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

Fontaine-Helourport

"What a tall waterfall."

Zhao Chuan gazed upwards, where hundreds of meters of water cascaded down like silver ribbons, resembling crystal-clear curtains of water hanging between heaven and earth. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the waterfall was not a natural formation, but rather created by a high wall built by humans, like a giant water curtain descending from the sky.

"Alright, now I should be able to rest here for a while. After all, with Mora, I won't have to sleep on the streets anymore."

Zhao Chuan arrived at the port by boat. He watched the pedestrians nearby going about their business and enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere. However, he believed that a city that was too quiet often harbored dangers.

"Tear, my head hurts so much, this is... a new memory."

Zhao Chuan held his head and said through gritted teeth.

He was standing in a corner, and no one noticed anything unusual, even though he was in unbearable pain.

I've already started to recuperate and recover; it will be a while later.

"It seems that the clone's energy is almost exhausted, and the memories have been transmitted back," Zhao Chuan searched the memories and found.

After Zhao Chuan's clone and the Doctor returned to Zhidong, they met with the Empress. After giving some instructions, they returned to their residence and claimed that they had not come out since they went into seclusion.

When their energy was almost depleted, they were summoned by the Queen and ordered to follow their servant to retrieve the Heart of Fontaine. Although the servant was somewhat reluctant, he accepted the Queen's order after all.

After all, it was he who proposed to give Fontaine the Heart of God to her to retrieve, and he also claimed that he had a certain plan. The Empress agreed, with the only request being that the Eighth Seat be taken along.

Afterwards, the boy was given a new piece of equipment called the "Eye of Truth." It was developed by the professor and its function was similar to that of the God's Jar of Knowledge. The boy was to travel to the World Tree to record the entire history of Teyvat, as it was said that it would be useful to keep it.

After reading it, Zhao Chuan realized that Fontaine was about to be in turmoil.

After absorbing the memories, Zhao Chuan began to sense the location of his clone, and then teleported away.

On the other side, the boy stood by a hot spring in a daze, and then a stream of energy descended from the sky and landed behind him.

"You came!"

"Okay, I'm here. You get some rest, leave the rest to me."

"Humph,"

The boy chuckled dismissively, instantly transforming into a wisp of energy that flew into the hand of a figure behind him.

That figure was Zhao Chuan, who had just teleported to the boy's side.

Zhao Chuan retrieved the ring, weapon, and Evil Eye.

"Hey, since we have a mission, we can't look for Ying anymore. I wonder where you are now? Have you eaten properly?"

Zhao Chuan gripped the ring tightly in his hand, gazing at the intensely hot sunlight on the horizon. Although it was autumn, the light was still so dazzling that it made one squint.

After speaking, Zhao Chuan used his consciousness to probe his storage ring and retrieved a pure white eye mask. The moment he put it on, his originally jet-black hair instantly transformed into long, snow-white locks, and his previously light robes instantly became heavy clothing characteristic of late winter. A fire elemental eye bracelet was tied around his thigh. (Don't misunderstand, this eye was also a glass ball that Zhao Chuan made himself.)

"Alright, now that I've changed my identity, I can no longer use the power I previously displayed to the world, lest I expose myself. As for fire elemental power, I should still be able to control it; after all, I am the God of Blessings, and I have the ability to control fire."

Zhao Chuan raised his small hand and waved it. A pure fire elemental force seemed to appear out of thin air and floated around in front of Zhao Chuan.

"Alright, the clone's memories don't show where the servants went after that, but let's go to the Hearth House first."

Zhao Chuan nodded, lost in thought.

They then strolled slowly toward Fontaine City.

On the other side...

"Your Highness, the weaving of destiny is about to be completed."

"A cultist from the Abyss said."

"Oh, by the way, who came up with the curse on Stormterror?"

In a dimly lit place, "Kong" flipped through a book and spoke.

"Yes! He's my subordinate!"

The apostle spoke cautiously.

"Heh... Ah, you'd better keep a close eye on things and not mess up my plans."

"Empty" said dismissively.

Fireplace Temporary Shelter...

砰……砰……砰……

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

A young boy's voice came from inside the room.

“Your father’s colleague, the eighth seat [young man].

Zhao Chuan knocked on the door and spoke in a deep voice.

"Here I come. Please wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Chuan heard a series of crisp footsteps coming from inside the house.

Upon opening the door, he was met with a pair of clear, innocent eyes, and a small tool cap on her face as she looked at Zhao Chuan.

Zhao Chuan smiled slightly when he saw that it was a child, and took out a bottle of milk from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Little friend, what's your name? Is your father not here?"

Seeing the child hiding behind the door, refusing to take the milk from his hand, he asked in confusion.

“My name is Fimini. My father… he’s gone out on business. Uncle, is there anything I can help you with?”

Fimini replied somewhat nervously.

"It's nothing, I just came to discuss something with your father. Since she's not here, let's just forget about it."

Zhao Chuan sighed in disappointment and said helplessly.

"However, she'll be back soon, Uncle. Why don't you go inside and wait? The weather outside is unpredictable, and you might catch a cold."

At this moment, Fimini lowered his head and said softly.

"I see. Then I'll wait for her."

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Chuan stepped into the room with steady steps. His gaze was drawn to the warm and pleasant colors of the walls. These colors seemed to exude a unique charm, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.

The walls are painted in soft, harmonious colors, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere in the room. Perhaps it's a pale beige, like sunlight filtering through; or a light blue, like a refreshing sea breeze. This carefully chosen color scheme fills the room with life and energy.

Zhao Chuan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, sensing the warmth and intimacy emanating from the space. This environment allowed him to relax, as if he were in a tranquil harbor, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the outside world. Surrounded by these comforting colors, he felt confident he could better unleash his imagination and create a truly magnificent story.

"Hmm, the room is nice. I'll just sit here, you go about your business."

Zhao Chuan sat down in a chair and began to meditate and cultivate.

Meditation space...

Activate the [Individual Clone Technique].

Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless; in the beginning of the Great Dao, there was chaos and confusion. The one who created heaven and earth had no form or sky. The one who refined stones to mend the sky showed the love of a loving mother. In the darkness, when all things were born, Nuwa created humankind, thus establishing this path and benefiting all living beings.

Using the principle of "no words are needed," the same principle applies: one thing gives rise to two, two gives rise to three, three gives rise to all things; the philosopher uses his words.

The profound is the essence of virtue, the profound is the ultimate mystery, and virtue is the highest form of nobility. Those who attain the Way are as deep as the sea, while those who grasp the mystery are as shallow as a stream. Do not mistake shallowness for shallowness in the Way, nor philosophy for shallowness in learning. The depth of the Way cannot be defined by shallowness; the depth of learning cannot be measured by philosophy.

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"This technique is indeed profound and mysterious! With my current understanding of it, it will probably take a long time to master it... Not only do I need to study and comprehend its mysteries repeatedly, but I also need to explore and understand it through practice."

Zhao Chuanzhong sat cross-legged in his meditation space, his eyes slightly closed, murmuring softly.

He muttered to himself as he fell into deep thought.