Genshin Impact's Incense Burner Of Liyue [491]

Qiqi was still chanting scriptures. Even though Gu Sanqiu had half a mind to jump up and tear Baizhu apart with his bare hands, he had no choice but to stay put and lie there obediently.

If he weren’t worried about the consequences, he’d have already taken on the role of a tyrannical local warlord, bringing a whole gang over to cause trouble—maybe even throwing paint around just to make a statement.

Damn Baizhu!

People who read too many books are never up to any good!

Qiqi finally stopped tapping her forehead, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Gu Sanqiu, who was smiling at her. Then, without hesitation, she gave his forehead another light tap.

"Grinning like that… Little Guzi, you didn’t listen."

"I listened, I listened!"

Gu Sanqiu quickly defended himself. "I really did! Old Ancestor, you have to believe me. From now on, I’ll be a good kid, I swear!"

"Mm. I believe you."

Qiqi cupped his cheeks with both hands, her pale little face leaning in until their foreheads touched.

"Be good. It won’t hurt anymore. No more pain. I’ll get you coconut milk."

It felt like he had suddenly gained a mother out of nowhere.

Normally, it was other people who called Gu Sanqiu fussy and nagging, but today, he truly experienced what it was like to be on the receiving end of motherly care.

Still, for Qiqi to willingly share her precious coconut milk… she must have struggled with that decision.

As Qiqi hopped off the treatment table to fetch the drink, Baizhu—who was supposedly applying medicine but was actually just watching the show—put away the jar of ointment. He took one last serious look at the landscape painting he had skillfully created using the medicinal liquid.

Then, with a single swipe, he wiped it all away.

"Alright. Apply this yourself once every five days. With your constitution, two more applications should be enough for a full recovery."

Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth as he pulled his clothes back on, then rolled up his sleeves.

"I don’t think I’ve ever fought you before, have I? I always figured you were more of a support-type in the logistics division, so I never bothered… But after today, I think it’s about time we sparred."

"No, no, no, I’m not good at fighting."

Gu Sanqiu paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes at Baizhu, his tone suspicious.

"Now that I think about it… I’ve never really questioned how long you’ve been around."

"You’re not one of those ancient relics who’s actually a few hundred—or even a thousand—years old, are you?"

Baizhu chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. "How could that be? I’m just an ordinary doctor. I may have some insights into the art of health preservation, but immortality? That’s beyond me."

Heh.

Gu Sanqiu didn’t believe a word of it.

Look at a certain idle Archon—everyone in Mondstadt just knew him as that carefree, wine-loving wind god. No one ever stopped to question whether his age matched his youthful face.

It was the same with a certain old man. Who would’ve guessed that the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s consultant, walking the streets like any other mortal, was actually a six-thousand-year-old master?

Gu Sanqiu sneered. "No matter what you say, we’re still fighting today. Unless, of course, you’d like to put your precious Changsheng down first?"

Changsheng flicked her tongue. "Hey, hey, don’t mess around! Believe it or not, I’ll call Qiqi over right now!"

"Changsheng? You called me?"

Qiqi returned with a bottle of coconut milk, looking slightly puzzled.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ah, no, no. We were just… discussing something."

Baizhu responded with a perfectly composed smile, effortlessly shifting behind Qiqi and maintaining his polite expression as he looked at Gu Sanqiu.

Come on, then. Weren’t you so eager to fight?

If you’ve got the guts, attack now!

Gu Sanqiu felt like he was choking on his own indignation. Damn it! These types who always smile so kindly… they’re all black-hearted inside!

"Forget it. A bigger person doesn’t hold grudges."

Muttering under his breath, he took the coconut milk from Qiqi’s hands, his eyes glinting with a new idea.

"Baizhu, by the way, can you take a day off?"

"A day off?"

Baizhu shook his head. "Bubu Pharmacy is open year-round. Why do you ask?"

"You really overwork yourself."

Gu Sanqiu took Qiqi’s hand. "Alright, then it’s settled. You’re coming to my place for dinner tonight. And don’t tell me you already have plans."

"I don’t, but… if you’re planning to poison me, I’ll definitely notice."

Gu Sanqiu scoffed. "With so many people eating together, why would I need to poison you? It’d be much easier to just find an opportunity to assassinate you directly."

Qiqi tugged at Gu Sanqiu’s sleeve. "Little Guzi, fighting… is bad."

"Right, right! The Old Ancestor speaks the truth. Baizhu actually wanted to fight me, but of course, I would never agree to such a thing."

With a beaming smile, Gu Sanqiu led Qiqi toward the exit. "I’m a good kid, after all. Good kids don’t fight."

Well, if I do run into an enemy, I usually just kill them outright. That way, no one will know I fought in the first place.

Come to think of it, I should probably make sure the Old Ancestor never finds out about what I did in Mondstadt. Otherwise, I’ll be in for another round of head-tapping lectures.

The weather outside was particularly unfriendly. Gu Sanqiu clipped a few small, blue, decorative charms onto the hem of Qiqi’s outfit.

These were cryo crystal lanterns he had snagged from Albedo before leaving Mondstadt—basically, tiny portable air conditioners.

Nothing beats the joy of getting something for free. He had taken both the heat-warming and the cryo-cooling variants, even managing to swipe a blueprint.

Pure bliss.

Tonight, when everyone came over, he’d distribute a few to his sister and the others.

As for mass production and selling them? He wasn’t going to do that. If he ever did, he’d have to talk to Albedo first. But knowing that stoic-faced hidden rich guy, he probably wouldn’t care about such pocket change.

"Mm. Very cool."

Qiqi, after thinking for a moment, placed her bottle of coconut milk next to the cryo lantern. Before long, she had a perfectly chilled drink.

Watching this, Gu Sanqiu suddenly realized something.

I should’ve asked the Tsaritsa for a couple more Mourning Ice Jades before I left. Just one pair of gloves isn’t enough.

That said… the idea of introducing air conditioning to Teyvat was pretty promising.

But maybe not in Natlan.

Considering how that nation was filled with hot-blooded battle fanatics, using an air conditioner there might actually be seen as a sign of weakness.

The people of Natlan should embrace the sweltering heat and let their fighting spirits burn even brighter!

Only cowards rely on cooling devices!

Burn! My youth, my fighting will!

Yep, he could picture it perfectly.

In that case, maybe selling heatstroke medicine there wouldn’t be a bad business move.

Hand in hand with Qiqi, Gu Sanqiu slowly made his way home. With the cryo lanterns, all he had to do was hold a knife to Baizhu’s neck every now and then to remind him to recharge them, and Qiqi’s activity range and time would expand significantly.

As for using elemental power to keep himself and Bubu Pharmacy’s medicine fresh… Gu Sanqiu didn’t mind, but the little ice sprites Qiqi summoned? That was another story.

Those things were created using ice-infused blood sigils, and their sole purpose was to serve Baizhu’s precious medicinal herbs.

Honestly, those herbs were treated better than most people.

His Old Ancestor wasn’t just any ordinary zombie, but whether the sealed adeptal power inside her had any effect on a zombie’s ability to generate blood… that was still unclear.

So, if something could be solved with tools, there was no need to rely on the body’s natural functions. No need to end up like Hu Tao.

Considering Qiqi’s unique constitution and the power sealed within her, replenishing her energy was no easy task.

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