Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

Master would probably just beat him to death!

"I told you I'm not your friend." Sora was speechless, but he couldn't help but admire the guy's attitude.

If an ordinary person were faced with such a tragic situation, they would definitely curse and express their resentment.

D'Artagnan not only didn't care, but also used it as motivation to become stronger.

"I wonder how strong you are? I'll definitely fight you next time!"

"You should think about yourself first. You might die before you even get to fight me," Kong said sarcastically.

"This guy is talking so much to lower our guard so he can escape!" Paimon said warily.

"I can't run far in this state..." Dadalia clutched his stomach, coughed twice, and looked extremely disheveled.

"Alright, enough nonsense, I'll take you back first."

They tied him up like a rice dumpling with a rope, leaving only his head sticking out.

To avoid any misunderstanding from the Thousand Rock Army, he put on a burlap sack, carried Tartaglia inside the sack on his shoulder, and headed straight for Liyue Harbor.

This guy is hard to keep an eye on; he might recover and run away at any time. After a long day of running around and a big battle, he's quite tired. It's impossible to keep an eye on him all the time. The safest option is to keep him under Zhong Li's watchful eye.

Kong brought Tadalia back to the Hall of Rebirth and arrived at Zhongli's courtyard.

Wendy returned at some point and was chatting idly with Zhongli.

Upon seeing Wendy, Paimon crossed his arms. "Bullsong singer! You came here on purpose yesterday, didn't you?"

This guy must have known all along that Zhongli was the Rock God, but he lied to them and said he accidentally fell here. These two guys completely fooled them.

"Hehe~" Wendy smiled without saying a word.

His gaze fell on the empty sack. "What's inside such a big sack?"

"Hmph, of course it's the Fools' Enforcers we captured!" Paimon proudly raised his chin.

D'Artagnan's head popped out of the sack, his gaze falling on Wendy, and he greeted her in a friendly manner.

"This must be Barbatos, the god of wind."

Wendy lowered her eyelids, looking rather unhappy. "I really don't want to see you Fatui."

As the god whose heart was ripped out by the fools, he should have no good attitude towards them.

"Don't say that. Although we are both members of the Fools, I am different from that lady."

Seeing that the prisoner was acting as if nothing had happened, Paimon stomped his feet twice on D'Artagnan's head in annoyance. "You are a prisoner now, remember your place!"

"What does it matter? I've already been captured by you, can't I even say a few more words?"

As she spoke, Tadalia looked at Zhongli with a resentful expression, "Mr. Zhongli, you've deceived me so badly!"

Zhongli smiled and said, "I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to see Liyue deliver such an excellent result."

The young master, who had been used as a whetstone, looked even more resentful.

Paimon solemnly instructed Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli, please keep an eye on him for us! We're too tired, we're going to rest now. Make sure he doesn't run away!"

Jiang Bai had already explained his plan to them; once they got Mora, they could split the profits.

This young master is their future moneybag, so he's extremely important!

"I'll keep an eye on things. You guys go and get some rest."

After Sora and Paimon left, D'Artagnan, who had untied the ropes, found a wall to lean against and sat down.

His recovery ability is quite strong. Although the internal injuries caused by the bullet cannot be cured for the time being, he is at least able to perform simple actions.

He conjured a water mirror and looked at his bruised and swollen face.

"It's been so long since I've been injured this badly, I absolutely can't let Tok see this..."

"Mr. Zhongli, have you truly given your Divine Heart to the lady?"

Just in case, D'Artagnan should still confirm.

Zhongli blew on the tea in his cup. "The God of Contracts never breaks contracts."

The sky darkened without us realizing it. Even though the waves were surging during the day, the sky remained clear in this extraordinary world.

The moon hung high in the sky, and the shadows of the trees swayed in the courtyard.

Wendy hugged her bottle and chugged down her liquor, getting a little tipsy as she drank.

"Alas, now that the God of Contracts is dead, I'm the only one left of the original Seven Rulers of the Mortal World..."

Zhongli glanced at the drunken idiot and said calmly, "If you feel lonely, I can hold a funeral for you in Mondstadt, then everyone will be dead."

"The people of Mondstadt will be very sad to know that their god is dead. In order to avoid making them sad, I must live a little longer..."

Venti poured Zhongli a glass of wine. "According to the customs of Liyue, I should toast you at this moment to congratulate you."

Two wine cups clinked gently, spilling a little wine onto the table.

"Congratulations on relinquishing this weighty responsibility that has lasted for a thousand years and finally retiring!"

Looking at the god opposite him who was a master of slacking off, Zhongli smiled.

"Happy together."

That night, many people in Liyue Harbor had a dream.

They dreamed of the Rock King Emperor.

In their dream, Lord Yan looked at them and smiled.

People laugh or cry, feel sad or happy.

They wanted to approach and touch the guardian deity who had protected them for thousands of years.

They wanted to tell him that they had protected their Liyue.

They will continue to uphold the virtues of Liyue and pass them on from generation to generation.

From now on, Liyue will continue to thrive on this land.

Lord Yan looked at each of them, smiled, and transformed into a star, disappearing into the starry sky.

Chapter 304 Two Gods Can't Even Get One Mora

This farewell ceremony is the grandest farewell ceremony in Liyue's history.

All the people in Liyue Harbor who had free time came to watch the ceremony. The venue was completely full, and even the entire Jade Palace was packed with people.

