I'm in Genshin Impact, and I started by teaming up with Luna.

However, just as Wu Qiu thought he was about to be killed with a single blow, a figure swiftly appeared behind the charging Hilichurl.

My eyes lit up immediately. Although Ying was clearly not in good condition, her resolute gaze and incredibly cool movements filled Wu Qiu with hope for life once again.

Ying descended diagonally from above with a flying kick, striking the charging Hilichurl directly in the back of the neck where the crossbow bolt hadn't yet been pulled out.

Then, with a soft "plop!" sound, the charging Hilichurl's entire body stiffened, and its grip on Wu Qiu's hand loosened.

His body began to tremble violently. He covered his neck with his hands in a last-ditch effort to survive, but it was clearly futile.

With a thud, the charging Hilichurl fell to the ground, lifeless. Wu Qiu leaped up and pounced at Ying's feet, crying, "Sister Ying!"

He grabbed her leg and said, "Sister Ying, thank goodness you were here. I was so scared just now (*)."

In the past, Ying would definitely have been disgusted and pushed me away. But not today; I clung to her leg and wasn't pushed away.

Something was strange. I looked up and saw that Ying was almost unsteady on her feet. She was clutching the wound on her right shoulder with her left hand, and her face was pale.

"Sister Ying!" I quickly stood up and helped her up. "Sister Ying! Are you alright, Sister Ying? You can't be hurt, sob sob X﹏X, what would I do if you were gone (sobs) ·()

Ying finally couldn't hold back any longer and covered Wu Qiu's mouth with her hand. "Little Qiu, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."

He even managed a forced smile as he spoke. Wu Qiu, however, remained worried, "How could you be alright? Look at your injuries."

As he spoke, Wu Qiu gently touched Ying's burn wound.

"Uh..." Ying slapped Wu Qiu's hand away. At the same time, as if she had regained some of her strength, she pinched the back of Wu Qiu's hand and said in a low voice, "Don't touch it."

Wu Qiu winced in pain, and with Ying's reminder, he actually let go of her hands and raised them above his head, saying, "I won't touch it, I won't touch it."

Ying, who had been leaning on Wu Qiu's shoulder, stumbled and nearly fell. Luckily, she reacted quickly and steadied herself, then turned and glared at Wu Qiu, "Wu Qiu! You did that on purpose, didn't you!"

"I...I...I...I...I...I..."

Wu Qiu stammered. But Ying wasn't angry; she just waved her hand helplessly and sat down on the spot.

Wu Qiu also squatted down and looked at her curiously, saying, "Sister Ying, why don't you meditate for a while and cultivate to recover your internal energy?"

Ying turned her head and looked at Wu Qiu with an expression that said, "You're an idiot." Wu Qiu knew he had misunderstood as soon as he saw that look.

"Damn, so you can't meditate and cultivate? I was just fantasizing that this world was a place where you could cultivate immortality."

Wu Qiu wasn't giving up. After all, what was going on with that demon god and the seven gods? How could they be so strong if they couldn't cultivate immortality?

So Wu Qiu asked Ying, "Sister Ying, you said you are so strong, is there some kind of cultivation technique or something that allows you to use the internal energy?"

Wu Qiu's eyes were full of hope. Ying's eyes twitched, and she turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Obviously, I was overthinking it again.

Chapter Thirteen: Old Deng, You're Really Ruthless

"Why am I so weak? Why? Why? Why..."

Ying was going crazy; all she wanted was some peace and quiet. Then Wu Qiu, that little brat, started circling around her, muttering to himself as he did so.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Ying covered her face and said, "It's because you're overthinking it."

"Hmm! Overthinking? Why does overthinking make me weak? Is it because my thoughts are too far-reaching, causing my strength to fall behind?"

Wu Qiu thought this way and felt it made a lot of sense. Ying immediately shattered his fantasy, "How can you become stronger if you waste your time on such unrealistic things?"

As she spoke, she looked at Wu Qiu and said, "If you want to become stronger, you need to feel the elemental power of this world and then strengthen yourself."

"Oh! But isn't this still cultivating immortality?" Wu Qiu said disdainfully. After all that talk, isn't it still just cultivation?

Ying poked Wu Qiu's forehead hard with her finger. "No, to become stronger, you need to constantly train yourself or learn in actual combat. Elemental power is just an aid to help you break through your limits."

"Do you think it's like the Douluo Continent and Battle Through the Heavens, where you just need to meditate to become stronger? Besides, even the kind of cultivation you mentioned, don't they still need to go through grueling training?"

"And you, all you think about is meditating, and then an old man will help you become stronger and soar to the sky. How can you become stronger with such thoughts?"

Ying gave Wu Qiu a lecture. Wu Qiu listened and felt it made a lot of sense, then he smiled and said, "If that's how it is, then I won't get stronger. With you protecting me, Sister Ying, don't worry!"

Ying was utterly speechless and waved her hand, indicating that he could do as he pleased. Wu Qiu, though saying he didn't want to become stronger, still sat on the ground to try and sense the so-called elements.

Half an hour passed just like that. Wu Qiu never expected that he could actually meditate for half an hour.

Even Ying, who had recovered a lot after resting, was drawn in by Wu Qiu's serious demeanor.

Wu Qiu's expression turned solemn. He could feel the legendary elemental power entering his body through every pore.

It was itchy, but very comfortable, and soon they began to gather in his lower abdomen. Wu Qiu was so excited, "Could it be that I'm about to form a golden core? Hahaha, I really am a genius, starting with a golden core right away."

