Chapter 174

Mitsuyo's cold gaze looked in the direction pointed by the pirate leader. Because of being blocked by the warrior statues before, plus the angle problem, she didn't find it for a while.

At this moment, looking up, the person's figure immediately reflected in her eyes.

But the moment she saw the other party's whole body clearly, her slightly high-cold eyelids expanded sharply, her pupils contracted suddenly, and even her breathing stagnated.

After finishing staring at the Great Tengu, the pirate leader saw her face change drastically, as if shocked by some fact with great impact, and found that it seemed inexplicably different from what he had imagined. It seemed that these changes were not the same as what he had envisioned, and his vigilance instantly rose to the peak.

But Mitsuyo had no intention of paying attention to other things at all, only the figure of the young man in her eyes, stunned.

Was that an illusion?

Or some kind of item that could cause hallucinations?

Or was it a delusion born from her missing him too much?

Mitsuyo subconsciously couldn't believe it, couldn't believe that one day she could see that person standing in front of her well and sound with her own eyes.

Until the familiar words engraved in the depths of her heart rang out, breaking the dead silence and slowly reaching her ears.

"Little girl, it's been so long, don't you recognize me anymore?!"

Gazing at the mature woman hovering in the air not far away.

Luo Li wore a faint smile, his heart filled with emotion.

That lively young girl who used to circle around him had now grown into a cold, peerless beauty.

Compared to the past, her features had fully matured, and her perfect temperament was intoxicating.

Unlike the gentle and kind nature of his mother, Ling Shanfang, Mitsuyo possessed a lofty air that made her unapproachable.

Thinking carefully, Luo Li realized that most of the women around him were like this.

Initially, he had felt some complex, indescribable emotions about seeing his little apprentice, but the moment they truly met, Luo Li cleared those thoughts away.

The stunning beauty before him gradually overlapped with the image of the quirky girl in his memories, until they matched perfectly.

He had originally wanted to say many things, but in the end, he only managed to utter that one sentence.

This first greeting from five hundred years later caused mist to gradually well up in the eyes of the usually strong and aloof Mitsuyo.

In her daze, the stunning beauty’s lips trembled slightly.

"Master, is it really you?"

She stared blankly at the young man who hadn't changed a bit from the past, still possessing that handsome, demonic appearance that made it impossible to look away—as if cursed, enough to make women throw themselves at him like moths to a flame.

Everything around them, the invading pirates, was completely excluded from her focus, as if only the two of them remained in the world.

She had only recently confided in Kujou Sara about him, never expecting him to appear here in the flesh.

"Ah, I'm back. Sorry for disappearing for so long."

Luo Li walked over apologetically; the samurai statues that had been besieging him had already ceased their movements under their master's control.

"It really is Master..."

Unparalleled joy welled up from the bottom of her heart; Mitsuyo, having received a response, would never mistake this.

That aura was branded deep in her heart, recalled every single night.

Even if he turned to ash, she could not possibly be mistaken.

Along with the joy came five hundred years of grievances and complaints, all rushing to her heart.

Meeting those trembling eyes, Luo Li felt a sense of irony.

A master and apprentice reuniting after five hundred years, only to be in such a situation—it was truly laughable.

Of course, while he found it somewhat strange, to the intruders, it was hair-raising.

So it turned out these two were actually on the same side!

The pirate leader was stunned; this meant they would soon face a pincer attack from both of them.

No, they couldn't just sit and wait for death.

The pirate leader gritted his teeth, glanced at the terrified people around him whose expressions were just as bad, and roared.

"There are only two enemies! Don't hold anything back; if we go all out, we might be able to escape!"

The group, having served as background props for too long, immediately snapped to their senses. They weren't an audience there to applaud this display of master-apprentice affection, so they turned and ran toward the passageway.

Someone pulled out highly unstable elemental compounds from their pack, attempting to blow up the passage through a violent elemental reaction.

Through the continuous analysis and research of alchemists, many people in Teyvat were clear about the reactions between the seven elements.

Among them, Electro and Pyro were the most violent, causing explosions even more swift and terrifying than gunpowder.

Although they felt a pang of regret over these hard-to-obtain elemental compounds, now was not the time to be stingy.

Numerous collected elemental bombs were pulled out as if they were worthless, in a desperate attempt to destroy the passage.

"Once we get out of here, we split up and run! Whoever gets caught is just unlucky!"

The pirate leader’s suggestion was met with silent agreement.

Indeed, this was the best way to maximize their chances of survival.

Unfortunately, his words didn't create a chance for survival, but rather accelerated the arrival of death.

Mitsuyo, whose hazy atmosphere had been abruptly broken, felt extremely annoyed. She was already angry about the villa being broken into, and now her reunion with her master had been disturbed.

This audacity, not knowing the height of the heavens, made her want to quickly eliminate the annoying, irrelevant people so she could spend time alone with her master in this villa.

Witnessing those people blowing up the passage while she wasn't paying attention, Mitsuyo’s gaze turned cold. Having long since cultivated into a heaven-shaking Great Yokai, she unleashed her Electro arts.

Petals of crow feathers bloomed, rooting themselves in the void like lotus flowers, each falling petal carrying terrifying lightning.

Dazzling blue-purple light leaped continuously, chasing after the direction the intruders were fleeing.

Within moments, screams rang out.

A few minutes later, the interior of the villa was silent.

The intruders had all met their end.

Before a Great Tengu, whether it was the Kairagi with their astonishing sword skills, the battle-hardened pirates, or the experienced Treasure Hoarders, none were a match.

Witnessing the girl from the past effortlessly annihilate the invading enemies, Luo Li couldn't help but sigh that she had grown up after all.

Without even a thought to recover the treasures those people had taken, Mitsuyo, in mid-air, could no longer restrain the surging emotions she had kept locked away. She shattered the floodgates and arrived before him in a blink.

The cold, arrogant Great Yokai threw herself into his arms, her long hair flowing. The fullness of her abyss had grown several levels more than he had ever witnessed.

Luo Li thought to himself as he gently wrapped his arms around the Mitsuyo who was clinging to him tightly.

The girl who once only reached his shoulder now reached his chin; her once thin frame was now exquisite and curvaceous, enough to stir the imagination.

"Master, am I dreaming right now?"

Breathing in the familiar scent he had been away from for five hundred years, Mitsuyo spoke as if in a dream.

"Hmm, it's already night, so it's about time to sleep and dream."

Gently stroking her hair, which was smoother than silk, Luo Li joked as he always did.

It was as if those five hundred years were fake; even upon meeting again, there was not the slightest barrier between them.

"Even now, you still tease me..."

Mitsuyo, with a choked, sobbing voice, felt like crying. Heaven knows what her state of mind was when she learned her master had been buried in the Abyss; to say it was heart-wrenching would be an understatement. The world had suddenly turned gray and lost its color.

Until today, she felt as if she had come back to life; her breaths gained flavor, the world regained its color, and all things regained their voices.

"It's my fault. I made you worry during this time."

Feeling the warm moisture on his shoulder, Luo Li looked up slightly, his heart filled with pity for the girl.

He couldn't help but feel he was guilty of a heinous crime.

— Author's Notes —

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