“This place is unsuitable. Let’s move elsewhere.”
Xiao glanced briefly at the many Millelith soldiers gripping their weapons anxiously. He leapt away, heading toward the distant horizon.
“Indeed, fighting here, right beside Liyue Harbor, would be too restrictive,” Jia Changjiang remarked as he looked behind him. After giving Ningguang and Keqing a casual smile, he chased in Xiao’s direction.
This left the remaining Adepti and the Millelith soldiers facing each other beneath Mt. Tianheng.
“……”
Moon Carver descended to the ground first, addressing Ningguang. “The Vigilant Yaksha has already made his stance clear. We will not trouble Liyue… but there must still be an explanation.”
Ningguang nodded at his words, her smile unchanging. “Understood. Once this matter concludes, if the Adepti are willing, I invite you to the Jade Chamber to discuss it further.”
“Before that, let us see how that arrogant mortal fares,” Cloud Retainer scoffed. “The Vigilant Yaksha is no ordinary Adeptus. To face him in battle… sheer folly.”
“Enough, Cloud Retainer,” Mountain Shaper interjected, attempting to calm her.
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Meanwhile, far from Mt. Tianheng…
Jia Changjiang pursued Xiao’s figure relentlessly. From the vicinity of Tianheng, the chase stretched all the way to Guili Plains, where Xiao finally stopped.
Removing his mask, Xiao revealed his youthful appearance. Pointing his spear at Jia Changjiang, he declared, “There are no interruptions here. Let us fight.”
Xiao’s gaze sharpened as he observed his opponent. “At first, I thought you were just an ordinary mortal with a resilient soul. But this power you wield… it’s from another world, isn’t it?”
“That’s right,” Jia Changjiang confirmed, gripping his monk’s staff with both hands and lowering his stance into a battle-ready position. “Facing an Adeptus like you… I’m unwilling, but with my current strength alone, I can’t bridge the gap. So, I had to rely on a few tricks.”
“No matter what it takes, no matter what can be used as a weapon… this borrowed strength is the weapon I’ve prepared to challenge you, Adeptus.”
Jia Changjiang grinned broadly. “Thank you for accepting my challenge, Vigilant Yaksha.”
“Before we begin, allow me to formally introduce myself and the source of this borrowed power.”
Jia Changjiang swept his staff horizontally, stepping forward with his left foot. Shifting his weight, he announced: “I am Jia Changjiang. And this power I’ve borrowed belongs to none other than…”
“The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Handsome Monkey King of Mount Huaguo’s Water Curtain Cave—Sun Wukong!”
“Otherwise known as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!!”
Jia Changjiang roared with laughter and launched himself at Xiao. “So then, Vigilant Yaksha, let me see the difference between you and the Great Sage who once shook Heaven itself!”
“Ha! Take this—my first strike!!”
Jia Changjiang wielded his staff like a mighty cudgel, bringing it down with crushing force toward Xiao.
Xiao responded with a swift flourish of his spear, deflecting the incoming blow. To his surprise, the force he anticipated would send the staff flying only managed to shift its trajectory slightly.
Without pause, Xiao twirled his spear in front of him, its sharp tip aiming for Jia Changjiang’s throat.
The polished edge of the Primordial Jade Winged-Spear streaked toward Jia Changjiang’s neck, but at the last moment, he tilted his head back, narrowly dodging the lethal thrust.
In response, Jia Changjiang kicked out fiercely, his foot connecting with Xiao’s spear shaft and forcing them apart. The distance between them grew.
“What incredible speed…” Jia Changjiang murmured, touching his neck where the spear had nearly claimed his life.
This was nothing like his previous battles in Mondstadt.
The Vigilant Yaksha before him wasn’t here to spar or duel—this was a true killer, honed in the art of slaughter.
“What speed! I… love it!” Instead of recoiling at Xiao’s murderous intent, Jia Changjiang grew even more exhilarated.
All his prior battles had been struggles, conflicts… To call them “slaughters” would have been inappropriate.
But this Vigilant Yaksha… his entire life had been a series of brutal massacres, and his expertise lay in death matches.
“To challenge such an opponent… without complete preparation, without the resolve to truly fight to the death, would be an insult to this battle!!”
Jia Changjiang slung his staff behind him and crouched low, his body taut like a predator ready to pounce. His previously golden eyes locked onto Xiao with unwavering focus.
Emotions surged through Jia Changjiang like a tidal wave, pushing him into a euphoric state.
Now was the perfect moment. The ultimate time to clash.
“I… am ready!!!”
Jia Changjiang charged at Xiao, the ground beneath his feet cracking under the force. “Come! Let us fight to the death, Yaksha!!!”
“Spare no mercy!!!!”
With wild laughter, Jia Changjiang swung his staff, its force causing massive air currents to ripple outward. The clanging of iron rings echoed as he brought it down toward Xiao.
Xiao thrust his spear to parry the blow, but the impact revealed that Jia Changjiang’s strikes had grown even stronger than before.
Each clash of spear and staff was accompanied by explosive bursts of force. Jia Changjiang’s relentless assault showed no regard for self-preservation, as if he was gambling everything to land a decisive strike.
At the last moment, Jia Changjiang deflected Xiao’s attack, earning a minor wound from the spear rather than a fatal one. But his own strike missed its mark once again.
“…You’re pursuing strength?” Xiao asked, pinning the staff to the ground with one foot. “The pursuit of ultimate strength leads only to self-destruction. Why are you so fixated on this?”
“I’m after victory!” Jia Changjiang roared, muscles flexing as he yanked the staff upward, throwing Xiao into the air. “Words won’t suffice… Let our battle speak for us!”
Suspended in midair, Xiao halted his momentum briefly as the winds surged around him.
“Bold indeed. Disrespectful to the Adepti, but… your strength is undeniable.”
“Come then. Let’s see how many strikes you can endure.”
Gripping his spear, Xiao descended from the sky, the weapon spinning in his hands like twin wind wheels. The sheer force threatened to crush Jia Changjiang.
“At the very least…” Jia Changjiang stood his ground, staring unflinchingly at Xiao’s oncoming assault. “Let’s start with a thousand!!!”
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