While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

At this moment, she looked like a drunken rich young lady.

"Lady Ningguang seems to have guessed I was coming," Xu Chuan said, sitting down opposite her with great interest.

“It was just a sudden feeling.” Ningguang picked up her wine glass and took a sip. “It’s a pity the banquet is over.”

"Yes, the banquet is over."

Xu Chuan looked at her and smiled faintly, "But the beautiful scenery in front of me is quite a feast for the eyes, and I have certainly had a good time."

Ningguang looked up at him and chuckled softly.

"It seems that missing the banquet has actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Mr. Xu Chuan."

“That’s true,” Xu Chuan replied seriously.

"Pfft, Mr. Xu Chuan really is..."

Xu Chuan noticed that the curve of her lips was softer than usual.

As one of the Seven Stars, Ningguang had heard far too many praises and flattering words, and she had long since become indifferent to them.

He was different; this kind of communication, free from all identities and ulterior motives, made her feel exceptionally relaxed and comfortable.

After some casual conversation, Xu Chuan brought up the Fools' Relic Guard Factory.

Ningguang told him that after the incident with the Vortex Demon God, she ordered the factory located in Qingxupu to be sealed off, where there were still many manufactured relic guardians.

If the Fatui take advantage of the chaos in Liyue to release these things, it will undoubtedly cause great trouble.

Xu Chuan didn't hide anything and said directly that he wanted to take all the finished relics away.

Ningguang didn't ask any further questions. She took out a jade token from her sleeve and handed it to him: "Go to Qingxupu and find the Thousand Rock Army stationed there. Just show them this."

Xu Chuan accepted the jade token, and the two resumed their conversation.

From Liyue Harbor to the Order of the Abyss, the upside-down statue of the Anemo Archon still exists in that ruin, waiting for the Knights of Favonius to send someone to deal with it.

These guys did this blasphemous thing right under the noses of the Liyue Immortals.

It was tantamount to slapping Mondstadt and Liyue in the face.

"The loom of fate?"

"The Abyss Order's secret plots are truly unexpected." Ningguang's expression turned serious; she was very concerned about the Abyss Order, this unstable factor.

This matter was not mentioned in the intelligence gathered by Yelan.

Although Yelan's investigation indicated that the Abyss Order seemed to be gradually withdrawing from Liyue, the incident involving the Vortex Demon God still occurred.

Who knows what these crazy guys will do in Liyue in the future?

"In the future, we hope that Lord Xu Chuan can share information with us regarding the Abyss Order."

"Of course, if we make any discoveries, we will inform you immediately."

"That's no problem."

The Abyss Order is elusive, and Xu Chuan himself only has a vague understanding of Kong's purpose.

It's much more efficient to rely on the combined strength of Mondstadt and Liyue than to search blindly on your own.

The two became increasingly engrossed in their conversation, and the topic gradually veered away from the main subject, becoming quite casual and unconventional.

Perhaps it was because of what was in her cup that Ningguang started talking about her childhood and sharing the journey she took.

Inspired by her, Xu Chuan also started talking about the past.

Unexpectedly, Ningguang was very interested in the other world he mentioned.

In particular, the nuclear deterrence that maintains world peace, the theory of achieving peace through destruction.

She listened intently, forgetting to put down her wine glass, holding it as it swayed slightly, reflecting the moonlight outside the window.

Ningguang's brows furrowed slightly. "So, in your world, peace is maintained by a sword hanging over your head?"

"More or less," Xu Chuan leaned back in his chair, "but it's more complicated."

"complex……"

Ningguang looked down at the remaining liquid in her glass, lost in thought.

These novel things from another world actually share some similarities with my own ideas.

A world without gods doesn't seem as wonderful as we imagine.

That night, Ningguang talked more than usual.

Those worries about Liyue's future, hidden deep in their hearts, loosened their gates in the alcohol and the night, and slowly flowed out.

It's a pity that Ningguang couldn't outlast Xu Chuan in the end.

As dawn broke, she was already yawning repeatedly, her face showing signs of exhaustion.

His eyelids drooped heavily, and his head bobbed up and down, like a sleepy kitten. He looked quite cute.

"I really envy your boundless energy."

Ningguang leaned back on the soft couch, her voice already somewhat slurred, "I wish I could be like you."

"Look at you, you're starting to talk nonsense." Xu Chuan stood up. "Go and get some rest."

"Mmm." Ningguang closed her eyes. "Let's talk again next time..."

The sound grew fainter and fainter until it was almost inaudible.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep on the soft couch, Xu Chuan got up and left.

As we stepped out of the Jade Pavilion, the sky was already beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn.

A morning breeze blows in my face.

Xu Chuan took a deep breath and flew towards Qingxupu in the northwest.

After finding the Thousand Rock Army's encampment and handing over Ningguang's jade token, Xu Chuan entered the ruins' guard factory without any hindrance.

The factory is embedded in the mountainside, and the interior space is very large.

