I write novels in Liyue

"New dessert?"

Paimon's eyes lit up.

"Paimon, didn't you just say you couldn't eat anymore?"

Ying said.

"There's another stomach for sweets, isn't there?"

Paimon, his face full of anticipation, said, "Let's go inside quickly, I can't wait."

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P.S.: Oh no, my sleep schedule is ruined.

Volume 1: Chapter 440 (Combined with Volume 2)

"True Lord, please."

Fang Qiu smiled faintly and opened the courtyard gate.

Upon entering the hall, Fang Qiu quickly brought a plate of Liyue Harbor's new-style snacks to the tables of Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun and Paimon.

"Mmm...it tastes really good."

Paimon picked up a pastry, took a bite, and his eyes lit up. He said, "The crust is soft and chewy, and it's sweet and sour."

"For ordinary people, it is indeed not easy to make such a dessert."

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun also took a bite, then nodded and commented.

"Hehe, True Lord Liuyun and Borrowing Wind, hurry up and bring out the snacks you made too."

Paimon said expectantly.

Fang Qiu was also looking forward to it.

What would the delicacies of the immortals be like?

With a wave of his hand, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng conjured up four crystal-clear pastries on the table.

The crystal-clear gel-like substance swayed slightly, evoking an onomatopoeic word.

Duang.

"Is this the pudding you researched for the last Lunar Festival? But its appearance has changed so much!"

Paimon's eyes widened in shock and confusion. He asked, "Wait a minute, there are three of us: me, the Traveler, and Fang Qiu. Why are there four cups of dessert?"

"What do you think?"

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun glanced at Paimon indifferently, picked up one of the cups, then turned to Fang Qiu and the traveler and said, "Try it."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded, picked up the transparent, glass-like dessert cup, then took a spoon and gently scooped a spoonful into her mouth.

A refreshing fruity aroma immediately filled my mouth.

It feels cool and refreshing.

Just like the slight heat of a summer night, it all dissipated after this snack entered my mouth.

Next comes the taste and texture.

It tastes sweet and sour, and has a soft, tender, and bouncy texture.

The taste is very good, it's like...

Just as Fang Qiu was pondering how to describe the taste of the pastry, Paimon offered his own comment.

"It's so delicious! It's like eating slime, it's so addictive."

Paimon's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the spoon and ate a couple more bites.

She thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure that the snack brought her.

Hearing Paimon's assessment, Fang Qiu almost felt nauseous. Could this really really be made of slime...?

"presumptuous."

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun sneered, "What slime? This is the perfect pudding ratio that I have carefully prepared."

"The taste is indeed very good. The pudding contains the juice of at least ten kinds of fruits. The ratio of the juice is very precise. Too much or too little will make it too much or too little. The process is also very complicated, which is why the pudding has such a transparent appearance."

Ying picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, tasted it, and then said.

"Travelers really know their stuff."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that it wasn't slime and that it was highly nutritious.

She thought she was like Paimon, with a particular fondness for things made from slime...

So Fang Qiu immediately scooped up another spoonful of pudding from the cup and ate it.

I finished eating the pudding.

Fang Qiu looked satisfied. Being able to enjoy a dessert like this after a meal—this is life!

Just as Fang Qiu was lamenting about life, the True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng suddenly spoke up.

"Speaking of which, Fang Qiu, the scene you just wrote was quite good. I saw many people on set crying, and even I was moved."

The tone was slightly cold, and Fang Qiu's smile froze instantly.

She swallowed hard, stiffly turning her head to look at True Lord Liuyun, who was staring at her, making her feel flustered and apprehensive.

"Thank you so much for your praise, True Lord."

Fang Qiu stammered for a moment before speaking.

"On the way to Liyue Harbor, we met the Great Sage Who Subdues Demons, who also came to Liyue Harbor to watch the opera."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"Xiao is here too?"

Paimon's eyes widened.

"Yes."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"and then?"

Fang Qiu was somewhat puzzled.

He said it was very good.

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"Uh... thank you for the compliment, Great Sage Who Subdues Demons."

Fang Qiu was a little confused. Why was True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng talking about this?

Paimon and Ying also looked puzzled.

"Before coming to Liyue Harbor to watch the opera, we asked him about the nameless Yaksha in the Laminariat, and he shared a memory with us."

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun continued, "After watching your play, I think you should be very interested in the great battle that took place in the Layered Rock Abyss five hundred years ago. So, I specially asked the Demon-Subduing Great Sage for that memory for you. How about that? I'm pretty good to you, aren't I?"

"Uh... thank you, True Lord."

Fang Qiu was taken aback, then nodded.

She was indeed very interested in the story of how, five hundred years ago, the nameless Yaksha led the Thousand Rock Army to stop the enemy at the Layered Rock Abyss.

Paimon and Ying wanted to say something, but were silenced by a single glance from Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun.

After making preparations, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng gently touched Fang Qiu's brow.

A memory slowly entered her mind, and then everything went black.

And so, in the darkness.

As a tinderbox was lit, a burly, four-armed man wearing a mask appeared before them.

This is?

That nameless demon?

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

Before she could think further, the nameless demon spoke.

"...Minu, where did you go just now?"

Mi Nu?

Who is it?

Fang Qiu was still somewhat puzzled, but soon he saw the person who had just lit the tinderbox.

He was a middle-aged man with a beard. He sighed and said, "Brother Yaksha, you're confused again. How many times have I told you? My name is Boyang, and I'm the sorcerer who fought alongside you in the Layered Rock."

Boyang...

A name I've never heard of.

Fang Qiu thought to herself.

"Boyang...Boyang? You are Boyang, then who am I?"

The nameless yaksha was very puzzled.

"Hey... I'd like to call you by your name, otherwise it's such a shame that we agreed to stay here together but can't even get to know each other's names..."

Boyang sighed and said.

"Right here... No, you have to get out!"

The nameless Yaksha rubbed his forehead, as if he had remembered something, and said.