Did the main characters enter the wrong game in their second playthrough?

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Xiaoyue began to convey information to the two immortals directly through her eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

"So, the child's mother is really that Nata's Vulcan?"

Li Shui fell into deep thought.

"Can you two be serious for once? This is obviously just someone being polite, isn't it?"

Xianyun rolled her eyes at the two unserious guys, and then turned her attention back to Xing.

"Hmm... if we're talking about seniority, should she call her Aunt Xianyun?"

Clearly, while he kept telling others to be serious, in reality... someone seemed to be a little more crooked.

Chapter 152 Here I Will Retire

"Um... I told you we should have announced our arrival before coming to the immortals' abode. Look, you've made all the immortals a bit embarrassed by teleporting here!"

Paimon, who is always straightforward, directly exposed the embarrassment on the faces of the three immortals in front of them, and then reprimanded Xing, who was still carefree and sipping his tea.

"Alas! Young friend, you are mistaken! We are overjoyed that young friend Xing has come to visit us! It's just that things happened so suddenly that we don't have anything to offer, please forgive us!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shui immediately tried to smooth things over, saying, "How could you say that they lost face? This is clearly to make them look good!"

"Um...aren't you saying it backwards? When meeting a celestial being, shouldn't we bring gifts?"

Paimon was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. This wasn't right, was it? How could this be the same as Xingcai being an immortal?

"Ahem... Well, that's not important. So, young friend Xing, what brings you here today?"

Seeing that something was amiss, Xianyun, who had just been fixated on backing up, decisively steered the conversation back on track, then turned to Xing with a slight smile and asked.

"Well, it's nothing major, just searching for a wisp of [memory]."

Xing didn't hide his purpose like the riddle teller; instead, he spoke frankly and openly.

"memory?"

Upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar term, all three immortals frowned slightly.

If an ordinary person mentioned the word "memory," the three immortals certainly wouldn't react this way, but since the person before them had brought up the so-called "memory"... then they would have to think it over carefully.

"That's right, it's a memory, but it seems I've already found it."

Xing nodded, and then, to the astonishment of the three immortals, stood up, opened his hand, and released the light cone within.

Then... the light cone caused the "light path" to flicker around, but then it circled around the stone table, as if it were looking for its place.

Finally, the path of light stopped at one of the three stone benches on the stone table, and on the stone table directly in front of the bench, the words "Sit here and die" were engraved.

"This is……"

Gazing at the light resting on the stone bench, the familiar feeling once again startled Xianyun.

"The end..."

Looking at the familiar face that had somehow appeared on the stone bench, Xianyun's expression was filled with complex emotions.

Is it sadness...or joy, or perhaps a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion) or a sense of doubt?

When these emotions intertwine and overlap, nothing else matters.

And at this moment, that [memory] begins its broadcast.

Gui Zhong, sitting upright on the stone bench, enjoying the freshest batch of tea with Liu Yun by the breeze, and then there was the one who arrived late...

Rock King Emperor.

"So...it's been so long..."

Looking at the three figures sitting around the stone table, Xianyun was filled with countless emotions.

Now, to recreate this scene again...

It's difficult...

Gui Zhong has been gone for a long time, and now, even the Emperor has stepped down from his divine position and wanders the mortal world.

However, it is a fortunate thing to see her again.

The three people around the stone table quietly sipped their tea, saying nothing to each other.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, but... time will not stop at that moment.

The ripples of memory flickered back and forth, and with the falling of the first cup of tea, the projection from memory also ended its presentation of the past.

The light returned to Xing's hands, bringing back a quarter of her memories.

It was a memory that was both funny and sad. The mighty demon god of the mortal world would occasionally do some troublesome things like a child. And when he had a conflict with others, he would ask Morax to come and act as a "mediator". However, under normal circumstances, Morax would not take sides with anyone, but would make an objective judgment based on axioms.

In this memory, the immortals who seemed high and mighty to ordinary people were no different from ordinary people. Even the untouchable Rock King Emperor was like a patriarch.

Together, they maintain the large family called "Liyue" and have given everything for it...

The memory fragments came to an abrupt end; only one step remained to perfect the entire light cone.

While Xianyun was still in a daze, Xing had already retracted the cone of light. She had sensed where the last memory was stored, and next...

Xing had to head back to Liyue Harbor.

"Wait! Little Xing!"

Just as Xing was about to set off, Xianyun called out to him somewhat hastily.

