Following the direction of the sound, Luo Qing retracted his Susano’o, activated Time Zero, and sped toward the source.
Navigating through the dense rainforest, he finally arrived at the scene.
High above the jungle, a woman dressed in an elegant, pale green gown floated gracefully, her long, snow-white hair flowing like silk. She stood in the air, as radiant and ethereal as a goddess descended from the heavens.
“She’s…”
Luo Qing’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Before he could fully process the sight, a figure cloaked in dark energy lunged toward the woman, releasing a blast of deep violet energy.
Wherever the energy passed, the lush green forest withered instantly, reduced to barren desolation.
The woman in the sky, however, was far from defenseless. She calmly clasped her hands, her fingers forming an intricate gesture.
In an instant, radiant green light flowed forth, weaving a web of glowing emerald vines around her attacker.
“Bu’er, these tricks are all too familiar to me!”
The shadowy figure emerged—a serpent-like being wielding a sword and exuding a sinister aura.
With a sneer, the serpent swung its blade, releasing a cloud of dark purple mist that corroded the glowing vines on contact.
“…”
Bu’er, the woman, remained silent as her brow furrowed slightly. With another flick of her fingers, thick vines sprouted from the ground, surging toward the serpent.
“Hmph! I’ve told you, such feeble attempts are useless against me!”
The serpent laughed, its voice filled with malice. With a single swing of its sword, it sliced through the vines and lunged toward Bu’er.
“The Scarlet King isn’t here to save you this time. Let’s see who else can come to your aid!”
Among the three gods of Sumeru, the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata—Bu’er—was undoubtedly the most powerful in terms of her abilities. With a mere wave of her hand, she could restore life, heal disease, and safeguard the World Tree, the lifeblood of Teyvat.
Yet, her combat strength was the weakest of the trio, barely comparable to a low-tier god.
Her opponent, Plague God Boutis, had waited patiently for the perfect moment—when the Scarlet King and the Goddess of Flowers were too preoccupied—to strike. His goal was clear: defeat Bu’er and claim Sumeru for himself.
“Boutis…”
Bu’er’s voice was soft but carried a hint of frustration.
Even before the Archon War, there was no peace between the Goddess of Life and the God of Plague. One bestowed life, while the other spread sickness.
Now, with the decree that only seven gods would remain, Bu’er had become a glaring obstacle in Boutis’ path.
“Farewell, Bu’er!”
The serpent closed the distance in an instant, raising his sword for the final strike.
Just as Bu’er prepared to summon her elemental power for defense, a streak of deep violet energy shot upward, intercepting Boutis.
“What? Another fighter?”
Boutis dodged the incoming attack with practiced ease and looked down, his serpentine eyes narrowing.
A figure in battle armor surged forward, placing himself between Boutis and Bu’er.
“A human…? No, that aura…”
Boutis scrutinized the man before him, perplexed.
Humans, weak in both physique and power, were the lowest-ranked beings in Teyvat. While some gods chose to protect them, others enslaved or even consumed them to grow stronger.
Boutis fell squarely in the latter category, drawing strength from the diseases he spread among mortals.
Despite his disdain for humans, one thing was certain: the man before him was no ordinary mortal.
“Who are you?” Boutis demanded coldly. “Stay out of this, or I’ll kill you as well.”
“Oh?” Luo Qing smirked, summoning his dual blades.
“Why don’t you try?”
“Hmph. Foolish.”
Despite Luo Qing’s confident tone, Boutis remained unshaken. He had absorbed the life force of countless beings, raising his strength to that of an upper-tier god.
Without hesitation, he surrounded himself with plague energy, infusing it into his weapons, and charged straight at Luo Qing, ignoring Bu’er entirely.
The clash began.
Boutis’ blade carried a corrosive effect; even a slight graze left Luo Qing’s Susano’o rapidly deteriorating, forcing him to dispel the damaged energy before it spread.
Luo Qing, meanwhile, found himself struggling to keep pace. After spending so much time in an era of peace, he was unaccustomed to battles at the level of an upper-tier god. Boutis’ relentless attacks kept him on the defensive.
At a critical moment, Boutis found an opening and thrust his sword toward Luo Qing.
But before it could land, a vibrant green energy struck Boutis from the side, forcing him to retreat with a pained roar.
Turning toward the source, Boutis saw Bu’er standing at Luo Qing’s side. Her presence radiated a serene yet unyielding power.
“You…” Boutis glared at the two of them.
If it were just one of them, he could easily win. But together, they posed a significant challenge.
“Fine. Bu’er, consider yourself lucky today.”
Leaving a parting threat, Boutis shrouded himself in a cloud of purple mist and vanished.
Once Boutis disappeared, Luo Qing finally let out a long breath.
The tension eased from his body, and he allowed himself a moment of relief.
I have to admit, that guy was tougher than I expected. That plague energy was practically cheating—just a touch, and your strength drains away.
Exhaling deeply, Luo Qing turned to Bu’er.
He opened his mouth to speak, only to realize that this wasn’t the Bu’er he knew. This wasn’t the affectionate wife who loved to cling to him, the one with whom he had a daughter.
“Uh…” Luo Qing hesitated, considering how to introduce himself.
But before he could say a word, Bu’er stepped forward, raising a hand to stop him.
“Please, allow me to remove the plague energy Boutis left on you first. If it’s not cleared, it will remain dormant in your body, slowly draining your strength.”
“Oh…”
Luo Qing froze, momentarily stunned.
Bu’er gently placed her hand on his chest.
A wave of warmth spread through him, soothing and invigorating. Unable to suppress the feeling, Luo Qing let out a soft groan.
“Easy there, wife…”
Bu’er’s hand paused mid-motion, her expression turning into one of pure confusion.
“…What?”
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T/N: LKMAOMAOMAOMOA
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