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

In the early morning, sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows. A gentle breeze carries a hint of coolness, and morning dew slides off the leaves, dripping onto the lush green grass with a crisp sound.

Below a cliff on Cuijue Slope, a small tent stands quietly.

Two women sat in front of the tent, their eyes fixed on a huge fissure a dozen meters away, their expressions filled with endless worry and fear. The fissure was bottomless, like a gaping, menacing maw of the earth, sending chills down one's spine.

The two women had been waiting here for two whole days, and today was the third. Their faces were haggard, their eyes bloodshot, but they showed no sign of leaving. Their hearts were filled with worry and concern for someone—Zhao Chuan, who had been missing since trying to save them from danger.

Time ticked by, the sun rose higher, and the temperature gradually warmed. However, the two women's hearts grew heavier. They exchanged anxious glances, silently praying for a miracle. Every gust of wind made their hearts race, afraid of missing any news about that person.

"Should we keep waiting? What if he..."

Finally, one of the women couldn't help but break the silence, her voice trembling and tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, just wait and see. He'll be alright!"

Another woman firmly grasped her hand and looked at Gan Yu with unwavering eyes.

Just then, a faint cry for help came from deep within the crevice. The two women instantly became excited; their eyes widened, and their ears perked up, listening intently. Yes, it was his voice!

"He's alive! We have to go save him!"

Ningguang shouted excitedly, despite her exhaustion.

The two quickly got up and ran towards the crack. Although they were still afraid, their concern for Zhao Chuan overcame everything.

"Ahem, what's going on here?"

Zhao Chuan lay beside the crack, watching Ning Guang and Gan Yu run over. His face was pale. Gan Yu was alright, but he could still tell she was very weak. He asked.

At that moment, Wendy appeared, and simultaneously, the rift quietly closed. Ningguang, no longer caring whether there were strangers beside her, rushed into Zhao Chuan's arms like a weary bird returning to its nest. Tears streamed freely from her eyes like a burst dam.

At this moment, apart from Ningguang's cries, all was quiet. Zhao Chuan held her, gently patted her back, and channeled some spiritual energy into her. Nourished by the energy, Ningguang fell asleep in Zhao Chuan's arms.

After that, everyone went into the tent and started chatting.

"Mr. Wendy, it's been a long time."

Gan Yu greeted Wendy gracefully.

"Oh, Miss Gan Yu, what's going on here...?"

Wendy asked the question knowing the answer already.

"It's a long story..."

So Gan Yu told Wendy what had happened a few days ago.

"Wendy, can you tell what that is?"

Zhao Chuan said helplessly.

"Overall, it's a curse, but the black mist and liquid are more like the black mud in the Abyss of Layered Rocks. I guess it might be a stitched-together object."

Wendy pondered.

"We've figured out how to clear the black mud from the Layered Rock Abyss, but why can't we dispel the black mist in this secret realm?"

Gan Yu asked, also puzzled.

"I have a strange familiarity with this power. I encountered it in Mondstadt; it was the 'Dragon Durin,' which attacked Mondstadt before being defeated by Dvalin. Unfortunately, Dvalin, known as the Guardian of the Four Winds, was also stopped by Durin and lost his mind. Fortunately, he has been eliminated, but this matter is inextricably linked to the Abyss Order."

Wendy shook her head and said.

"In other words, the Abyss Order extracted some of the curse from Dvalin's body and then mixed it with the black mud from the Layered Rock Abyss to create a new curse."

After listening to Wendy's explanation, Zhao Chuan made a connection.

"Maybe, who knows? Okay, I'm not talking anymore, I need to go back to Mondstadt for a drink."

Wendy stood up, stretched, and said.

"Okay, thank you, Wendy. I'll treat you to a drink when I come to Mondstadt sometime."

Zhao Chuan waved his hand and said.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to invite me in Mondstadt."

After saying that, it turned into a gentle breeze and drifted away.

“Miss Gan Yu, so after I saw you out, you stayed here without leaving.”

Zhao Chuan looked at Gan Yu and questioned her.

"Yes, we were at a loss at the time. It seemed like our consciousness was attacked, and we almost lost it. If you hadn't teleported away so quickly, we probably would have... So we were very worried about you, and I was very worried about you too!"

Gan Yu lowered her head, feeling a little sad and upset. She secretly vowed that after this was over, she would ask Qi Xing for leave to return to Xiao Shangxian's place to continue her cultivation and try not to hold him back anymore.

"Then you stayed here for three days without food or water."

Zhao Chuan stroked Ningguang's flowing hair tenderly as he spoke.

"um, yes."

Gan Yu didn't know what to say, after all, the situation at the time was too frightening.

"Forget it, now that the black energy has been destroyed and the crisis is over, we can deal with the Abyss Order later."

Zhao Chuan waved his hand to indicate that it was fine, and then teleported back to Qunyu Pavilion.

After settling Ningguang in, Zhao Chuan returned to his room and began cultivating.

Gan Yu also took leave to go to Wanshu Inn to find Xiao.

