Modern Teyvat, bound to the Abyss Spiral

Modern Teyvat, Bound to the Abyss, by the Lonely Recorder

Introduction:

Teyvat calendar 2015, the fourth millennium after the end of the Demon War

Li Qingping, from Liyue, is 18 years old and a high school student. He has a deep spiral and a woman named Raiden Zhen in his mind.

The woman named Lei Dianzhen is beautiful and generous. She only eats Mora instead of rice. She always tells him that if he can't make it in Liyue, he can go to Inazuma to seek refuge with her sister and she will guarantee him wealth and glory.

But shouldn’t Thor have the final say over Inazuma?

And that Abyss Spiral is even more worrying. The first level of others are all Hilichurls, while his first level is elite Abyss Apostles, and it’s a fucking torrent.

He thought the situation would improve after passing the first level, but what awaited him was the Demon of Dust and the Demon of Tornado...

In order to support the spendthrift woman in his mind, he found a job at Yanshang Tea House.

The tsundere and proactive rich girl Keqing, the taciturn childhood sweetheart Shen He, the gentle and considerate transfer student Kamisato Ayaka...

Encountering these people, Li Qingping's work and life were not going smoothly.

“I really just want to make money!”

"No One Talks About Love" and "Women Only Hinder My Earning Speed"

You didn't say dating can make money

It's all part of the job, a sacrifice you have to make

Volume 1: 1. Elite Abyssal Water Apostle: Torrent

[The first level of the Abyss Spiral, the challenge begins]

[Guardian, Elite Abyssal Water Apostle - Torrent]

"The sound of the tide of the abyss!"

"The frenzy is here!"

"Crush all living beings!"

"The final judgment!"

On a circular platform suspended in mid-air above a bottomless, abyssal void, the Apostle of the Abyss, Riptide, darted back and forth into the void. Whenever he briefly appeared, he would wave his hands and unleash a stream of water blades as tall as a building, impacting every corner of the platform.

The water blades swung by the Apostle of the Abyss were denser than the torrential rain in summer, and the young man shuttled between the attacks with ease.

"How dare a mortal, ignorant of the majesty of the abyss and unable to wield even the elemental forces, stand before me!" Torrent roared. "See? Even this spiral realm is on my side!"

The young man in front of him remained silent, his movements still as experienced as that of a man his age.

The boy's name is Li Qingping. He celebrated his birthday yesterday and is now exactly eighteen years old.

Li Qingping was tired of hearing Jiliu's words, but the other party was not speaking without purpose. Li Qingping was indeed just an ordinary person without the Eye of God, and as time passed, this spiral of the abyss began to infuse power into Jiliu's body.

Two minutes had passed since the challenge began, and Li Qingping estimated he had less than a minute left. It wasn't that the challenge itself had a time limit, but rather that the torrent, empowered by the Abyss's three-minute power, was capable of unleashing an elemental surge powerful enough to cover the entire platform, ending the battle in one fell swoop.

"Mortal, your death is approaching!" The sharp water blade attacked again, accompanied by the mockery of the torrent.

"I know what your next sentence will be--" Li Qingping imitated Jiliu's tone and watched with his own eyes as the water blade passed by his face without any ripples.

"Mortal, this is a pointless struggle!" Li Qingping and Jiliu spoke almost at the same time.

"You!!" Realizing that the other party was teasing him, Jiliu became furious and said, "I will grind you into ashes!"

The blessing from the Abyss Spiral became increasingly powerful, while the torrent always maintained a distance of more than five meters from Li Qingping.

He kept on spouting harsh words, and his hands extended nearly one-meter-long elemental blades that continuously gave birth to water blades. However, it was doomed to be impossible for him to engage in close combat with Li Qingping.

In terms of moves alone... Riptide was no match for the young man before him. He had come to this conclusion within the first minute of the fight. He spent another minute mentally preparing himself, forcing himself to abandon the dignity of an elite member of the Abyss Cult and begin the fight on foot, relying on his ability to escape into the void and the constant flow of water blades to stall for time.

This kid...is not an ordinary person!

The young man before him was so strange that Jiliu thought it was his first time fighting him, yet he was able to counter every one of his moves, breaking all of them. This made Jiliu very embarrassed, as if hundreds of years had been wasted.

