When Liyue's ginkgo leaves were stained with gold and jade for the seventh time, the cracks in the abyss tore open the old wounds of the earth's veins.
Ningguang held his pipe and pointed at the mineral vein map of the giant stratiform abyss. What reflected in his gilded eyes was not only the deficit of the trade route - the surging black mud was eating away at the last contract of Lord Yan. On the fragments of Cuijue Rock brought by the guests of the Palace of Purity, the stars of the night when Qun Jade Pavilion crashed were clearly engraved.
"What Tianquan Star wants to save is Liyue, what I want to protect is the human world."
Zhongli pushed over a cup of colorful flower tea. The rock patterns floating in the tea soup were the traces of his sealing the Dragon King Ruotuo five hundred years ago.
When the roots of Lei Ying seep into Guyun Pavilion's rock spear, and when the cargo boxes of Fools hide the sacrificial vessels of Inazuma Miko, this chess game that spans life and death has long been beyond the deduction of mortals and even gods. Ningguang uses the trade road as a string to play the sound of Liyue Qianfan; Zhongli borrows the funeral secret scroll from the Hall of Rebirth to redraw the cause and effect latitude and longitude of the anchor point of the earth's veins. And under the undercurrent, those tacitly understood placements of the glass dice, and the three-thirds of residual warmth deliberately kept in the tea cup, finally poured into the tea on a moonlit night, forming a contract that was more brilliant than Mora——
With gold and stone as evidence, the mountains and rivers may live together.
Intention: To resolve a matter of concern, ooc apologizes