Jiang Li also awakened the skill of the Eye of God under the guidance of Grandma Ping.

These days continue.

"Zhao Chuan... Zhao Chuan, please don't..."

Ningguang woke up from the nightmare with a start, her complexion returned to normal, but she seemed dazed.

"What's wrong!."

Zhao Chuan pushed the door open and came in, saying.

Before Zhao Chuan could react, Ning Guang hugged him tightly. Her full, balloon-like breasts slammed into his chest, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"I thought you... I'm so glad you're back! You scared me to death!"

Despite having already cried once, tears still streamed down her face. She had originally intended to resolve that thorny issue together, but in the end, she still owed Zhao Chuan a favor, one she feared would be difficult to repay. Ningguang thought that perhaps offering herself in marriage was the best solution.

"Ningguang, it's evening. Let's eat first. After dinner, you can hug me for as long as you want, okay?"

Zhao Chuan patted Ningguang on the back and said.

"Hmph, who wants you to hug me? I'm going to eat."

Ningguang broke free from Zhao Chuan's embrace and said.

Watching her leave, Zhao Chuan thought to himself, Ningguang isn't as aloof as the legends say, a mature woman who only loves Mora and considers the big picture. Although she has Pang Bo's ambition, I will support her. However, it seems that the rich man among the Fatui Enforcers is the same, but his methods are more insidious. I must be wary and make sure he doesn't harm Lady Ningguang.

"Ding, system notification: The host has completed a hidden mission and obtained the achievement (Willingly). Mission rewards: 10 million Mora, 5,000 points. Achievement rewards: +100 Elemental Affinity, +10 Lottery Tickets, and one random item trial card."

At this moment, the system popped up a reminder.

Looking at the blue board and hearing the beautiful voice.

"Hey, system, you've given out such a huge reward this time, and you didn't keep it all for yourself."

Zhao Chuan joked.

"Do you want it or not? If not, I'll take it back."

The system said solemnly.

"Hehe, yes, yes, yes!"

Zhao Chuan put on a smile and said.

"Ding, you have been added to the system space. This system is going to sleep now. Don't disturb me unless necessary."

The system finished speaking and then ran away.

"Huh? How come the system can just sit idly by?"

Zhao Chuan looked completely bewildered.

After having dinner with Ningguang, Ningguang went to attend to his business. He had missed two or three days of official business recently. Zhao Chuan also said that he had to go to the Beiguo Bank, saying that he had something to do.

Following the directions, Zhao Chuan arrived near the entrance of the Northern Bank. He found a secluded spot, took out a mask covering the upper half of his face from his storage ring, and put it on. At that moment, his hair, which was originally half black, turned completely white. His robe changed from black and white to pure black, and he donned a cloak with a unique pattern, before walking towards the Northern Bank.

“Who…”

A Fool soldier at the entrance stepped forward to stop them and asked questions. He was wearing a mask and looked suspicious, so it was inevitable that people would be suspicious.

"The eighth seat of the Fools' Executive, 'Young Man,' you dare?"

Zhao Chuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he stared intently at the soldier in front of him.

"Young...young...years."

The soldier was so frightened by Zhao Chuan's murderous look that he dared not speak and stammered out his reply.

"Step aside…"

Zhao Chuan released the pressure and walked into the Northern Bank while the soldiers were still confused.

"Manager, come out here. Where is the young master?"

After entering, Zhao Chuan immediately appeared at the counter and said...

"What business does this gentleman have with our executive officer? Tell me, and I can help you resolve it."

The manager, a man of the world, spoke calmly, unaware that the young man before him was also an executive officer.

"Who is it? It's so late at night, aren't you asleep?"

At this moment, the young master also came down from the second floor and said.

"It seems like your work is going quite well."

Zhao Chuan teased the young master who came down in his pajamas.

“Young man, I heard you were in seclusion during the winter solstice. When did you get here?”

The young master asked in confusion, "According to what you said, Zhao Chuan was in seclusion during the winter. If he suddenly came here, he must have set off several days ago. If that's the case, he would have come out of seclusion a few days ago, and the news should have spread very quickly. But he suddenly appeared."

Zhao Chuan didn't explain anything. He simply raised his hand, and an arc of electricity struck the ground, forming a Tai Chi diagram. In the blink of an eye, he and the young master arrived in a dark wilderness.

"Wow, your abilities are amazing. You've managed to go so far in the blink of an eye."

The young master was shocked, and Zhao Chuan proved it with his actions.

"By the way, you're so amazing. You must be very strong too. How about we have a match? I've wanted to spar with you for a long time, but Her Majesty the Empress gave you a mission, so I haven't had the chance yet. What do you think, young man?"

The boy took out his bow and arrow and said.

Are you sure you don't want to change your clothes?

Zhao Chuan pointed to the young master's pajamas and said.

"It's nothing, just clothes. They won't interfere with our fight."

The young master tugged at his clothes and said.

"Alright, let me see your strength."

Zhao Chuan summoned his spear, and a jet of inky white electricity ripped through the night sky.

