When Zhongli had faked his death and Liyue Harbor faced the threat of a god, it had indeed been Ningguang who turned the tide, sacrificing the Jade Chamber to secure their final victory.
Zhongli had witnessed Ningguang's decisiveness and resilience, as well as her effortless handling of affairs. Only then had he fully relinquished authority to the Liyue Qixing.
Thus, Liyue had transitioned from divine rule to human governance.
The facts had proven his choice correct. As the Tianquan, Ningguang had consistently managed affairs well.
Over on the Douluo Continent, everyone watching Yilong Wharf's lively festivities felt rather envious.
The Douluo Continent had very few proper festivals. Even when there was one, it was mostly the rich and powerful eating, drinking, and making merry, with little to do with ordinary people at the bottom.
Nor had the Douluo Continent developed any established customs. All in all, it was rather strange.
The only thing remotely resembling a festival was the Soul Master Tournament.
"It really is lively. Do the people of Liyue get to enjoy something like this every year?"
"Then you've got the wrong idea. Liyue has plenty of festivals. Lantern Rite and the Moonchase Festival are two of the bigger ones, but there are smaller festivals too, and those are just as lively.
"Now I'm curious. Don't you have any festival traditions here?
"Never mind anywhere else-shouldn't your Spirit City celebrate the Angel God's birthday?
"In Sumeru, we hold the Sabzeruz Festival every year to celebrate Lesser Lord Kusanali's birthday."
"Celebrating a god's birthday-isn't that blasphemy?"
"Why would you think that? Celebrating a god's birthday is a wonderful thing. Why would a god be angry about it?
"During the Sabzeruz Festival, the Grass God even comes out to have fun with everyone."
"Really? If I wanted to hold a