Fortunately, the Chiiwa Army maintained order; otherwise, a stampede might have occurred.

As time drew to a close, the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

Zhongli crushed the petals of the glass lily and placed them in the incense burner. He lit the incense stick, and the thick, long incense stick slowly emitted wisps of smoke, which drifted upwards, spreading a rich fragrance.

One ceremony after another was carried out, with chanting and the sound of the dust-cleansing bells echoing throughout the Yujingtai.

Crying gradually began to emanate from the venue, growing louder and louder until people were in tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Their Lord Rock has truly departed.

As the ceremony was completed one by one, Zhongli stepped down from the stage, and Ningguang stepped forward.

The era of immortals has ended, and the era of humans has officially begun.

[Though dragons and unicorns soar and fly, their lifespans may rival mountains, yet they ultimately turn to dust. The Emperor's fate is equal to the sun and moon, yet even the weather has its ups and downs; encountering a heavenly calamity, his soul returns to the highest heavens.]

Hearing the announcement from the Thousand Rock Army, Wendy, who had come specifically to attend the funeral, once again teased her old friend:

How does it feel to hold your own funeral?

Zhongli thought about it seriously for a moment, then asked him earnestly, "You seem to be having a lot of fun. Would you like to try it too?"

"No, no." Wendy shook her head vigorously.

He suddenly missed the serious and upright old man from before. The old man now was becoming more and more like a human being, and he even held grudges!

It's just that I made a few jokes at him, and now you're already thinking about holding a funeral for him...

Terrifying, terrifying!

He quickly changed the subject, "Didn't Jiang Bai say he was going to treat us to dinner? Come on, come on, I can't wait!"

Zhongli really wanted to say that Xiangling had invited them to dinner and that Jiang Bai was just using her as a pretext, but he figured his old friend wouldn't mind.

Wanmintang is not open for business today. Master Mao went to Yujingtai to attend the ceremony. There are only Xiangling and Guoba in the shop. They are preparing ingredients for the meal.

"Xiangling, we're here!" Jiang Bai, who came from Yujingtai, pushed open the door and entered.

Kong and Paimon were following behind him.

To thank them for their help, Keqing specifically asked them what they wanted as a token of their gratitude. Sora only said that he wanted Keqing to post a missing person notice for him.

Jiang Bai didn't possess such noble character, but he didn't directly ask for Mora either.

In order to leave a good impression on these powerful figures, Jiang Bai, now a member of Liyue, naturally couldn't be so vulgar.

The favor of those in power is far more valuable than direct monetary gain. With this connection, he can be considered a great contributor. In the future, wouldn't it be easy for him to do whatever he wants?

"A feast! A feast!" Paimon exclaimed excitedly.

Wearing an apron, Xiangling poked her head out of the kitchen. "I won't entertain you any further, please sit down!"

"Uh-huh!"

Not long after, Zhongli led Wendy through the door.

"Lulu~" Guoba jumped up and waved when he saw him.

"You'll have to work hard," Zhongli chuckled.

"Lulu~" Guoba's eyes crinkled as she skipped back to the kitchen to help.

"Do you have any wine? Good food needs good wine!" Wendy pulled out a chair and sat down, her eyes fixed on the jars of wine displayed on the lobby shelf.

"Take whatever you want to drink! It's on me, don't be shy!" Xiangling's voice came from the kitchen.

Upon hearing this, Wendy unceremoniously took two jars of wine.

The wine in Liyue is different from that in Mondstadt. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, so of course you have to drink some of Liyue's good wine.

He completely ignored the fact that the girl said she was treating him.

He's just here to freeload; who's paying is irrelevant!

Wendy lifted the clay lid of the wine jar, and the aroma of the wine wafted out.

Wendy's eyes lit up. "Good wine!"

He filled Zhongli's glass, "Old man, have a drink!"

It was a small gathering of acquaintances, so there wasn't much formality. Jiang Bai ate peanuts and other dishes, then cheerfully handed over his cup, "Give me a cup too."

They could only watch with envy, but he looked too young, and no one was willing to offer him a drink.

"Isn't the Hall Master coming?" Zhongli noticed that Hu Tao hadn't arrived yet after quite some time, so he couldn't help but ask.

"The head of the hall went to Wuwangpo yesterday, saying it was haunted and needed to be dealt with."

It's not a short distance from Wuwang Slope to Liyue Harbor; it might take several days to get back.

The long-distance communication device can only transmit messages once every three days. Even if Xiangling sends her a message, she can't reply even if she receives it.

Zhong Li chuckled, "If the sect leader finds out we didn't invite her to the end-of-work banquet, she'll probably make a scene."

"That's easy. When the hall master returns, Master, you can treat us to another meal!"

"Given his habit of never carrying money when he goes out, how can he afford to hire him?" Paimon expressed doubt about whether Zhongli could afford to hire him.

Zhongli belatedly realized, "So, it seems I really don't have Mora anymore..."

He had no habit of saving money, and he never looked at the price when buying things. After losing the Heart of God, he also lost the ability to create Mora.

The scene of printing money out of one's pocket on the spot can no longer be reproduced.

So, he really had no money left.

Zhongli's gaze fell on Jiang Bai. "I'm afraid I can't invite him."

"Hahahaha!" Wendy laughed heartily at the fact that Morax was penniless.