Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

"I will definitely... embed you inside a statue!!!"

A terrifying thunderstorm erupted from her center, and the entire space of the Pure Land of One Heart began to violently distort and collapse!

This time, she was truly enraged and vowed to completely annihilate this shameless mortal before her!

Yi Chen, seeing Thor completely enraged, laughed even more heartily.

Right, that is it!

Get angry! Lose your temper!

Only in this way can he find that sliver of an opportunity... to overthrow his superiors!

"When it comes to fighting, of course you do whatever's most effective!"

He even deliberately whistled, further fueling the fire.

"Do I have to tell you in advance whether I'm going to hit your left or right chest, my lord?"

"you!!!"

Lei Yingdian completely abandoned all restraint, and endless lightning engulfed her figure, transforming into a purple streak that could destroy everything, rushing fiercely towards Yi Chen!

Lei Ying's speed in his rage had already exceeded the limits of ordinary people's dynamic vision. Even Yi Chen's wildly spinning Mangekyou Sharingan could only catch a blurry purple afterimage!

The next moment, the chill of death came from behind!

Yi Chen had no time to make any effective reaction. He only felt the space around him pause slightly. Then, countless cold and piercing lightning strikes, containing absolute destructive will, were like death lotuses blooming in an instant, completely engulfing him!

Chichi, chichi, chichi——!

The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out repeatedly as the violent power of lightning frantically eroded every inch of his flesh and every meridian!

My vision was filled with blinding purple light, and my consciousness rapidly sank into excruciating pain and numbness.

Lei Yingdian appeared behind Yi Chen, his back to the charred and broken body that had been completely engulfed by lightning, and the naginata in his hand slowly lowered.

She exhaled softly, and there seemed to be a faint trace of melancholy in her breath, a melancholy that she herself was unaware of.

She didn't actually completely deny this mortal's ideas.

Although his words were harsh, they were all true and pointed directly to Inazuma's chronic illness.

Everything he did was indeed for the sake of this land and its people, but his methods were too extreme, his words too disobedient, and he even used that...that vulgar method to completely enrage her.

"Thank you for everything you did for Inazuma... Rest in peace."

She turned around, preparing to clear the charred remains from her sanctuary.

However, just as she got close—

The "corpse" that should have been completely dead suddenly opened its eyes!

There was no trace of pain or despair left in his eyes, only the ecstatic joy of his successful scheme!

"Haha! You've fallen for my trap!"

Yi Chen's voice was hoarse but loud.

"Eat my Ultra Bomb!!!"

Lei Movie: "!!!"

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented, terrifying energy fluctuation, enough to threaten her very essence, erupted wildly from that shattered body!

That was not elemental force, but a purer, more violent, destructive energy that seemed to burn itself out completely!

He wants to self-destruct?!

Chapter 17 Whose Child

Lei cursed under his breath and transformed into lightning, retreating rapidly!

But the distance was too close! This was exactly the moment Yi Chen had planned!

Boom! ...

An indescribable explosion erupted at the very core of the Pure Land!

A dazzling platinum-gold light, mixed with Yi Chen's last life force, exploded like a supernova, instantly engulfing everything!

Even though Lei Yingdian retreated as fast as he could, he was still hit hard by the devastating shockwave!

"puff--!"

She felt a savage and domineering force slam into her chest, and a sweet taste rose in her throat. A mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably!

His body was flung away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the illusory ground in the distance. His breathing became disordered, and he suffered considerable injuries.

The light gradually dissipated.

The Pure Land of One Heart was in complete disarray. Where Yi Chen had once stood, only faint particles of light and charred remains remained, proving that he had once existed.

Lei Yingdian clutched his chest, slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was terribly gloomy.

She stared at the remaining bits of food, her eyes filled with a complex and unreadable mix of emotions—anger, shock, a hint of lingering fear, and… a kind of indescribable tremor.

An ordinary person actually risked his life to hurt her.

After a long silence, she finally waved her hand, expelling the remaining remnants along with Yichen's last breath from the Pure Land of the Heart and throwing them back into the outside world.

After doing all this, she closed her eyes again, adjusting the surging energy within her body.

A moment later, her consciousness reconnected with the castle tower dolls in the outside world.

The announcement from the castle tower swept through Inazuma like the coldest frost.

"The traitor Kujo Itsuki, who overstepped his authority and blasphemed the will of the gods, has been executed in a duel before the Emperor."

"Effective immediately, Kujo Sara will assume the duties of acting head of the Tenryo magistrate."

When the news spread, the whole country was shocked. What followed was not cheers, but immense, indescribable grief and deathly silence.

On the streets and alleys, the rice bowls in the hands of the people who had just been able to eat their fill and see hope thanks to Yichen's policies seemed to suddenly become incredibly heavy.

