Genshin Impact: The Sage's Disciple Doesn't Want Fame

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Of course, he approves, not only from the perspective of a junior member of the immortal family, but also from the perspective of the Crown Prince of Liyue. Ji Ming is the future Little Emperor, someone he will serve with his life for the rest of his life.

Being called "Uncle-Master" by the Little Emperor felt a little off; I was both happy and awkward.

Without continuing to tease his martial uncle, Ji Ming walked a little further away. Seeing Xiao follow him, he continued, "The decree is not in the hands of the two True Lords."

Xiao nodded: "Yes, I can see that."

"I plan to leave here and continue searching for the Emperor's decree. There are only five days left before the Immortal Invocation Ceremony, and I must make the most of every second."

Xiao hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke earnestly, as if offering advice: "Even if you don't find the Emperor's decree, you may still become the new Emperor."

Ji Ming shook his head, not refuting: "Probably, but the Emperor has his reasons for doing this. Just like the first decree, which asked me to help you remove your karmic obstacles, the second decree will certainly not be simple either. Failure to complete it will definitely disappoint Him."

After they finished speaking, neither of them intended to continue the conversation. They both realized one thing: the Emperor had no intention of testing Ji Ming at all, but rather hoped that he would solve some troubles and difficulties for Li Yue.

In short, the Emperor is leaving behind a foundation for the future young Emperor. People like Xiao, who is a three-eyed, five-manifestation immortal, were already very loyal to the Emperor. After Ji Ming resolved his karmic obstacles, he naturally became even more loyal.

Xiao is very smart, but he doesn't like to overthink things. Anyway, Ji Ming is the invincible Little Emperor, so he's too lazy to let his mind wander.

Yes, loyalty is all that's needed; leave everything else to the young emperor.

Seeing that the Great Sage Who Subdues Demons and his disciple seemed to be preparing to leave, True Lord Liuyun Borrows Wind, who had been watching them closely, quickly broke off the conversation and strode forward: "Disciple, are you leaving so soon?"

Ji Ming turned around and smiled, "Yes, time is of the essence, I must resolve this as soon as possible. Master, since the two True Lords don't know, I'd like to ask you to keep this a secret for me."

"Fine, if that's your idea, then I won't say anything more. Honestly, as long as you reveal your identity, those two guys will definitely not dare to neglect you."

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun sighed, his tone somewhat dissatisfied, but the target of his dissatisfaction was not Ji Ming.

Even if they were colleagues or friends, she still couldn't sway the opinions of Lishui Dieshan and Xiaoyue Zhuyang. It was true that her disciple's nature was impure, that he had the fate of a meteorite, and that he was not loved.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

“This immortal cares a lot!” True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng glared. “How about this, let Shen He go with you.”

Shen He tilted his head: "Me?"

"What, don't you want to go out for a stroll with your junior brother?"

Shen He hesitated, "I want to... but if I leave, my master will be very lonely, so I don't want to leave."

My good disciple, I misunderstood you before.

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun was deeply moved, but still said firmly, "Go out and wander around more. Be careful not to get bored staying at home all the time."

After driving the three away, Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun slowly turned around, revealing a sinister smile. The reflection from his glasses made it impossible for the other two Zhenjuns to see his eyes.

"Gentlemen, why did you treat my disciple so disrespectfully? Were you disrespecting me?"

True Lord of Water and Mountain: "Wait, that's not what I meant..."

True Lord Xiaoyue Zhuyang: "That's right, you know we don't like people with impure hearts, it's not directed at your disciple."

"Silence! This immortal is here to seek justice for my disciple! The immortal has arrived!"

………………

Ignoring the three old men's antics, Ji Ming led Xiao and Shen He away from the cave and stood on the open ground of the cliff, gazing into the distance.

Shen He walked over quietly, turned his head to stare at Ji Ming's profile, but did not say anything, for fear of interrupting his junior brother's thoughts.

My serious junior is the coolest. I like him.

However, I still don't want my junior brother to get into trouble. I want him to be able to become the Little Emperor smoothly. I hope Morax won't be ungrateful...

Okay, she's 100% sure she can't beat Morax, but for her junior brother's sake, she's willing to give it a try.

"Whom do you think the Emperor most wishes to be safe and sound?"

Ji Ming glanced at Xiao, seemingly understanding something, and said uncertainly, "Help me analyze which immortal needs help the most right now."

Shen He remained silent. She was unsure who needed help the most, so the best approach was to stay out of the way and let her junior brother and the Demon-Slaying Great Sage discuss things quietly.

"At present, the world is at peace, and the immortals are living their own lives. If we really have to choose one person... then it is the Dragon King Ruoduo who is suppressed in the Fulong Tree."

"I've heard of it, but wasn't it suppressed? Could it still be alive?"

"It's still alive. Not only it, but also many other demons that were once suppressed. They are still alive, and occasionally their resentment and remnants will come out to cause trouble. Cleaning them up is my task."

