"Well well, look at you two drinking here without me!"
Xuehua controlled Lumine and ran up to the table, speaking in mock anger.
Even so, she still obediently clicked the dialogue.
Venti: "Hehe~ What do you think of these fine wines I buried at Windrise?"
Qiu Nian: "Elegant and delicate, with a lingering fragrance even after the cup is empty. Truly excellent wine."
Venti: "You bring the food, I bring the wine. Beneath the Windrise tree, just you and me… ah, if only the old man were here too."
And that was it.
No matter how many times Xuehua clicked—
The dialogue never changed.
"…How did you two manage…"
"To become this close in just half a day?!"
She stared at the two of them drinking and chatting happily, utterly baffled.
[Two old guys with common interests, obviously]
[Friend of a friend is a friend]
[Good thing Zhongli exists, or they might've actually fought]
[They almost did fight until Paimon mentioned him]
[Zhongli: Want some calming tea again?]
["Calming tea" lmao]
[They really picked a perfect place to drink, the scenery is amazing]
"Stop drinking!"
"Both of you, stop! Get me a stool—I want in too!"
Xuehua suddenly snapped, controlling Lumine to jump straight onto the table.
Then she opened the camera—
Zoomed out—
And struck a one-hand-on-hip pose.
Click.
A ridiculously cursed photo was taken.
In the picture—
Qiu Nian and Venti both looked up at Lumine.
While Lumine stood proudly on the table—
Hand on her hip, wearing a faint smile.
[I'm dead LOL]
[Qiu Nian/Venti: which asylum did this one escape from?]
[Unhinged Lumine reporting in]
[This is insane hahaha]
[Streamer mental state check]
Even Xuehua couldn't hold it in—
She burst out laughing.
"Alright alright, enough messing around."
"The scenery here is perfect."
"And with the blessing of Qiu Nian and the protection of the Anemo Archon…"
"I'm upgrading my god-tier artifact today!"
She jumped off the table and stepped forward.
Behind her—
Qiu Nian and Venti both watched her back.
"Alright, let's go!"
She opened her inventory.
[Calling it now: it upgrades… but not really]
["Can't wait"]
She selected a Crimson Witch Flower.
Substats:
Attack%, Crit DMG, Energy Recharge, Crit Rate.
"So? Isn't this insane?"
She grinned smugly.
[What kind of god-tier base is this??]
[All useful stats??]
[It literally can't lose]
[Oh it can—just roll into ATK and ER twice]
[Hurry up, I wanna see you suffer]
"Full send."
She fed it two level 20 trash artifacts.
Hovered over the upgrade button—
And clicked.
The moment she clicked—
She shut her eyes tight.
Counted to ten.
Then slowly opened them.
But instead of looking at the artifact—
She glanced at chat first.
Full of:
???
WTF
HOLY—
She turned back.
Looked at the screen—
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
She jumped to her feet, screaming in excitement.
Crimson Witch Flower:
HP: 4780
ATK +5.8%
Crit DMG +30.3%
Energy Recharge +6.5%
Crit Rate +10.9%
[WHAT IS THAT???]
[I refuse to accept this]
[JUST KILL ME]
[This is illegal]
[This hurts more than death]
[Streamer used up her lifespan]
[Was that the blessing?? I'm logging in RIGHT NOW]
[52.1 CV???]
[That's a family heirloom]
["Divine Artifact"]
[Does this even exist??]
That day—
Xuehua was in an extremely good mood.
She uploaded the clip to Bilibili.
Title:
"New player here, quick question—who should I give this flower to?"
Top comment:
[This is trash. Strongly recommend you feed it]
Second comment:
[Give it to me—and top me up 648 while you're at it]
Replies:
"Bro really said take everything"
"Not even pretending anymore"
After that—
Xuehua started watching the official story preview:
"We Will Be Reunited."
There were two versions—
One where Aether is the Abyss Prince—
One where Lumine is.
Naturally—
She clicked the version where Aether is the Abyss Prince.
To avoid spoilers—
She turned off chat.
The video began.
Aether was being carried by a Ruin Guard—
Walking forward.
A vision flashed—
A blood-red moon hanging in the sky.
A collapsing palace—
He ran desperately through it.
Then—
Reality returned.
He stepped down from the Ruin Guard's hand.
"If this is a journey…"
"Then it must have an end."
Another vision appeared—
A burning land.
Consumed by crimson cubes and flames.
Aether ran forward—
Then fell to his knees in despair.
The scene faded.
He continued walking.
Stepping on a dandelion along the way.
"But before the Abyss engulfs the divine throne…"
"There can be no peace between me and 'Heavenly Principles.'"
"Only war…"
His brows furrowed slightly.
Then—
Behind him—
An Abyss Mage appeared.
"Your Highness…"
"Our plan to turn the Dragon of the East into a weapon of war…"
"Has encountered resistance."
"The Anemo Archon…"
"Is he trying to reclaim his crown for this dragon?"
Aether asked.
"No…"
"That god's intervention…"
"We had already accounted for every possibility."
The Abyss Mage shook its head.
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