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On the street, a young boy with light blue hair and a cool expression walked steadily, glancing left and right.
Soon, he spotted a shop in the distance with two Millelith guards stationed outside.
A smile broke across his face. He had finally found it.
"Chongyun! When did you get back to Liyue?"
"Haven't seen you in ages! You're still as handsome as ever. Seriously, do you have a partner yet? Considered finding a wife?"
"Where have you been hunting ghosts lately? I haven't seen you around the harbor."
"Chongyun, I heard you went to Dragonspine. Did you solve the trouble there?"
...
Shop owners and passersby greeted the boy warmly as he passed.
Everyone in Liyue knew Chongyun.
In Liyue's long history, tales of demons and evil spirits had never ceased. Chongyun was born into a renowned family of exorcists and traveled the land as a wandering fangshi, purging evil wherever he went.
When he first started out, there was a famous haunting in Liyue Harbor involving a wealthy noblewoman. She had high status—enough to speak casually with the Qixing—but suffered from a bizarre harassment. Every night, strange noises would plague her sleep.
Many people went to investigate and confirmed the phenomenon: an eerie sound would appear uninvited. If you tried to find the source, it would vanish, only to reappear directly behind you, whispering in your ear like an invisible person. The terror was indescribable.
The noblewoman couldn't eat or sleep and was wasting away. She spent a fortune hiring famous exorcists from all over, but none succeeded. The noise only grew louder and more frequent. She was on the verge of selling her ancestral home just to escape.
Then Chongyun arrived. He simply took a chair, sat in the mansion for a while, and declared the problem solved.
That night, the noises vanished. The woman slept peacefully for the first time in months.
The next day, she brought chests of gold and jewels to thank him, but Chongyun refused them all, accepting only a few hundred Mora as payment.
From then on, his reputation skyrocketed. He solved case after case, always with humility and integrity.
Scholars even wrote poetry praising him: "Pure as ice, cool as frost."
Now, seeing everyone greet him so warmly, Chongyun felt a bit awkward, but he nodded politely in return.
He arrived at the jar shop.
"Lord Chongyun."
Wenqi and Doyle, the Millelith guards, bowed respectfully.
Chongyun was a famous fangshi and a Vision holder. He deserved the title "Lord" for his contributions to Liyue's safety.
"Just Chongyun is fine. No need for 'Lord'," he smiled, shaking his head. "I'm not worthy of such a title."
He stepped inside.
He had heard the rumors about this shop and its miraculous items. He didn't crave power or treasure; he only wanted one thing—to solve his condition.
As the heir to an exorcist clan, he possessed an innate ability: the "Congenital Positivity" (Pure Yang Spirit).
Born with an excess of yang energy, he was constantly plagued by his easily overheated constitution. To suppress it, he avoided hot water, hot food, spicy dishes, thick clothes, arguments, anger, and the midday sun. He even carried a parasol while exorcising. He avoided all "yang" influences.
But it was futile.
"So Chongyun is here to open jars too."
"I saw Miss Ying'er go in earlier."
"Ying'er? I walked past Scent of Spring and didn't see her. So she's here."
"She's brave, leaving her shop open. Aren't her ceramics expensive?"
"The Millelith patrol that area. Who dares steal? Besides, her neighbors watch out for her."
...
Outside, the crowd gathered, curious to see what the famous exorcist and the famous perfumer would get. Watching others gamble was strangely satisfying.
Inside the shop.
"This Cola is really good."
Ying'er had just cracked open her can of Cola and taken a sip.
The sudden rush of carbonation made her let out a sound of pure pleasure.
"Ahhh~"
Her face flushed slightly from the gas.
Felix glanced up as Chongyun entered.
"Hello, Shopkeeper."
Chongyun identified the owner immediately. Though surprised by his youth, he greeted him politely.
"Hello," Felix nodded. "Here to open jars? 100,000 Mora each, limit ten per week."
"I've heard of your shop's wonders. I wanted to ask... can my Congenital Positivity be cured here?" Chongyun asked with a bitter smile.
His condition was a curse. Evil spirits fled miles away just from his presence, meaning he never got to actually exorcise anything. He would sit in a haunted place, the ghost would run away, and the job would be done.
But he had trained in swordsmanship and mantras since childhood. Having all that skill and never using it was frustrating.
Worse, if his yang energy flared up, he lost control of his personality and did things he regretted.
"Can you solve the Pure Yang Spirit?"
Felix looked him over and smiled. "Of course. There is nothing you cannot find here, only things you cannot imagine. Suppressing it is easy—Ice elemental energy or a different constitution could balance it out."
"Jars can contain bloodlines and physiques. If you fuse with a different constitution, it might neutralize the problem."
Felix knew Chongyun's struggle. The poor guy couldn't even eat Jueyun Chilies without going berserk. Even Dragonspine wasn't cold enough to fully suppress him sometimes.
"It can be solved."
Chongyun's heart raced.
Finally. A solution.
But then his face fell.
100,000 Mora per jar.
He checked his pouch. He only had enough for one.
He wasn't rich. A banquet at Wanmin Restaurant once cost him a month's savings to pay off.
Still, 100,000 Mora was cheap for a cure. If it worked, he would have paid millions.
The problem was he didn't have millions.
"Congenital Positivity?"
Ying'er, sipping her Cola, looked at him with realization. She knew of his reputation.
"Shopkeeper, I'll take one jar for now."
Chongyun took out a few coins for his trip home, then handed the rest of the pouch to Felix.
Just over 100,000 Mora.
"Make your choice."
Felix accepted the money. "Pick an ordinary jar."
Chongyun scanned the shelves. He saw the glowing exquisite jar at the top but ignored it, pointing instead to a plain one on the far right.
"That one."
"As you wish."
Felix waved his hand.
The jar floated off the shelf and landed gently in front of Chongyun.
Chongyun watched the display of telekinesis with respect, but not surprise.
A shopkeeper selling miracles should have some tricks.
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