Chapter 692 Where's my sword? Ahem, clean up the battlefield and see if there is any

The bedrock at the center of the earth, a prison of cavernous heaven.

In response to Kunjun's words, the little girl incarnation of King Ruota remained silent.

"I am your final contract, witnessing the agreement between Lord Rudra and Morax. You can be angry, but you should never deny me." Kunjun's words were loud and clear.

"No, no..." The voice of the little girl incarnation of King Rādhāraṇa struggled.

"I am the remnant of the good nature of the Dragon King Ruta, representing the aspirations of the contract, the lofty heart, and the peaceful desire to coexist with humans." The pure white light on Kunjun's body was soft and bright.

The black aura on the little girl of the Ruota Dragon King was ominous and dark: "No! I am the Ruota Dragon King, a creature created by elemental crystals, carrying the power and memories of the earth, and living as long as the mountains and seas. I am definitely not an ally of ants!"

Zhongli remained unmoved.

Kunjun frowned and sternly retorted: "Morax is not an ant."

"The god of ants is nothing but an ant!" The little girl's voice was a little hysterical.

"You have forgotten too thoroughly. The one who recognized Morax the most is you—and me." Kunjun's tone calmed down instead. "Everything you have forgotten is stored in my heart. If you are the memory of the earth, I am the memory that coexists with people."

He stretched out his hand and said slowly: "The sky is moving, the mountains and the sea are changing shape..."

It was as if the voice from long ago had come to the present.

The little girl incarnation of the Dragon King Ryota responded subconsciously: "...Stars appear in the wasteland, shining like...the blazing sun..."

The question and answer are engraved on the mountains and rivers, engraved in history. It is a precious past that will never be forgotten, and it can also create eternal waves in the long river of time.

Jiang Yi witnessed this moment.

Ying and Paimeng go together.

Zhongli showed a hint of reminiscence.

"Strange, what is this feeling?" The little girl incarnation of King Rudra saw the surge of memories. The stories that did not exist in his memory emerged from his heart, scene by scene, clearer than ever before.

The earth veins record everything. Even if the Dragon King transformed by the earth veins forgets something, he will remember it one day.

“These…these are…” He sensed the emotions inside with disbelief.

"You will be exhausted and disappear before me. But before that, I will share these with you." Kunjun's voice was firm and low. "Snow falls on the wilderness in spring and melts in a moment. Even if it is fleeting and cannot leave any trace in your heart... even if this is the last time."

An endless stream of memories and the past, following the connection between the two, entered the consciousness of the little girl, King Rudra.

"No, how could this be... I don't accept that this is fate!" The voice of the Dragon King Ruota became painful and unwilling.

“Maybe it’s not fate, but a doomed disaster.” Kunjun was calm and fearless.

The ominous black gas, which was like the flames of the black earth demon, had become extremely thin. The little girl incarnation of the Dragon King Ruota called out Zhongli's name in a complicated tone: "Mora...X..."

The power draining away from his body made it impossible for him to maintain this incarnation.

A thick and ominous black aura like a last ray of light burned the entire body, causing it to turn into nothingness and sink into the earth.

Jiang Yi looked at the golden rock ridge seal that was empty inside.

"The little girl has completely disappeared..." In this atmosphere, Paimon also felt sad.

"Is it the fate of being sealed and worn out?" Ying's eyes fluctuated and he was confused.

Zhongli looked at Kunjun: "Ruotu, are you satisfied?"

"I can't say I'm satisfied with the aftermath of my own death." Kunjun looked back and said, "Morax, your name is now Zhongli, right?"

Zhongli nodded: "Exactly."

Kunjun thought about it, shook his head and said, "No, I'm still used to calling you Morax."

Jiang Yi stepped back silently, leaving the two of them with a private space to talk.

Ying held her head high, her eyes unblinking.

"Whatever you like." Zhongli said, hugging his chest.

"I have not forgotten the eye-opening incident." Kunjun covered his chest with his hands. The scene that happened thousands of years ago seemed like it happened yesterday.

Zhongli said: "It's just a small favor, don't worry about it."

Kunjun emphasized: "You have both eyes intact, so you naturally don't know the blind dragon's pursuit of sunlight. But I will never forget that Morax gave the dragon king Ruota two eyes."

Paimon really wanted to say "eh hey".

Kunjun suddenly felt weak, the pure white light on his body dimmed a little, and he couldn't help but fall silent.

"Your strength is about to run out." Zhongli said.

Kunjun smiled: "Good eyesight as always."

Zhongli suggested: "How about going out for a walk?"

Kunjun said: "Isn't the most urgent task to rescue the miners outside the seal?"

Zhongli nodded: "That's right. So I'm going to go out for a walk now to deal with the problems caused by you."

"Haha..." Kunjun smiled, "That's true. Let's go."

The teleportation portal to the cave opens.

Jiang Yi followed slowly for two steps, looked at the portal, and looked at the dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon tails on the ground...

Generally speaking, to smash the body of a demon, one needs to possess greater strength and power than that demon. However, there is no shortage of demons in the world who voluntarily die, or who use the weak to defeat the strong.

Of course, the point is not this. The point is that the little bit of things left by the demon god can be forged into a magical weapon, can feed terrible creatures, and condense into a powerful treasure...

The holy remains of Guoyun Hanlin, the divine body of Guoyun Hanlin…are already rare, precious, powerful and usable remains of a demon god in the world.

But the remains of King Rāshtra in front of us are even more precious.