From start to finish, it was equipped with all sorts of mechanical aids, just like the assembly line factory I remembered.

Dozens of unfinished, semi-finished guardian figures of the ruins were still hanging on the assembly line, gleaming with a cold, hard luster.

The assembled finished products were neatly arranged in the warehouse area, like a sleeping army.

"Ruins Guardian Assembly Line..."

Xu Chuan looked at the intricate mechanical structures and couldn't help but chuckle.

"If only the whole factory could be moved, then we wouldn't have to collect relics and guard them everywhere."

Then, he smiled and shook his head, knowing in his heart that the idea was somewhat unrealistic.

Even if you have this factory, without production staff and the necessary materials, it's all for nothing.

The next moment, golden light emanated from his body.

The flowing gold spread rapidly, like the rising tide, silently washing over every guardian of the ruins.

The core lit up, and those colossal creatures began to move, their steps precise and orderly.

One after another, they stepped into the grotto within Xu Chuan's ring.

Boom!dong dong!

The heavy footsteps echoed through the factory, causing the surrounding stone walls to tremble.

After collecting all the ruins' guards, Xu Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

Little by little, one can eventually build up a large mechanical army.

At that time, I will be able to do more things.

Chapter 181 New Clothes, New Look: Liyue Envoy

In the early morning in Liyue Harbor, sunlight filters through the thin mist and spills onto the cobblestone streets, creating a pale golden halo.

Xu Chuan returned from the direction of Qingxupu by stepping into the air, his robes still bearing traces of frost.

The Fools' hidden factory, a relic guarded deep inside the mountain, had been completely looted by him.

He patted the dust off his sleeves and headed straight for the backyard of the Hall of Rebirth.

His movements stopped as soon as his toes touched the ground.

Beneath the old locust tree in the courtyard, Shen He sat cross-legged on a blue stone, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint white aura.

Her breathing was very rhythmic, with her chest rising and falling slowly and steadily, each breath causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

The morning light fell on her frosty white hair, refracting into tiny particles of light. Those strands of hair swayed gently with the flow of energy within her body, yet not a single strand was ever disheveled.

Xu Chuan didn't make a sound to disturb them, so he simply leaned against the pillar, crossed his arms, and watched quietly.

The beauty of spiritual practice lies not in its form, but in its power.

That rhythmic resonance between the physical body and the universe is more captivating than any song or dance.

The last wisp of white mist escaped from her lips, and Shen He opened his eyes, a fleeting glint of icy blue light flashing within them.

She stood up, her body showing no signs of stiffness from sitting for so long, her movements as fluid as mercury flowing across the ground.

"Good morning, Shen He," Xu Chuan finally said.

"Good morning."

Shen He turned his head, his tone calm, but the curve of his eyes was slightly softer than usual.

Xu Chuan's gaze fell on the clothes. He had put a lot of effort into these clothes, using alchemy techniques to refine the fabric, greatly improving its toughness and comfort.

At least there's no need to worry that the clothes won't be able to withstand Shen He's strength and will suddenly burst open.

Upon closer inspection, a faint, dark golden light could be seen flowing through the texture of the fabric, creating a subtle echo with the red rope on Shen He's body.

"Have you felt any discomfort or awkwardness while wearing these clothes these past few days?"

"No." Shen He looked down at his clothes and tugged at his collar.

"It's very comfortable and sturdy, similar to the clothes my master gave me."

Shen He seemed quite satisfied with his new clothes.

Xu Chuan nodded, making a mental note of it.

The effect of refining the fabric using alchemy alone was more stable than he had expected.

Next, you can try incorporating the techniques of talismans into it.

The red rope on Shen He's body is a ready-made reference sample for himself.

That thing was a creation of immortal magic personally cast by True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng. It could both suppress the fate of the Lonely Star Calamity and stabilize the mind.

If one can thoroughly analyze the immortal techniques contained within and replicate them onto clothing, it is equivalent to adding a passive protective array to the wearer.

It serves both as a test of one's progress in cultivating immortal techniques and as a way to satisfy one's own small aesthetic desires.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Xu Chuan's lips curled up slightly.

Long before the Lantern Festival, he went to the best tailor shop in Liyue Harbor and ordered several new outfits for each person according to their figure and temperament.

Ying's dress was only delivered yesterday, and he hasn't had a chance to see how it looks yet.

Today, we should be able to feast our eyes.

Just as I was thinking about it, a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Xu Chuan, where did you run off to last night?!"

Paimon's shouting came from the other end of the corridor, his voice hoarse from just waking up.

The little guy floated over, yawning, rubbing his eyes with his little fists. A small tuft of his fluffy white hair stood up while he slept, like a sparrow with its feathers standing on end.

"We waited for you until very late yesterday, but you didn't even show your face!"

Paimon puffed out her cheeks, put her hands on her hips, and tried to strike a accusing pose, but unfortunately, with her sleepy look, she was not intimidating at all.

"Sorry, sorry, something came up last night." Xu Chuan raised his hand in a gesture of surrender.