A reasonable explanation is that King Ratna is Morax's contracted elemental dragon, and in a sense, also Morax's familiar. He usually appears in the storytelling stories in various teahouses.

Ji Ming didn't know much about the Dragon King Ruo Tuo, but he roughly knew some of the historical context, which was that Ruo Tuo attacked the Layered Rock Abyss and was successfully suppressed by Morax.

"The imperial decree can't be given to a crazed rock elemental dragon, can it?"

elf:"……"

Shen He: "..."

Well, this is a rather unpleasant silence.

“I’ve thought of someone… a person? Probably a bear, the message is probably with it.”

"who is it?"

"Crispy rice crust".

elf:"?"

Shen He: “?”

Who is Guoba? There doesn't seem to be a clan named "Guoba" in all of Liyue. Is it a newly created clan?

(P.S.: It will be soon. I expect to resume daily updates of 4,000 words in the next few days, at the latest by the end of next week.)

Chapter 182 This is the Little Emperor's Mission

In the kitchen of Wanmintang, Xiangling propped her chin up with her hand and poked at the tinderbox with a bored expression to prevent the newly lit fire from going out.

It's past lunchtime now, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, no one will come to Wanmintang for the next two hours. This time is perfect for preparing the dishes needed for dinner.

My father took my mother back to their hometown, leaving their lovely daughter to run the shop. How heartless of him!

Xiangling, feeling resentful, reached out and poked Guoba, who was squatting at her feet snoring, and said grumblingly, "Don't be lazy, go and do some work."

Guoba: "Giggle?!"

I just finished working and they won't even give me a moment's rest. Isn't this blatant bullying?

Guoba was indignant, but in the end, it dared not speak out. It could only run to the stove with its two short legs and pull out a rolled-up scroll from somewhere, intending to use it as fuel.

"Hey, what's this?"

Xiangling, quick-witted and agile, snatched the scroll, but instead of opening it, she asked Guoba about its origin.

Guoba shook his head: "Lulu?"

A while ago, a man came to Wanmintang to eat. After finishing his meal, he not only didn't pay, but also gave Guoba a scroll that looked like it was worth a lot of money.

Okay, I don't recognize the man, but his aura is somewhat familiar. I don't recognize the words on the scroll either, but it looks very formal.

Xiangling tapped Guoba's head with the scroll and said irritably, "Could it be something a guest left behind at Wanmintang?"

Guoba shook its head frantically: "Lulu!"

"That was a gift from a customer... Ah! I remember now, the accounts from a few days ago don't add up no matter how I calculate them. Could it be that a customer used this as collateral for Mora?!"

Guoba felt guilty: "Slurp..."

Xiangling said angrily, "Pot! Burnt!"

Honestly, I should have known better than to let Guoba serve guests in the front hall. That silly little bear is always so easily fooled.

There was no other way; all that was left at Wanmintang were Xiangling and Guoba. As the young cook, Xiangling was naturally in charge of cooking and serving dishes in the kitchen, while Guoba was relegated to being a waiter and errand runner.

Ugh, so annoying. I need to find some time to bring Ah Ming over. The reward will be the same as always: a healthy cup of hot milk... plus a gentle kiss?

As for this scroll, since it has already been used as collateral by the customer as Mora, it naturally belongs to Wanmintang. It shouldn't matter if we take a look at it once or twice.

Xiangling felt a little guilty and slowly opened the scroll, which looked exquisitely made. She stared wide-eyed at the words sewn into the middle of the cloth.

"Liyue rises, King Jiming."

With her eyes turning into beady pupils, Xiangling uttered a short, puzzled sound: "Huh?"

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"I guarantee you, dinner at Wanmin Hall will be absolutely delicious. The head chef there is my childhood friend, and he knows all the Liyue cuisines. Even a full meat feast would be no problem."

On Huyan Street, the group of one short man and two tall men attracted the attention of passersby. The leader was talking loudly, and many people had already recognized his true identity.

Ji Ming paid no attention to the stares from passersby; he was busy introducing Wanmintang to Xiao and Shen He.

Like Ji Ming, Xiao and Shen He didn't care much about the scrutiny of those around them, at most they were a little uncomfortable.

Following closely behind Ji Ming, he looked a bit like his little shadow from a third-person perspective, but Shen He didn't care. He just explained in a low voice, "Junior brother, I am a cultivator and do not eat meat."

Just then, Ji Ming realized this and felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry, sorry, Senior Sister Gan Yu is willing to eat meat. I thought Senior Sister Shen He was willing too."

Shen He's eyes narrowed: "Then I'm willing too."

Wait, where does this inexplicable competitive spirit come from? This pressure is so heavy, it's scary.

Ji Ming felt a pang of sympathy and turned to look at Xiao on his left. This Great Sage remained silent, his face cold the entire time, as if someone owed him Mora.

"What are your orders?"