The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [348]

“I don’t really understand what you’re saying… but in the end, all those people’s wishes will come true, right?”

Paimon asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. The Celestial Lord of Plucked Stars and Seized Constellations nodded solemnly.

“It seems this young companion is quite perceptive—you’ve understood my point perfectly.”

What the Celestial Lord didn’t realize was that Lumine, who had been merely suspicious before, was now entirely convinced of his fraudulence.

He complimented Paimon’s perceptiveness? This guy is definitely a con artist!

Jia Changjiang’s expression was equally strange.

Xue Wuliang?

Does he think I’ve never heard of Schrödinger?

And quantum mechanics—what, is he trying to solve everything with quantum physics?

It reminded Jia Changjiang of those ridiculous “quantum wave reading” scams from before he was isekai’d.

Just a bunch of nonsense—say something confusing enough, and people will fall for it.

“As far as I know, not all adepti wear masks. Do you always wear yours?” Jia Changjiang asked, narrowing his eyes. “Why not take it off and show us?”

The Celestial Lord let out a hearty laugh, unruffled by the question.

“Ah, there is a reason for this,” he replied calmly.

“As I roam the mortal world, aiding its people, I keep my face concealed to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

Paimon nodded along, looking as if she barely understood but was impressed nonetheless. “Ohhh, I see, I see…”

The Celestial Lord smiled. “Now then, what are your wishes? Speak, and I shall hear them.”

“I want power that rivals the gods,” Lumine declared boldly.

“A wish?” Jia Changjiang smirked. “I want to fight strong opponents—any strong opponents. Gods included. Can you grant me that, Celestial Lord?”

“Hah, such wishes are not impossible… but they lack a certain meaning,” the Celestial Lord replied cryptically.

“Lack meaning, huh…” Lumine narrowed her eyes.

I’m not stupid. Suspicious, confirmed.

“Well then, I suppose we’ll need to prepare ourselves,” Jia Changjiang said with a knowing smile, meeting the Celestial Lord’s gaze. “Celestial Lord, I understand what you mean by ‘lacking meaning.’”

“And since there’s something missing, we’ll go and make the proper preparations. When we return, I hope you won’t find yourself… lacking in courage.”

“That’s… a lot of ‘meaning’ flying around,” Paimon mumbled, confused by Jia Changjiang’s cryptic phrasing.

Jia Changjiang grabbed Lumine and Paimon, walking them away.

Once they were out of the Celestial Lord’s sight, Lumine exploded.

“That guy’s totally a fraud!” she fumed.

“He tried to scam me! Unforgivable! Scamming Paimon is one thing, but me?”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!” Paimon protested, puffing her cheeks indignantly.

“I saw through him,” Jia Changjiang reassured her, his tone calm. “His tricks are basic but obvious.”

“The [Sigil of Permission] he’s carrying is authentic, though, which is why so many people believe him.”

“In that case… we should follow him. Let’s see if this scam leads to anything useful,” Lumine suggested.

“Agreed!” Lumine cracked her knuckles. “Every journey seems to bring out some jerk trying to get under my skin… Good thing the decent people always outnumber the scumbags.”

With that resolve, Jia Changjiang, Lumine, and Paimon trailed the Celestial Lord. After bidding farewell to his followers, he headed to Liyue Harbor.

There, he entered Wanwen Bookhouse and purchased a copy of The Guardian Yaksha Adepti Chronicle. He paid without hesitation and left promptly.

“The Guardian Yaksha Adepti Chronicle… Aren’t the Guardian Yaksha adepti?” Paimon asked, confused. “Why would an adeptus need a book about adepti?”

“I told you, he’s a fraud!” Lumine tugged at Paimon’s cheeks. “You’re way too gullible, Paimon! You’re bound to get scammed one day!”

“Guardian Yaksha… that’s Xiao, isn’t it?” Jia Changjiang’s voice held a note of interest. “I didn’t think Liyue had books about Xiao. Weren’t the records of the Guardian Yaksha supposed to be sparse?”

“Oh, right!” Lumine said thoughtfully. “Should we buy a copy too?”

“Your treat, Jia Changjiang!”

“Fine,” Jia Changjiang agreed, his curiosity piqued.

He genuinely wanted to see how Liyue’s books described Xiao—the Guardian Yaksha, the Conqueror of Demons.

The trio entered Wanwen Bookhouse and purchased another copy of The Guardian Yaksha Adepti Chronicle. Once they had the book, they huddled together and began reading:

In ancient times, Liyue was plagued by miasma and monstrous corruption. The defeated remains of the gods, filled with hatred and resentment, tainted the world, giving rise to demons.

Whenever demons stirred, plagues, ghosts, and chaos followed in their wake.

Thus, the Geo Archon summoned the adepti known as the Yaksha to eradicate these evils. They swore an oath to protect Liyue and wielded their blades in defense of the realm.

Countless calamities were quelled over the years…

Yet in the endless bloodshed, even the Yaksha were not spared from karmic debt. Tainted by the resentment of defeated gods, some succumbed to fear and madness, some turned on their comrades, and others were consumed by inner demons.

Of the five most powerful Guardian Yaksha, three met untimely ends, one vanished without a trace, and only the Conqueror of Demons endures after a millennium…

Under the moonlight, his presence lingers only in the floating lights of Guyun Stone Forest and the solitary flute of Dihua Marsh.

After reading, the trio fell silent.

Demons, karmic debt, and the Guardian Yaksha…

The book clarified much for Jia Changjiang and Lumine.

The corrupted Hilichurls they’d encountered, and the “demonic energy” Xiao and Chongyun often mentioned—it all made sense now.

What struck Jia Changjiang most was the description of the Yaksha’s suffering.

Now he understood why Xiao had been so wary when Jia Changjiang’s mind was nearly consumed by karmic debt.

And he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt.

Thanks to the title of “Tai Sui Star Lord,” he was immune to karmic debt’s effects. Others weren’t so lucky.

Xiao, on the other hand, had endured centuries of torment, surviving long after his comrades perished.

“So Xiao’s been carrying all that pain…” Lumine murmured, a rare softness in her voice. “We have to invite him to the Lantern Rite.”

“But why would the Celestial Lord buy a book about Xiao?” Paimon asked. “Do you think there’s a connection?”

“Who knows?”

Jia Changjiang shook his head. “Let’s keep following him. Maybe we’ll find out.”

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