Not to be missed.

With a determined heart, he stamped his feet, turned around, took a step to the left, and then took another step, and the whole person went into the dragon skeleton...

Since no one asked to clean up the battlefield, I had to do it myself.

If I keep these things, won't it help the Ruotu Dragon King to recover his strength in advance? I will never allow him to break the seal...

Ahem! Jiang Yi, speaking righteously, touched the cold and huge golden dragon horn with his right hand.

Ying and Paimeng followed Zhongli and Kunjun to the portal and felt that someone was not following them: "Jiang Yi, let's go..."

"Wait a minute! Everyone..." Jiang Yi spoke quickly: "I found that my sword was knocked away during the fight, and I can't find it..."

"Hey, Lord Ruota Dragon King, would you mind if I clean up the cave where you live for you..."

He blinked and looked at Kunjun.

I'm just a kid in his twenties, please.

"Cough cough!" Zhongli raised his hand and covered his mouth with his clenched fist.

Kunjun stopped and said, "Well! Then please clean up the cave!"

It would be fine to give them the dragon body condensed from the power as a trophy.

"Okay!" Jiang Yi moved across the battlefield like a whirlwind. The jade gourd on his waist glowed with light. As the light swept past, the dragon horns, dragon scales, dragon tail... disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Uh——!" Ying and Paimeng looked back at Jiang Yi and put their hands on their hips at the same time.

"I knew it..." They showed an expression of expectation. How could Jiang Yi ignore these dragon skeletons? Let him leave? It would be better to seal him here together with the Ruota Dragon King.

Zhongli and Kunjun's figures have disappeared into the blue portal.

This opened portal will close after a period of time, turning this place into an inaccessible geocentric prison.

"Finally found it..." The venue was cleared, Jiang Yi carefully picked up the cyan-gold sword on the ground and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Okay, let's go!"

He held his head high, as refreshed as if he had just eaten a big meal, and walked into the portal in high spirits before Ying and Paimon.

Ying and Paimeng stared in a daze at Jiang Yi's superb acting skills.

So, in order to find this excuse, you didn't pick up your sword just now?

The crowd came out from under the Fulong tree.

It appeared right next to the stone tablet.

"This is for you as a souvenir." Jiang Yi reluctantly took out a palm-sized piece of golden dragon scale and handed it to Ying.

Ying looked at the scales in her hand and then at Jiang Yi.

Is this one percent of a dragon scale?

"……Thanks!"

After thinking about it, she still smiled sweetly.

Jiang Yi felt a little guilty after all: "Before we go to Inazuma, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat."

"That's what you said..." Paimon rubbed his hands excitedly, "We didn't force you!"

"Of course!" Jiang Yi patted his chest and assured.

"Okay, I'm not greedy. I don't need these power crystals either." Ying put away the scales, "The location we were teleported to is wrong, let's go check out the miners in the tunnel."

"Hmm!" Jiang Yi looked at the sky. The sun was shining, white clouds were floating, and the ground was peaceful and calm.

The immortals in Jueyunjian breathed a sigh of relief, put away their immortal power, and returned to their own caves.

There was a green wind falling far away in the clouds. It looked at the South Gate of Heaven, then left and returned to Wangshu Inn.

Jiang Yi went to the passage and helped bring out three miners who were so tired that they fell asleep, and settled them together with the previous miners.

“Wait, I’ll trouble you to tell Old Dai.” Kunjun said with a smile, “I will dissipate and let the owner of this body and these miners return to Liyue Harbor together.”

"Kunjun is the descendant of a famous craftsman. Given time, he will surely become famous. Such a person must not make any mistakes."

Jiang Yi flipped through his memories. There was a famous craftsman in Liyue named Kun. Only the legendary "Kunwu" forged magical weapons such as the Xiali Sun and Moon and the Xiali Dragon Roar.

Kunjun, the descendant of Kunwu?

"You are still the same, very fond of the blacksmith." Zhongli said.

"Swords have no eyes, but craftsmen have feelings. Isn't the word human feeling the thing that humans are most proud of?" Kunjun said with a smile.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Then, Zhongfa spoke up: "Ruotu, I am no longer the Rock God. Now I am just an ordinary Liyue person."

"...I can feel it." Kunjun nodded, "Even you have come this far... Let me be frank, I can't guarantee that there won't be a new vibration that wakes me up next time."

Zhongli shook his head: "It doesn't matter. Even if that day comes, the people of Liyue should be ready to face you."

Kunjun looked into the distance: "Is Liyue possible without the Geo Emperor?"

Zhongli said with certainty: "If there are no gods in the world, this is the kingdom of humans. I was once the god of humans, and I should witness the rise and fall of humans."

Kunjun looked at Jiang Yi, who was taking Ying and Paimeng to one side to reminisce about the past.

"Will that person inherit your duties?" he asked.

"No! He just learned Liyue's magic and made a contract. He has his own path." Zhongli looked at Jiang Yi and said.

"Your followers are immortals. He is neither immortal nor god. He is an alien from another world." Kunjun said, "But since he can get your recognition, I don't have to worry."

"His heart of Taoism is naturally as pure as gold and jade." Zhongli praised, "The principles of immortals and gods from another world, and the heart of humanity, may bring some good changes to this world."

“Then it won’t be considered a waste if I give him some of my power,” Kunjun said.

Jiang Yi touched his nose and felt like sneezing.

No one should say bad things about him, right?