Genshin Impact's Incense Burner Of Liyue [591]

Taking on the title of "Adeptus" was honestly asking for trouble, even if—on a surface level—it did suit him quite well.

“Dad, how about we pick another one instead?”

Gu Sanqiu tried to come up with an excuse. “I just feel like this title doesn’t sound all that imposing.”

Zhongli glanced at him. “You’re not thinking of inheriting the title Unrivaled Warrior Adeptus from Little God, are you?”

“Just so you know, there are still descendants of warrior clans from the other six nations who got their asses kicked by Little God back in the day. They might not remember exactly what he did, but that title? That they’d definitely remember.”

“In other words, if they see the title Unrivaled Warrior Adeptus resurface, chances are they’ll charge right over for a fight.”

“Oh, and let’s not forget—you’re the West Wind Saint of Mondstadt. So your welcoming committee would be the combat maniacs from the other five nations.”

“Combat maniacs?”

“Master isn’t wrong.”

Mooncarver nodded. “Back then, including the folks from Natlan, all those battle junkies were really into challenging Little God and getting their faces smashed in. They got quite the thrill from it.”

“From a mortal’s point of view, it was the perfect deal—nobody died, and they leveled up crazy fast. Instant improvement in combat skills.”

“If you inherit that title, Little Lord, those descendants will probably think, ‘The time has come,’ and come swarming in.”

…So basically, they’d be treating him like a raid boss dungeon for farming EXP?

Did his ancestor accidentally create an entire generation of people with this bizarre obsession?

Gu Sanqiu wiped a hand across his face. “Then what about Gu Sheng? He was a clever guy. His title must’ve been a good one, right?”

“More than just good.”

Cloud Retainer chimed in, joining the conversation. “That lunatic of yours never once disappointed us. Back then, he actually made an entire list of immortal titles for himself and even published it. Told everyone to pick whichever one they liked and just call him that.”

“Things like Wise and Untainted Adeptus, Colorful Cloud of the Mortal Realm Adeptus—all kinds of weird, narcissistic titles.”

“If we hadn’t stopped him, he probably would’ve gone with something like Omniscient and Almighty Adeptus.”

Gu Sanqiu’s mouth twitched. That last one was... just a little bit too abstract, wasn’t it?

Damn, he really had zero fear of death, huh?

Mountain Shaper added, “Little Lord, you carry the hopes of a thousand years. The Gu clan is one of Liyue’s oldest families, blessed and protected by the Lord of Geo himself. What do you think of the title Divine Legacy Adeptus?”

Gu Sanqiu shook his head. “Sounds like I’m just flexing how badass my old man is and using it as an excuse to bully people.”

Xiao’s cold voice cut in. “Demon-Slaying Tidestriker Adeptus?”

Gu Sanqiu kept shaking his head. “Way too aggressive. I’m just an idle member of society—doesn’t suit me.”

Ganyu smiled. “Young Master enjoys fishing. What about Tranquil Bamboo of the Pond Adeptus?”

Gu Sanqiu was about to shake his head again, but Zhongli’s large hand came down gently on top of his head.

“You don’t like this one, you don’t like that one… I’m starting to think you just have a problem with us.”

Master Stove and Granny Ping, who hadn’t said a word so far, quietly shook their heads and sipped their tea.

Other than the Lord of Geo, they were probably the immortals who interacted most with Gu Sanqiu. They knew full well what kind of person this junior really was.

He was perfectly fine naming himself. But if someone else gave him a name? The Gu family’s line of eccentrics would find ten thousand things to nitpick.

Gu Sanqiu gave a sheepish laugh. “Well… can’t I just do what Ancestor Gu Sheng did and use a bunch?”

Cloud Retainer shook her head. “Sure, if you think your reputation can match what Little Sheng had back then. You don’t think people might take issue with that?”

“…Fine, let me think carefully.”

Immortal names weren’t something to take lightly. Gu Sanqiu already had one in mind, but he was a bit embarrassed to say it out loud.

They’d probably beat me up for it.

Still, he’d been eyeing this one for ages.

“Dad, seniors… what do you think of the title Salted Fish Lying Flat Adeptus?”

“Absolutely not.”

In unison, everyone in the cave spoke the exact same words. Even Zhongli couldn’t help but rub his forehead, not quite understanding how this ridiculous child had come up with something like that.

“But I think it’s perfect!”

Gu Sanqiu tried to argue his case. “That’s the kind of life I’ve always wanted. Don’t you feel like people across the Seven Nations aren’t really living anymore? It’s all just survival. Everyone’s been forced into this.”

Zhongli’s expression changed. “Careful what you say.”

“Okay okay, I’ll shut up.”

Gu Sanqiu quickly clapped his hands over his mouth, though his eyes were already darting mischievously. It was just some feel-good line people use to sell chicken-soup nonsense—why’d the old man react like that?

“I’ve got an idea.”

Xiao spoke calmly. “The Gu clan’s dual nature is… rather pronounced. Perhaps he should have two immortal titles.”

Mooncarver mused, “You mean like yin and yang?”

“Exactly.”

The immortals fell silent in thought. It was actually a pretty good suggestion.

What did it mean for the Gu clan to have dual natures?

Simple: the line between normal and unhinged.

All of them, in one way or another, had gotten tangled up in the Gu family’s absurd antics. The only difference was whether they were the instigator or the victim. So they understood this very well.

“I’ve got it.”

Zhongli’s eyes lit up. “This could work.”

“One yin, one yang—these will be your titles. You may keep Salted Fish Lying Flat Adeptus.”

Gu Sanqiu nodded repeatedly. If he could keep that one and even gain another? This was the perfect outcome.

“Your other title—Fallen Divinity, Sacred Silence Adeptus.”

Zhongli said calmly, “Remember it.”

“Fallen Divinity, Sacred Silence… Salted Fish Lying Flat… heh, interesting.”

Gu Sanqiu suddenly laughed. “I’m gonna take a stroll outside. Dad, seniors—you all keep chatting.”

Once Gu Sanqiu had stepped out of the cave, Mountain Shaper turned first to Zhongli.

“Lord of Geo, isn’t that name a bit… ominous?”

“It’s fine. He knows what it means.”

Zhongli explained, “Too many variables have cropped up lately. I’ve had Xiaohei handle a lot of things for me, and it’s becoming harder to keep his identity hidden.”

Xiao frowned. “Xiaohei? How is he still alive?”

“That’s a long story. Actually, Sanqiu’s been wondering if Xiaohei is one of his own… even hoping there’s still someone out there—someone who can help him when the time comes.”

Fallen Divinity… Little God.

Sacred Silence… Little Saint.

Mooncarver nodded gravely. “If there’s still a shred of hope for the Little Saint, then the Little God is already beyond saving.”

“The burdens of this new era… must be borne by its new champions.”

“We live in an age ruled by mortals now. Even gods and immortals are best kept from walking openly in the world.”

Zhongli turned to Cloud Retainer. “Unless it’s something urgent, best to give advance notice if you want to see Ganyu. Try not to appear in public.”

“As you command, my Lord.”

“Xiao, matters in Dihua Marsh will still fall to you. With Osial sealed away again, the demons and evil spirits should be keeping their heads down for now. You can take this chance to adjust.”

“Understood.”

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