Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

Having devoured hundreds of years of karmic obstacles, all of which were formed from the remnants of demon gods, in other words, if Fushe were to lose control after devouring hundreds of years of demon god remnants, perhaps only the Rock King Emperor could kill him.

Fushe knew that he was on the verge of collapse.

You want to leave... but the karmic obstacles within Yaksha are not yet fully cleared.

“I will quietly return once a month to devour the filth.”

The True Lord of Liuyun and Jiefeng resides in the Aozang Mountain amidst the Jueyun Mountains.

Jueyunjian truly lives up to its reputation as a blessed land of immortals. The majestic mountains and sharp peaks rise abruptly into the blue sky, while looking down, the deep ravines seem to fall into the azure sky. Often, celestial clouds and mist rise and fall, and one can walk along the winding ancient path.

He used to walk this mountain path a lot when he was young.

But when he was even younger, he could no longer walk on this isolated path. Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun had no way to deal with him, so he could only carry him up the mountain.

He had no family; he was raised by that woman.

As a child, I used to lie on my master's back, the wind whistling past my ears... Looking back now, it feels like such a long, long time ago.

That woman is not in the mountains today; she has gone to discuss the Dao with her old friends, including Xiaoyue.

Fushe was aware of this, which is why he chose to come today.

He was an unworthy apprentice.

He was a worthless apprentice—he knew that.

Stepping up the last step, you'll see the lake on the other side, its shimmering surface reflecting the clear sky. In the center of the lake is a small pavilion with four stone benches and a stone table.

The immortals and yakshas often gather here; there are four stools in total: the Demon God of Dust, the Rock King, and Liu Yun Borrows the Wind...

The last one is Fushe's own.

I can't remember how long it's been since I've been back here. The stone benches are covered in dust and green moss, and a few ivy vines hang down, covering the ground in lush green.

They haven't had a get-together in a long time.

Fu She removed the ivy, swept the stone bench, cleaned up the moss, and placed the food box in front of the stone bench of Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhen Jun.

"I can't make you 'Jade Pearl White Jade Soup' anymore."

He paused, then said softly.

"But the recipe for Jade Pearl White Jade Soup is very simple. You have a long life ahead of you, and you will always meet the next... you will always meet the next apprentice who knows how to make White Jade Soup."

He knew that True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng wasn't here, so he said what he wanted to say.

Fu She's eyes darkened, his lips tightened, and countless frenzied whispers echoed in his ears again. A heavy white shadow surged in his vision, and he suppressed the agitation within him.

“I am an unworthy disciple.”

"I am both incompetent and weak, this is the only solution I can think of."

He is apologizing.

“I will leave as a sinner, Fushe... I have brought shame upon you.”

"Gan Yu, I'm entrusting her to you. Please tell her to eat more. Please take good care of her. I'm a useless senior brother, and I'm a useless disciple."

"sorry."

"Feel sorry."

"But I don't regret it. If I could do it all over again, I would do it again."

Fu She lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly. No matter when or in front of anyone, he always maintained a carefree demeanor, as if he were unafraid even if the sky were to fall.

Because in front of Yaksha, he is the elder brother, and an elder brother cannot be afraid; in front of the Rock King, he is a friend, and a friend cannot be afraid; in front of the people of Liyue, he is the Grand Marshal, and a Grand Marshal cannot be afraid... Fushe has never shown any vulnerable emotions.

Only in front of that woman could he seem to relax a little.

Just like when he was a child, walking on the narrow path amidst the towering clouds, he could hold onto that woman's wings and say, "Master, your disciple is afraid."

After a long while, Fu She slowly raised his eyes.

He bowed his head in reverence.

In Liyue, it is a very solemn and grand ceremony.

Fu She slowly lowered his body, his two fingers supporting his weight on the ground, and bowed his head toward the seat symbolizing the True Lord of Cloud Retention and Wind Borrowing. His forehead touched the ground, and he lingered there for a few seconds before whispering:

"I can never repay the kindness of being raised and nurtured in this lifetime."

Summer sunshine.

"I am about to become a demon. I hope you will take care of yourself from now on."

This is the last bowl of Jade Pearl White Jade Soup.

That's the last sentence I've said.

All worries have come to an end.

Fu She stood up, took the wine gourd from his waist, and took a big gulp. The spicy wine rushed into his lungs, and he showed a carefree smile. His laughter echoed among the cliffs and resounded through the valley.