The elderly silently wiped away their tears, the women covered their faces and sobbed, and the children, though bewildered, sensed the sadness in the air and stopped playing.

They couldn't believe that the young representative who brought light and change had been so ruthlessly erased by the gods.

Hope had just begun to sprout when it was abruptly extinguished.

Ayato Kamisato has locked himself in his study and hasn't left for several days.

On the table lay the official document announcing Yi Chen's death, which he read over and over again, as if trying to draw blood from those cold words.

His face, which used to always be adorned with a gentle smile, was now blank and lifeless.

He had planned his escape route, but he never expected that the god would so directly and domineeringly take everything away.

All his calculations and expectations seemed utterly ridiculous in the face of absolute divine power.

He just sat there blankly, as if all his energy had been drained away.

Tianling Fengxingfu.

Kujo Sara gripped the document appointing her as his deputies tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Her face showed no joy at the promotion, only immense bewilderment and sorrow.

That "younger brother" who, despite his eccentric behavior, truly cared for Inazuma and even shoved a pile of documents into her hand when she kicked down the door... is he really dead?

Did she die by the sword of the general she served?

This sudden appointment felt as if it were stained with his blood, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

Who should she hate? And who could she possibly hate?

The moment Yae no Miko heard the news, the gohei she was playing with fell to the floor with a "thud".

She was uncharacteristically stunned, and the ever-present confident smile on her face vanished without a trace.

"This child..."

"...Why didn't they give any warning before going to challenge a god to a duel?!"

She suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the hall.

"All those backup plans I prepared! Those ancient talismans that could save my life, confuse my senses, and even temporarily obscure the castle tower's perception... I didn't use a single one of them!"

"They just... charged straight in... and exploded?!"

Yae no Miko held her forehead, feeling a wave of weakness wash over her.

"What a... fool, even more reckless than a fox!"

Meanwhile, in distant Mondstadt.

Wendy, who was leisurely sipping her wine as a gift from the angels, suddenly froze as she brought the glass to her lips.

In his eyes, which were always smiling, all the ease and comfort vanished instantly, turning into a bottomless coldness.

The mellow liquor in the glass seemed to reflect the eternally stormy sky of Inazuma.

“Barzebu…”

He spoke in a low voice, his tone no longer light and cheerful, but carrying a deep, menacing anger that seemed to be brewing a storm.

"You've gone too far."

The two signature blue braids at the back of his head suddenly shone with a pure and dazzling divine light!

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the tavern, as if merging into the breeze, and instantly appeared above the old site of the Wind Dragon.

"Tvarin!"

His voice, carrying an undeniable authority, reached the ears of the East Wind Dragon.

The enormous wind dragon raised its head and looked at the wind god before it, whose aura was completely different from usual.

"Come with me to Inazuma."

The door to the Kamisato-yashiki, shrouded in grief and oppression, was gently knocked on.

Thomas, who was in charge of handling external affairs and was also feeling heavy-hearted, took a deep breath, tried to compose himself, and went to open the door.

However, the visitor or messenger outside the door was not the one they had expected.

There stood a little boy, about three years old, alone at the door.

He had soft black hair and delicate features like a porcelain doll, but his wide-open eyes revealed a liveliness that was completely out of character for his age.

Just as Thomas was wondering whose lost child this was, the little boy looked up at him and greeted him with a grin in a tone that sounded both mature and condescending, yet instantly struck Thomas like a thunderbolt:

"Hey, long time no see, Thomas, right?"

The little boy tilted his head and pointed his short finger into the room.

"Take me to see Ayato Kamisato."

Thomas stood frozen in place, as if petrified, his eyes wide open.

He stared in disbelief at the child before him, shrunk countless times, yet whose features, especially the mannerisms and tone of voice, were almost identical to the person he remembered…

An absurd yet heart-pounding thought suddenly crashed into his mind!

"Lord Yi... Lord Yichen?!"

Thomas's voice was distorted by extreme shock, becoming so shrill it almost cracked.

Chapter 18 Little Nose Yichen

Thomas stood frozen in place, his brain completely shut down, only repeating those few words.

"Lord Yi Chen?! How...how did you...become like this?!"

Standing at the door, little Yichen looked at Thomas's dumbfounded and incoherent expression and wrinkled his little nose impatiently.

He tried to strike a mature pose with his arms crossed, but found it a bit difficult to lift his arms with his short little hands. In the end, he could only put his hands on his hips and try to raise his chubby, fair face to create a bit of an imposing presence.

However, this action, combined with his three-head-tall proportions and big, round eyes, is not intimidating at all; instead, it's outrageously cute.

"Nonsense, of course it's me!"

When Xiao Yichen spoke, his voice was a clear and tender child's voice, but his tone was extremely mature and even a little disdainful.