give it to him."

Elhesen crouched down, took out a bottle of medicinal wine, and handed it to Ying.

"Thank you."

Ying hurriedly accepted the medicinal wine from Elhesen and thanked him profusely.

"Paimon, leave Ying alone for a while. You and I will go see if there are any clues."

Elheisen looked around, then at the dejected Ying, and said to Paimon.

"Ah, well... okay."

Paimon glanced at Ying holding (Zhao Chuan) on the ground, and knew something about it. After speaking, he left with Elhesen.

"Zhao Chuan, where have you been? You're covered in injuries. Say something!"

Ying quickly took off Zhao Chuan's clothes and slowly poured the medicinal wine on him. Her tears also fell on Zhao Chuan's body along with the medicinal wine.

"Zhao Chuan, thank you for staying with me for so long. Every time we encounter danger, you are the first to rush in and take the hits. You're so silly, you have so many wounds."

Ying said sadly, still touching Zhao Chuan's naked body with her hands, but then she looked at his excellent figure and suddenly blushed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take your clothes off. I had no choice. I just wanted to save you. Yes, I just wanted to save you."

Ying quickly put the clothes on (Zhao Chuan), covered her eyes, and blushed like a little girl.

"Actually, you look quite good like this..."

Ying took a breath and looked at the unconscious (Zhao Chuan) with deep affection.

"But I can't think about romance. I still need to find my brother and find out the truth about why he asked me to travel. My brother and I have endless lifespans, and I don't want to see you slowly grow old in front of me."

"Zhao Chuan... I like you, but that's all."

Ying sighed and spoke her true feelings.

After a while...

"Ying, we're back. How is Zhao Chuan?"

Paimon then flew over and inquired about (Zhao Chuan's) situation.

"It's alright, the medicine has been applied. Do you have any leads?"

Upon hearing Paimon's voice, Ying hurriedly wiped away her tears and said somewhat nervously.

"Oh, no, there aren't any clues inside. We discussed it and decided to take a look tonight."

Paimon replied.