Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"I'm Su Ping."

The man replied like this.

"No, you are not, absolutely not." The child frowned slightly, but spoke calmly, denying the man's answer.

The man's smile froze, then gradually disappeared. He no longer showed any other expression on his face, and asked without emotion, "Then who am I?"

"It's...Su Ping's past." The child closed his eyes slightly.

The man asked again: "Then why am I not Su Ping?"

"Because you are not!" The child seemed to have no reason to refute, so he could only argue like a rogue.

The man's expression changed again, from expressionless to cold and unapproachable. "Since I am Su Ping's past, without the past there would be no present, let alone a future."

"If I am not Su Ping, then who should I be? And who should you be?"

"Who is it? Who is it, who is it..."

These two words seem to contain magical power, circling in the children's ears, hearts, and everywhere, circulating endlessly and being seen everywhere.

Su Ping covered his head with both hands. It hurt so much inside, as if something was gnawing at it. His head was splitting with pain and was about to explode.

"I, I am Su Ping!" The child covered his head and yelled.

The man immediately asked anxiously: "Then who am I? Why am I not Su Ping?"

“You, no matter who you are, you are not Su Ping, and you are not me!” The child shook his head, trying to disperse the crowd, but failed.

"Ahhh!" The child fell to the ground, curled up and screamed, his voice was shrill, because the question "Who is it" was echoing all the time, the emotions that were difficult to calm down, and the man in front of him seemed to be constantly tearing him apart and dividing him.

The man seemed oblivious to the child's pain and then asked a repetitive question, "Who are you?"

"I am...Su Ping."

"Then who am I? Why not Su Ping?"

"How many times do you want me to say this! You...are not Su Ping! Absolutely not!!"

After the child finished speaking, he screamed in pain, as if every denial of his would eventually become a pain that hurt himself, hammering him continuously, each time more severe than the last.

After several more times, the child was almost exhausted and had to lie prone on the ground. The cracks on his body became deeper. There were three huge cracks across the chest and legs, and the last one on the face.

Splitting his cheeks vertically apart, it seemed as if his face was completely split in half, becoming two different faces.

The child looked like this, and the man looked even worse. His body was covered with spider-web-like cracks, and the connections between them were almost invisible.

The whole person seemed like floating pieces of meat, but on that broken face, there was a creepy smile that was unforgettable.

"Who are you?" the man asked again.

This time, the child was different from before. He did not answer immediately. Instead, confusion appeared in his eyes. Who was he? Was he Su Ping?

"I, I am Su Ping..."

The moment he gave the answer, the pain the child felt became more intense, as if hundreds of huge hammers were hitting his body, hitting him continuously, each time heavier than the last.

"I... I am Su Ping?"

The child spoke in the chaos. The pain in his body stopped for a while, which made his eyes brighten. Then he spoke again with a firmer tone, "I am not Su Ping."

With a command, most of the cracks on his body recovered, and the pain he felt disappeared and never appeared again.

Turning over and sitting up, the child looked at the man who was also slowly recovering, his eyes trembling slightly. While he was hesitating, it was the man who spoke first with a gentle smile on his face.

"You finally figured it out. Now tell me, who am I?"

"You, you are Su Ping?" the child asked tentatively.

"Yes, that's right. Be sure, who am I?" The man nodded slightly. His face had fully recovered and his facial features could be clearly seen.

His appearance was not outstanding, nor was it very pleasing, especially with his pale face. His eyes looked weather-beaten, and his chin had a messy stubble, probably because he didn't groom it often.

The child looked at him carefully and saw that the man was wearing a hospital gown, which matched his pale face.

"Tell me quickly, who am I?" The man had an expectant look and a light in his eyes, as if he was looking at his own child and seeing how much he had achieved.

The child opened his mouth, but did not answer immediately, because there was deep confusion in his eyes.

"Then who am I?" The child didn't know how to answer. He asked this question himself and always felt that it was meaningless.

Does it really matter who he is or what his name is?

"Tell me who I am and I will tell you who I am. Come on!" the man said slowly. His voice seemed to carry magic, making it hard to refuse.

The child blinked his eyes, then suddenly frowned, his face turned pale with pain, and he pointed at the man and shouted, "You are not Su Ping!"

"What did you say!" For the first time, the man said words that the child had never heard of him. There was anger and resentment on his gloomy face, and he looked very vicious.

"I said...you are not!" The child stood up slowly. The severe pain almost made him stumble and fall, but an inexplicable force supported him to stand.

