Midnight, Liyue Port.

Chongyun is a self-disciplined young man. Except when he is pestered by Xingqiu, he goes to the top of Tianheng Mountain every midnight to practice magic.

Although this is not a secret, there are only a handful of people in Liyue Port who know about it - unfortunately, Ningzhe is one of them.

Ningzhe not only knew that Chongyun liked to practice in this underworld time, he also knew why Chongyun did this.

The body of pure yang is a gift from heaven, and it is also something that Chongyun wants to suppress with all his strength. Although he has gained the favor of the Ice God because of this wish, the body of pure yang is too powerful and cannot be overcome by the power of the eye of god alone.

Totally controlled.

Therefore, under Ningzhe's suggestion, Chongyun would run to the top of Tianheng Mountain every day to absorb and practice Qi under the midnight moonlight...

Chongyun doesn't know if it has any effect, but it is true that I have suffered from cold many times.

But here comes the problem, a pure yang body will not catch cold, so Chongyun feels that this is a great victory for him against a pure yang body.

Although when he wiped his nose and went to Ningzhe to thank him, Ningzhe's expression was a bit intriguing... But Chongyun didn't care, as long as he could defeat the Pure Yang Body, everything would be worth it.

Of course... today is no exception.

When Ningzhe, Hutao and Ning Yu hurried to Tianheng Mountain, Chongyun had already started his practice.

Inhale - exhale -

Ningzhe was about to go up and say hello, but suddenly remembered something.

etc!

The moment he saw Chongyun, Ningzhe pulled Hutao on reflex and opened her palm.

A closer look revealed that there was indeed a soul shrinking in Hutao's hand.

"Hey, aren't you afraid that his pure Yang body will burn your ghost?"

Resisting the discomfort of seeing the ghost, Ningzhe stared at Hu Tao.

"I didn't mean to scare him. How could I scare a sorcerer with my soul?"

Hutao snorted and stopped talking. He didn't even knock Ningzhe's hand off.

The two of them just held their hands, and neither one let go first.

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, and Ning Yu suddenly felt as if he was shining with light.

Ning Yu's mouth opened several times, but he closed it forcefully.

Because he saw his friend looking at Chongyun who was practicing not far away with a serious look on his face. He didn't seem to notice that his hand was still holding Hutao, but Hutao just lowered his head, and Ning Yu couldn't see her expression clearly.

.

"cough..."

Ning Yu swore that he would rather go to Dao Wife to face those twenty swordsmen than stay here and feel this inexplicable weird feeling.

"Ningzhe? And... Hutao and Ning Yu?"

Ning Yu was thinking about how to break the deadlock, but Chongyun not far away stood up and looked at the trio in surprise.

"It's us."

Ning Yu's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to walk over.

Ningzhe seemed to suddenly react, and quietly retracted his hand, coughed slightly, and walked up.

Hutao also raised his head and returned to his usual expression, as if nothing happened.

"you..."

Chongyun looked confused and looked at Ning Yu with eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

In his impression, isn't Ning Yu a gentle gentleman? When he, Xingqiu, Ning Yu, and Ningzhe were laughing and chatting about Fengyue, this guy had always been extremely elegant. Why were you so excited to see him today?

Somehow, Chongyun took half a step back.

"..."

Ning Yu paused, and his gentle smile instantly solidified.

"Chongyun, you are indeed here."

Ningzhe didn't care about his friend's status and said with a smile: "We came to you because we want to ask you something. It's hard to meet you in Liyue Port on weekdays, so I thought of coming to Tianheng Mountain at night.

.”

"oh..."

Perhaps because he had absorbed too much cold air, Chongyun nodded blankly.

"Then let me ask, do you know that a fragrant tree with the ability to exorcise evil has recently arrived in Liyue Port?"

"Chuixiangmu?"

Chongyun frowned and said with some confusion: "I've heard of it, but didn't that thing come from Mondstadt... What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Ningzhe and Hutao looked at each other, and then Ningzhe sighed and said with some helplessness: "The century-old incense tree was stolen. And it was in public. As soon as they entered Liyue Port,

He just disappeared inexplicably."

"What? Stolen?!"

Chongyun's reaction was more intense than Ningzhe had imagined. He was a little in disbelief: "Impossible! They promised me...!"

"them?"

Ningzhe half-closed his eyes and stared at Chongyun closely.

"them..."

Chongyun paused for a moment, as if he realized that he couldn't hide it, so he had to smile bitterly, "I... probably know why this so-called century-old fragrant tree was stolen..."

The moonlight shone down and shone on the white God's Eye on Chongyun's waist, dyeing the originally cold God's Eye with a bit of nighttime desolation.

"You are all my friends, and I don't want to lie to you... It's just that this matter is indeed the fault of the alchemists."

Chongyun sighed, pinched his right hand, and an exquisite ice sword appeared in front of everyone.

"I remember this is your weapon, right? Why did you summon this thing?"

Seeing Chongyun summoning the weapon, Ning Yu and Hu Tao subconsciously took half a step back, but Ningzhe didn't panic at all, and even took the initiative to step forward and tap the hilt of the ice-made giant sword with his hand.

"To understand this clearly, you need to know how Liyue's traditional alchemists actually fight."

As soon as these words came out, not only Ningzhe, but also Hutao and Ning Yu looked at Chongyun in surprise. But out of trust in Chongyun, everyone said nothing and just waited for his next words.

"...The alchemist clan relies on magic weapons and spells to subjugate and exorcise evil spirits. All spells need to be carried by suitable magic weapons, especially powerful spells."

Chongyun looked at the giant sword made of ice that he had summoned, and continued with a complex expression: "A suitable magic weapon can be found but not sought. Since ancient times, in addition to the alchemists with the eyes of gods who can perfectly create suitable magic weapons,

Other alchemists rely on chance to find some suitable magic weapons."

"The alchemist's pursuit of magic weapons is no less than a swordsman's pursuit of the sword in his hand. Ning Yu should understand this very well, right?"

Hearing this, Ning Yu nodded.

Among all weapons, the sword is known as the "gentleman of hundreds of weapons", and Ning Yu is an expert with the sword.

Seeing Ning Yu nodding, Chongyun continued to speak to him: "If I say that this fragrant wood can make one of the best swords in the entire Teyvat, will you be tempted?"

"...certainly."

Without hesitation, Ning Yu admitted this immediately.

Ningzhe was not surprised at all. He knew his friend's character better than anyone else. After all, it was one thing to be tempted, but another to take action.

"Even you can be tempted, let alone those heirs of aristocratic families who don't have the eyes of God..."

Chongyun took off the Eye of God from his waist, put it in his hand, and exhaled with some melancholy.

"Is it really the heirs of those aristocratic families who did it?"

After listening to Chongyun's words, Ningzhe held his chin thoughtfully.

Those descendants are willing to take the risk of offending Tianquan and even the entire Seven Stars to obtain this hanging fragrant wood. It seems that it is indeed of extraordinary value to them...

"But why aren't they willing to wait?"

Ningzhe frowned, looked at Chongyun, and said with some confusion: "Ningguang is a businessman. As long as these aristocratic families can offer a sufficient price, I believe this Tianquan star will not refuse this deal."

"..."

What Ningzhe didn't expect was that when this was mentioned, Chongyun's face became even more melancholy.

"Because of me..."

"Because of you? Why, have you ever offended them?"

Hu Tao asked this question.

"Because I am the only one among this generation of alchemists who has obtained the Eye of God, and even without the Eye of God, my pure Yang body is something they envy."

"If that's all, then these aristocratic families are more than that, right?"
To be continued...