Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

The time spent sailing on the sea is like the first time the owner of the Wind God's Eye meets his friend. After a long time together and encountering many things, both big and small, they can forge a deep friendship and regard each other as their best friends.

But beautiful and memorable friendships eventually come to an end, and so does a sea voyage. No matter how reluctant you are, you cannot stop the announcement of the end.

“Oh s—!”

With tears in their eyes, they watched the seemingly innocent and kind-hearted Baichen Fox walk off the boat. The crew shouted excitedly, and the captain shouted at the top of his voice, commanding his crew to set sail immediately and head for the nearby islands to prevent this man who could entertain them every day during their boring sea voyage from coming back again.

The Kuki Miko and the Kano Miko helplessly watched the pedals being folded away skillfully by the crew members, and had to give up the normal way of getting off the boat and pushed hard on the railing.

"Bang~~"

Just as they expected, the samurai Sakurasai, who got off the boat without any reluctance, had already buried a trap on the boat. When they had just walked less than two steps after getting off the boat, large clouds of white smoke filled out from the cabin.

Jiuqi's face was solemn: "Even the Lord of the Palace doesn't have such a strong desire to cause harm."

Shikano nodded in agreement: "It can only be said that the disciple is better than the master. Perhaps it is also related to the fact that Master Yingsai's Baichen bloodline is purer than Lord Gongsi."

Almost all of the great white fox demons that have left their names in history are white foxes. There are very few pink foxes like Yae Shenzi. The color of the fur is the easiest way to judge the purity of Bai Chen's bloodline.

“That’s not a good thing.”

"Relax a little, we are both about to retreat, and we are not the ones who will suffer."

"Shikano, your daughter doesn't plan to be a miko anymore?"

"Of course, but didn't you notice that the hatred level of the chief priest is higher than that of an ordinary little miko? Master Sakurasai is looking for the chief priest."

"I feel like there's no such thing as hatred for him."

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The fox was on an outlying island and walked to the castle tower.

The lightning that fell from the sky swept him up, and the scene in front of him blurred for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the samurai Sakurasai found that he had arrived in front of the castle tower, which he should have taken a long time to reach.

"This is the power of God."

With a soft sigh, the attendant god Yingzhai turned his head to take a look, then took a few steps back and came in front of an Aojie.

"Did any monster come here just now? There are a lot of auras left here. They must have stayed here for a long time, as if they were marking their territory, like a cute little puppy. And there was more than one monster. Yae Shinko was also among them, but Yae Shinko should not be among them."

"Yaeguya did come here just now with a little Tengu in his arms. Because the Tengu was struggling, he stayed at the door for a long time. How did you know?"

The Ojie crowd blinked in confusion, unable to imagine how the samurai god Sakurasai knew about this thing that had long passed.

"I saw."

“Can you see this?”

"Do you want to know how to learn?"

Aojiezhong nodded, and faced with such special abilities, a hint of anticipation could not help but appear on his resolute face.

The attendant god Yingsai pointed and said, "You can tell by taking off the paper on your back. The ink is not dry yet."

He obediently peeled off the paper on the back. On it was a puppy running in circles drawn in ink. At the bottom of the paper was a smiling fox with another line of words next to it.

"The little Tengu has already marked the pieces of floor in front of the door. Remember to pry off the bottom plate and give it to her later. Remember to tell her not to be too grateful. I'm leaving now. After all, I still have to get the cake. It would be bad if the child cried because there was no cake."

"Cake... Alas~ This lovely elder of mine is really generous. It's a pity that she is borrowing the generosity of others. However, as a considerate junior, how can I ignore her orders?"

As if he was helpless about his elders' willfulness, the god of valor Sakurasai asked with a smile: "Do you love the sword in your hand?"

Aojiezhong tightly grasped the one-handed sword worn at his waist, suddenly felt something was wrong and swallowed his saliva, and replied nervously: "This is my partner, my family, and an important helper when I face battles. I love her very much."

"You don't want your lover to get hurt, do you? Please help me find a shovel, otherwise your lover will have to suffer. I don't want to make this choice. The sword that I take good care of every day has some scratches on it. I can't relate to how I feel."

An honest fox is always brave enough to admit his shortcomings and deficiencies, and the samurai Yingsai frowned.

"After all, I don't have enough experience, but it doesn't matter. I may have an important opportunity to make up for my experience in the future. This will be of great help to me when I need to imitate a warrior in the future."

"Are you right?"

“Please let go…”

"Heart use!"

With trembling hands he untied the sword from his waist, gritted his teeth, shed tears, bent down, raised his hands, and presented this priceless sword.

"..."

The attendant god Sakurasai leaned back.

"You don't seem to be pure enough in love."

He had no evil intentions to touch a samurai's treasure, and the reason he made the excessive request of using the sword as a shovel was to implement a compromise solution to prevent this devout samurai from regarding "prying open the floor of the castle tower" as an offense to the general.

He thought his compromise plan would be implemented well, but the change in the words of this Okujishu caught the samurai Sakurasai off guard.

There was clearly no sign of lying; he really did treat his sword as his lover.

The attendant god Yingsai confirmed again and again: "I really used it!"

"Please feel free to use this lover!"

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There are many samurai families in Inazuma, but few of them can last for a long time. Shiraishi Makoto's family happens to be one of the few samurai families that can prosper for a long time.

In fact, their family often has only one successor from one generation to the next, without even any collateral relatives. It seems incredible to outsiders that they can continue to prosper. Many warriors believe that such prosperity is false, and a simple accident may ruin their future.

However, the Shiraishi family has been able to remain this way not just because of some illusory good luck, they have their own way of passing down their family traditions.

Love always seems to come early for every generation of the Baishi clan. Having children before marriage is common, and having children of their own before officially becoming a samurai seems to have become a family tradition.

In addition to early love, the cautious spirit advocated by the Shiraishi family is also one of the important reasons why they can continue. They are always able to observe their surroundings well and grasp the right opportunity.

This gives them a great advantage in protecting themselves and seizing opportunities.

Another important reason is that they have adhered to the samurai way from generation to generation.

A samurai who abides by the traditional spirit and has good martial arts skills will be very popular among the nobles and samurai classes. This will help them establish good relationships and connections, and everyone wants to be friends with the Shiraishi family.

Even those who slander you in private don't mind smiling in public.

Who makes the general admire this kind of warriors?

Even a small family will have some internal conflicts.

Every generation of the Bai Shi tribe is a true samurai, which makes it easy for them to regard the swords in their hands as lovers who embody their martial arts spirit, and whose status is only slightly lower than that of the lovers in their lives.

This should have been a legacy of the ultimate samurai spirit.

Unfortunately, due to the principle that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, the father and son of the Shiraishi family always can't help comparing their martial arts spirit with each other.

However, Inazuma agrees that the most sincere martial arts spirit is that which bursts out when swords clash during a duel.

Since you understand the spirit of martial arts, you naturally cannot hold back and should go all out.

In such a duel, some collisions between swords are inevitable. Most warriors will only sigh in their hearts and will not care too much about it.

But in the eyes of the Baishi people, this is hurting their martial arts lovers!

"Hey, Lao Deng, your martial arts spirit has fallen behind!"

"Boy, I'm going to let you know that your immature martial arts spirit means nothing!"

Shiraishi Makoto, whose martial arts lover had just been hurt by his father two days ago and who was in a hurry to go out this morning and happened to take the wrong sword, respectfully handed over the lover who did not belong to him.