The Medicine Furnace Elder muttered to himself as he vanished in a flash, mumbling things like, “The Gu Clan is full of lunatics,” and “If everyone saved people like this, the world would’ve ended by now.”
Gu Sanqiu chuckled. Though he was telling the truth, the actual reasoning behind his actions was something the elder could never know.
Explaining it would inevitably send the narrative spiraling out of control, resulting in countless disasters to clean up. And after that? Cue more convoluted schemes and problems.
Staying steady—that was the key to success.
As a Harbinger, La Signora’s combat prowess might seem underwhelming to Gu Sanqiu’s professional eye. But what she lacked in raw strength, she made up for in fiery determination.
In Teyvat, climbing the ladder wasn’t about wealth, status, or indulgence. It was about an unyielding will, a dream strong enough to withstand anything, and a refusal to forget one’s purpose. Follow that formula, and your name would be immortalized in history—perhaps even on a whole page.
A real guide to victory.
La Signora’s story was a complicated one. Whatever happened in the past, Venti’s leniency during their confrontation couldn’t be overlooked.
Teyvat’s landscape was complex—greater beings above and below played their chess games, while those in between calculated their own moves.
And today’s encounter reminded Gu Sanqiu of something crucial: calamities weren’t relegated to the distant past. Another disaster, even more absurd than the Chasm incident from a millennium ago, loomed on the horizon.
Could the Gu Clan’s dwindling lineage be tied to such calamities?
Gu Sanqiu pondered this as he moved on to more pressing matters. He arrived at the secret archives and summoned Gu Fei to gather the others.
After all, the Juekoku Onmyo Chamber couldn’t rely solely on combat data from hilichurls. It needed input from every adversarial group in Liyue’s vast landscape: Geovishaps, Ruin Hunters, Ruin Guards, Whopperflowers, Treasure Hoarders—all of it.
This would be the Onmyo Chamber 1.0. In the future, a 2.0 version might incorporate spectral data from Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, possibly even pacifying Wuwang Hill.
He’d relegated spectral enemies to the 2.0 version because their inherent nature often distorted data, requiring more time to accurately integrate.
As for 3.0? Unless the Millelith soldiers mastered their “killing intent” to perfection, the 2.0 version would suffice. Liyue wasn’t without its high-level defenders, and incorporating residual gods or cursed spirits into the chamber’s 3.0 version could wait.
Clearing the 1.0 chamber would drastically reduce crime across Liyue.
Clearing the 2.0 chamber could free significant resources from Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and perhaps even lead to collaborations with the Qixing to eliminate supernatural disturbances entirely.
As for 3.0… best not to overthink it. Perhaps he could someday capture data on Dvalin or Andrius and monetize the chamber as a challenge for adventurers.
Military merits could be tied to fees, providing Millelith soldiers with opportunities for personal growth while uncovering potential elite warriors.
Maintaining combat within such a chamber would be resource-intensive. Otherwise, Gu Sanqiu might’ve considered building multiple chambers and opening them to the public as a paid attraction—an easy way to identify talent from the masses.
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“This is incredible. Truly incredible,” one elder in the secret archives murmured as he stroked his unkempt beard.
The sight of this messy-bearded researcher—fixated more on their work than their grooming—was a testament to the awe they felt.
“To think that five centuries ago, someone could create such a marvel!”
“No way we can let our archives lose to this,” another elder declared.
Faced with a group of overenthusiastic researchers clamoring to surpass the design with their own improvements, Gu Sanqiu felt a headache brewing.
These elders were treasures of Liyue, and most didn’t possess Vision-enhanced power. He couldn’t exactly use force to make them calm down.
If he used Geo to quake the ground, half of them would likely collapse on the spot.
“Over to you,” Gu Sanqiu said, patting Gu Fei on the shoulder. “I’ve already notified the Jade Chamber. You’ll be liaising with them. Someone from Yuehai Pavilion will take charge on their end.”
“I don’t care about costs. I care about ensuring this is made safely and reliably for the Millelith to use.”
“We’re not in a rush. This is Liyue’s first time implementing something like this, so there can’t be any safety issues. Understood?”
“Leave it to me!” Gu Fei said confidently, pounding his chest.
“Good. I trust you’ve got it handled.”
“By the way, this Juekoku Onmyo Chamber—it’s very Inazuman in style. Don’t you think we should rename it to something more fitting for Liyue?”
“No need. Let it be what it is.”
Gu Sanqiu smiled faintly. “This is the legacy of a trailblazing predecessor. Works like this shouldn’t be forgotten by the world.”
With that, he left the archives and flew toward Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Pushing open the doors, he called out, “Hey, you here?”
“Hehe, the great Hall Master makes her dazzling entrance!”
Hu Tao sprang from a hidden corner, grinning.
“What’s this? You missed me already?”
Cradling her cheeks, she swayed side to side.
Sigh, my irresistible charm knows no bounds. Just a little effort, and even the most eligible bachelors can’t stop thinking about—ouch, ouch, ouch!
Gu Sanqiu yanked her cheeks expressionlessly.
“Cut it out. I’m here to tell you something important.”
Releasing her, his tone turned serious.
“Listen, if you’ve got any long-distance jobs coming up, don’t go alone. Make sure you bring some of your best people along. Got it?”
“And don’t skimp on the supplies I gave you—or the stuff you’ve been hoarding.”
He flicked her forehead. “And that family heirloom staff of yours? Use it sparingly. Repeat what I just said. You’ve got one minute.”
“Why do you always treat me like a kid?”
Pouting, Hu Tao swatted his hand away. “I heard you. So, where are you off to next? Need me to inform the others?”
“If any of them face the risks I anticipate, the Geo Archon himself would probably need to step in.”
“I’m worried about you. Your work is the riskiest of all.”
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