"Hmm... What brings you here, True Lord Liuyun?"

Xing looked the crane-like beauty up and down and asked in confusion.

"Young friend Xing, that cluster of light in your hand just now, did it contain the memories of the demon god Hargentus of the mortal world?"

"Exactly."

Xing nodded.

"..."

Hearing the expected answer, Xianyun felt a myriad of thoughts swirling within her, yet they remained unsprouted, like bamboo shoots growing beneath a stone slab.

In the end... her former friend, whose passing changed many people.

It made people's hair turn from green in the morning to snow in the evening, made the king cry out in silent sorrow, and made her often sit blankly by the stone bench, recalling every bit of the past.

In the end, he could only sigh silently, retreat to the mountains and forests, and remain silent behind closed doors.

As time passed, she had thought she could calmly accept the end of her life...

But when that figure reappeared before her eyes, fragments of the past surged back like a flood, causing her once stable state of mind to crack again.

After thinking for a long time, Xianyun finally came to her senses from her complicated emotions, then raised her head and slowly said:

"I do not know why you sought Gui Zhong, but... as Gui Zhong's friend from the past, I would like to ask one more question: about these memories..."

Xianyun gazed at Xing's palm, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Why does she collect these memories, and what is her purpose?

“Since Immortal Liuyun is an old friend of this mortal demon god, then why don’t we go together to complete the last fragment of this memory? At that time, Immortal Liuyun will naturally know what I intend to do.”

"In that case, this immortal will accompany you on this journey, young friend!"

Upon hearing this, Xianyun nodded, then turned around and nodded to the two worried old men behind him before following Xing's steps.

"Sigh...it seems she still can't let go..."

Seeing this, Xiaoyue sighed and shook her head.

"If it were me, and a powerful being were to recreate the memories of my deceased friend, I certainly wouldn't be able to let it go either."

Upon hearing this, Li Shui was filled with emotion...

"However, perhaps after this trip, I'll truly be able to let go..."

These ancient monsters, who have lived for thousands of years, are not afraid of the changing times; what they fear... is only the revisiting of old stories...

Chapter 153 Meeting is also parting

Those memories, after wandering around, departed from Liyue Harbor and returned to Liyue Harbor.

However, this time, an unexpected old friend returned.

Liu Yun, using the pseudonym Xianyun, re-entered Liyue Harbor in human form, carrying with him the memories of his old friend...

The shimmering light of those memories, like a curious child, had been wandering around since entering Liyue Harbor, bothering this and teasing this, as if it were very curious about everything here.

Fortunately, besides Xing, only the idle cloud beside her could see this shimmering light. It was because of her longing for her old friend that she could see the memories of that friend, which were now active in the bustling Liyue Harbor.

"Hehe... This memory is indeed hers. Apart from her, no other demon god has such a childlike nature."

Gazing at the extremely vibrant light, Xianyun's lips hadn't stopped curving upwards since entering Liyue Harbor.

In her view, that memory was exactly the same as the original Gui Zhong, though it seemed like a child, curious like a child, but in reality...

Or are they surprised that Liyue has developed to this extent?

yes……

From Guili Village to Liyue today, humanity has finally broken free from the protection of the gods and immortals, grown its own wings, and learned to fly on its own.

This is what she has always wanted to see, isn't it?

Seeing that the light seemed to transform into the shape of the finality, she drooled over the candied hawthorns on the street, and was amazed by the dazzling array of goods. After picking and choosing, she was attracted by other things and wandered around the entire Liyue Harbor.

From the main entrance to the dock, and from the dock to the Tiger Fish Rock, we walked and stopped along the way, finally stepping onto the Jade Capital Terrace...

Those wide sleeves have absolutely nothing to do with being a lady; how can a curious soul be confined by clothing?

A transparent fingertip gently traced the stamen of the glass lily, seemingly letting out a playful laugh, and then... turned to meet a pair of kind eyes.

The sea breeze swept across Liyue, causing the crisp leaves to rustle, and amidst that natural music, a strand of pale hair gently swayed in the wind.

But the person on the other side no longer had her hair swaying in the wind as before...

The wind passed through her body, but it couldn't hide that smile, just as time can't leave a mark on her body, but it can gradually age a once passionate heart.

Opposite that illusory and youthful body was a slightly hunched, yet undeniably real presence.

Time has passed, things have changed, and people are no longer the same...

It is said that the mortal world is a training ground for the mind, but the mind... is itself trained by the mortal world...