In the previous minute's confrontation, Jiliu was badly defeated. If it weren't for the shield supported by the elemental force, he would have died under the young man's four-foot-long sword.

Now he just wanted to win and then wash away this shame by stepping on the opponent's corpse.

They are actually old rivals.

When Li Qingping was six years old, he discovered the abyssal spiral in his dream. He challenged it continuously for twelve years, but was stopped at the first level because he did not have the Eye of God. In total, he had fought against the torrent nearly one million times.

The pain experienced in the Abyss will affect the spiritual level the moment of waking up from the dream, but Li Qingping is not completely unsuccessful, as the physical fitness he has gained from fighting during this period will also be inherited in reality.

From being completely powerless to resist at first, to exchanging blows for hundreds of times, the Abyss Apostle was no longer able to defeat Li Qingping in terms of moves, relying solely on the water elemental shield to hold out until the Abyss Spiral granted sufficient protection to wear down Li Qingping.

This is a rogue tactic, but it is very effective. Jiliu himself didn't even know that he had defeated Li Qingping nearly 800,000 times using this method.

Li Qingping naturally knew Jiliu's thoughts. He had paid the price for this with countless failures.

This is the difference between having the Eye of God and not having it. Those who control the elemental power can easily defeat an ordinary person, but those like Li Qingping who drag the holder of the Eye of God into a desperate situation are outliers.

If nothing unexpected happens, the torrent has gained enough power from the Abyss Spiral and will be able to flatten the entire platform with one blow.

"This time is different. I am well prepared." Li Qingping threw the sword in his hand into the abyss.

The long sword dissipated halfway. The Abyss Spiral created it. I think it was too much to let an ordinary person without the Eye of God fight against the Apostle of the Abyss, so it only provided some help.

"Mortal, giving up is your only hope!" Jiliu was overjoyed. "But I will also use your blood to pay tribute to the abyss!"

Li Qingping ignored it and looked down at the palm of his right hand. A faint lightning flashed and gradually gathered into a knife.

"I also want to see if the Apostle of the Abyss will bleed when he dies." Li Qingping held the knife and pointed it at the rapids.

The blade is dark purple all over. Perhaps because of its weak power, there are no details outlined on it, but the first impression it gives is that it is a good knife that can definitely chop people cleanly.

In the distance, the abyss apostle's rapids suddenly stopped, and he lost his soul as he looked at the long sword condensed from lightning in Li Qingping's hand.

The lightning echoed, and the power of the abyss flowing in his blood told him the ownership of the object in front of him.

"Boy, you! Where did you get it from!" Jiliu's voice trembled faintly.

"There is no point in saying more. I dream that the Tianxin School will be passed down to all of our generation. Li Qingping will participate in this.

—The abyss ends here! "

The deep spiral space, which was not bright at all, suddenly shone, and the surging thunder burst out as Li Qingping swung the thunder sword, surging forward.

The elemental forces that were lurking around the Apostles of the Abyss and causing Li Qingping immense headaches were instantly swallowed up and dispersed by the violent force. The Abyss Spiral fell into a sea of ​​thunder, and the dazzling lightning made Li Qingping unable to open his eyes.

[The first level of the Abyss Spiral, challenge successful]

[Reward: Osel's Tooth]

[The second level of the Abyss will be opened in 24 hours]

The Abyss twisted and twisted, bringing Li Qingping to the entrance. It was an island with a visible edge, dotted with apple trees. In the center was the entrance to the Abyss—a circular archway shimmering with ripples.

"Is that it?" Li Qingping looked at the entrance blankly.

Lao Deng, who had been playing for more than ten years, was unable to adapt to the sudden explosion of gold coins.

"He's just a small Abyss Apostle. With my help, it's easy to deal with him."

A beautiful figure appeared beside Li Qingping.

The person who came had eyebrows like the indigo of distant mountains, eyes containing stars in the sky, a beautiful face, and tall stature. Her long dark purple hair fell to her waist, tied only with a long pink rope at the end. Her fair jade hands held a purple oil-paper umbrella. The sea breeze blew gently, and her white and purple kimono fluttered along with her long hair, giving her a sweet fragrance like flowers, while revealing the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, adding a bit of charm.

