Chapter 243: Yaksha's Great Virtue, Bearing the Resentment of the Devil

The view from the top floor of Wangshu Inn is great.

The excellent view allows you to see Qingce Mountain and Jueyunjian in the distance when you look north and west on this clear morning.

Looking to the south and east, you can see Guiliyuan, Tianheng Mountain, Dihuazhou and Mingyun Town.

Wangshu Inn, located in the flattest area of ​​Liyue, is indeed the best watchtower.

Jiang Yi casually brought over a table and put down the almond tofu.

There was no one on the top floor except him, only vases, rockery, and big trees with golden leaves.

Jiang Yi bowed to the empty space and said, "Thank you for your help last night, Great Sage! Is this almond tofu to your liking?"

"I offer this as a token of my appreciation!"

There was silence on the rooftop, and after a while, the wind came.

Xiao appeared as if out of thin air.

"Didn't you sleep last night?" he asked. He waited all night but Jiang Yi didn't fall asleep.

If this mortal's spirit had not been polluted, he would never have appeared again.

He was too lazy to find out his name, where he lived, and what he liked.

The superficial friendliness was nothing more than respect for the two divine auras in this mortal. After all, one of them had once rescued him when he was out of control.

Although I have never seen the other person, the one who has the ability to resist the devil's resentment must be a being at the same level as in the mortal world.

"You can fall asleep at noon today."

"This is your last chance!"

"After exorcising the remnant of the demon god..." Xiao frowned and wanted to say that you should learn to stay away from the world of immortals and demons and avoid danger.

But the aura of this person is too mixed. In addition to the blessing of the gods, there is also power given by at least three powerful beings: water, wind and ice.

How did this outsider with the aura of another world gain the attention of so many beings?

He also turned himself into half a weird tree.

"Great Sage, I'd like to ask, if I want to exorcise the remaining spirit of the demon god by myself, what should I do?" Jiang Yi had seen the ominous and evil spirit on Xiao's body transformed from the resentment and hatred of the demon god last night, and knew that he probably had no way.

But asking this just means that I want to solve my own problems by myself and don't want others to help me bear the consequences.

It was just that the title "Great Sage" made him feel a little awkward, as he always thought of a certain being with a stick before he traveled through time, but he couldn't just call that person by his name.

Xiao looked at him.

Jiang Yi lowered his head and looked at him, but then he thought that this was a little disrespectful, so he looked towards the world outside Wangshu Inn.

"I am a person who cannot sit still. I have been adventuring in Teyvat in pursuit of power. Next time I encounter the resentment of a demon, I may not be so lucky as to meet an immortal!"

Xiao crossed his arms and stared at the mortal: "Do you know what the remnants of the demon god are?"

Jiang Yi listened attentively: "Please enlighten me, Immortal!"

"They are the grudges from the past, the unfulfilled wishes, and the sighs of the losers." Xiao said, "Once there was a tragic war between the demons in this world! The land of the world is buried with the corpses of many dead demons."

"Demon gods are all immortal. After death, their consciousness will dissipate, but their power and resentment will remain and turn into accumulated filth."

"If you kill it, it will invade your mind. If you want to eliminate its resentment, you must bear its hatred and bear its karma, and use your state of mind and time to eliminate it."

"The spirit of a mortal is not as strong as that of an immortal. Are you ready to endure the great fear and pain of endless horrific illusions and nightmares?"

Black air came out of Xiao's body, making him look even more ferocious than ghosts.

"You don't have much resentment from the devil in you yet. If it continues to accumulate, then even the immortals in your eyes will be disturbed by karma!"

"Mortals have little power and no great magical powers. Showing off one's abilities for a while is not courage!"

Xiao's voice was reprimanding.

Jiang Yi was silent for a moment, not because of Xiao’s tone, but because of the method Xiao proposed.

Carrying the hatred, bearing the karma of the demon god, and wearing it out with the state of mind and time, it is naturally convincing when it comes from Xiao's mouth, but why can't Xiao himself get rid of it...

He had a vague guess.

Xiao looked at Liyue Harbor in the distance.

Immortals have extraordinary minds and long lifespans, so it is easy for them to eliminate a little bit of the resentment of the demons.

But he is Xiao, the guardian Yaksha of Liyue.

The demons suppressed by the Geo King Morax in various parts of Liyue occasionally erupt with resentment and residue of unusual scale while the living beings on earth are half asleep and half awake.

Especially during every human celebration, the number of demon remnants will exceed usual, because the day of the celebration is originally set according to the day of exorcism.

Xiao fights without stopping, day and night, against the darkness that is enough to swallow up the lights of thousands of homes in Liyue.

Among the many celebrations, the one he hated the most was the day when mortals released luminous garbage into the sky, a day that mortals called the "Sea Lantern Festival", and the day when the most remnants of demons erupted.

The most joyful thing is now, the ceremony of inviting the immortals is about to begin.

Although he had to fight all night and deal with more demon remnants than usual, he felt that he was being watched by the Emperor when he looked at Liyue Harbor from afar.

He did not feel the battle was difficult, he did not feel tired because he could not rest, and he did not care even though the karma on his body was increasing and was about to swallow him up.

The peace of Liyue Harbor is what the Emperor wishes for, so it is what he wishes for.

I just don’t know: “How many more times can I watch the ceremony of inviting the immortals?”

Jiang Yi watched Xiao leaning on the railing and gazing at Liyue Harbor, and he felt like not wanting to disturb him.

He glanced at the almond tofu and said, "Great Sage, enjoy your meal. I will take my leave now!"

He slowed down his pace and walked downstairs.

An hour later, he went up to take a look.

The plates on the table were clean, and Xiao probably enjoyed the almond tofu.

Take the plate away and give it to the kitchen.

The innkeeper, Filgodette, stopped him and said, "Last night, the Thousand Rocks came to question us, and we learned that the guest was the Honorary Knight of Mondstadt, the Sword Master of West Wind. I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"Your feat of saving the East Wind Guardian and resolving the dragon disaster is so heroic that even I, a Mondstadt native who married to Liyue, am inspired by it."

Jiang Yi stopped and said, "Thank you! This is the result of the joint efforts of everyone in Mondstadt!"

Filgodette said, "I wonder if West Wind Sword Saint is willing to take on a commission. Not to mention yesterday, in the past two months, the number of demons and monsters near Dihua Island has increased inexplicably, and they even dare to attack caravans during the day."

"It seems that the Swordmaster of West Wind has no intention of leaving yet. Can you help deal with the monsters around?"

"The room and food expenses for these days are considered as our hospitality, so they are waived for you!"

Jiang Yi knew that the monster the other party was referring to was an ordinary monster, not the evil spirit possessed by the remnant of the devil like yesterday.

After counting the Mora on myself, I decided to accept this mission.

After all, the rent for this upper room is still very expensive.

"Sure! I'll go to Ogihua Island when I have time!"

Jiang Yi nodded and went downstairs step by step. The resentment of the demon outside the memory palace was carried by him. The strong hatred turned into a larger dark cloud and transformed into an even more bizarre karma.

His temperament became evil, with evil thoughts swirling around him. There were wisps of black air between his hair, like a devil entering the world.