Chapter 266

Mondstadt.

A city-state in the northeast of Teyvat, blessed and graced by the Anemo Archon Barbatos.

The Windblume Knights.

Qinqin sat at her desk, sitting for half the day without moving.

The people of Mondstadt are free, but the Windblume Knights are far from free—there are endless trivial matters.

These matters constantly consume vast amounts of Qinqin's time.

Suddenly, Qinqin straightened her posture, staring at the document in her hands.

"Raiden opened?"

"A new god?"

"This is another major matter. It is said that another Traveler has arrived in Mondstadt—truly a season of turmoil."

Wanting to send someone to investigate, Qinqin was stunned to discover—there simply weren't enough personnel under her command.

"Sigh…" She let out a soft breath, setting aside her previous plans and storing these matters in her mind.

Beneath the statue of the Anemo Archon Barbatos, a delicate bard sighed softly: "Master Taixuan—is he the one your old friend spoke of?"

In the wilderness.

A small white creature hovered in midair, chattering away.

"Traveler, Paimon wants a feast! Paimon hasn't eaten anything delicious in a long time!"

Her companion was a woman of exquisite beauty, with golden hair.

Upon hearing this,

Ying replied flatly: "A feast? We haven't even earned a single Mora yet. Besides, we still need to save up to go to Inazuma!"

"I've been to several other worlds where Master Taixuan existed—he must be an extraordinary being. Perhaps he can tell me where my brother is!"

Paimon immediately deflated: "So that means Paimon won't get to eat delicious food for a long time?"

Ying was about to nod, when suddenly her stomach growled—she fell silent.

Paimon heard it and cheered: "Traveler's hungry too! Let's go eat a feast! Inazuma won't run away anyway—if we don't eat, Paimon will die!"

"Fine!" Ying heard this, felt the hunger return, and her earlier thoughts vanished into thin air—"Let's go eat a feast!"

"Wow, a feast! Paimon wants honey-glazed carrot pork, wild mushroom chicken skewers…" Paimon immediately listed a long string of delicacies, drooling.

Ying stared blankly: "Do you plan to sell yourself for work?"

"Then just pork!" Paimon paused, then firmly chose her favorite.

…

Inazuma.

"So these are the demons from Kikyou's world?"

In Zhang Taixuan's palm, dark light enveloped a demon writhing in black mist, yet it could not escape its prison.

In Kikyou's world, demons fall into two types.

One is a living being that has become a spirit, just like in myths and legends—nothing noteworthy.

The other is various demonic entities formed from accumulated resentment, malevolent energy, and obstructions.

The foundation of such demons is the existence of a physical form, capable of long-term absorption of the essence of sun and moon, and spiritual energy.

Pure resentment, malevolent energy, or obstructions find it extremely difficult to become demons.

After all, these things lack true form—they might scatter with a single gust of wind.

But Kikyou's world is strangely wondrous, granting these energies the potential to become demons!

This is utterly inconceivable in other worlds.

At least, as far as Zhang Taixuan knows, only the legendary Honghuang world allows things like a single cloud or a wisp of wind to cultivate into form.

Other worlds?

Clouds, wind, energy—these things lack solid form, shifting and dispersing, possessing no such transformative potential.

But that is Honghuang!

What merit does Kikyou's world possess to have such transformative potential?