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

At dawn, dewdrops, like glistening pearls, sprinkled across the earth. Zhao Chuan traversed the dense rainforest and arrived at the edge of the desert. At this place where the sea of ​​sand meets the rainforest, stands a "Kawan Post Station" that resembles a pearl in the desert.

On the street, Zhao Chuan watched the people who were starting to get busy. They were like a swarm of tireless bees, bringing life and vitality to the small town. He smiled and continued walking towards the desert.

As we approached the main gate, we heard a woman's shout.

"Hey, Zhao Chuan~~"

Zhao Chuan turned around and saw a woman walking towards him with a big smile, as excited as if she were seeing an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time.

"It really is you, Zhao Chuan. I thought I was seeing things."

Zhao Chuan looked at the woman who greeted him and pondered.

"It's Dixia! Haha, long time no see, your face looks much cleaner."

Zhao Chuan then remembered and joked.

"Oh, no, I'm just wearing makeup. By the way, where are you going?"

Dixia covered her face and said shyly.

"Yes, I'm planning to go to Fontaine."

Zhao Chuan pointed to the desert behind him and said.

"Hey, you're going to Fontainebleau too? I ran into Ying when I was on a mission the day before yesterday. They're heading to Fontainebleau too, saying they're going to continue their adventures. So, you're going to Fontainebleau because..."

"Dishia exclaimed in surprise."

"Oh, I see. After rescuing the Little Lucky Grass King, I went straight to defeat that false god. At that time, I obtained the Eye of God, but I returned to Liyue before I could master its power. This time, I came out because my strength has reached a bottleneck. I want to go to Fontaine to see if I can find a way to break through the bottleneck."

Zhao Chuan shook his head and then gave an explanation.

"Haha, you are also a great hero of Sumeru. Sumeru's current situation is partly due to your efforts. I invited you before. Nilu also wanted to meet you, the person who fought alongside the famous blond traveler. It's a pity you didn't come, haha."

"I can't help it," Dixia said, waving her hand helplessly.

"Haha, that's a real pity. I'll pay a visit to that admirer when I have time."

Zhao Chuan smiled, hands on his hips.

"Yes, Ying didn't look too comfortable when we mentioned you at that party, but she didn't say anything, and I didn't ask."

Dixia patted Zhao Chuan on the shoulder and said.

"Thanks for the reminder. It's getting late, I have to go."

Zhao Chuan nodded in reply.

"Well, have a nice trip."

Dixia waved goodbye to Zhao Chuan as he turned to leave.

"Okay, see you later."

Zhao Chuan raised his little hand and waved it as he spoke.

"Ding, Dixia's favorability has increased to forty;"

Nilu's affection level has increased to twenty-five.

"Keep it up, host."

The system popped up with a reminder.

"Hey, system, open the lottery wheel, try a 10-pull."

Zhao Chuan looked at the blue board, paused for a moment in confusion, and then said.

"Good host!"

Watching the roulette wheel start spinning, then stop ten times.

"Ding, congratulations host, you have drawn the winning number."

White, pepper, milk, beef.

Blue, Puppet Avatar Talisman (summons a servant to fight for you), and one Poison Avoidance Pill.

Purple, three bouquets of Flower of Destiny (gift props, add a touch of emotion.) 100,000 Mora.

Gold-tier, Intermediate Individual Clone Technique!

As soon as the system finished speaking, Zhao Chuan grabbed the blue board and shook it wildly.

"Damn it! I've been cultivating for so long and haven't made a breakthrough. It turns out the Individual Clone Technique manual you gave me wasn't complete! System, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Chuan picked up the system and shook it violently.

"Host—calm down, host—calm down and listen to me—."

The system stammered.

"Fine, I'll listen to your excuses."

Zhao Chuan put down the blue board and pretended to be angry.

"The cultivation methods and skills in the lottery are all different. Since the host has not yet chosen which type of cultivation method to practice, the system cannot provide a reasonable intermediate skill."

Before the system could even react, Zhao Chuan delivered the final blow.

"Host, it hurts!"

The system sent a crying emoji and said...

"I'd like to see what kind of martial arts techniques you have in your shopping mall."

(The choice of cultivation method depends on the awakened physique. For example, if one awakens a wind physique, one should find a cultivation method similar to wind to match; if one awakens a sword physique, then one will spend one's life with a sword. Zhao Chuan awakened the Thunder Emperor Insulator in his previous life, and his father found him a book called "The Ultimate Thunder Emperor of Doomsday," but alas~.)

"Fire element: Heat Conductor Absolute 3 points, Phoenix Heavenly Dao Absolute 5 points... Lightning element: Heavenly Dao Survival Absolute 10,000 points, Differential Cinema Absolute 20,000 points, Ink White Fantasy Absolute 100,000 points! System, you might as well rob us!"

Zhao Chuan stared wide-eyed at the dazzling array of cultivation techniques. Those expensive ones were things that were hard to come by in his world.

"Host, am I stealing? These cultivation techniques are priceless treasures on your side, so don't shout!"

The system joked.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you."

Zhao Chuan angrily put his hands on his hips and walked towards a cool cave to begin meditating and cultivating.

And so, Zhao Chuan cultivated for a day. The next day at noon, Zhao Chuan opened his eyes and had already made some progress in the initial stage of the Individual Clone Technique, and had also gained some understanding of it.

