Modern Teyvat, bound to the Abyss Spiral

His anxious heart finally settled down a little.

The Yanshang Teahouse was indeed not a simple place, but judging from the content on the note, the other party was not the underworld gangsters that Li Qingping had guessed, but instead seemed to be looking for trouble with the Abyss Cult.

The Abyss Cult is notorious on the continent of Teyvat, but its methods are even more cruel than its reputation, and it never leaves anyone alive. The Seven Kingdoms have been fighting hard, but they are like rats in a sewer, sometimes killing one group and another will pop up, but more often than not, they suffer heavy losses.

The problems of the abyss have plagued the continent of Teyvat for thousands of years, and they are very powerful.

However, such situations are rarely encountered in Liyue. Li Qingping had just heard the news about the Thousand Rocks Army wiping out the Abyss Cult's stronghold on a TV amplified by a roadside shop some time ago.

But what is the origin of this Yanshang Teahouse? Why is it involved in this?

Li Qingping felt that Yanshang Tea House probably had some official background, and that Sister Lan probably really had a lot of friends in Yujingtai.

It’s not that Li Qingping was afraid of going astray. He could always get out if he entered the wrong place. But if Lei Dian, who had woken up, really knew about this, he would probably laugh at him for years.

No, buddy! You are the heir of the Dream Tianxin Style after all. I, Lei Dian, am the last disciple of the Lei Dian School, but you ended up joining the underworld?

Li Qingping could imagine Lei Dian laughing out loud and teasing him. That would be too scary and embarrassing.

It seems that there is no such worry now, and Yanshang Tea House does seem to be a good place to make money.

The cold wind was blowing, and it felt like a knife scraping against his face. Li Qingping blew some warm air onto his frozen hands, rubbed his face, and thought about how to get to Qingxupu.

Qingxupu is located on the southwest side of Lisha Suburbs. Starting from the southwest gate of Liyue City, you can reach it by following the main road, but you can't just walk there.

Beep, a dull horn sounded beside Li Qingping.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Get in the car!" A black Santana stopped by the roadside. The car body was angular and looked like a big box. Then the window with the damaged sun film rolled down. Ren Siqian leaned over the passenger seat with his upper body and shouted at Li Qingping with difficulty.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Li Qingping carefully opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and closed the door gently.

It was simple. The entire frame of this Santana was shaking when it was parked, and Li Qingping was afraid that the car would be damaged.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he also understood why Ren Siqian had to lie down and talk to him - he even had to manually crank the car window.

"Don't I still have to rely on you at night? I should be more sensible too... Hey! What's with that expression on your face? This is the top-of-the-line model from 2007. It cost 70,000 or 80,000 Mora at that time!" Ren Siqian widened his eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with Li Qingping's underestimation of his car.

Li Qingping looked at the hand-cranked car window beside him and wondered, "But it's already 2015. Where did you find this antique?"

"What taste? It's a free car! This was discarded by the head office. The higher-ups thought it wouldn't sell for much money, so they gave it to us employees to run the business." Even though it was an antique, a discarded product, with a shaky frame, and the tissue paper on the center console would move back and forth several times after the car had been driven a few hundred meters, Ren Siqian couldn't hide his joy.

Li Qingping glanced at the passenger seat. The trademark was still there, a little mottled, but it was recognizable as Northland Bank.

"There's a small test for joining the company, and I'm going to take care of it now."

"Tell me where you want to go. It's not easy to get into this Yanshang Teahouse. I've sent it there several times but failed. Please don't let me down." Ren Siqian waved his hand, unwilling to discuss the car issue with Li Qingping anymore.

He felt that he couldn't discuss this topic with Li Qingping, who was not even qualified to take a driver's license test.

"Lisha Suburbs, stop near Qingxupu, and leave the rest to me." Liyue City is ridiculously large, not to mention the suburbs. Li Qingping was worrying about how to get there, but he didn't expect someone to give him a pillow when he felt sleepy.

"Lishajiao? I heard that a group of Hilichurls have come to that place recently. Are you sure?" Ren Siqian asked in surprise.

"I will be careful."

Li Qingping touched the Tooth of Osel in his pocket, thinking that it shouldn't be a big problem. He should be about the same strength as that of Torrent Old Deng. If he couldn't beat him, he could just run away.

Although the Abyss Cult's notoriety spread far and wide, its internal structure is little known. The world only knows about the Abyss Mages at most. The public collection of books in Liyue hardly mentions the strength of the Abyss Apostles, not to mention those elite Abyss Apostles who are given special titles.

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Ren Siqian drove out of Liyue City, passed three checkpoints heavily guarded by the Qianyan Army, and parked the car on the nearest road to Liqingxupu.

The road to Qingxupu ends at the Layered Abyss, a vast, bottomless pit. Since Liyue's founding, countless monsters have emerged from nowhere, and even traces of the Abyss Cult can be seen there.

Therefore, the Qianyan Army has heavily guarded the Layered Rock Abyss, and the checkpoints set up along the way are only to ensure smooth logistics in the Layered Rock Abyss.

"Don't do anything rash if you don't have the Eye of God." Ren Siqian advised.

