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

“Hmph,” Paimon answered for Xu Chuan, arms crossed, “He’s also a guest elder of the Hall of Rebirth.”

The young master's eyes widened slightly, then he smiled again, but this time there was a hint of seriousness in his smile.

"Nice to meet you." He cupped his hands in greeting to Xu Chuan, his tone much warmer than before.

"Perfect timing! With the help of two guest advisors, things will surely proceed smoothly."

Xu Chuan and Zhong Li exchanged a glance.

Zhongli picked up the teacup, took a slow sip, and his gaze was as calm as an ancient well.

Xu Chuan leaned back in his wheelchair, a harmless smile on his face.

Chapter 109 A Win-Win Situation

Inside the glazed pavilion, several people took their seats one after another.

Before long, dishes of Liyue cuisine, which are quite famous in Liyue, were served one after another, and the aroma of the delicacies wafted through the air.

Just smelling it makes you feel hungry.

The dishes at Liuliting are completely different from those at Wanmintang.

Wanmintang is a place with a lively, bustling atmosphere, filled with large bowls and plates.

Liuli Pavilion is exquisite and meticulous, with dishes arranged like paintings, each dish like a work of art.

"Come, come, try this squirrel-shaped mandarin fish."

The young master greeted them warmly, pointing his chopsticks on the table, "One of Liuli Pavilion's signature dishes, it tastes quite good."

Xu Chuan picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks; it was fresh and tender, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour.

He nodded and picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks.

After satisfying his appetite, his gaze subtly fell upon the young master.

This last chief executive of the Fools was using chopsticks in a very strange way.

The two bamboo chopsticks in his hands were like unruly puppets, dropping whatever they picked up.

He picked up a piece of braised pork three times, only to drop it three times, before finally giving up and eating it by poking it with his chopsticks.

"This thing is really hard to use, even harder to master than some obscure weapons."

"Practice makes perfect," Paimon said, as he skillfully picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork rib with his chopsticks, took a bite, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"You'll naturally master the method after trying it a few more times."

The young master watched her nimble movements, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

"That's right. That's how my master taught me martial arts... until every movement was etched into my bones."

As he spoke, a hint of nostalgia appeared on the young master's face.

Xu Chuan became interested, put down his chopsticks and said, "To be able to train such a young Fool's Enforcer, your master must be quite extraordinary."

"My master is indeed a rare and powerful expert."

The young master spoke with respect, “It’s a pity that I haven’t been able to see her for a long time.”

The reason you can't see her is simply because she doesn't want to.

Xu Chuan picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Because of her own actions, the commotion caused by the Layered Rock Abyss attracted Skykirk, and she thus made a brief stop in Liyue Harbor.

However, at this time she should still be studying that Heavenly Nail Crystal.

Studying the human realm's power within the realm of celestial principles might offer her a different perspective.

If they're lucky, the two masters and disciples might actually get to meet.

As for telling the young master that his master was in Liyue Harbor, Xu Chuan wasn't that free to do so.

Paimon devoured the food on the table in a flash, while Ying occasionally served her some food and took a bite herself.

"I have already spoken with Mr. Zhongli about seeking an audience with the Celestial Ancestor's Dharma Transformation of the Rock King Emperor, and he is willing to help."

Ying glanced at Zhongli.

Zhongli sat upright like a pine tree, his face calm and revealing no emotion.

Xu Chuan leaned back in his wheelchair, fully aware that the young master had euphemistically claimed to be helping Ying to seek an audience with the Immortal Ancestor.

In reality, they were merely using this opportunity to search for the whereabouts of the Heart of the Rock God.

The ceremony of sending off the immortals was just a pretext; the real purpose was to get close to the ancestral immortals and witness their transformation.

According to the plot, after the young master cannot find the Heart of God in the Golden House, he will directly use the Unrestricted Talisman to release the Vortex Demon God Oser as a bargaining chip.

But this time...

Xu Chuan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

After the incident at the Abyss of the Rocks, Ningguang's attitude towards the Fatui was not just as simple as "being wary".

The Thousand Rock Army has already captured several elite squads of the Fools.

Is the young master planning something big in Liyue?

First, let's ask Tianquan Star if he agrees.

"I'm very curious," Xu Chuan put down his teacup, "What benefits do you gain from sponsoring the Rebirth Hall to hold the Sending-Off-the-Immortals Ceremony?"

His tone was casual, but his words were barbed.

