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

The burly man nodded, a proud look on his face. "That's right, this is the strongest weapon I've ever forged, Sealed Dust, a weapon of estimated value."

"Oh," Wu Qiu replied calmly. The burly man immediately became displeased. "What's with that expression? Do you think divine-level weapons are so easy to manufacture?"

"Putting aside other things, even those who can create god-level weapons would find it almost impossible to create god-level weapons themselves."

"Why?" Wu Qiu was genuinely curious. The burly man simply uttered two words: "Materials."

“Every weapon of the Divine Advancement level requires extremely precious materials. Of course, that’s secondary; the most important thing is this.”

As he spoke, the burly man pointed to the unfinished one-handed sword on the ground.

"These prototypes cannot be artificially manufactured. Nobody knows where they come from. This is why there are only a handful of god-level weapons in the entire world."

Wu Qiu picked up the one-handed sword prototype and shook it. "Is it that powerful? This thing feels like a bit harder plastic."

"Foolish!" The big man snatched the blank and smashed it on Wu Qiu's head. "This material can not only store elements, but also perfectly fuse with any mineral. Otherwise, why do you think it can be used to create weapons at the god level?"

Wu Qiu suddenly realized, "So, you can't make it?"

The burly man paused, then nodded. Wu Qiu was also quite disappointed; according to him, it was uncertain when they would obtain the four-star weapon.

"However, I know one person who can, and absolutely can, create the best god-level weapon."

"Who?" Wu Qiu's eyes lit up. The burly man took a deep breath and then slowly spoke, "Have you heard of the master craftsman Lostan?"

"A divine general?"

Wu Qiu and Keli exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously, an image of a general in golden armor, majestic and extraordinary, fighting on the battlefield, appeared in their minds.

The burly man could tell from their expressions that there was a misunderstanding, so he said, "It's not a divine general, it's a divine craftsman, the craftsman of a blacksmith."

"Tch—that's just blacksmithing."

Wu Qiu curled his lip. The big man suppressed the urge to kill Wu Qiu, took a deep breath and said, "Don't underestimate Lostan Ding. He is one of the two recognized master craftsmen of Teyvat. He is someone who has actually created artifacts."

"A divine artifact!" Wu Qiu immediately stood up. The big man was very satisfied with Wu Qiu's performance. "That's right, it's a divine artifact. You can easily find out about this if you look into it, after all, its legend is known to everyone."

"His story is fantastical; he's said to be an elf with a very long lifespan. He grew up in Mondstadt and is considered a Mondstadt native."

"And hundreds of years ago, he forged two divine artifacts, two divine swords. One was named Morning Radiance, the other the afterglow of sunset."

"The bright light of dawn!"

Wu Qiu's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit several eggs. No wonder he was so surprised; Chenhui's "bright light"—why did that sound so familiar?

Wasn't that the reward Liu promised them? Wu Qiu had always thought he was being deceived, but he never expected it to actually exist—the legendary artifact, "The Bright Light of Dawn."

“I told you, you don’t need to be so surprised. I thought you people would just listen to it as a story and that the only ones who would believe it were us blacksmiths.”

"I didn't expect you to be so surprised. It seems you believe it too."

The burly man was somewhat surprised. Did Wu Qiu believe it? Of course he did. The Radiant Light of Dawn was very likely in Liu's hands. In that case, if Liu kept his promise, the weapon would be theirs.

Of course, Wu Qiu only thought about it that way; after all, who would willingly hand over a divine artifact? And what excited Wu Qiu wasn't that, but rather Lostan Ding—if the radiant light of dawn existed, then this person must also exist.

"However, I heard that the bright light of dawn and the afterglow of sunset are in the hands of one person. But the legend says that there is only the bright light of dawn, but the afterglow of sunset has not appeared, and I don't know why."

The burly man was still sighing when Wu Qiu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him, exclaiming, "Grandpa!"

"Holy crap! You scared the hell out of me! Are you crazy?!"

The burly man glared angrily at Wu Qiu. "Besides, am I that old?"

Wu Qiu waved his hand, "That doesn't matter. Can you tell me where Lostan made the reservation?"

The burly man was taken aback by the question, then looked up at the sky. "Do you know why I'm here?"

Wu Qiu shook his head. Ke Li, however, raised her hand. "I know, it's because of the rumors that Lostan is in the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain."

Wu Qiu turned his head to look. Ke Li, with her hands behind her back, said with a grin, "Big brother, don't you know? It's rumored that Lostan has been living in seclusion deep in the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain, but no one has ever seen him. Many people take it as a rumor, but many people still come looking for him."

Hearing this, Wu Qiu understood. He slowly stood up, turned his head to look out the window, and gazed at the enormous snow-capped mountain.

"In other words, if I want to create a weapon worthy of Sister Ying, I have to go to this Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain."

After saying that, Wu Qiu turned around and looked at the big man, saying, "Thank you."

Then he turned and pulled Keli to leave. But at that moment, the big man spoke up and stopped them.

"Wait a minute." The big man's voice was firm. When Wu Qiu turned around, he sighed, "Oh dear, why did I suddenly make such a decision on impulse?"

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Qiu and said, "You're going to Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain? Aren't you afraid of dying? The number of people who come out of there alive is far less than the number who die in there."

Wu Qiu thought for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid of dying."

But he quickly shrugged and said, "However, I have my reasons for going. A team doesn't need useless, ineffective people."

The big man looked at Wu Qiu, and finally waved his hand, "Don't make it so serious."

As he spoke, he picked up the greatsword named Sealed Dust. "This Sealed Dust is the strongest weapon I have ever forged. Don't underestimate it. Although there are many blacksmiths in Mondstadt who can forge weapons of the Yuan level, this Sealed Dust, excluding weapons of the Divine level, is definitely among the top five in Mondstadt."