She is so beautiful that anyone who sees her for the first time will feel that they have found love, regardless of gender.

"Yes, yes, my real lady." Coming back to his senses, Li Qingping smiled at the woman.

The knife in the Abyss was given by her, so whatever I say today must be right.

Her name is Lei Dianzhen, the woman who appeared in Li Qingping's mind along with the Abyss Spiral that year.

When Li Qingping first saw her, she was just a wisp of soul, so blurry that only the outline remained. As time went by and Li Qingping used Mora to nurture her, she recovered to her current appearance.

This woman eats money, and only eats authentic Mora gold coins. She doesn't recognize any other banknotes issued by Liyue. Sometimes Li Qingping thinks that this woman is simply a mobile money detector. She can tell the real from the fake at a glance.

According to her own account, she was a prominent figure hundreds of years ago, whose mere glances could stir up a storm in Inazuma. Li Qingping searched the historical texts but could find no corresponding historical figure, so he jokingly accused her of boasting about herself as the Thunder God who ruled Inazuma. He then urged her to give a more detailed account of her life so that he could better verify her identity.

Whenever he talked about this, Lei Dianzhen would always smile, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Li Qingping guessed that he was touching on something sad, so he never asked any further questions.

Li Qingping had always felt that Lei Dianzhen wasn't prepared to reveal his origins, always telling easily debunked lies. For example, he claimed to be incompetent in combat, yet he taught him a unique sword technique, which, at the age of nine, enabled him to slash the non-elemental Apostle of the Abyss, Jiliu, into a state of paralysis. Or perhaps, he had recently officially bestowed upon him the title of Menxu Kaiden of the Dream Tenshin Ryu.

For the first time, Li Qingping learned about the style of the moves he was learning. For this reason, he took the time to go to the largest library in Liyue, but he found no records related to the Dream Tianxin Style.

Because of this, Lei Dianzhen even scolded him for it. "If I say there is something, then there is something. Just learn it, kid. Don't be so ungrateful."

Beautiful women love to lie, and Li Qingping realized this truth early on without paying any price.

There is no such person as Lei Dianzhen in the history books, nor does there exist the Meng Xiang Tianxin school. Li Qingping always finds loopholes in what the beautiful woman says, but this does not affect Lei Dianzhen's twelve years of companionship with Li Qingping, day and night.

She, Lei Dianzhen, is the person Li Qingping trusts most in this world.

"There was a lot of noise in the Abyss Spiral just now. Are you okay?" Li Qingping asked with concern.

Half of the steps at the entrance to the Abyss Spiral were submerged in sea water, which wet Lei Dianzhen's beautiful kimono. The gray-white water stains spread upwards. Li Qingping pulled Lei Dianzhen to a tree nearby.

Lei Dianzhen didn't mind at all. He sat down on his soaked clothes and asked, "I've never heard of any Apostles of the Abyss in my time. I don't think he's that powerful. How much effort do you think it would take for me to crush him? I don't want your Mora for nothing."

She couldn't enter Li Qingping's abyssal spiral, and she didn't know how powerful the torrent was, but she was so confident that she could kill the other party with the tiny amount of power she could divide. Anyway, he wouldn't be stronger than her.

But Lei Dianzhen knew very well that Li Qingping was worried about him. He looked down and saw that his figure was indeed a little dimmer than yesterday, so he gently held Li Qingping's hand.

"I've already died once. I'm lucky to be resurrected in your mind as a soul. Of course, I cherish my life more than anyone else. I hope you don't die too early, or there will be no one to send Mora to me, your sister."

"Sister, I'm just an adult!" Li Qingping rolled his eyes at her.

What you said is so auspicious!

"Oh, what a coincidence! I am only eighteen this year." Lei Dian smiled happily as her purple and pink sleeves half covered her jade-like face.

Li Qingping was too lazy to pay attention to this eighteen-year-old woman who looked like she was countless months old. He remembered the reward from the first level of the Abyss Spiral and took it out.