Ying glanced at Xu Chuan, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

But she chose to believe Xu Chuan, the man who wouldn't harm her.

Zhong Li remained seated, somewhat curious about what Xu Chuan would say next.

Knowing this guy as he did, he knew this wasn't just a casual question.

The young master paused, his chopsticks hanging in mid-air.

"That's how making friends is; you help me, I help you."

There's an old saying in Liyue: "When you're out in the world, you rely on your friends."

“I’m new to Liyue and don’t know anyone here. Both Ying and Mr. Zhongli are people worth befriending, so I’ll lend them a hand.”

"I see." Xu Chuan nodded, looking apologetic. "I was being a bit petty and judging others by my own standards."

He picked up his teacup, offering tea instead of wine, and toasted the young master, saying, "I hope you won't find me a bad friend."

The young master quickly raised his cup and clinked it against the glass: "You flatter me, Mr. Xu."

The two of them drank their tea at the same time.

Xu Chuan put down his teacup and then changed the subject.

"I happen to have a problem that I can't solve."

He looked at the young master, his eyes full of expectation, "Friend, could you help me?"

The young master opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Good heavens, so this was where he was waiting.

He just made the offer, and now someone is actually asking for his help. Can he say no?

The young master's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal: "Ahem... I wonder how I can be of any help?"

"Just some rare materials."

Xu Chuan waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Something like molten gold mud and jadeite rock."

He looked down at his body covered in bandages and sighed.

"It's all my fault for being unable to move around easily, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to trouble you, young master."

The young master breathed a sigh of relief.

I've never heard of it, but it sounds like just some materials, probably nothing valuable.

Northern Bank is wealthy and powerful; this small amount of money is nothing to them.

"It's alright." The young master smiled again and patted his chest. "I'm holding you."

Xu Chuan smiled sincerely: "Then thank you very much, young master."

Zhongli, who was sitting to the side, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

His expression remained unchanged, but a faint smile flickered in his eyes.

Leaving aside other things, let's talk about two items: Gold Dust and Jadeite Rock, which are extremely rare in the Liyue market.

Zhongli put down his teacup, already understanding what Xu Chuan wanted.

The atmosphere at the ensuing dinner was exceptionally pleasant.

The young master had done a favor and made contact with the Hall of Rebirth, thus achieving his goal.

Zhongli received the funds for the Immortal Sending Ceremony, which was both respectable and hassle-free.

Xu Chuan obtained the rare materials for the Dust-Making Song Pot without spending a penny or even having to run errands himself.

A win-win-win situation.

As for who lost?

Xu Chuan picked up a piece of food and chewed it with relish.

Anyway, it wasn't him.

Ying sat opposite him, looking at Xu Chuan's sincere smile.

She felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Xu Chuan picked up his teacup and offered another cup to the young master.

The young master raised his cup to clink with hers, his face beaming with smiles.

During this time, Xu Chuan also subtly inquired about the woman's information.

She escaped in Mondstadt; if we were to run into her again in Liyue, I wonder what kind of expression that guy would have.

Chapter 110 Zhongli's Thanks

At the entrance of the Liuli Pavilion.

The young master stopped, his smile unable to conceal the determination in his eyes. "I have some things to take care of, so I'll take my leave first."

Zhongli nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.

The young master turned and strode away, his steps light and quick, his brown hair glistening slightly in the afternoon sunlight.

He befriended two guest elders of the Hall of Rebirth, thus opening the way to seek an audience with the immortal ancestor's karmic remains.

I'm only one step away from the Heart of the Geo Archon.

Perhaps he will be the first among all the executives to obtain the Heart of God.

Xu Chuan watched his figure disappear around the street corner.

"Let's go." Ying pushed the wheelchair towards Bubulu. "Go back and rest properly."

Zhongli lagged half a step behind, following at a leisurely pace.

Along the way, the group chatted from time to time.

However, it was mostly Zhongli who was telling the story to the three of them.

Back in Bubulu's room, Ying pushed the wheelchair to the bedside and helped Xu Chuan sit back on the bed.

Paimon flew around once and landed on the bedside table, crossed his legs and sat down, looking like he could finally take a break.

Zhongli stood in the center of the room, looking around.

His gaze lingered on the doll for a moment, then turned to Xu Chuan.

“You had the young master collect those materials,” he began, his tone as casual as if he were remarking on the fine weather, “to prepare for crafting the Dust Song Pot.”