"Alright, I don't ask for anything, I just want to fight this battle to my heart's content. That's why I joined the Fatui. With this identity, there are many challenges. I don't know why you joined, young man, but I'm not curious."

The young master laughed, quickly drew his bow, and several arrows flew towards Zhao Chuan.

Zhao Chuan gripped his spear, wielding it like a whirlwind. The spear tip crackled with inky white lightning, each swing carrying a sharp, aggressive force. His movements were swift and agile, as if he and the spear were one. Suddenly, he spun around, the spear arcing through the air, striking the oncoming arrow with deadly accuracy.

Surprisingly, when Zhao Chuan successfully knocked the arrow down, he suddenly felt his spear tremble slightly! This unusual vibration startled him, and he was utterly astonished by the power of the arrow the young master had fired. Ordinary arrows couldn't possibly have such an effect on his incredibly sturdy spear, which was crafted from rare materials. Yet now, it was visibly shaking because of the young master's arrow!

"Has the young master's strength become this formidable? The arrows he wields possess such power that even my spear struggles to withstand their impact. It seems I must be even more cautious in the upcoming battle..."

Zhao Chuan stared at the spear in his hand, pondering to himself.

With that thought in mind, Zhao Chuan gripped his spear tightly, focusing intently on preparing for the next wave of attacks.

"Good, well done. Let's see if we can catch these arrows."

The young master continued to gather his strength, and fired several arrows imbued with water elemental power at lightning speed. Then, he spun the bow and arrows in his hand and disappeared, leaving behind two short swords formed from water elemental power in his hand.

"Ink Thunder Strike, Thunder Shadow—Flash."

Zhao Chuan wielded his spear with incredible speed, leaving afterimages as it swept across the void like a whirlwind, seemingly tearing it apart. In an instant, a deep white lightning blade shot out, cleaving through the air and shattering the swarm of arrows with lightning speed. The lightning blade continued its trajectory, hurtling straight towards the young master's waist.

"Well done."

The young master's eyes narrowed, but his movements were swift. He rapidly swung his arms, gripping his twin blades tightly, and slashed fiercely at the lightning blade! At this moment, Zhao Chuan naturally couldn't sit idly by and let the young master expose an opening without doing anything—in the blink of an eye, only the afterimage of a spear remained in place, while he himself had already appeared behind the young master like a ghost!

"What!"

The young master was astonished, but before he could react, Zhao Chuan launched an attack as swiftly as the wind, a fierce sweeping strike suddenly coming.

At the critical moment of life and death, suddenly, a dazzling purple lightning bolt ripped through the sky, striking Zhao Chuan with earth-shattering force. In an instant, a deafening roar was heard, and billowing black smoke rose from the ground, instantly turning the once solid earth into a scorched black, as if a terrible catastrophe had occurred.

However, Zhao Chuan was not defeated by this terrifying attack. He flashed forward, unleashing his own technique—Thunder Shadow: Blink. Using the power of lightning, he instantly moved several feet away at astonishing speed, successfully avoiding the deadly purple lightning bolt unleashed by the young master.

"This is the power of the Evil Eye..."

Zhao Chuan looked at the scorched earth on the ground in surprise.

"That was great, let's do it again!"

The young master's lips curled into a mysterious smile. He gently reached out and slowly placed the exquisite and enigmatic mask above his head onto his face. In an instant, the young master's entire body emitted a dazzling purple light, as if he had merged with the surrounding space.

His once loose pajamas were now tightly bound by streaks of purple lightning, flashing with a chilling light. These purple lightning bolts, like nimble snakes, roamed across the young master's body, making him look like a god descended from the heavens to the mortal realm.

Immediately afterwards, the young master gripped the two swords that were originally separated with both hands, and they gradually transformed into a huge and powerful double-headed spear!

The young master gripped his spear and took a sudden step forward, causing the ground to tremble. The next moment, he hurtled towards Zhao Chuan like a shooting star streaking across the sky, his speed astonishing. Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, and even the sky itself seemed to be affected by his power.

"Looks like I need to get serious."

Zhao Chuan thought to himself.

He gripped the spear tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing an unprecedented solemnity.

Just moments ago, he had witnessed the astonishing strength displayed by the young master, which made him realize that the person before him was definitely not to be underestimated.

Therefore, Zhao Chuan decided to put aside his contempt and go all out in this battle. He quickly retrieved his spear and used the powerful spiritual energy within him to form a sharp sword that gleamed with cold light, which he held horizontally in front of his chest.

At the same time, a gentle breeze swept by, and petals began to fall behind him, dancing lightly like snowflakes.

"A fleeting moment!"

Zhao Chuan took a deep breath and uttered a soft shout:

Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm, and the sword formed from spiritual energy instantly transformed into a sharp sword light, carrying countless fluttering petals, rushing towards the young master like a fierce whirlwind. In an instant, the entire space was enveloped in colorful petals, creating a magnificent and beautiful scene.

However, behind this seemingly beautiful scene lies endless danger. The petals, as if possessing a life of their own, cling tightly to the sword, making this attack even more powerful than before. Faced with such a ferocious offensive, how will the young master respond?