Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

What Zhongli gifted to the young man was a carefully crafted Fire God's Eye.

It is delicate to the touch, cool to the touch, and extremely exquisite even when held in the hand. The bright red gem in the middle is like a dragon's pupil, with bright vertical lines.

The metal dragon pattern on the edge sparkles with a cool and elegant light. The dragon shape is majestic and powerful. The dragon's body wraps around the ruby, and the hook formed by the upward hook is like a dragon's tail, smart and full of tension.

It is like a perfect work of art, with the flaming gems and lifelike dragon patterns complementing each other, full of charm.

Before opening the gift box, Shen Qianluo imagined countless possibilities, but he forgot the existence of the Eye of God.

When I was still in my childhood and had good intentions, I did consider finding an Eye of God to conceal my identity as a god.

But as his memory gradually recovered, he was abducted to Liyue, and caused a series of explosive news in his own territory. His identity as a god was already known to everyone, so there was no need to cover it up.

After leaving Yuanxia Palace, Inazuma and his group were received by Ying and Yae Shinko. Even though they were in a foreign country, they no longer needed the disguise of the Eye of God.

But if he sets out for Mount Sumeru, there will certainly be humans who do not recognize his appearance, and the Eye of God will become the most appropriate decoration.

"You have a special identity, and what you do is likely to cause trouble. You will be heading to Xumi soon, so don't throw away this fake Eye of God casually."

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and carefully pinned the Fire God's Eye, which was specially made for Longlong, on the boy's waist. He adjusted the angle of the bamboo flute and whispered, still looking worried.

Shen Qianluo took the opportunity to play with his long, smooth hair that fell to his side with a smile, his fingertips weaving through the brown hair, and then slipped through his fingers as he stood up: "Since it's a gift from A-Li, how can I just throw it away? I should even take good care of it and use it for affection from time to time."

The boy with the God's Eye on his head looked much more energetic. His silver hair was tied up high, and he was wearing a white brocade robe. On his head was a sandalwood hair ornament that looked like the wings of a wind elf. Around his waist were bamboo flutes that emitted a green glow, and a fiery red God's Eye wrapped with a golden dragon.

Be it his demeanor, appearance, or temperament, he is worthy of the title of God, and is so handsome and extraordinary.

"It's just a found gem, there's no need to get intimate with it."

It was obvious that Longlong had rummaged around in the treasure house before selecting the most precious and sparkling gem, and had carefully designed and polished it to get this finished product. Mr. Zhongli said lightly that this item was only used for camouflage and there was no need to worry about its value.

"I don't want to listen to Longlong's nonsense. This pillow given to me is the treasure of the young master." Shen Qianluo said, and then he remembered something. He hurriedly pulled out the Longlong pillow that had been neglected for a long time from the space, and hugged it in his arms with pity and compassion.

"It's a pity that I have been bullied by the Nibelungen for so long that I have forgotten to love my Longlong. This is not good, I should make it up to him~"

Zhongli's expression changed slightly in an instant.

"Wait a moment." Zhongli took back the dragon just before Shen Qianluo could skillfully bite the dragon horn of the pillow. He breathed a sigh of relief and met the boy's deliberately teasing gaze.

“Are you jealous again?” With a smile on his face, Shen Qianluo looked at Zhongli’s step back and laughed in surprise, “You can’t even tolerate your own pillow. How about I make a pillow for you some other time and hold it in my arms -”

"A-Li, should you be jealous of me or the pillow?"

Zhongli silently looked away, raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed lightly. He felt that he had no way to defend himself, so he chose to change the subject in a superb way: "I saw the traveler. He disappeared for several days. I believe he also gained a lot. You are about to leave Inazuma, go and say goodbye to your friends."

After all, he would not take the initiative to admit that he secretly cast a telepathic magic on the pillow, and while Shen Qianluo was sleeping with the pillow in his arms, he enjoyed a lot of good treatment on the other side...

So, holding a lot of raw stones and magic ore for forging, Sora, who was leading Paimon back to Inazuma City with satisfaction, stopped immediately.

What's that ahead?

It’s Mr. Zhongli and Qianluo.

When did Mr. Zhongli come to Inazuma?

But that's not the point.

The point is...

Did he see Mr. Zhongli holding a cute dragon pillow and nodding at him, with a gentle expression on his handsome and great face, and his personality did not collapse at all?

Who? Holding what?

The whistling sea breeze blew across my shocked head, and the air felt a little messy.

"I heard from Brother Wendy that you two went to explore the ruins of Yuanxia Palace after the war. It seems that you gained a lot, but it's a pity that you missed the baking competition between me and Ying..."

"Missed the event? That must be a lot..." Kong was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a regretful expression. The sadness in his eyes seemed to be even greater than the loss of a lot of rough stones due to not completing daily commissions for several days in a row. "...Wait a minute, who are you and?"

"Eh!? Qianluo, you had a baking competition with... Ying?! The Inazuma god that we both know, Ying?" Paimon also reacted, his eyes widened in disbelief, and floated back one centimeter.

"How much have we missed?" He looked at Paimon a little stiffly, then suddenly clenched his left fist and clapped his right hand, "…But seeing that everyone is still cleaning up the competition venue, they must need help. Let's go and take the task now!"

The next second, the ever-warmhearted Traveler ran away with Paimon: "Zhongli, Qianluo, we'll talk later!"

·

Yuanxia Palace, under the ruins, a place no one cares about.

A fire apostle crawled out tremblingly, rubbing his waist and wailing: "Dear traveler, I am just a weak scholar... There is no need to be so harsh, right? Ouch... It hurts..."

Yuan Shang, who looked around and hunched over as he returned to Yuanxia Palace to carry out his mission, finally encountered a powerful traveler. After Xiaodai and Sanbing, he was beaten up by Kong again.

Unfortunately, his action of rubbing his waist stopped in an instant as the space behind him fluctuated and the girl walked out slowly.

"Princess, please listen to my explanation. I really didn't slack off. Please don't fire me!"

Glancing at him strangely, Ying walked calmly and looked at the scenery of Yuanxia Palace from afar: "I have heard about what happened in Yuanxia Palace. It's not your fault."

“That one, the battle with the Dragon King…” A thoughtful look flashed across her eyes, and the girl sneered without saying a word. When she turned around again, she stepped decisively into the tunnel, “Come back with me. There is no need to explore this place anymore.”

·

Boarding the ship along the coast, the silver-haired boy finally said goodbye to Inazuma, stood side by side with the god beside him, and watched his friends waving goodbye along the coast.

Kong and Paimon said that they would go to Xumi soon after finishing the tasks at hand. Seagulls were flying over the endless sea, the horizon was filled with brilliant colors, and the red of the sun and the blue of the sky blended into sparkling golden light.

The sea breeze caresses my cheeks, and the gradually blurred shore shows people's figures getting smaller and smaller. As the mist spreads, they completely disappear at the end of the journey.

"Sumeru, it's a dream that carries blessings and the silver moon." Mumbling as if reminiscing, the young man's face broke into a gentle smile and he turned his eyes to the side.

"Ali, if you are willing, I will tell you everything after I return."

[Volume 6: White Night God] End