"What determines how far Liyue can go is not mortals and immortals, but the maintainer of heavenly principles."
"One day, Liyue, who has lost her god, will also touch the boundary of the sky, and Qixing will face a choice similar to mine."
Famas refuted Zhongli's metaphor with disdain, then stretched out his hand to ask for the salt cup captured from Clement.
"According to Liyue's contract laws, if the two parties who signed the contract cannot continue the contract for any reason, the contract will automatically terminate."
"And you said that as compensation for the mistakes made thousands of years ago, everything except Liyue Port belongs to me."
"So, the person who can decide the final ownership of the salt lamp...should be me, right?"
After hearing Famas' words, Paimon and the traveler looked at the boy in red in surprise.
At the beginning of the adventure, Famas voluntarily gave up the contract to retrieve the objects in sequence. Why does he want to get Heulia's salt cup back from Zhongli now?
"Will the relics of the Salt Demon increase Famas's power?"
Paimon rubbed his chin with his fingers and thought, then suddenly he clenched his fist and punched the palm of his hand as if he suddenly realized something.
"Although the salt cup and salt ruler still have power, they are not worth mentioning to Famas."
"After losing the heart of God, great power can only come from oneself and authority, rather than plundering and usurping."
Zhongli also frowned and thought about the purpose of Famas asking for the salt cup, but after a brief hesitation, he took out the pottery cup filled with snow-white salt flowers and handed it to Famas with a sly smile in accordance with the contract.
What hits your nose is the faint fragrance of neon flowers, which well neutralizes the stale smell of the secret room that has been sealed for thousands of years.
Travelers who have witnessed such past events of the old demon god fix their sights on the "King of Man" of the salt soil, and inevitably feel a little emotional: "The demon god of salt is a bit pitiful..."
Such a gentle god, if he were in a peaceful era, at least he would not end up like this.
The ability to produce salt has a great economic impact on any country. Perhaps Heulia still cannot rely on its strong power to establish itself, but if you want to be attached to a country, protecting its people is still enough. "In the era of the Demon God War, the standards for judging the right and wrong of things were different from now."
"Of course...even I hope Heulia can be born in a gentler era."
Zhongli looked at the salt cup and salt ruler in Famas's hand. Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to do with these relics, he still reminded him firmly.
"Although these relics belong to you, Liyue now belongs to mortals."
"The relics left by Heulia who lived in the long past should not be returned to Liyue Port."
"Eh? What Zhongli means...can't sell the salt produced in the salt cup?"
Before Famas could respond, Paimon eagerly flew to the boy's side and touched the two universal treasures in his hand.
Zhongli did not respond, but stared at Famas with bright eyes.
The ruins of the Salt God are shining with pure snow-white light, and the cascading mountains are spiraling up and pointing towards the sky.
Among the weathered and collapsed rocks and salt residue, the devastation and turmoil of the past are vaguely visible. However, trees and green grass are also growing wantonly in places not covered by snow and salt, and even blooming bright flowers.
Famas took the salt ruler, the salt cup and the broken sword that pierced Heulia's heart, and came to the cave at the edge of the broken road. Without any hesitation, he threw all the utensils down.
"Hey! What are you doing, stinky guarantee guy!"
Regarding his possible future feast, Paimon reacted extremely quickly. The moment Famas threw the demon relic, he flew to the bottom of the cave to stop the young man in red who wasted his resources. p>
However, little Paimon's movements were still a step too slow, and she rushed too quickly. If Famas hadn't quickly grabbed the little guy's collar with quick eyesight and quick hands, she would have rushed out with those ancient objects.
"Famas, please let me go, such a precious treasure... you actually do it!"
Even though fate was being strangled by the neck, Paimon still couldn't help but wave his hands towards the falling relic of the Salt God, trying to catch the falling holy relic.
Feeling embarrassed, the traveler came over and hit Paimon on the head with his hand.
Zhongli looked down at the relics of the Salt Demon that had been eliminated in the cave, as well as the calm-looking Famas, and finally couldn't help but sigh.
"The miracles of Liyue Port will be reduced from now on. All phenomena between the earth and the sky can only be left to future generations to comment."
The traveler couldn't see Zhongli's expression clearly, but this story... must have happened countless times in Zhongli's memories.
The relationship between gods and humans has never been established because of any benefits. Instead, it is a relationship that exists in the blood and has been passed down from generation to generation. They share weal and woe.
"Remember what I said? Traveler, you are a person who has traveled far across the sky and crossed the sea of stars."
"Although Heulia has passed away, as long as history is engraved in your memory, I can travel to other worlds with you someday in the future."
Until then, the traveler nodded as if he had some realization.
"So the reason why Zhongli asked me to accompany him... wasn't to let me find the treasure chest?"
Zunying raised her head proudly, Zhongli was stunned at first, then pursed his lips and smiled.
"Hahaha...Then I wish you can pick up treasure chests among the stars after leaving the continent of Teyvat."
"I have the nickname of the God of Wealth, so this sentence is effective."
Before Ying said anything, Paimon became excited first, "Wow! But why is it after leaving Teyvat? I hope Ying can open many treasure chests in Teyvat continent and make a lot of money, so that he can give it to me
I bought a lot of delicious food!”
Little Paimon's mood changed quickly, and Zhongli just smiled and nodded.
"Then I wish little Paimon always finds unexpected gains during his journey, and he never returns empty-handed from every journey."
"Yeah!"
Paimon happily spun around in the air.
Seeing the lively chat among everyone, Famas also stepped forward and interrupted with a smile:
"As the God of War, how about I also give Pi a blessing?"
"I wish Paimon could fight endless Qiuqiu every day from now on... Hmm..."
As if he guessed what Famas was going to say, Paimon hurriedly flew to the boy's side and covered Famas's crow's mouth with both hands.
"Who would like this kind of blessing!?"
Looking at the two people, one big and one small, having fun, the traveler unconsciously smiled: "Mr. Zhongli, what should we do next?"
Zhongli understood what Ying meant. He pondered for a moment and then shook his head towards the girl, with golden light flowing in his eyes.
"The ceremony for sending immortals is coming soon. Tomorrow we will go to Yinyuan Hall to find Miss Ninglan."
"She is also a believer of Heulia, the Demon God of Salt. I hope that Miss Wanyan can tell the truth after returning to Yinyuan Hall, so that she will give up the idea of challenging the authority of the Seven Stars..."
Paimon was originally quarreling with Famas, but after hearing Zhongli's words, the two naive guys quickly let go of each other, and the stupid little follower returned to the traveler out of curiosity.
"Zhongli...you just said that Miss Ninglan would do something to challenge the authority of Qixing?"
Hearing this, Zhongli was silent for a long time before reluctantly nodding in agreement.
"Judging from the news I heard on the Pearl Boat, Emperor Yanwang's ceremony to send immortals may not go smoothly."
"Yinyuan Hall is very likely to unite with several other merchant families to attack Qixing during the immortal ceremony."
Upon hearing such news, the traveler and Paimon widened their eyes at the same time.
Only Famas leaned against the rock wall absentmindedly, as if he had anticipated what Zhongli said.