If the (individual clone technique) is at its initial stage, it can create a relatively realistic, emotionless energy body. The original body can freely change the appearance and clothing of the independent body, and this energy body must unconditionally obey the will of the original body.

Memories acquired outside will also be synchronized to the main body.

However, the only drawback is that when the energy is exhausted, the clone will dissipate, and a part of the consciousness will return to the original body. When Zhao Chuan created the boy, if he did not consume a great deal of power, he should be able to maintain it for a period of time. Now, the energy is almost depleted.

The intermediate level of the (Individual Clone Technique) perfectly compensates for this deficiency, as it can create a perfect human or divine body. However, the practitioner must pay a huge price, the specific price of which depends on their spiritual power and lifespan.

To create a body of a god of the same rank, one would need more lifespan and spiritual power.

After understanding this, Zhao Chuan thought that if he were to create a physical body for his clone, his current strength would only be enough to create a lower-level demon god at the peak of his power. Perhaps his strength would only be above Naxida and below the Thunder God.

While I was still thinking, two desert residents I didn't know walked in.

A man and a woman, dressed very lightly, their clothes barely covering their vital parts, their skin dark, clearly from prolonged sun exposure. Their muscular build instilled fear in Zhao Chuan, who stood before them, but this was only a superficial fear.

"Who are you? What are you doing on our turf?"

"That's what the woman holding the green iron ring said."

"I was just tired from walking around and was taking a rest. I apologize for any inconvenience caused!"

Not wanting to cause trouble, Zhao Chuan politely bowed in response.

"You're from Liyue, aren't you? Hahaha, all guests are welcome. You come to our territory to rest without permission and think you can leave without leaving something behind?"

The man swung his muscular arms and looked Zhao Chuan up and down, noticing that his clothes were quite valuable. He then conceived a plan to extort money from him.

“Brother, I have taken the liberty of staying here, and I should compensate you. I wonder how much you need.”

Zhao Chuan had no idea about the treacherous and cunning nature of the world. He simply thought that he only needed to pay a small accommodation fee and didn't consider the cost too much.

However, to his utter surprise, the so-called gilded troupe on the other side made outrageous demands, asking for a full 500,000 Mora right off the bat!

Although Ningguang had already given him a considerable amount of Mora support, his own savings should be enough to cover his daily expenses.

But faced with such an exorbitant accommodation fee—for just a cave!—Zhao Chuan finally realized, as if waking from a dream!

It turns out this was a blatant act of extortion!

"Brother, 500,000 Mora, please don't joke around. This is no small sum. If you are truly capable of withstanding my pressure, then I will consider it a painful lesson learned at a high price."

Zhao Chuan's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water. He suddenly straightened up, no longer displaying his previous fawning and ingratiating demeanor.

In an instant, a dense, inky white lightning surged forth like a raging tide, enveloping his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Chuan's fingers danced lightly, and mysterious and incomprehensible incantations flowed from his fingertips.

As these incantations surged, the surrounding gravity suddenly increased several times over. The two arrogant members of the gilded guild were caught off guard and their knees buckled, causing them to involuntarily kneel on the ground, their faces filled with fear and horror.

"Ah! What kind of power is this?"

The man gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with determination and resolve. With a flick of his arm, a dazzling golden light flashed, and a huge golden drill appeared out of thin air on his arm.

He gripped the drill tightly and slammed it into the ground with all his might. A deafening roar shook the entire cave. The ground trembled violently, dust billowed, and cracks began to appear in the once-solid stone walls.

The sudden tremor jolted the woman awake. She quickly regained her senses, gripped the iron ring tightly, and launched an attack on Zhao Chuan without hesitation. Each swing of her blade carried a fierce momentum, and green grass elemental spikes rained down on Zhao Chuan like a dense storm, leaving him no way to dodge.

"This is elemental power, but they don't see any divine eye in it."

Zhao Chuan brushed aside the attacking grass spikes, floated in the air, and looked at them with a puzzled expression.

"King of the Sands, grant me strength!"

The man straightened his chest and abdomen, and a triangular spatial portal appeared above his head. A lizard covered in iron armor jumped out of the portal.

"Ah, he won't listen to advice; he's stubborn and incorrigible."

Zhao Chuan shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He summoned a long spear that gleamed with a cold light from his storage ring, which appeared in his hand.

Zhao Chuan gripped his spear and swung his arm violently, causing dazzling streaks of dark white lightning to burst forth from the spear tip.

"Moray... one strike."

These bolts of lightning streaked away with incredible speed, carrying with them a powerful force.

The two men from the Gilded Brigade had no time to react before being struck by this sudden and powerful force.

They felt everything go black, and their bodies involuntarily went limp to the ground, losing consciousness.

After the lightning dissipated, the two people lying on the ground had fallen into a coma.

Electric currents still flickered across their bodies from time to time, as if telling the story of the terrifying power of the attack just now.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhao Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, let's just pretend you're ignorant. Just lie there quietly. I'm leaving."

Zhao Chuan withdrew his spiritual power and flew away. When he reached the middle, he was blocked by a powerful sandstorm, so he had to descend and walk.

Despite our fears, an accident still happened: Zhao Chuan got lost.