He took the Memory of Dust Guizhong handed him and examined it carefully. The more Morax looked at it, the more it reminded him of Planet Befall.
Only, the chains on the Memory of Dust were slender, like a girl's, while those on Planet Befall were thick and sturdy.
"Did you make this yourself?" Morax asked, holding the Memory of Dust.
"Yes. You can try unlocking it." Guizhong looked utterly confident, seemingly certain that a rock-head like Morax could never solve something like this.
"I'll give it a try." With that, Morax put the Memory of Dust away.
With a gentle smile, Guizhong grabbed Morax's hand and ran merrily toward the village. "Come on! I'll introduce you to our other companion, Marchosius, and my adorable people."
"Hey... I can walk." Morax stumbled a little as she pulled him along. Watching Guizhong's back, he felt a smile rise to his face for some reason.
It was as though...
As though the Archon War had vanished, and they had returned to an age of peace.
Everything here was so peaceful, so tranquil.
Across the meadow blooming with Glaze Lilies, Guizhong pulled Morax toward the village.
Half a year earlier.
"Still not here..." Standing atop a mountain, Xiu Yuan gazed at the vast meadow blooming with Glaze Lilies.
"I'll come back another time."
With that, he left and returned to Liyue.
Over the next six months, Xiu Yuan did not sit idle. Every so often, he came to take a look at these "Guili Plains."
Though at this point, the place was not yet called the Guili Plains. It was merely a vast stretch of grassland. Aside from the expanse of Glaze Lilies, there was not even a single person in sight.
According to the original story, Morax and Guizhong should have