Despite the "fang" in its name, Osel's Tooth was a deep blue cylinder, roughly the same size as a new piece of chalk a teacher would use in class, and Li Qingping could hold it in one hand. The cylinder felt cold to the touch, its surface incredibly smooth, but Li Qingping observed it carefully and discovered a few clues.

From a certain angle, you can see an ongoing thunderstorm on the surface of the cylinder. The strong winds easily sweep the sea water into the sky, forming the amazing sight of a "dragon sucking water".

Liyue City faces the Yunlai Sea and already boasts a massive port, but even as a local, Li Qingping had never seen anything like this. Furthermore, the thunderstorm was intense, and Li Qingping had a feeling something incredible was hidden beneath the rolling dark clouds.

"Really? This is the reward I got for completing the first level of the Abyss. It's called Osel's Fang. Do you know its origin?"

Lei Dianzhen was stunned when he heard the name, then he took the thing Li Qingping threw to him and examined it in his palm.

"Osel's Fang? How could it be this thing?"

Volume 1: 2. The Demon's Companion Weapon, Osel's Fang

Li Qingping's parents were both members of the Qianyan Army and died in the line of duty when he was young. Lei Dianzhen taught him everything from how to interact with others, the principles of life, and even basic common sense.

In Li Qingping's eyes, Lei Dian really knows everything about the world and is fully aware of everything. Even the encyclopedia does not know as much as she does. But such a person actually showed a look of surprise today.

"Is its origin very special?" Li Qingping became interested.

Yesterday he gritted his teeth and withdrew 20 Mora from the Liyue Bank, and fed it to Lei Dianzhen in one breath, in exchange for a single blow that destroyed the Abyss Spiral. Now that he realized that the Fang of Osel was a rare item, how could he not be excited?

Just the name sounds impressive, maybe it can be exchanged for a large sum of Mora.

Lei Dianzhen didn't answer immediately. After repeatedly examining it, the look of astonishment between his brows deepened. Finally, he slowly spoke, "It's worth trapping you in the first layer of the Abyss Spiral for so long. This is probably one of the few remaining magical weapons of the Demon God."

Legend has it that a war between demons and gods took place thousands of years ago, and the gods of the seven kingdoms of Teyvat are the victors of that war. This is widely known to the inhabitants of each nation. However, the names of the demons who could compete with the gods of the seven kingdoms are rarely recorded.

Li Qingping loved reading, and because he had dabbled in various books on the true origins of thunder and lightning, he knew the true names of several demon gods, such as Dekalapian, who once ruled Mondstadt, Nabu Marikata, who danced for the birth of the Sumeru Grass God, and Orobas, who was still worshipped in Inazuma. But he had never heard of Osel, let alone any companion divine weapons.

Lei Dianzhen could see Li Qingping's confusion. His bright eyes stared into the distance with a melancholy look. He spoke in a low voice, "Teyvat wasn't as peaceful as it is now. Demons could be seen everywhere. Osel was one of them. He was quite capable and occupied a large area. It should be the Yunlai Sea on the edge of Liyue today."

"Doesn't that mean he was defeated by Prince Yan? Why didn't Prince Yan record his glorious achievements in history books?" Li Qingping was surprised to hear this and smacked his lips, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

How much is this magic weapon that accompanies the demon god worth?

"What's there to record? Do you even remember how many slices of bread you've eaten? So many demons have died at the hands of Morax, and Osel isn't even at the top."

Li Qingping wanted to say he barely ate bread, so naturally he didn't remember it, but maybe Prince Yan loved it, so he would remember it. However, seeing Lei Dianzhen's disdain for Osel, he could only smile helplessly. Something on the level of demons and gods was simply incomprehensible to him, someone who had just been struggling with how to resolve the Abyss Apostle Torrent.

"Osel is enormous, usually resting in the deep sea. He controls whirlpools and is one of the few demon gods to possess a companion divine weapon. Strangely enough, this thing should have been destroyed in the battle with Morax." Lei Dian couldn't figure out the reason and simply put it aside. "Well, I taught you, and it's an honor for Osel to be able to use this thing."

Li Qingping had long been accustomed to the woman's tone of voice. He usually addressed the Rock King, who ruled Liyue, by his name, at most adding "Rock God" in front of the title. So it was normal for him to look down on Osel.

"How do I use this Osel's Fang?"