Genshin Impact: The Sage's Disciple Doesn't Want Fame

Ji Ming's eyes were wandering, and he was then given a slap by the shy Xiangling. The little cook said angrily, "Ah Ming, where are you looking!"

Touching his head where he had been hit, Ji Ming took a small hat from Xiang Ling's bag and put it on her head, covering her ears with the cloth on the sides of the hat.

The lotus buds are just beginning to emerge, but that's alright. Xiangling is still a little girl, and she'll continue to grow up in the future... right?

Xiangling crossed her arms and glanced sideways, saying, "Ah Ming has ulterior motives, doesn't he?"

Ji Ming smiled: "No, you're just imagining things."

Whether he had good intentions or not, Xiangling wasn't too worried since A-Ming was her childhood sweetheart.

My only concern is that Amin might prefer women who are a bit fuller-figured?

Xiangling bit her lower lip. She first glanced at Ji Ming walking ahead, then looked at her small chest, which was only slightly heaving, and her eyes suddenly looked a little aggrieved.

The big is evil, the small is justice!

Xiangling looked aggrieved, wondering if she should drink more papaya milk in the future...

Ji Ming didn't even turn his head: "Don't worry, daughters always take after their mothers. According to genetic analysis, when Xiangling grows up, she will definitely have a good figure like your mother."

Xiangling was even more disappointed: "Big liar."

Ji Ming looked completely bewildered: "What now?"

My father and mother were childhood sweethearts. There are photos of them together when they were young. When my mother was fifteen, she already had a better figure than she does now.

Xiangling is now seventeen years old, but she is still just beginning to show her potential, and her chances are slim.

"Don't be sad. Small things are justice. Xiangling is cute and righteous, isn't she?"

"Is Ah Tao righteous?"

Ji Ming replied matter-of-factly, "Of course it's just. Hu Tao is a saint of our time."

Xiangling pressed on, "And what about Lord Ganyu?"

Ji Ming fell silent: "Senior Sister Gan Yu is a super villain, not righteous at all."

Waaah, Ji Ming really does like big things.

Xiangling puffed out her cheeks: "Amin, I want to be a big bad guy too."

Ji Ming fell silent for a moment longer: "Xiangling, we don't have the potential to be big villains, so let's not force it. It's good to be a saint like Hu Tao."

"But Amin doesn't like saints."

"Who says I don't like her? I like Xiangling the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ming heard a "poof" sound behind him, which sounded like the kettle boiling.

Turning around, I saw Xiangling's face was flushed red, and tears were streaming down her face. She covered her face and complained, "I didn't ask A-Ming if he liked me or not."

Oh no, I've been too direct with Hu Tao and for a moment forgotten how I interact with Xiang Ling. It's best to be more subtle when dealing with the little cook.

However, since they've been childhood friends, there's no need for them to be subtle in their communication. If they like someone, they like them; if they don't, they don't...

Sorry, but there's no "dislike" option between childhood sweethearts. They've grown up together since they were little, and the only choice is to go all the way to a happy ending.

Ji Ming gently stroked his forehead. The cold winter wind blew in his face, ruffling his hair, just like that brief kiss that day, which had stirred his heart.

Xiangling lowered her head, not daring to look up. She tentatively reached out her small hand and gently pinched the hem of Ji Ming's long robe, following the young man step by step.

Will it be like this when I was a child, like this when I grew up, and like this when I get old?

Xiangling's neck flushed red, steam rising from it, and she parted her lips slightly: "Aming, I like you..."

Ji Ming didn't dare to look back, slowed his pace and continued forward, his palms were already sweating, and an uncontrollable smile was on his face.

Ahead lay a wide-open field with a clear path.

Chapter 125 The True Bordered Yellow Banner of Liyue Harbor

"Amin, there's a dragon in the sky?!"

Hearing Xiangling's exclamation, Ji Ming remained calm, wiping the drool from the little cook's mouth and reassuring her, "Don't rush, it's not time to take the dragon meat yet."

Xiangling was very obedient. Although she couldn't contain her excitement, she nodded and said, "Yes, Mondstadt should be just ahead, right?"

Ji Ming looked up: "That's right. We can see the walls of Mondstadt from here, but it's still quite far away. We can consider finding a place to stay for the night and we'll be able to reach Mondstadt tomorrow."

For Ji Ming, a long journey was nothing, but for Xiang Ling, it was much more difficult, with fatigue being the most pressing issue.

Having a little cook along the way would be nice, but they would be traveling through wind and rain, and Ji Ming and Xiang Ling are ultimately of the opposite sex. Even childhood sweethearts cannot ignore the difference in gender.

Xiangling is very clean and gets upset when she can't find a place to wash herself. Fortunately, there is some snow in the forest that hasn't melted, so Ji Ming goes out to collect some, and then the little cook boils it with fire element.