He then looked up at Wu Qiu and said, "I have always treasured Feng Chen, but I have made him lose what a weapon should have."

"Take this with you, and if possible, plant it on the summit of Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain."

Wu Qiu was puzzled. "You really believe I can walk up there?"

The burly man chuckled. "To be honest, there are far more adventurers than you. You're just a piece of trash."

"However, I just believe you, I don't know why. Do you think that's shameless?"

Wu Qiu shook his head. "Of course not, this is absolutely the best choice you've ever made."

"Then prove it to me." With that, he tossed the greatsword over. In the usual scenario, I would catch it with style and say something incredibly cool.

But as you probably guessed, I didn't catch it. To be precise, I caught it, but not completely.

It's too heavy, it's pressing down on me...

"Oh my god! I can't breathe, cough cough! Help..."

Klee rushed forward to help. The burly man covered his face, "Is it too late for me to regret this now?"

Chapter 80: The Edgeless Greatsword

Wu Qiu was dumbfounded and frustrated. Under the burly man's murderous gaze, Wu Qiu pulled Feng Chen's greatsword and left.

The burly man wanted to back out, but Wu Qiu clung to the greatsword, determined not to let go even in the face of death. It wasn't surprising; Noelle's weapon was broken, and Wu Qiu had to replace it with a new one.

This Sealed Dust weapon was clearly very suitable for Noelle. However, it was too heavy. Wu Qiu and Klee pulled on the Sealed Dust, step by step, with all their might, and only then did they manage to pull it back.

Back in the cabin, Wu Qiu rushed inside as soon as he opened the door. It was too cold outside; the cabin was much warmer.

However, when Wu Qiu lunged forward, she expected to land on the floor. But instead, she fell into someone's arms.

Feeling the softness against his chest, Wu Qiu was completely stunned, then thought, "Could it be Noelle? This isn't the first time I've taken advantage of her. Could it be that my luck with women is about to change?"

As he was thinking, Wu Qiu involuntarily looked up, and then... then he saw the face of a somewhat fat man.

..........................................

"what!!!!!!!!"

Wu Qiu jumped back and crashed into the door. The person holding the two steamed buns was none other than Harris.

"You're back? Perfect, we can save on two steamed buns. Want some?"

He then handed over the steamed bun. Wu Qiu, utterly exasperated, picked up the bun, took a bite, and mumbled, "Eat—"

Claire stepped forward and took the other one, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Harris."

"You're welcome. You two chat, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Harris left, and Wu Qiu saw Noelle inside the room. She was awake, but clearly still very tired.

Sitting on the bed, holding a bowl of soup in his hands, he gave Wu Qiu and the others a forced smile.

"Sister Noelle!"

Klee rushed forward and hugged her, then asked, "Noelle, you're awake. How are you? Are you feeling any better?"

Noelle nodded, then looked at Wu Qiu and asked, "Where did you guys go just now?"

"Oh, we just went out for a walk and got you a weapon while we were at it."

As he spoke, Wu Qiu turned around and pulled the greatsword in. This thing was really heavy; you really couldn't wield it without some strength.

"Sealed dust, a weapon of estimated Yuan level, I wonder if Noelle..."

Wu Qiu wiped his sweat, and before he could finish speaking, Noelle stood up abruptly. Noelle was undeniably polite, well-mannered, and of exceptionally high character.

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely smash the bowl on the ground with a loud bang, spilling the soup everywhere.

I can skip over it since I'm just writing this down. But it'll be such a hassle to clean up later, won't it?

Then look at Noelle, she didn't spill a single drop. Her hand holding the bowl was trembling, but she showed no sign of spilling.

Noelle carefully placed the bowl down, crossed her arms, and took two steps forward. Wu Qiu could clearly see the light in her eyes as she stared intently at the sword.

"Noelle, you..."

Wu Qiu was stunned. Then he saw Noelle reach out her hand to move forward, but after taking two steps, she lost her balance and fell down.

"Hey!" Without saying a word, Wu Qiu dropped his greatsword, pounced, and once again became a human cushion.

With her arm around Noelle's, Wu Qiu helped her up. "Hey, Noelle, you don't need to be so excited. You're not fully recovered yet, you should rest properly."

Noelle shook her head. "No, take me to see that sword."

"Um... okay."

As he spoke, Wu Qiu led Noelle to Feng Chen's side. Noelle sat down immediately and casually picked up her sword with one hand.

"Pfft!" Wu Qiuxin coughed up blood. The difference, this is the difference! Noelle was so weak she couldn't even stand up, yet she could still pick up a greatsword with ease.

"That's right, it's Feng Chen, the fourth-ranked bladeless greatsword in Mondstadt's Yuan-level ranking."

Noelle stroked the dusty blade and spoke for the first time with excitement. Wu Qiu was puzzled. "A bladeless greatsword? This name appears frequently in novels and movies, but Wu Qiu has always wondered how powerful a bladeless greatsword could be? Wouldn't it be better with a sharp blade?"

And then look at this dusty sword. Sure enough, it's entirely yellow, inlaid with yellow crystals like amber, and of course, it has no blade; it's a greatsword without an edge.

"Xiao Qiuzi, this..."

Noelle turned to look at Wu Qiu. Wu Qiu immediately stood up and coughed. "Noelle, you helped me without asking for anything in return, and have saved me from danger time and time again. This sword is a gift from me and Klee to you."

Klee skipped over to Noelle and said, "Noelle, you're amazing! If you had this weapon, you'd be incredible. I believe in you!"

As she finished speaking, Klee clenched her fist and looked at Noelle with a serious expression. Noelle was deeply moved, and tears welled up in her eyes.