Chapter 50

Jiang Yan lowered his head in deep thought.

Salt beneath the earth?

Ah...

It must be the territory of the Salt Archon.

Jiang Yan rubbed his chin.

In the plot of his past life, the death of the Salt Archon, Huoelia, was filled with tragedy.

This kind and benevolent Archon, amidst the cruel Archon War, chose to flee in order to protect her people.

Yet she was ultimately killed by her own people.

"The Authority of Salt..."

Jiang Yan pondered whether to recruit Huoelia into his own faction.

Although Huoelia did not possess extremely powerful combat strength, her authority was an excellent one.

Salt production, whether on the continent of Teyvat or in his past life, was a very important industry.

Only after the Archon War ended and the Seven Archons established the Seven Nations could the vital importance of salt be realized.

In that case! Let's go take a look!

After all, isn't Huoelia looking for a safe place?

What could be safer than joining Guihua Plain, which possesses the combat strength of five Archon-level beings?

"Wen Yi, take two people over there and call these people over."

"Speak gently, don't be so rough."

Jiang Yan instructed the Millelith leader standing behind him.

"Yes! My Lord Immortal!"

After receiving the order, Wen Yi quickly led the two people beside him toward the place where the humans were gathered.

When that group of humans, who were picking things up, saw two soldiers in black armor approaching, their faces showed terror.

"Black-gold armor... It's the Millelith!"

"We're done for! Will we be killed?"

After this war ended, the reputation of the Millelith of Guihua Plain spread everywhere.

Almost all humans knew of this army formed by humans, which had annihilated tens of thousands of monsters in the face of their attack.

This was enough to show how ferocious their combat power was.

This also made some humans very afraid; if they killed monsters as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs, what about humans?

Some timid humans cowered on the ground in fear, while others ran toward the northeast direction.

"Do not be afraid! We are the Millelith!"

Wen Yi thought he had revealed a very kind smile.

But his face, which already looked ferocious, appeared even more terrifying under that smile.

Some humans even dared not look directly into Wen Yi's eyes.

"What is it, my lord?"

One of the humans asked, summoning his courage.

"It's like this; my Lord Immortal wishes to ask you a few things and would like to invite you over."

Wen Yi pointed behind him and said kindly.

Having heard Jiang Yan's instructions beforehand, Wen Yi's tone was still very gentle.

"Im... Immortal?!!"

"Is it that Wood Spirit Immortal who, without the body of an Archon, fought two Archons alone?!!"

These humans spoke with excitement in their voices; their eyes held tension and fear, but more than anything, they held excitement.

That was an Immortal!!

The Immortal wants to see us!!!

The man who had asked the question first suddenly began to roll his eyes in excitement, made a "thud" sound, and lay on the ground.

"Ah, this..."

Wen Yi was momentarily at a loss.

He did not understand why, upon hearing that the Immortal wanted to see them, this group of humans would react so greatly.

Even Jiang Yan in the distance was shocked.

Damn it!

What did that kid Wen Yi say to them?!

How did someone suddenly faint???

"My lord, he is just too excited; we are willing to go and meet my Lord Immortal!"

Another man, with a sycophantic expression on his face, stepped forward and said to Wen Yi.

Wen Yi frowned, nodded, and said to the person before him.

"Gather them up and come over then."

After speaking, he led the two soldiers back.

"Hey, hey, hey, Wen Yi, what did you say to them?"

"Why did someone faint?"

Seeing Wen Yi approach, Jiang Yan immediately asked.

And Wen Yi recounted the events that had just happened to him.

Hearing the reason, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated.

What on earth is all this?

Fainted just upon hearing my name?

Hehe!

My charm seems quite considerable after all.

Little Ganyu, standing nearby, watched her young master's narcissistic display and couldn't help but cover her mouth, letting out a light chuckle.

Meanwhile, the humans over there, having tidied themselves up, began to converge toward the direction where Jiang Yan was.

"P-please... accept our homage, Immortal Lord!"

One of the humans immediately tried to kneel, but Jiang Yan raised a hand to stop him.

"I am not a Demon God, nor do I subscribe to such kneeling customs; simply address me as Immortal Lord."

Jiang Yan spoke with a smile, his bright and sunny expression shining into the hearts of these humans.

S-such a kind and gentle Immortal Lord!!

Jiang Yan's image began to gradually rise in the minds of these humans.