As for sleeping, that wasn't a big problem. The two of them had been sleeping on the same blanket for the past month. Sometimes, the little cook would even snuggle into Ji Ming's arms, though it was unclear whether she was pretending to be asleep.

Anyway, Ji Ming was pretending to be asleep the whole time.

In any case, Xiangling is a seventeen-year-old girl, and Ji Ming certainly doesn't want her to force herself. Fortunately, the hard times are about to end, as long as they can hold on for one more night.

"Xiangling, you set up camp here first, I'll go find some firewood and ingredients nearby."

"Okay, be careful!"

Speaking of firewood, it's been getting harder and harder to find lately. There have been several heavy snowfalls in December, and the snowstorms seem to have intensified, especially after the two of them entered Mondstadt.

Don't worry about ingredients. Mondstadt is rich in mushrooms, and there are plenty even in winter, though they are buried in the snow. You'll need to be patient when looking for them.

There are also many hibernating wild boars, which can be found with a little scouting using wind element. Now, Ji Ming's scouting range can cover most of Mondstadt.

If he wanted, Ji Ming could even detect Rosalyn at the Goethe Hotel.

Yes, I'm taking a shower. Don't look.

Ji Ming bent down and continued picking mushrooms as if nothing had happened, while casually spotting a wild boar that had run out to forage for food.

Lowering his center of gravity, Ji Ming summoned the Trial Moonlit Sword, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, almost without aiming, releasing the string by feel, and the arrow whistled through the air, hitting its target squarely.

Indeed, hunting is a better way to hone archery skills.

"Travelers, we're so lucky! We've actually found a wild boar that nobody wanted!"

Ji Ming slowly typed a question mark, then quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Hey, this is my prey. Didn't you see there's an arrow stuck in it?"

The blonde girl turned around, next to a short, humanoid floating object that looked rather cute.

No, what kind of combination is this?

The floating object glanced at the longbow in Ji Ming's hand and immediately panicked: "Hey, hey, hey? I'm so sorry, we didn't hear any noise just now, we thought it was something the hunters had left behind."

After taking a quick look at the strange group in front of him, Ji Ming softened his tone: "It's alright, are you travelers?"

"Strictly speaking, she is the traveler, and I am just her tour guide."

The floating object shook its fingers and grinned foolishly, "Hello, her name is Ying, and mine is Paimon."

Ying blinked: "Hello, do you know any gods who have big breasts, long hair, and a blank expression?"

Paimon panicked again: "Hey, hey, hey, don't reveal your identity! This gentleman looks like an ordinary person, how could he possibly know a god?"

How dare you! Standing before you is the close friend of Barbatos, the Anemo Archon of Mondstadt, the adopted son of Balzeb, the Thunder Archon of Inazuma, and the successor of Morax, the Geo Archon of Liyue. How can you call him an ordinary person?

So, is the blonde girl talking about a terrible movie? Big breasts, long hair, expressionless face—this looks like a classic terrible movie, right?

These two are acting suspiciously. They dared to run around during the Mondstadt scourge, and they started asking about the gods as soon as they met. Could they be spies for someone?

Ji Ming remained calm and smiled, "My name is Ji Ming, Ji as in the four seasons, and Ming as in the sun and moon. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Eh, someone from Liyue?"

"Yes, could it be that you are too?"

Paimon tapped his finger: "No, Ying isn't from Teyvat... Ji Ming, you're not scared by this, are you?"

Ji Ming found it somewhat amusing: "Why are you so frightened? By the way, why is this Miss Ying inquiring about the gods?"

Ying said earnestly, "Because He separated me from my brother, I must find Him and find out where my brother is!"

What does your brother look like?

Ying: "Yellow Hair."

Ji Ming: "?"

Alright, this girl seems a bit silly, let's not meddle in her affairs. Xiangling is waiting for him to come back.

Ji Ming picked up the wild boar and carried it on his back, then said goodbye: "I wish Miss Zhu Ying a speedy recovery in finding her blood relatives. I'll be going now."

After saying that, Ji Ming turned and left.

After walking for a short while, Ji Ming suddenly stopped, a barely noticeable vein popping out on his forehead. He turned back and smiled, "What are you two doing following me?"

Ying tilted her head and said, "Because Ji Ming has food."

Paimon quickly added, "We've been out of food for a long time, but we only met Mr. Ji Ming, so we have no choice but to follow you."

"Even the landlords don't have surplus grain."

Paimon wore a troubled smile, his stomach rumbling as he clutched it, his eyes gleaming with greed; he looked like a little glutton.

Ying was different; she didn't crave food as much, but when she heard Ji Ming's words, her eyes clearly shone with affection and excitement.

Ji Ming is definitely a traveler, just like her.