"We have to make a lot of money tonight." Li Qingping got out of the car and looked around. Through a grove of bare, leafless trees, he could already see the vague outline of Qingxupu in the distance. "Are there any weapons in the car? Long swords or something like that?"

"The Edgeless Sword, produced by Liyue Hardware Store, is the only one I have." Ren Siqian turned around and took a long sword from the back seat. The style was exactly the same as the one Li Qingping used in the Abyss Spiral in his dream.

"That's enough." Li Qingping took the sword and weighed it to find it was just right.

This was the first time in seventeen years that he had come into contact with cold weapons outside of the Abyss Spiral in his dream.

"Qingxupu has a Thousand Rocks Army coming to clean up the monsters every month. Now there are only some Hillichurls at most. I'll give you an hour. If they don't come out, I'll call the Thousand Rocks Army!" Ren Siqian said in a deep voice.

He had never seen Li Qingping use a sword before, so this time was already the limit. Otherwise, he would get into trouble, but losing a life would not be worth it.

"It's too much. Give me forty minutes." Li Qingping closed the car door, waved his hand, and walked straight towards Qingxupu.

He did not explain to Ren Siqian that there were not only Qiuqiu people in Qingxu Puli, but also a group of Abyss Cults. Even if someone with the Eye of God entered alone, it would be dangerous.

Fortunately, he learned some self-defense swordsmanship from Lei Dian, and those hillbillies can't be more difficult to deal with than that old Deng from Jiliu, right?

Li Qingping walked away from the highway, passed through the dense jungle, and arrived in front of Qingxupu.

Qingxupu is a piece of broken walls in a puddle. No one can clearly tell its origin, and no one knows why it was abandoned. But now it is the favorite stronghold of monsters.

Walking out of the bushes, Li Qingping saw at a glance several wooden shield hillbillies guarding the gate of Qingxupu, the archer hillbillies taking a nap on a high point, and a fire abyss wizard floating in the air.

Now that the traces of the Abyss Cult have been confirmed, then what he is looking for on the note is most likely here.

This was related to whether he could enter the Yanshang Tea House and make a lot of money, so Li Qingping put in all his strength to deal with the torrent.

"Abyss Mage in front, do you have something shameful in your hand? Can you give it to me?" Li Qingping walked towards the monster in the shallow puddle.

The sudden human voice startled the monsters.

The Thousand Rocks Army is coming again? This was the monsters' first reaction.

The dozing archer Hillichur picked up the crossbow on the ground, glanced back and forth at the jungle below, and prepared to count the number of Thousand Rock Army.

The Archer Hilliard looked down, rubbed his eyes in confusion, and confirmed again and again that there was nothing wrong with his eyesight before reporting the situation to the leading Fire Abyss Mage.

There was only one person, who looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He was carrying an ordinary longsword bought at a street stall, and he was not wearing the uniform of the Qianyan Army, nor did he have the Eye of God.

The Fire Abyss Mage couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

You dare to cause trouble for the Abyss Cult even though you have nothing. Do you think that these Abyss Mages are no longer able to lift their swords?

He is simply courting death. What does this young fool think of their Abyss Cult?

But...why does this person know that the thing is in Lishajiao?

The Fire Abyss Mage arrived at Lisha Suburbs just yesterday, shouldering an important mission entrusted by the Abyss Cult - waiting for the elite members of the Abyss Cult lurking in Liyue to take away the things and secretly deliver them to Liyue City.

The Fire Abyss Mage had no idea what the item was, but was told to personally deliver it to the contact person. That contact person was a noble Abyss Apostle, definitely not the human in front of him.

"Kid, you're courting death!" Fire Abyss Mage said sinisterly, "Go ahead, don't let him go."

Ten wooden shield hillbillies followed the order of the Fire Abyss Mage and pressed forward. The archer hillbilly on the high ground also pulled the crossbow string to full strength and aimed it at the young man below.

Li Qingping allowed the Qiuqiu people to surround him.

"That's it. It doesn't matter. I know the rules. She really said that there is no point in talking unless the enemy is knocked down. Wait until my sword is on your neck, and you will confess." Li Qingping drew his sword.

The Fire Abyss Mage was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, a laughter that was no more pleasant than crying.

The Hilichurls he controlled now were all at level five. You have to know that adults in Teyvat without the Eye of God were only at that level. He didn't know why the young man in front of him, who didn't even have the Eye of God, could be so calm and composed.

As for the rules? This Fire Abyss Mage, who was entrusted with such a heavy responsibility, had killed countless people in Teyvat, yet he had never seen anyone dare to talk about the rules with the members of the Abyss Cult!

And the Zhen mentioned by the young man in front of him, he felt that he was most likely a guy who didn't know how to live or die. It was a pity that there was only one person coming today, and he couldn't kill them all to maintain the reputation of the Abyss.

"Break his hands and feet, I have something to ask him!"

The Fire Abyss Mage gave the order and the Hilichurls took action.

Volume 1: 6. External Magical Organ, Osel's Fang

The people of Wooden Shield Hill gave up their defense and smashed Li Qingping's hands and feet with wooden hammers in both hands.

