The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [215]

“Then… as you wish.”

After hearing Jia Changjiang’s resolute declaration, the Adepti no longer tried to dissuade him.

Throughout Liyue’s long history, mortals borrowing Adepti power was rare but not unheard of. However, to channel the energy of six Adepti simultaneously—this was unprecedented in its 3,700 years of existence.

Only those with the strongest bodies and most unyielding souls could hope to endure such immense power. To take on the combined might of six Adepti was to invite unimaginable pain and risk.

But Jia Changjiang’s unwavering determination convinced the Adepti that he might succeed where no other mortal could.

“Do it.”

Standing firm, he braced himself. “I’ll take it all.”

The six distinct Adepti energies poured into Jia Changjiang like a flood, coursing from the crown of his head down his spine. Instantly, he felt as though his very cells were being ripped apart.

“Gah—”

The excruciating pain blurred his consciousness. His body staggered as he fell to one knee, blood seeping from cracks that had torn open in his skin. The sight of his blood, stark against the rain-slicked surface of the Jade Chamber, was harrowing.

“It hurts,” he hissed through gritted teeth. Yet despite the agony, he forced a smile. “Feels like I’m about to die.”

He laughed faintly, brushing off the pain as if it were nothing.

The Adepti power didn’t stop with Jia Changjiang. As he endured the flow, the energy radiated outward to the Millelith around him, strengthening their auras and rekindling their fighting spirits.

Still, Jia Changjiang’s body strained under the immense burden. His teeth clenched so hard they felt ready to shatter, and the corners of his mouth were pulled into an unnatural grimace, more a result of muscle tension than any genuine expression.

“A mortal cannot withstand all of this power…” Cloud Retainer observed grimly. Seeing Jia Changjiang’s deteriorating condition, she moved to stop the energy flow.

But Jia Changjiang barked out, “Don’t stop! I can handle it!”

He pushed himself upright, unsteady but resolute. Taking a shaky step forward, he spat blood onto the ground before shouting, “Keep going!”

Ganyu hesitated, unsure whether to continue transferring power. The other Adepti exchanged uncertain glances, each weighing whether to risk further harm to the mortal.

At that moment, a hand reached out to steady Jia Changjiang.

The golden-haired, golden-eyed Lumine grasped his hand, her resolve as firm as the mountains surrounding them.

The violent mixture of Adepti energy surged into Lumine’s body, halving the pressure on Jia Changjiang.

“Lumine…?” Jia Changjiang stared at her in shock. He could see the weight she had taken from him and the strain it caused, but she held on.

“Don’t think you’re doing this alone!” Lumine said, her voice firm. “You’re not the only one here who wants to be a hero!”

Her golden eyes burned with conviction.

“I fought beside you in Mondstadt. We stopped the Stormterror crisis together, remember? I’m a hero of Mondstadt, too! Don’t you dare leave me behind to face this alone!”

“This is my journey as much as it is yours!”

Jia Changjiang’s astonishment turned into booming laughter.

“Haha… you’re absolutely right!”

“Let’s do this together!”

Without hesitation, Jia Changjiang activated the full breadth of his Taisui God ability, sharing its power with his traveling companion.

With Lumine’s help, Jia Changjiang could finally bear the Adepti energy. Though the strain remained immense, the two of them endured, their shared resolve creating a foundation for the power to stabilize.

The Adepti’s energy flowed through the Millelith, fortifying them further. Meanwhile, Jia Changjiang turned to the Adepti, flashing them an unexpected smile.

Then, he sent some of the power back.

The Adepti startled as Jia Changjiang reversed the flow, returning the energy with something unfamiliar woven into it—a countless chorus of voices, a collective response from the people of Liyue.

For a brief moment, the Adepti heard it: the voices of Liyue’s citizens, resonating with hope, fear, and determination.

“Liyue isn’t just the land,” Jia Changjiang said, his voice calm but resolute. “It isn’t just this city, or the mountains and rivers. Liyue is its people.

“Listen to their voices. It won’t hurt, I promise.”

He smirked. “The worst it could do is make things… a little less quiet.”

The Adepti fell silent, their expressions contemplative.

This sudden “gift” from Jia Changjiang was no mere act of defiance. He only wanted them to pause, to reflect for a moment. He didn’t need a grand change—just a tiny ripple. Even the smallest shift in perspective could create waves in the future.

“Such audacity,” Cloud Retainer muttered, though her tone carried no anger.

“An insolent fool,” Mountain Shaper said, shaking his head.

Xiao simply crossed his arms and gave a dismissive huff, refusing to comment further.

Time was running out.

The Sea-Calming Divine Needle was nearing its limit, and the Vortex God would soon break free.

But this time, things were different.

Before, it had faced only the Jade Chamber and a handful of Adepti wielding a single weapon.

Now, it stood against the united will of all Liyue—Adepti, the Seven Stars, the Millelith, and every citizen who had lent their voices to the cause.

This was no longer a lone battle.

“Jia Changjiang!” Lumine called out, brimming with newfound strength. She clenched a talisman in her hand, drawn from her system—a spell of immense power.

It was the Mountain Moving Charm, a prize won during an earlier moment of fortune.

Jia Changjiang bit his finger, letting blood drip onto a talisman of his own. He held it up high before throwing it from the Jade Chamber.

“Yellow Turban Giants, move the mountain here! Summon spirits, subdue demons!”

The talisman flew like a streak of light, disappearing into the storm.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a rumble echoed across the sea.

The distant Guyun Stone Forest began to tremble.

One of its ancient stone pillars, long buried beneath the waves, wrenched free from the ocean’s depths and hurtled toward the Jade Chamber.

As it flew, the pillar fragmented into countless pieces, showering the Millelith with shards of stone that transformed into weapons. Each soldier caught a spear or blade of their own, carved from the very rock Rex Lapis had once cast down.

“Isn’t it said that Guyun Stone Forest was formed from the spears of the Geo Archon?” Jia Changjiang mused as he caught a massive spear.

“Then it’s only fitting we borrow one!”

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