So he went down the mountain again.

Just like six hundred years ago in the summer, the young man kept his promise to the Emperor, bid farewell to the immortal mountain, went to the mortal world, and went to fight that glorious battle.

Marshal Tengshe is old; he is no longer young.

He had fought his whole life, and now he was going to fight his last battle. The cicadas chirped hoarsely towards the tall, green leaves of the summer trees. In the picturesque summer breeze, he would die as a sinner, and proudly face his end—this was his life.

He left, and the box of tofu soup sat quietly on the stone bench. A long, long time later, a crane landed on the stone bench. She paused, staring at the bowl of tofu soup that had gone cold.

"Floating House...?"

Is it Fushe?

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun was somewhat bewildered. Had Fu She, this child, just come by?

Now that you're here, why don't you come in and sit down?

She gazed at the jade pearl tofu soup, and for some reason, Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun felt uneasy.

This child.

They came without even saying a word.

The crane looked around; where had he gone?

However, besides the nickname "that woman", Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun also has another name, namely "I love inventing" Zhenjun.

They are most skilled in the ingenious and ingenious things of nature.

Over the years, she has been living alone in her cave and has also developed many mechanisms. For example, she has set up several layers of echo stone arrays in the Aozang Mountains. As the name suggests, these arrays can record the most recent sounds and images and play them back.

To put it simply, a surveillance camera was placed at the front door of the house. This was a newly set-up trap, so even Fu She was unaware of it.

She began to examine the photos.

half an hour.

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun stared blankly and said, "...What?"

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　"Who are you?"

The tall woman in front of him tilted her head, her white hair obscuring her blue eyes, her expression aloof and flawless, like a clear green pool reflecting Qing Nuoyan's face.

The woman was slender and dressed elegantly, with cloud patterns and gold thread embellishing her clothes. Half of her body was wrapped in a light black garment, with only her toes showing. The pale blue veins on her almost transparent white arches were visible.

Such an imposing figure, residing in the Jueyun region, could he truly be some kind of immortal?

Qing Nuoyan felt she had met a true immortal and really wanted to exchange pleasantries, but Ying, that disrespectful fellow, stood in front of Qing Nuoyan, her bright golden eyes warily watching this strange woman.

And who are you?

"My name is Shen He," the woman said softly. "I am a man from the mountains."

What brings you to the mountains?

Qingnuoyan scratched his head.

His agreements are really strange. Aside from the one about drinking, which is somewhat normal, what are the others? Grave robbing, drinking heavily at gravesites, and now there's even a part about offering sacrifices on the mountaintop...

“We want to go to the summit of Mount Aozang.” Qingnuoyan gestured to the food box in his hand, “to put these things on it as offerings.”

These are dishes he learned to cook with great effort.

Pearl, Jade, and White Jade Soup—upon first hearing this name, Qing Nuoyan thought it actually involved boiling pearls, jade, and white jade into a soup...

Such extravagance, it would be strange if Ying didn't beat him to death.

The woman named Shen He twitched her nose, seemingly also catching the aroma from Nuoyan's food box.

Are those who go to Mount Aozang also seeking immortality and enlightenment?

But since they prepared offerings, they can't be considered ignorant of etiquette, and it shows their sincerity.

If we let them roam freely in the mountains, it will only disturb the tranquility of the mountains. It would be better to take them away.

She frowned and pondered for a moment. Seeing that the person in front of her seemed to have no ill intentions, she nodded and said, "Come with me."

"However, they simply left the offerings and departed," Shen He said coldly.

"Do not disturb the tranquility of the mountains."

Today, her senior sister will come to visit. Shen He had heard of this Qilin senior sister's reputation, but the latter left the mountain a long time ago, and Shen He had not been able to see her many times.

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P.S.: Don't call me a noob!

Volume 1: Chapter 79 Meeting Without Recognition

The orange sunlight slowly spread across the clouds, tinging them with a golden hue, casting a shallow shadow on the ground. As the sea of ​​clouds moved, the shadow moved with it, gradually covering Mount Aozang.

As time passed, the sunlight painted on the clouds grew increasingly intense, gradually turning into a rouge-like red.

Jueyun Mountain truly lives up to its reputation as a sacred mountain, possessing a unique ethereal atmosphere.

We've been climbing the mountain for half a day.