Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

Jiang Bai thought it was happy because he had rescued it, and didn't think much of it.

"You actually didn't go with the sect leader, you actually have a conscience~"

Jiang Bai rubbed the little thing's head with satisfaction, and the white aura that originally covered the arm climbed up to form a shoulder armor at the shoulder.

Jiang Bai placed Gudu on his shoulder, through a layer of shoulder armor, to prevent it from getting his clothes wet.

"You'd better stay put and don't fall!"

It blew out a small bubble and made a gurgling sound.

It's like super glue, sticking firmly to the shoulder armor, as if it were an extension of itself.

Jiang Bai hummed a song as he spun his wheelchair out of the courtyard, greeting the attendants along the way.

With the turtle tattoo on his face, Jiang Bai walked into the restaurant amidst the shocked yet barely suppressed laughter of the attendants.

It was well past lunchtime, and although there were still people in the restaurant, there weren't many.

Upon seeing Jiang Bai, some people couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Seeing that they were staring at his face, Jiang Bai subconsciously reached out and touched it, but found nothing.

Is there something on my face?

"Hahaha, see for yourself!"

A female attendant laughed as she pulled out a mirror and handed it to him, allowing Jiang Bai to see the terrible state of his face.

His originally bright, piercing eyes, including his nose, were painted black, but not completely; white areas were left as patterns on the tortoise shell.

He had a lifelike turtle tail drawn on his forehead, with four claws distributed across his face, and the turtle's head connected to his mouth. When he spoke, it sounded like the turtle was talking too, which was incredibly funny.

Jiang Bai crashed.

It's obvious who did this.

No wonder he didn't see anyone after he woke up; they obviously slipped away early in the morning to avoid being discovered.

"Master!"

Jiang Bai gritted his teeth, his jaw clenching so hard he was practically screaming. He wouldn't be Jiang if he didn't bring the painting back!

He took out the Four Directions Sutra and headed towards the location of the walnut.

As for the turtle on his face, he was too lazy to wipe it off.

Since he'd already lost face, he was going to make sure everyone in the Rebirth Hall knew about Hu Tao's evil deeds!

Seeing Jiang Bai hurriedly pushing his wheelchair out, Uncle Ge, who had been trying to suppress his laughter, finally burst into laughter.

Since Jiang Bai arrived, Hu Tao has been like a friend, spending much less time wandering around outside.

The elders witnessed firsthand the difficulties and hardships the head of the hall had endured when he took over the ancestral hall at such a young age.

They are happy to have someone willing to play around with Hu Tao now.

With a face painted with a turtle, Jiang Bai pushed his wheelchair around the Hall of Rebirth, asking everyone he met where Hu Tao was. After almost everyone knew about Hu Tao's evil deeds, he finally followed the pointer and slowly made his way to Zhong Li's courtyard.

The little ghost, who had been keeping watch, saw Jiang Bai approaching and darted back to its master's arms to report the news.

Hu Tao immediately put down her teacup, left a sentence, and went into Zhong Li's room under his questioning gaze.

"Jiang Bai is here, old man, you absolutely mustn't let him find me!"

Zhongli was full of questions, not understanding what these two were up to.

Until he saw Jiang Bai's face.

He, who was usually calm and composed, almost choked on his tea. Under Jiang Bai's resentful gaze, it took him a while to calm down.

"Mr. Zhongli, the sect leader is with you, isn't he...?"

Zhongli silently pointed into the house and decisively sold the walnuts.

Hu Tao, who was secretly observing the movements outside, sensed that something was very wrong, but Jiang Bai had already pushed the door open and entered, leaving her nowhere to hide.

"Master..."

Looking at the guilty-looking Hu Tao, Jiang Bai's voice was resentful.

With his hands behind his back, Hu Tao looked up at the ceiling and whistled, "What business do you have with me, the head of this hall?"

