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

But Ying must continue her search.

Even if it's the next ten years, the next ten years... or even a hundred years, five hundred years, she will find that guy. She is waiting for the day of their reunion.

Just like her five hundred years later, stubbornly waiting for him to return from a thousand years ago.

Time is a long river, and they are at two extreme points in the river of time, rushing towards each other.

This time, she came to Canria.

Because Ying knows that Kanria is that guy's hometown, and that guy will definitely come back.

In Kanria, above the desolate ruins, Ying saw the pure white deity. His mere existence here symbolized the world's [Truth].

Golden hair floated in the air, and there was no other color in his eyes, only pure white emptiness, incomparably ancient and noble, as if all the light in the world had gathered here.

The being lowered its gaze and looked at Ying, its face calm.

"The son of a usurper."

In an instant, the chains formed by reason pierced through Ying's body, and blood flowed freely, but the guardian of heavenly reason paused for a moment.

For the first time, a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of his empty, indifferent eyes.

He shifted his gaze from Ying and looked somewhere else.

"An even more presumptuous being..." He murmured, as if to himself, his tone filled with a deathly stillness, "a mortal who has transgressed the bounds of time."

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PS1: Phew, another huge hole has been filled!

Many readers say that the General puppet understands people's hearts better than the Shadow puppet, and that the General even discovered Qing Nuoyan's identity before the Shadow puppet... Now you know why.

PS2: Also, actually, this book never included the character of Long Ge. In the original work, Ying was looking for her brother, but in this book, Ying is looking for her travel companion.

PS3: Goodnight!

Chapter 147 The Maintainers of Human Reason and the Maintainers of Heavenly Reason

My consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

Ying barely managed to keep her eyes open as chains made of reason pierced through her body, blood seeping from the wounds. Her soul was also bound by reason, teetering on the brink of collapse. Her consciousness gradually blurred, and numerous illusions kept appearing in her vision.

The very principles governing the existence of the world were also eroding her mind.

Where am I...?

She didn't recognize her.

It's not Canria.

Kanria was a ruin, but now she was no longer in the ruins. As far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse of fields, and the pale pink sunlight filled the entire sky. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

Who is that...?

Who was that boy who appeared before him?

His long, pure white hair cascaded down to his waist, and his dark blue eyes were as clear as the sky after a rain. He wore a plain white kimono with wine and snake patterns embroidered on the hem. He appeared before Ying, and the glow of dusk poured down on his back. His white robe was tinged almost yellow by the sunlight.

An unfamiliar face.

A person I've never met before.

but...

And yet, it felt so familiar.

The person I can't forget. The person I've been searching for for so long, the person I've been waiting for for so long.

Who is he?

During her journey, she tried to forget, and often thought of the scenery along the way to replace her longing. For example, she thought of the daisies by the roadside and the green grass in the morning, a rain, the fallen osmanthus flowers on the bluestone slabs after the rain, and the clouds at dusk, with the sky next to the clouds being rich and vibrant in color. But when she thought of these scenery, she found that those scenery were all missing him.

Because he is the end of the journey.

Even if appearances change, voices change, and even one's entire aura changes, the scenery at the destination remains unchanged.

As the twilight enveloped the boy, the shimmering colors were the scene he remembered.

She recognized that view. Whether in the past, present, or distant future, whether through countless reincarnations or reunions, she would always recognize her destination.

Ying's eyes reflected the boy's face. She gazed at Qing Nuoyan for a long time, then moved her lips with difficulty, her voice very low, "...I'm going to...fall asleep."

Her eyes gradually dimmed and faded, but a smile lingered on her lips. Even as she drifted off to sleep, she looked at Qing Nuoyan with a hint of displeasure in her voice, "Why didn't you come sooner?"

"I've been looking for you... for so long." The voice was very soft, like a cat whining.

"We finally reunited." Her eyes closed, and she lowered her head. "But now we have to part again."

Qing Nuoyan's slender fingers stroked Ying's cheek, tidying up the slightly messy stray hairs on her forehead, and then gently patted her head. "Get some sleep."

“Say something to me,” she said finally.

"What did you say?" Qing Nuoyan asked.

"Words that can comfort me," Miss Ying murmured softly.

“That’s what love talk is,” Qing Nuoyan said.

Eh...?

Ying was somewhat stunned, not expecting this guy to be so direct. Her face, which had been as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, now showed a faint blush. "You... what did you say?"

