Relief, the Dragon King Returns, the Wangshu Funeral Parlor's Second Esteemed Guest

"... And that led to the great battle between you, and in the end, you voluntarily allowed Morax to seal you here."

Just then, a voice came from behind the Adepti.

The immortals turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man they didn't recognize. They were about to scold him and send him away.

Unexpectedly, Zhongli spoke up, "Ruo Tuo?"

"Yes, it's been a long time, Morax." The newcomer was Kun Jun, who nodded at Zhongli.

"No, no..."

Azhdaha heard Kun Jun's words, he shook his head and denied it.

Upon hearing this, Kun Jun looked at Azhdaha again, "You can be angry, but you cannot deny this fact."

"I am an avatar of the Azhdaha, and also a remnant of his benevolence, representing the will to make a covenant, a lofty heart, and a peaceful desire to coexist with humans."

"As I said, the person who once most admired Morax was you—and me."

Upon hearing this, Azhdaha shook his head frantically and roared, "No, impossible! I could never accept Morax, that despicable traitor!"

"The Planet Befall, mountains and seas take form..."

Seeing this, Kun Jun had no choice but to step forward and shout loudly.

Upon hearing this, the Azhdaha Ruotu reflexively uttered the second half of the sentence, "... Stars rise from the barren land, shining as brightly as... the blazing sun..."

"Strange, what is this feeling? What are these... these are..."

After speaking, Azhdaha paused abruptly, remained silent for a moment, then his expression cleared. He then realized what he had said and turned his gaze back to Zhongli, "... It's been a long time, Morax."

Upon hearing Azhdaha's words, Zhongli smiled again, "It's been a long time, old friend."

"Come, while I still have consciousness, seal me away again, Erosion..."

Before the Azhdaha could finish speaking, Zhongli quickly interrupted, "Don't worry, I've already found a way to fix the Erosion. I came here originally to help you remove the Erosion, but I didn't expect..."

"???"

"!!!"

Upon hearing Zhongli's words, both Kun Jun and Azhdaha were shocked. So, they thought... they had been beaten for nothing?

After saying that, Zhongli ignored the expressions of Azhdaha and Kun Jun, took out the Horse Talisman, and pressed it on Azhdaha's body.

A flash of white light enveloped Azhdaha and Kun Jun, and the two Fusion back together.

When the white light dissipated, all that remained was the human form of the Azhdaha, who looked exactly like Kun Jun.

At this moment, Ruo Tuo's aura was as heavy and steady as Zhongli's, and there was no trace of madness left.

"I'm back, Morax."

"Welcome back, Roda."

Afterwards, the immortals chatted freely, as always, without any sense of unfamiliarity.

Then, Zhongli's gaze shifted to the immortals.

A thoughtful look flashed in the golden dragon's eyes, then its gaze hardened, and it began to assign tasks:

"Xiao, go and invite the Cryo Archon of Snezhnaya to Liyue to discuss the future of our Seven Nations. If necessary, you can reveal the abilities of the Horse Talisman."

"Xianyun, go find the water god of Fontaine."

"Marchosius, could you please go to Sumeru?"

Before long, Zhongli sent all the immortals out to invite the gods of the Seven Nations.

Upon hearing that the matter concerned the Seven Nations, the immortals did not refuse and immediately set off for the kingdoms they were assigned to.

——

The Battle of Dragon Burial Tree has now come to an end.

Let's not even talk about how other powerful figures view Zhongli's combat strength.

The Azhdaha, who had returned, changed his name to Kun Jun and moved into the Wangshu Funeral Parlor with Zhongli, where he began to enjoy his retirement.

But.

While no one else was thinking anything, Hu Tao was completely bewildered. Her Esteemed Guest... had become two?

Although Kun Jun is as learned as Zhongli,... I really can't afford to support him anymore.

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After Kun Jun joined the Wangshu Funeral Parlor, he witnessed Zhongli's extravagant retirement life and originally planned to follow suit. However, after seeing Hu Tao's eyes, he felt a little guilty and immediately gave up the idea.

After finding a job as a blacksmith, he began to experience the life of an ordinary person.

——

Honkai World.

St. Freya Academy.

As dawn broke, the morning dew was refreshing, and a thin mist enveloped the entire St. Freya Academy.

"Call..."

Inside Wu Tong's residence, Wu Tong, who had been cultivating all night but still looked refreshed, stopped his cultivation, opened his eyes, and exhaled.

The exhaled breath was like a sharp sword, easily piercing a hole in the wall in front of it.

"Pure Yang Realm, all twenty acupoints are filled."

Feeling the powerful energy within his body, Wu Tong smiled.

As expected of a Honkai world with a Sea of Trees Multiverse Imaginary Tree.

The energy within its Imaginary Space is practically limitless. After a night of intense extraction, the energy in the Imaginary Space showed no signs of diminishing.

To be fair, if one has sufficient energy, Wu Tong's cultivation method, which requires a large accumulation of energy resources, is actually the easiest to improve.

After all, this kind of cultivation method does not require enlightenment; it only requires accumulating energy to quickly improve strength. Once the strength is reached, enlightenment will naturally follow.

Just like now, in just one night, Wu Tong successfully filled twenty acupoints by borrowing the endless energy in the Imaginary Space.

Through the combined efforts of the Brain of Wisdom and Wu Tong, they recklessly extracted and refined energy from the Imaginary Space, successfully increasing their strength by dozens of times.

In the past, this would have been almost impossible, but now it has actually been achieved.

After finishing his cultivation, Wu Tong got out of bed and began to wash up.

After tidying up, Wu Tong put on a dark blue traditional Shenzhou long gown and left his temporary residence.

Upon stepping outside, she immediately spotted Fuhua practicing Tai Chi not far away, with Danzhu, Cangxuan, and others cheering her on, as well as Cang Xiaoxuan who was dozing off.

Fuhua and the others lived not far from Wu Tong; they lived right next door to Wu Tong.

Even though Fuhua was so excited about Wu Tong Resurrection his friend yesterday that she couldn't sleep, she still suffered from insomnia.

The next morning, I still couldn't resist the habit I'd developed over the years.

Early in the morning, I went to the open space in the garden downstairs to start training.

Even though there were people watching, Fuhua didn't feel any Constraint or tension. On the contrary, she felt even calmer because her friends were by her side.

With a step forward with her left foot, Fuhua smoothly executed a set of Tai Chi moves.

Between stillness and movement, her actions flowed smoothly like clouds and water, pleasing to the eye while carrying boundless power, stirring the surrounding air and moving with Fuhua's will.