Across a large desk, Jiang Bai pointed to his face and said, "Master, do you know whose handiwork this turtle on my face is?"

Hu Tao looked surprised and asked knowingly, "Who is so bold as to draw a turtle on your face!"

"I'd also like to know who's so bold as to let me know, I'll definitely draw one on her face too." Jiang Bai said, picking up the calligraphy brush from Zhong Li's desk.

"This behavior is truly outrageous! Wait here, I, the head of this hall, will help you catch them!" With that, Hu Tao turned to slip away.

A stone wall blocked the door, and even the windows were sealed off.

Jiang Bai, holding a calligraphy brush, approached Hu Tao menacingly.

He chased, she fled; in the small study, separated by a desk, a scene of the King of Qin running around a pillar unfolded.

Jiang Bai, in his wheelchair, was at a significant disadvantage. Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Hu Tao smugly lowered her eyelids and stuck out her tongue in a provocative gesture:

"Hehe, it was drawn by this master himself, come on, come on~"

"Alright, the hall master has finally admitted it..." Jiang Bai smiled, and several rock pillars rose from the ground, blocking all of Hu Tao's paths.

Hu Tao's figure flashed and she traversed into the spirit world.

The rock pillars kept appearing and disappearing, and Hu Tao kept moving through them. Finally, with nowhere to avoid it, she jumped onto Zhong Li's desk.

Zhongli sat in the pavilion, considering whether he should go in and interrupt their playful fight, lest they break his things.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

Forget it, if it's broken, I'll just have Jiang Bai buy me a new one.

"Master, we've caught you..."

Jiang Bai grabbed Hu Tao's ankle, pulled her down onto the table, and brought the calligraphy brush close to her face with a sinister look.

Feeling the cold touch of the ink dripping onto her face, Hu Tao looked terrified.

Don't come here! !

Chapter 252 The Talisman of No Taboos

D'Artagnan walked through the secluded laboratory, tossing the Mora he had acquired at great expense in his hand.

His fingers were incredibly nimble; Mora tumbled and leaped on his fingertips, then he flicked his finger, and Mora landed steadily in a container.

"How's the imitation of the Unfettered Talisman coming along?" he asked casually as he strolled around the lab, addressing the researchers dressed in white uniforms and wearing bird-beak masks.

“The finished product is ready. Please take a look.” A researcher took out a talisman of no taboos and respectfully handed it to D'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan was in a good mood as he looked at the replica of the Unbound Talisman.

The Talisman of No Taboos is a token left behind by the Rock King Emperor. It contains remnants of the Rock King Emperor's divine power. Holding this Talisman of No Taboos allows one to pay homage to immortals, and even to the Rock King Emperor himself.

He discovered the first "Talisman of No Taboos" by chance at the Rock Tea House while collecting debts; it was a complete surprise.

However, if one wishes to have an audience with the Rock King Emperor, one must wait until the Immortal Invitation Ceremony.

As for how he would obtain the Heart of God after meeting the Rock King Emperor, he hadn't figured it out yet.

He was quite curious to see if he could win against the god Morax with his own strength, even though the chances of winning were slim.

But no matter the outcome, what he truly desires is a satisfying and exhilarating battle.

As for how to obtain the Heart of God after defeat, there is an old saying in Liyue: "The road will be clear when the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge." Take it one step at a time, and there will always be an opportunity.

The reason for creating so many imitations is that they contain the divine power of the Rock God, and can also be considered as an attempt and a contingency plan.

Many demon gods have perished in Liyue, and many more have been sealed away. Utilizing Morax's divine power to unseal a demon god and force Morax out would certainly be a viable option.

In short, since there's no way to see the Rock King, we can only try all sorts of methods. Maybe one of our backup plans will come in handy someday?

A researcher operating the machine to test the Mora looked up and said, "Young Master, according to the test, this Mora does not contain any divine power like the Unfettered Talisman."

