Chapter 151

Baizhu clenched his fists, but coughed a few times due to excitement.

"How are you?"

Changsheng on Baizhu’s neck asked him with some concern.

Baizhu shook his head.

"I’m fine... Changsheng, did you see it?"

"See what?"

Baizhu’s mouth curled slightly, pointing in the direction Keqing left.

"The hope of eternal life! My hope!"

"I advise you not to be too excited."

Changsheng’s pupils had a trace of human-like helplessness.

"This kind of thing about immortality cultivation, no matter how you think about it, it’s too absurd; you..."

"No! Immortality cultivation must exist! It must! It must be true!"

Baizhu interrupted Changsheng decisively, but he also coughed even more violently.

Looking at Baizhu, who was unable to control his excitement at this time, Changsheng fell silent.

Thinking about it, it was better not to stimulate him.

Giving hope for immortality cultivation was better than continuing to do that thing.

"So, you plan to..."

Changsheng asked gently, and Baizhu gradually calmed down.

After a moment of silence, he turned to look at Qiqi, who was looking cute and dazed on the side.

Baizhu squatted down and straightened Qiqi’s hat.

"Qiqi, do you want to go to Jueyun Karst to pick herbs?"

"Pick herbs..."

Qiqi’s dull eyes suddenly lit up.

"Qiqi... wants to pick herbs..."

"Good, this time, I’ll take you to pick herbs!"

Baizhu took Qiqi’s hand and didn't even care about returning to Bubu Pharmacy to make arrangements.

He walked toward Jueyun Karst step by step.

And Keqing, who was rushing to the Millelith army, was suddenly stopped by an uninvited guest.

A water blade cut from the ground to the sky with extreme speed, heading straight for Keqing.

Keqing didn't change her expression, reached out and flicked, and the water blade shattered rapidly.

"Good!"

On the mountain peak below, Tartaglia waved his hand excitedly.

Looking at the figure floating on a flying sword in the sky, whose face couldn't be seen clearly.

Tartaglia’s eyes were fanatical, and he said loudly:

"Fatui Harbinger Tartaglia, specifically here to visit the immortal, requesting a battle!"

98. Tartaglia: We agreed on just one sword, you turned one sword into ten thousand swords?

Keqing’s gaze swept downward; Tartaglia was standing on the mountain peak on her only path, staring at her with a fighting spirit boiling all over his body.

It seemed he was specifically blocking the road.

Keqing also knew about Tartaglia’s arrival in Liyue.

But...

Perhaps she would have been twelve times vigilant against this Harbinger before, but now, after starting to cultivate immortality...

Fatui?

Harbinger?

Just a bunch of rabble!

This was the confidence of a cultivator.

Just like now, Tartaglia seemed to be full of fighting spirit, and his aura even shook the mountain rocks to rustle.

But in Keqing’s eyes...

Tartaglia was too fragile.

It was the kind of fragility that would shatter at a touch if she were slightly serious.

Mere Fatui; now the only ones Keqing needed to care about were the top three seats who were rumored to have the power of the Seven Archons.

But Shushan had always been protective of its own; if those top three seats dared to deal with her,

it wouldn't take long for the Enforcement Hall to come over and clean them up.

The Enforcement Hall was not only an institution to supervise the words and deeds of disciples, but also had the authority to protect disciples.

Therefore, even if Keqing faced the entire Fatui alone now, she had nothing to fear.

Their cultivation sect was just protective; not only protective, but it was also popular to have the old ones come after the young ones were beaten.

It wouldn't even need Jiang Yan to make a move; the current Zhongli and Alice could sweep across Teyvat.

But Tartaglia’s arrival, and the Fatui’s unusual activity recently, made Keqing a bit curious.

Therefore, Keqing wasn't angry about Tartaglia’s challenge.

Instead, she felt it was quite interesting.

Just like...

An ignorant child declaring war on an adult who had practiced martial arts for many years.

Keqing was in this state of mind now.

"Fatui Harbinger Childe... I’ve heard of you."

Listening to this young female voice that was excessively young, Tartaglia frowned slightly, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

But the bone-chilling coldness that came from the underworld let him know that this was the Liyue Sword Immortal he was chasing.

Immediately, Tartaglia looked up at Keqing and smiled:

"That would truly be my honor."

Keqing looked down at Tartaglia with a flat gaze, the sun behind her was extremely dazzling, making it impossible for Tartaglia to see Keqing’s face clearly.

"You blocked my path here, just to have a battle with me?"

"I beg the immortal to agree to a battle with me."

Tartaglia immediately shouted again loudly.

Keqing smiled silently, looking at Tartaglia with a bit of playfulness.

"Just you alone? You are bold; if I killed you casually, what would you do?"

Tartaglia grinned.

"Coincidentally, I, Tartaglia, am not afraid of death, only afraid of not having a hot-blooded battle that can make me close my eyes."

Keqing glanced at Jueyun Karst in the distance and had no intention of talking nonsense with Tartaglia.

"I have things to do, no time to play this child’s game with you."

"I’ll only use one sword; if you can withstand it, you can leave; if you can't, then bury yourself here."

Hearing this, Tartaglia smiled excitedly.

"If you say so, then I must properly witness the sword technique that can kill me with one sword."

Keqing didn't answer, just raised her hand slightly and formed a sword with her fingers.

Just this simple action made Tartaglia’s pupils shrink.

Every cell in his body was frantically warning him to turn his head and run away immediately.

"No possibility of surviving?"

Tartaglia grinned, cold sweat covering his forehead.

Gritting his teeth, facing this surging aura, Tartaglia’s legs couldn't even stand straight.

"Interesting... but I like challenging limits the most!"

"Foul Legacy: The Devouring Deep!!"