"You have never experienced rebirth, you have never felt the love of your parents, you have never been deeply cared for by your teachers and classmates, you have never gained knowledge while traveling and studying, you are just a person who has no one to love you, no one to care for you, and you don't even have a home... you are just a stray dog!"

"I'm a lost dog, so what are you?" The man laughed. "Without those days of struggle, without the hardships I experienced since childhood, without the bitterness of running a business, who would you be? What can you do?!"

"Without that period of time, without that life, you would be nothing more than a kid like ordinary people, doing nothing all day long and being unable to accomplish anything!"

"You denied me, but what about yourself!"

The child was speechless and had no answer.

As he spoke in silence, the man's face gradually disappeared and turned into scarlet blood that flowed down, surrounding the child and enveloping him, making him unable to move.

"Tell me, who are you, who are you?"

The child was bound by blood and opened his mouth with difficulty, but the blood poured back into his mouth. Every time his throat rolled, it felt like it was being cut by a knife.

"I, I am..."

The child needed an answer, but the other party didn't want to let him have his wish. The blood restraint became tighter until it was completely compressed, pressing the child's body tightly to the ground.

The blood vessels and veins all over his body bulged, and the child roared in his throat, summoning the righteous energy in his heart, and his aura rose in awe.

"My name is, my name is..."

Countless images flashed before the child's eyes, including a couple in front of the cottage, calling their child's name in a soft voice with endless kindness and tenderness.

Under the shade of a tree on a hillside, a cute little girl called out to the man she thought was her brother.

And in that private school with countless books, open to all students in Liyue, the five people whispered to their students and juniors.

There are also boys in the mountains, girls in the shrine, and girls under the moonlight on the city wall. They are all calling out one person's name with expectant looks.

That person was called, "Su Ping... My name is Su Ping!"

The child screamed loudly, as if he had infinite strength all over his body. He was able to move his limbs and struggle out of the bondage of the blood.

Standing on the sea of ​​blood, the child looked determined, clenched his right fist, and struck out, directly at the pool of blood.

The moment the fist touched the blood, the surrounding space seemed to be shattered, like land that had been dry for a long time, cracking into countless cracks.

Everything above and below his feet was shaking, but the child stood still and firmly in the midst of it. His sudden momentum made people forget his age and childish face.

The ball of blood trembled violently, shrinking little by little, and turned into a black dot that was not even as big as a fingernail. A very strange black gas was attached to it, and it was slightly emanating from it.

Without waiting for the child to react, the black spot moved and flew straight upwards. In the blink of an eye, it crossed the edge and should have reached the outside world.

As the black spot left, the space collapsed, the child's figure disappeared, and everything seemed to be coming to an end.

In the dormitory, Su Ping suddenly sat up, sweating profusely and breathing heavily, with a look of fear on his face.

Before he could recover, he was startled again. Someone was standing next to him without him noticing.

This is a handsome young man with dark green hair combed on both sides. His pair of golden eyes are like bright lights that can dispel all darkness and bring people a sense of security.

The young man glanced at Su Ping who had just woken up, then looked at the black spot floating on his hand. He did not move, but took the black spot into his body and said in a deep voice: "Where did you get this?"

"Ah?" Su Ping was stunned, then he came to his senses and shook his head, "I don't know."

The young man frowned and didn't want to say anything more, but it was obvious that the black spot was extremely harmful, so he had to ask.

"Think about it carefully and don't miss anything." The young man spoke again, still with that cold look, like the cold light of a sharp blade unsheathed.

Su Ping thought about it carefully, looked at the young man again, and his heart moved.

He had seen this young man in a plot of the game. He seemed to be an immortal, or a guardian yaksha, with the title of Great Sage Subduing Demons, and his name was Xiao.

After knowing that it was a role, Su Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax too much, because after all, he was facing it himself, and no one could take it lightly at a critical moment of life and death.

Recalling his journey these days, Su Ping couldn't help but frowned, looked at the young man, and explained: "I don't know when I was infected with this thing."

The young man was Xiao. He was a man of few words. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I have been infected for at least seven days."

“Seven days…” Su Ping seemed to be thinking about something, and said, “If there is no such thing in Liyue Harbor, then it can only be on Tianheng Mountain!”

Xiao nodded slightly, turned around and was about to leave, because this matter was urgent for both him and Liyue.

"Hey, wait!" Su Ping said hurriedly...