"No... As expected, not everything retains divine power..." D'Artagnan wasn't disappointed, after all, the expense could be reimbursed.

"I remember the Queen once said that Mora was forged from the flesh and blood of Morax. Although I think it's a bit far-fetched that all Mora on the continent are made from Morax's flesh and blood, this first Mora definitely is. Let's study it more; maybe we can find something out. It would be even better if we could learn about Morax's weaknesses from it..."

D'Artagnan then gave the instructions.

Although his current plan is to wait for the Immortal Invitation Ceremony to present the Hundred Taboos Scroll to the Rock King Emperor, it does not prevent him from making some other arrangements.

......

No matter how turbulent things are in Liyue, they have nothing to do with Kong, who is far away in the snowy mountains.

After a night of rest and confirming that the Kongs and Teyvats were not much different, Abedor began his experiments with the elements.

Do you remember how you mastered the element of wind?

Sora nodded and truthfully explained how he mastered the wind element: "I placed my hand on the Seven Gods statue of the Wind God, and after that, I was able to use the wind element."

He was not very skilled at controlling the wind element at first, which startled Dvalin.

It was through continuous use and combat that he became adept at using the elements. Furthermore, by observing the flow of wind in his daily life, he was able to create powerful elemental bursts.

"As expected, those from outside the world possess higher status and authority..." Abedo murmured to himself.

"What are you saying?" Paimon didn't quite hear him.

"It's nothing, let's test the flow of elemental energy within your body." Abedo took out another bottle of potion.

Looking at the medicine, Kong felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't worry, this is a different one. I've improved it, and the previous situation won't happen again."

Abedo tried to give him a reassuring look, but Kong remained vigilant.

What consequences would that have?

"If everything is normal, it will cause temporary diarrhea. Don't worry, I've already prepared a toilet for you."

Abedo pointed to a toilet outside the cave, made of rock element. The toilet was square like a matchbox, and had a window specially made to let in light.

Inside the toilet, there was a dry toilet made of two rocks, with a pit covered by snow below.

Although the conditions were a bit rudimentary, at least there was a toilet to shelter us from the wind and rain, preventing the miserable situation of our buttocks freezing as soon as we took off our pants.

Sora's lips twitched. He really wanted to turn around and leave without the million Mora, but the experiment was already halfway done, and he had already embarrassed himself. So, another diarrhea-inducing drug didn't seem so unacceptable...

He swallowed hard, picked up the medicine under Paimon's tense gaze, and steeled himself to drink it all in one gulp.

After a tense half-minute, he felt a premonition that he was about to have diarrhea, so he ran to the toilet without looking back and closed the door.

After a series of rapid, crackling sounds, he collapsed in the toilet, utterly dejected, and looked out the window at the snow-capped mountains.

Earning that million Mora was extremely difficult.

Abedo silently jotted down the detailed data he had observed in his notebook.

"It seems that the internal circulation of elemental power is also normal..."

About fifteen minutes later, Kong walked out, leaning against the wall. Paimon quickly flew over to try to help him, but he was too small and couldn't help him at all.

"Are you okay?"

"It's alright..." Kong sat by the fire, warming his frozen bottom and sore, numb legs.

"What other experiments are needed?" he asked weakly.

After two rounds of testing, he felt that his endurance had greatly improved.

"Don't worry, the following experiments are much simpler."

Seeing that he had rested enough, Abedo continued, "Besides elemental power, do you possess any other special powers that don't exist in this world? For example, breaking chopsticks with willpower, or adding elemental power to food..."

Kong tried to break the chopsticks with willpower, as he had suggested, but found that he did not have that ability.

As for adding elemental power to the dishes, he had cooked before, but he could only use the wind element to make the fire burn brighter.

"So, is this experiment about cooking?"

After confirming that he couldn't break the chopsticks with willpower, Abedo nodded.

After several days of experiments, and with a growing understanding, Abedo's conclusions became clearer and clearer.