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Chapter 135 - Reuniting with Yun Jin! “The Divine Maiden Parts the Veil”?!

Luo Li naturally understood everything that was going on in Rosalyne's heart.

Just like five hundred years ago, what he wanted to give her now was a sense of reassurance.

Not a promise—because words alone were hollow things. Compared to action, verbal assurances meant very little.

"In that case," Luo Li said gently,

"next time I'll take you to Inazuma and leave behind enough beautiful memories to erase those old scars. Come to think of it, I haven't been back in a long time. There's no longer a place for me there."

As he spoke, Luo Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Five hundred years were more than enough to change everything.

Once-lofty rulers would inevitably fade into legend as time passed.

What remained was only the symbol of eternity—the Narukami.

Perhaps the people of Inazuma could still find traces of Luo Li in some strange statue or a damaged ancient text.

But those were merely remnants of the past.

Hearing his words, Rosalyne's lips curved into a captivating smile, affection shimmering in her cool, elegant eyes.

"Alright," she said softly.

"You'd better not forget what you said today."

"Of course… once I deal with a few matters first."

Luo Li didn't give a specific time.

After all, when he returned to Inazuma, the first thing he had to do was clean up the mess he had left behind. Only then would he dare to travel freely.

Rosalyne didn't mind his many romantic entanglements.

All she needed was for him to remember her.

Five hundred years of obsession were enough to change many things.

As they chatted, the two originally planned to return to Liyue Harbor along Mt. Tianheng.

Midway, however, they arrived at a rather dilapidated village.

The village looked extremely old, most of it already abandoned. Only a few houses still had wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

This was usually a common sight, not worth special attention. They had seen countless similar places before.

But this time, Luo Li suddenly stopped.

Because he saw a familiar face.

And at the same time, that person saw him as well.

Luo Li stepped forward first and smiled.

"Well now, fancy meeting you here, Miss Yun. May I ask what brings you to this place?"

That's right—the person he encountered was none other than Yun Jin, the head of the Yun-Han Opera Troupe whom he had met not long ago.

Having removed her stage headdress and wiped away her light makeup, the girl was still stunningly beautiful—enough to make anyone sigh at the sight.

"So it's Mr. Luo Li."

Yun Jin greeted him, then glanced briefly at the woman beside him who was scrutinizing her. She quickly looked away and explained:

"Didn't I mention before that I've been writing a new opera recently? It's called The Divine Maiden Parts the Veil. I came here to gather material."

"The Divine Maiden Parts the Veil?!"

Luo Li's heart stirred.

He clearly remembered that this opera centered on Shenhe.

Only then did he realize—this village seemed to be the very place where Shenhe had lived during her childhood.

Interested, he asked, "Have you made any progress?"

Yun Jin gave a small, helpless smile and glanced at the villagers, who clearly didn't like interacting with outsiders.

"Not much. I've stayed here for two days, but I've only uncovered some rumors. If there were written records or someone who actually knew the truth, that would be ideal."

In the past, she had mostly performed stories of adepti and legends.

But later on, Yun Jin came to prefer telling stories that belonged to humanity itself.

And her favorite, of course, was writing her own operas.

By coincidence, Mt. Tianheng was said to have legends of a "divine maiden."

According to the stories, she was a human who fought against a demon god, battling fiercely to protect the villagers.

Unfortunately, her final fate was unknown.

Luo Li pondered for a moment.

"If you want to know the truth behind that legend, I might have a way."

"Please tell me, Mr. Luo Li," Yun Jin said eagerly, her eyes lighting up.

Although she hadn't wasted much time yet, continuing like this—even for ten days or half a month—might still lead nowhere.

She had been worried about finding a breakthrough.

And now, just as she was at a loss, she happened to run into Luo Li.

As expected, Zhongli hadn't exaggerated—this man truly was knowledgeable. Even obscure mountain legends were within his grasp.

Not only was he excellent at critiquing opera, but he was equally impressive in other areas.

"You can look for someone in the village," Luo Li said calmly.

"His name is Mingjun. He personally experienced the events in that legend."

"Mingjun?"

But to Luo Li's surprise, Yun Jin didn't look pleased. Instead, she frowned.

"What's wrong?" Luo Li asked.

"You may not know this, sir," Yun Jin replied,

"but that man disappeared a few days ago. I heard he was lured away by remnants of a demon god nearby. There's been no news since."

Luo Li was startled.

"That happened?"

What was Xiao doing? There were still demon god remnants left unresolved?!

…Well, considering that the Yaksha seemed to be down to a single survivor, it was understandable that he couldn't cover all of Liyue alone.

Yun Jin sighed helplessly, the corners of her peach-colored eyes lowering.

She had thought there was finally hope—only to find another obstacle standing in the way.

"If there are demon god remnants involved," Luo Li said,

"then how about I go with you? I'm quite good at tracking people."

At his words, Yun Jin was almost overjoyed. Gratitude and excitement practically overflowed from her gaze.

"Thank you so much, sir! If you ever need anything in the future, Yun Jin will do her utmost to repay you!"

The bright smile blooming on the delicate young woman's face was dazzling—enough to make it hard to look away.

Luo Li waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.

Meanwhile, Rosalyne studied Yun Jin for a while.

She still remembered this girl—the one who had performed at Heyu Teahouse.

Seeing that Luo Li seemed to appreciate her, Rosalyne didn't say anything.

"Should I notify the Fatui to search for him?" she whispered near Luo Li's ear.

The Fatui's intelligence network spanned the entire continent. There was almost nothing they couldn't dig up.

One could even spot Snezhnayan Mirror Maidens or Pyro Agents wandering in the wilderness from time to time—no one knew what schemes they were plotting.

If Rosalyne gave the order, they could find Mingjun's whereabouts in no time—dead or alive.

But Luo Li didn't need that.

"No need," he replied calmly.

"A demon god's aura is like a beacon in the night. There's no need to waste time searching."

For Luo Li, that confidence was well-earned.

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