Say some sweet nothings to me.

'You're my Miss Ying too—weren't you always saying that when I was asleep?'

Qing Nuoyan whispered in Ying's ear,

"Have a good sleep. Five hundred years from now, when you wake up, we will meet again. At that time, you can ask me to say some sweet words to you, and I will tell you, 'You are also my Miss Ying.' But now, I want to tell you the sweet words that I will say five hundred years from now."

"You are my Miss Ying." Qing Nuoyan gently embraced Ying. "I miss you."

Ying's ears flushed crimson like the sunset. She felt dizzy, her consciousness slowly being stripped away and fading. Her eyes flickered, a smile still playing on her lips. She knew she was about to die. She whispered, "Not enough..."

"Say something more..."

"The rest of my sweet words," Qing Nuoyan said earnestly, "will be told to you five hundred years from now."

How cunning... Ying stared at Qing Nuoyan's face as she fell backward. In the instant she fell, she saw a shower of cherry blossoms falling in the pure white world.

"That would take a lifetime," she said.

"No." Qing Nuoyan shook his head. "It's three lifetimes."

Even as she slept, a smile remained on her lips.

Humanity took away Ying's memories, and Dream sealed Ying away, but five hundred years later, they will eventually reunite.

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【Qingnuo Rock】

【lv.99】(Emperor of the Mortal World)

A long time may have passed in the realm of consciousness, but in reality, it is only a fleeting moment.

Qingnuoyan left Dream Heart, and the pure white world quickly faded before her eyes, replaced by a leaden sky and the iron-blue earth beneath it.

He had one last thing to do.

That was to plant the Divine Cherry Tree.

To complete this lie and truly leave this era, there is one last obstacle.

Those who uphold the principles of Heaven

A supreme being known as the Keeper of Heavenly Principles descended upon the turbid world, its gaze cold and lifeless as it looked down upon Qingnuo Rock, and softly said, "Overstepping one's bounds."

Deceiving the past is the greatest transgression against reason.

The maintainer of the natural order is not wrong; His duty is to maintain the normal operation of the natural order. However, Qing Nuoyan also has his own responsibilities. From beginning to end, he is a human being. What he maintains is not the natural order, but the principle of human survival. In other words, he is the maintainer of human principles.

Human beings are the maintainers of reason.

He wants to plant a divine cherry tree to save everyone.

If the paths we believe in are different, then there is only fighting.

"So be it if you dare to overstep your bounds."

Qingnuoyan's azure eyes reflected Tianli's face. He smiled and said to Tianli, "I think I once... said something to you, but I don't remember it very well, only a vague memory."

"It was Kiyono Raimei who said to you before he died, 'See you next time.'"

"But unexpectedly, our next time was five hundred years ago. How interesting!"

The moment he finished speaking, time seemed to stand still. The divine sword, sheathed in its sheath, brought the lightning and wind patterns engraved on it to life, and his figure vanished from the spot.

The leaden sky seemed to rewind before his eyes, and time couldn't keep up with his pace.

"Trespass."

Tianli spoke softly, raising his hand. At that moment, space was distorted, and countless spatial cubes unfolded, causing the sky to collapse and crash down.

[The maintenance of natural justice]

【lv.100】

But before those blocks could even touch Qingnuoyan, fine cracks appeared first, and tiny slashes appeared on the surface of the spatial blocks. Qingnuoyan still did not draw his sword, but the slash in his heart could even shatter space.

It should be as solid and weighty as rock.

A shadow appeared on Qing Nuoyan's body, becoming clearer and more concrete.

He has four arms.

The north wind blew against his thin clothes, and the strips of his military robe were dragged out in long silhouettes. His dark cloak was like the night. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, containing the souls of all 439,531 heroes.

Tengshe Taiyuanshuai, Fushe.

"A thousand cliffs may crumble, but towering peaks will not move!"

The rock element rolled up and stacked into towering mountains. The giant mountains formed spears that pierced straight into the sky. Thousands of peaks were stacked on top of thousands of peaks, and spears ten thousand feet long were stacked on top of spears ten thousand feet long. Thus, the peaks gathered together, and the mountains and rivers raged, all crushing against the laws of nature!

Tianli frowned slightly as the rock spears struck the block barrier. Rock elements and spatial elements collided and annihilated each other, causing the space to tremble continuously. The long spears made of mountains left scratches in the space.