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

"Just in time!"

The young master's lips curled slightly, his gaze fixed on the petals falling from the sky.

These seemingly delicate and beautiful petals actually conceal deadly dangers. From a distance, they appear as magnificent flowers gently falling, but upon closer inspection, each petal is revealed to be an extremely sharp blade.

They swept in like a raging tornado, accompanied by the sword light emanating from Zhao Chuan's hand.

Faced with such power, the young master remained calm and composed, showing no fear, but instead revealing a hint of barely perceptible joy.

He gripped the double-headed spear, which emitted a purple glow, tightly with both hands and plunged it into the ground beneath his feet.

In an instant, a powerful force rippled outwards from the young master, and a mysterious vortex of water element formed beneath his feet.

Surprisingly, the vortex did not generate any suction force; instead, a huge whale was drawn from it.

The giant whale was crystal clear, as if it were formed from pure water elements. With unparalleled pressure, it slammed down on Zhao Chuan, who was surrounded by petals.

A powerful explosion rang out, shaking the heavens and earth; this attack was enough to prove the young master's strength.

Zhao Chuan was thrown several meters away, coughing up blood and sustaining minor injuries.

"Very good, the power of the Evil Eye is indeed not to be underestimated."

Zhao Chuan gently wiped away the blood that had seeped from the corner of his mouth; it was from an injury he had sustained due to a moment of carelessness. He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and mobilized the powerful energy within him. Instantly, a mysterious light flashed in his eyes—the Eye of God began to gather power!

Just then, Zhao Chuan gripped two longswords tightly in both hands. One was a deep purple, the other a blend of green and purple, exuding a chilling aura. Without hesitation, he brandished the swords, his figure flashing like a ghost as he charged towards the young master. He knew that facing a devoted martial artist, giving it his all was the greatest respect he could show him.

With his aerial maneuver activated, Zhao Chuan's every step was filled with killing intent, and each sword strike carried a sharp, piercing aura. Zhao Chuan's speed was incredibly fast, like lightning, making him impossible for ordinary people to track. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the young master, simultaneously unleashing both swords to form a dazzling, multicolored sword net that enveloped him.

A sly glint flashed in the young master's eyes. He quickly mobilized the lightning elemental power within his body, integrating it into his own.

With a surge of electricity, the young master's speed instantly increased, darting across the battlefield like a bolt of lightning.

Faced with the young master's astonishing speed increase, Zhao Chuan did not panic.

He wielded his longsword with increasing ferocity, unleashing a barrage of sword energy that swept towards the young master like a storm. However, the young master, with the extreme speed granted by the lightning element, easily evaded these deadly attacks.

The two sides exchanged blows, locked in fierce combat. Their figures flashed across the ground, sometimes leaping into the air for a breathtaking duel; other times they plunged into the water, creating huge splashes and shockwaves. Each clash was accompanied by deafening explosions, as if the whole world was shaken by their battle.

The two figures moved elusively like ghosts, making them difficult to grasp.

They would sometimes entangle closely, engaging in close combat and refusing to yield to each other; at other times, they would suddenly separate at lightning speed, seeking the next opportunity to attack.

Even the afterimages behind them gradually lost their ability to keep up with this astonishing pace.

Zhao Chuan returned to the ground, with the young master following closely behind.

"Not bad, but I only used two-thirds of my power. The outcome is already decided, young master, please stop."

Zhao Chuan gripped his sword, pointed it at the young master, and said with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Hahaha, how could you not know? I only used two-thirds of my power."

The young master's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. Although he wore a mask, the smile was clearly conveyed through it, as warm as the spring sun.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master quickly put his weapon into his pocket, then clenched his fists tightly and crossed them in front of his chest.

In an instant, Zhao Chuan witnessed the scene from the Evil Eye—purple water elements appeared within the young master's body, surging forth like a tide and gathering throughout his entire body.

Immediately afterwards, this powerful energy swept over the young master's entire body like a whirlwind. His hands and torso were gradually covered by a layer of hard machinery, these mechanical parts tightly connected as if they were one. At the same time, a dark cloak quietly appeared on the young master's shoulders, fluttering gently in the breeze, adding to his mysterious and unpredictable aura.

Along with this series of changes, an unparalleled and powerful pressure suddenly erupted from the young master. This pressure was like Mount Tai crushing an egg, making the surrounding air heavy and as if time itself had frozen. Everyone felt this terrifying pressure and couldn't help but change their expressions, gaining a new understanding of the young master's strength.

"Young master, are you out of your mind? Don't you know the dangers of the Evil Eye?"

Zhao Chuan shouted hoarsely for the young master, trying to make him stop.

However, at this moment, the young master's obsession with martial arts was burning like a raging fire, which could not be extinguished by any force.

His eyes, hidden beneath the mask, revealed a resolute and determined look, as if only victory could satisfy his deep-seated desire for martial arts.

The young master was completely focused on his goal, seemingly oblivious to all external distractions. His steps were firm and powerful, each one imbued with an unwavering belief in victory. At this moment, he had devoted himself entirely to this duel with martial arts, determined not to give up until he achieved his objective.

"Damn it, I'm speechless. This is just a friendly spar, not a life-or-death struggle."

Zhao Chuan dodged the young master's attack and shouted, then threw the purple illusion sword at the young master. He then manipulated the other three flying swords with his fingers, and they attacked the young master together.

The three phantom swords, formed from elemental energy, are green, blue, and red, representing the elements of lightning and grass, lightning and water, and lightning and fire, respectively. An explosion would trigger even more powerful damage, including primal intensification, electrical conductivity issues, and overload.

After an even more powerful explosion, the young master's mecha had dissipated, and Zhao Chuan also descended from the sky. He looked at the young master, who was lying on the ground coughing, with admiration.

"How are you?"

Zhao Chuan sat down next to him, looked at the starry sky, and asked him a question.

"Thankfully, I won't die."

The young master coughed lightly and said.

Why are you so obsessed with power?

Zhao Chuan asked, puzzled.

"Because I need to become stronger, I need to find opponents stronger than me. That's why I joined the Fatui. Perhaps my colleagues have other ideas, but I have my own. I think that as long as I become strong enough, my master will definitely come to see me again."

The young master looked at the twinkling stars in the distance and said.

"No matter how much you want to become stronger, you have to consider the consequences. If you use such a dangerous evil eye without considering the consequences, how many years of your life do you have left to waste?"

Zhao Chuan accused.

"Haha, are you worried about me? No one has ever cared about me like this before. Thank you. Today's battle was really exhilarating. It's getting late, I have to go back."

The young master stood up and stretched his limbs, then said...

"Wait, this is for you."

Zhao Chuan took out a pill from his storage ring and handed it to the young master.

"this is……"

The young master asked in confusion.

"As for the effects of Yishou Dan, you'll experience it for yourself once you try it. It can replenish the nutrients your body is lacking."

Zhao Chuan explained.

"It's so valuable, alright, I'll accept it."

The young master did not refuse and carefully wrapped up the pills to accept them.

Where do you plan to go next?

Seeing that the young master was about to leave, Zhao Chuan called out to him.

"Me? Once I'm done with work here, I'll go back to Zhidong and ask the Queen for leave. I heard Fontaine is quite beautiful, so I'm going there for a vacation! What about you?"

The young master turned around and said.

"I'll stay in Liyue Harbor for a while longer, and then I'll go to Fontaine for some fun."

Zhao Chuan shook his head and said.

"Alright, then we'll see how fate brings us together. See you in Fontaine."

"Well, goodbye Fontaine!"