Seeing the elements gathering in increasing numbers, Wu Qiu couldn't help but exclaim, "It's coming! It's coming! It's coming!!!"

Ying was also somewhat excited, looking at Wu Qiu with disbelief, "Could it really be that one can become stronger just by meditating? Is he about to usher in a new era?!"

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Um, wait a minute...did I just fart?

Exactly, I was practicing for half an hour just now, shouting "Coming! Coming!" and then... a fart came...

What the hell did I train for in those half hour? And after I finished, I didn't feel stronger at all; in fact, I felt weak.

Ying was stunned, then naturally took a step back. But I couldn't accept it. I refused to believe that my half-hour's work was nothing.

So I continued. This time it was much faster, finished in two minutes, and then—pfft!

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"Again!"

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"Again!!"

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"Again……"

pfft—

I stopped, because this time it wasn't a fart. To be precise, it wasn't just a fart...

Guess what else is there? It's yellow. See if you can guess. Of course, it might not necessarily be yellow, since I haven't detoxified for the past few days, so I don't know what color it is.

I became withdrawn... I knelt on the ground and cried for a while.

"Damn it, these are my brand new pants."

Ying pinched her nose; she had already run quite a distance. She stepped forward and patted Wu Qiu on the shoulder. "Little Qiu, it's alright. I'll protect you from now on, don't worry."

Wu Qiu nodded, looking at Ying with such emotion that he wanted to hug her. But Ying displayed even greater speed than during the battle, instantly appearing far away.

"Xiao Qiuzi, you should go and clean up first. I'll go see where the grain is."

He left after saying that. Wu Qiu felt hurt, but there was nothing he could do, since he did smell bad.

Entering the Hilichurl camp, Ying kicked open the door of the largest house. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the house was full of bags.

If I'm not mistaken, that should be the grain that was stolen from Xiaolin Village. Wu Qiu then went to another, more dilapidated wooden house.

The houses built by the Hilichurls are similar to those in the game, but even better. There are only three houses here.

Wu Qiujin's place contains several water tanks, which are probably used by the Hilichurls to store purified water.

Without feeling any regret, Wu Qiu jumped directly into one of the water tanks and rinsed himself in it.

He then went to another water vat and took a good bath in it. When he came out, Wu Qiu was once again almost naked.

Seeing a coarse cloth spread out beside him, Wu Qiu picked it up and wrapped it around himself. At that moment, Wu Qiu noticed that a lot of people seemed to have arrived outside.

Peeking out, Wu Qiu saw that it was the village chief of Xiaolin Village leading a group of people. They were carrying weapons, clearly intending to fight the Hilichurls.

However, this was clearly unnecessary, as Ying had already spoken with the village chief and informed them that the grain was all there and intact.

Look at the villagers, one by one, thanking Ying for her great kindness. Wu Qiu, with his neck stiff, shouted outside, "Hey! Stop chatting! Quickly bring me some clothes! I'm still naked!!!"

This sound finally made the villagers realize that there was a Wu Qiu. They immediately sent someone to bring Wu Qiu a new set of clothes.

Just like before. Wu Qiu put it on skillfully, then walked out feeling refreshed.

I'm so smug, I'm a hero. I'm already ready to receive everyone's cheers.

But the truth is... nobody paid him any attention. An old man was sitting next to Ying, seemingly examining her wounds.

Everyone else went to collect grain. Seeing this, Wu Qiu quickly went over and asked, "How is she? Is Sister Ying alright?"

The old man nodded. "Although the wound was severe, her recovery speed is very fast; the wound has already begun to heal."

"Not only that, the burns are also starting to fade. If this continues, I estimate that there won't even be a scar left."

After the old man explained, Wu Qiu noticed that Ying's shoulder injury had indeed improved a lot. He couldn't help but admire Ying.

No wonder he's a traveler from another world; even his physique is so unique. Ugh! Why am I, also a transmigrator, so useless?

Just as I was lost in thought, the old man suddenly handed me a blade of grass and said, "Here, chew it up."

"Huh!" I was taken aback, then asked, "What, what's this?"

"Cleargrass, found in the Hilichurl camp, is excellent for healing wounds."

Wu Qiu understood, but quickly continued to ask, "Chew it up? What kind of operation is that?"

"Nonsense, there are no tools here. If you don't chew it up, how am I, an old man, supposed to chew it?"

As he spoke, he revealed his mouth, which now only had two yellow teeth. Most importantly, he seemed quite proud of himself.

"Every medicine has some degree of toxicity. It's fine for me to chew it, but I doubt the vice president would use it. Besides, we could just crush it with two stones, why would we chew it?"

The old man waved his hand: "No, no, I'm having you chew it because your saliva can retain the medicine very well, so chewing it thoroughly will have the best effect."

"Don't worry, this stuff doesn't have any side effects, it's just a bit bitter. You're a grown man, you can't even handle a little bit of bitterness, can you?"

"How could that be!" I grabbed the herbs. Ying chimed in, "Never mind, let me do it myself."

Before Wu Qiu could speak, the old man interrupted, "No, no, the young girl is so pretty, it won't look good if her face gets distorted."

I chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, Sister Ying, it sounds like I don't want to do anything for you."

"And, just like the old man said, her face..."

"What does it mean that your face is distorted?!" I suddenly realized and glared at the old man. The old man waved his hand, "Never mind that. Whether you're willing to suffer for your girlfriend or not is your choice."

Ying's face flushed instantly, and she was about to say no. But Wu Qiu waved his hand to interrupt her, and said righteously, "Yes! I'm very willing!"