The Ruler of Death: Now this is the perfect Heavenly Principles I've always dreamed of! (7K) (Part 2)

"Please, Teyvat truly needs you."

Ronava lowered her head deeply, her tone utterly sincere.

Yet beneath her seemingly calm exterior, her mind was racing wildly, racking itself to figure out what kind of bargaining chip could move the Fifth Descender before her.

After all, the level of power Qianyi had displayed just now seemed even more terrifying to her than Nibelungen, the Dragon King at his peak, or Phanes, the Heavenly Principles.

An existence of that level would be a tyrannical overlord even in the vast universe. Why would he stay behind on the crumbling, scarred Teyvat Continent, a backwater no different from some impoverished rural wasteland, just to take on the thankless task of cleaning up a mess doomed from the start?

She had to offer a reward with enough sincerity.

"Yes."

Qianyi's voice rang out.

His tone was steady.

Like a bassist sliding across thick strings.

Warm, rich, and rhythmic.

However, Ronava, already caught in a vortex of self-induced anxiety, seemed not to have heard him—or perhaps she had completely shut out the possibility that Qianyi would agree so readily—and began spiraling further into self-abandonment.

"So... you won't agree?"

Ronava lowered her lashes, concealing the fleeting despair in her eyes. But she did not give up. Gritting her teeth, she decided to gamble everything. "Please... please reconsider carefully! If you are willing to remain in Teyvat and become the new 'Heavenly Principles' to protect this place, I can give you every legacy left behind by the Second and Third Descenders!"

This was clearly a serious violation, because Phanes would never agree to it.

But Ronava could no longer afford to care.

Anyone could see that the elemental energy within the leylines of the Seven Nations was gradually running dry. More and more holes were appearing in the False