I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [220]

The dizziness from crossing worlds gradually faded.

Fu Hua slowly opened her eyes, taking in the small courtyard around her.

As a place she had once called home, the sight stirred a faint sense of familiarity within her.

The swaying Glaze Lilies carried their delicate fragrance on the breeze, gently easing the tension in her body.

"Qing…yun?!!!"

A voice filled with disbelief rang out from nearby, reaching her ears.

A young woman with long, ink-black hair, dressed in flowing white robes, stood frozen in place, staring at her in utter shock.

"It really is… Qingyun? Are you truly Qingyun?"

Fu Hua shook her head slightly. "Though I may resemble the Qingyun that the esteemed Goddess of Dust speaks of, as things stand, I cannot say for certain that I am her."

Her response was precise, her words carefully measured.

Guizhong gradually recovered from her initial shock.

She examined Fu Hua closely, her gaze lingering for a long moment before she murmured, "You look exactly the same. Though appearances are the easiest thing to replicate, I don’t believe someone like the Red Kite Immortal would go to such lengths for deception. Besides, before meeting Zhongli, you likely had no idea who Qingyun even was, did you?"

"The more I think about it, the more I believe that the fact you look identical to Qingyun is no mere coincidence."

"You must share some connection with her—one that is undoubtedly profound. In fact, it’s entirely possible that you are Qingyun, and have simply lost your memories of Teyvat."

"Who’s to say?" Fu Hua neither affirmed nor denied the possibility. Instead, she turned to Zhongli with her usual calm expression, as though the conversation had not just taken an unexpected turn. "The mission mentioned protecting the Traveler in the Snowy Mountains. Could you clarify what that entails?"

"It’s nothing too complicated," Zhongli replied, immediately understanding that she wished to avoid further discussion with Guizhong. "You already know that the Traveler, Lumine, comes from another world—and that she has been searching for her lost brother. This time, she intends to journey to Dragonspine in hopes of finding clues about his whereabouts.

"However, the mountains are treacherous, so she requested my company on her expedition."

"This mission is merely an excuse to bring you here."

"I see. Then how long until we depart?" Fu Hua asked.

"Tomorrow," Zhongli answered.

"In that case, I’ll rest here until then."

With that, Fu Hua turned and made her way toward the house, paying no further attention to the conversation.

But before she could step inside, Guizhong suddenly blocked her path, her lips curling into an amused yet determined smile.

"Red Kite Immortal… I believe you are Qingyun, the former ruler of the lands north of Mt. Tianheng—the Geo Dragon, Morax."

Though Guizhong’s face still bore a playful expression, her tone was utterly serious.

"And what makes you so certain?" Fu Hua turned to face her fully, scrutinizing the elegant woman before her. "Instinct? Aura? Life essence? Energy signature? Or perhaps… the soul?"

"I am who I am. I am Hua—Fu Hua, the Red Kite Immortal."

"Then fight me," Guizhong said firmly. "Just as we did the first time we met—let’s fight with everything we have."

"Why?" Fu Hua frowned. "Why should I battle you?"

"They say that between men, true friendship is forged through the clash of fists. I believe the same applies to us. Even if you are not Qingyun, we can come to understand each other through combat."

Her words were spoken with utmost seriousness, despite the absurdity of her reasoning.

But there was no mistaking it—she truly believed that through battle, she could confirm whether or not Fu Hua was Qingyun.

"You truly wish to fight?" Fu Hua narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, I do." Guizhong nodded resolutely.

Fu Hua glanced at Zhongli.

Zhongli spoke in a calm voice. "The decision is yours. Guizhong is merely seeking her own form of confirmation. But I believe you yourself are curious, aren’t you? Perhaps in the midst of this battle, you might unlock some of your sealed memories."

Fu Hua hesitated briefly.

Then, she nodded.

"Very well. I, too, wish to uncover the truth behind my lost memories. I am not one to run from a challenge."

"If it’s a fight you want, then a fight you shall have."

She turned back to Guizhong, cracking her knuckles with a crisp sound. "Where and how shall we do this?"

"This place isn’t suitable." Zhongli raised a hand. "Follow me."

The moment his voice fell, the world around them shifted.

The vibrant warmth of spring vanished, instantly replaced by an expanse of snow and ice.

Before them stretched an endless white landscape, the ground buried beneath a thick layer of snow. In the distance, towering peaks reached toward the heavens, their summits crowned with shimmering auroras.

"This is Dragonspine," Zhongli said. "A vast, desolate land—no, a land devoid of people. The perfect battlefield."

"Within these mountains, aside from a few Hilichurl tribes and elemental lifeforms, no intelligent beings reside. This specific location I’ve chosen is one even the Hilichurls avoid."

Hardly had Zhongli finished speaking when Guizhong launched her first attack without hesitation.

Behind her, a speck of golden sand rose into the air, glowing like a radiant star against the frozen landscape.

"Qingyun, I won’t hold back."

"Call me Fu Hua!"

With a fierce cry, flames erupted around Fu Hua’s body, engulfing her in a brilliant blaze.

In an instant, her attire transformed—sleek Valkyrie armor replacing her previous garments. Silver-white hair adorned with a feather-like ornament flowed freely, and the hem of her attire swayed like fluttering plumage, giving her an air of both grace and power.

At that moment, the tiny speck of golden sand behind Guizhong expanded, growing into a dazzling sphere of light that rivaled the sun itself.

In the next instant, the sphere surged downward in a massive arc, streaking across the sky as it hurtled toward Fu Hua with unstoppable force.

"This is the [Light of Sand]—the very first attack Qingyun and I exchanged in our battle long ago."

Guizhong remained still, her outstretched hand guiding the celestial projectile as it tore through the heavens.

The blinding radiance carried an overwhelming heat, distorting the air around Fu Hua as if a miniature sun had descended upon her.

Despite the sheer magnitude of the attack, Fu Hua’s expression did not change.

She stepped back with her left foot, planted her stance firmly, and assumed a traditional martial posture—one hand lowered, the other clenched in a tight fist near her waist.

Honkai energy surged from the Imaginary Space, coalescing within her fist.

Compared to the immense sun-like projectile above, the fiery glow within her palm seemed minuscule—nothing more than a flowing ember.

Yet, the moment the falling light neared, the power within her fist reached its peak.

And then—

She struck.

A single, fiery-red pillar of energy erupted from her fist, piercing straight through the falling light.

For a brief moment, the entire world seemed to split in two.

BOOM!

The energy column expanded, scattering into countless blazing fragments that swept across the sky, clearing away every trace of the descending attack.

Fu Hua’s fist clenched once more.

A second strike followed, the sheer force of the punch sending a devastating shockwave outward.

When the dust cleared, Guizhong was nowhere to be seen.

But before Fu Hua could react, a massive cloud of golden sand coalesced in the distance, reforming into Guizhong’s figure.

She let out a relieved sigh.

Fu Hua landed gracefully, immediately preparing for another charge.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Guizhong raised a hand in surrender.

"I concede. No more fighting."

Fu Hua’s fist halted inches from her face, the sheer force behind it scattering the snow and blasting apart an entire mountain peak in the distance.

"So this… is the end?" Fu Hua asked quietly.

"It’s over. It’s over," Guizhong muttered, taking a few cautious steps back, still shaken.

She rubbed her abdomen and pouted.

"You have to be Qingyun. The first time we met, you also kept aiming for my stomach."

"That strength… I’ll never forget it."

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