The Fire Abyss Mage had already closed his eyes in ecstasy, ready to listen to the wails of humans with broken limbs.

There is not always a chance to torture a Liyue person.

"what!!"

The wailing came as expected, but it did not come from Li Qingping, but from those Qiuqiu people.

The Fire Abyss Mage was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Li Qingping was standing.

The people from the Wooden Shield Hill who had surrounded Li Qingping fell into a puddle of blood, with broken limbs and wooden hammers scattered all over the ground.

Li Qingping stabbed the hillbillies one by one, and only after confirming that none of them survived did he shake off the blood stains on his edgeless sword and walked towards the Fire Abyss Mage through the puddles.

The Fire Abyss Mage frowned, thinking that this kid had actually dealt with so many Hilichurls in the blink of an eye. He was really capable. It turned out that he had misjudged him.

Many of his hillbillies died, but the Fire Abyss Mage was not panicked. He believed he could kill faster and more gracefully than Li Qingping.

Compared with Li Qingping's impressive skills, the calmness with which he took the life of the hillbilly without changing his expression puzzled the Fire Abyss Mage even more. He always felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be accustomed to death.

But according to his experience, the youthfulness of the boy's face could not be faked, and he was definitely no older than eighteen.

A minor who often kills people, is this...appropriate?

The Fire Abyss Mage didn't understand.

But people who have been killed many times know that killing is actually like this.

In the Abyss Spiral, Li Qingping died countless times at the hands of the Abyss Apostle Riptide.

Those deaths are not meaningless numbers. Beheading, throat slitting, beheading... these pains will be reflected in the real body at once when waking up from the dream.

At first, Li Qingping would pass out in pain, and upon waking, he would often be in excruciating pain all over his body, and only be able to move his fingers slightly late at night. After a period of adaptation, Li Qingping was no longer unconscious, but would just roll around in pain on the bed, lying there until the afternoon before he could barely stand up and move.

By now, Li Qingping's reaction was probably like this. Last night, he was cut in half 10 times by Jiliu Laodeng, losing 12 heads. "Laodeng, wait for me, I must avenge this, but now I have to go to school." Then, he washed up neatly and rushed out to catch the bus.

You say it hurts? You've already complained about it.

He couldn't bring himself to use the knife because his hands were shaking, and he stood there in shock, terrified as he watched the boiling blood gushing out of the artery. These things had nothing to do with Li Qingping. Even if they had existed before, they had long been buried in the first layer of the spiral of the abyss in his dream by the torrent.

So the Fire Abyss Mage's guess was pretty much right, but Li Qingping was used to it. However, he was always the one being killed.

The archer Hilliard standing on a high place pulled the trigger, and the crossbow arrow flew through the air at an extremely fast speed.

Li Qingping was even faster and dodged them all with a few quick moves.

The archers were shocked. They thought Li Qingping would be hit by at least one arrow, so they quickly pulled the string again and prepared to shoot again.

Seeing this, Li Qingping turned around and used the force to suddenly swing the long sword in his hand. The ordinary edgeless sword turned into a beam of silver light in the air and firmly embedded itself into the moss-covered stone wall of Qingxupu.

Immediately afterwards, two archer hillbillies fell from a high place one after another.

A sword pierces the heart and kills the two hills.

The remaining archers and hillbillies all stopped their actions and stared in a daze at the edgeless sword with half of the blade embedded in the wall.

They were at least 50 meters away from Li Qingping! This force was even more powerful than the crossbows in their hands, making them look very stupid.

These hillbillies, who usually acted as cannon fodder and turned and ran away when they saw the Thousand Rocks Army, racked their brains but could not understand how a human without the Eye of God could do it.

Just throw it away casually like that?

Not to mention the Hilichurls, even the Fire Abyss Mage who had been so calm just now couldn't hold it anymore.

The Fire Abyss Mage hurriedly waved his staff to summon a fire elemental shield. One layer was not enough, so he had to waste some elemental power to stack a few more layers.

After some manipulation, he let out a long sigh and suppressed the shock in his heart.

Who is this kid?

The Fire Abyss Mage admitted that he had spoken a little loudly earlier. If that flying sword had just been aimed at him, the most shameful way of death within the Abyss Cult might have been rewritten.

——In a certain year and month, the battle-hardened fire mage of the Abyss Cult was killed by a flying sword from a young man from Liyue.

I have to add a note on the side: after only one encounter, the other party did not possess the Eye of God.

The sword was so fast that the Fire Abyss Mage was certain that he could not open the elemental shield.

Are all the young people in Liyue monsters!

For a moment, the Fire Abyss Mage suddenly felt sympathy for his colleagues in Liyue. It turned out that his colleagues were all fighting against people like him. No wonder the Abyss's reputation was not well-known in Liyue.

No... The person in front of me is definitely a special case. I don’t know where he came from. I’m afraid he must be a disciple of the Liyue immortal family. Otherwise, Liyue alone can counterattack the abyss.

The Fire Abyss Mage gripped his wand harder and harder, constantly reminding himself to stay calm and not be frightened by a little kid without the Eye of God.