Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 27 The Reconstructed Body

Yura looked at the boy in front of her, her eyes filled with doubt and wariness. She frowned, trying to understand why he was here.

However, after a while, she suddenly realized her current state—she was completely naked except for a bath towel. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she instinctively screamed:

“Ahhhh!”

Qiuhe was startled by her scream and finally came to his senses, realizing the awkward situation he was in. He quickly covered his eyes and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll leave right away, you should put your clothes on quickly."

Having said that, he hurriedly hid behind a large rock. Seeing this, Yura quickly grabbed her clothes and ducked into a corner. After dressing, she picked up her sword from the ground, walked to the large rock, and whispered:

"Hey, I'm all dressed."

Upon hearing the sound, Qiuhe slowly lowered his hands and stepped out from behind the rock. However, the moment he appeared, Yura swiftly pressed her sword against his throat.

Qiuhe stared wide-eyed in terror, raised his hands, and cried out in a panic:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't do anything! I surrender, I surrender!"

"What are you doing sneaking around here at Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain?" Qiuhe was very puzzled after hearing this. When had he been sneaking around?

So he put on an innocent look and asked, "Wait a minute, when did I act suspiciously? Besides, how dare you say that to me! What are you doing on such a cold, snowy mountain, a girl like you?"

Upon hearing Akikawa's words, Yura retorted, "What's it to you?"

Qiuhe smiled after hearing this, and then replied, "Hey, that's a bit impolite of you to say. You asked me what it has to do with me, and then you asked me why I came to this place?"

"Of course I have my own things to do, otherwise who would come to this freezing, godforsaken place?" After saying that, Qiuhe shook the snow off his body, as if trying to prove how cold it was.

Seeing that the boy didn't seem dangerous, and that he appeared to be around the same age as her, maybe a year or two older, Yura sheathed her sword.

Seeing this, Qiuhe was relieved. "I came to this mountain to look for something. I came to the snow mountain before, but I accidentally lost my things, so I came back to find them."

"I didn't mean to look at you, and I didn't know you were taking a shower here. I just glanced at you and saw you. But since I did see you, all I can say is, I'm sorry."

Yura looked at the somewhat cute boy in front of her. Seeing his sincere apology, she decided not to pursue the matter further. "Alright then, I forgive you, but I'll still remember this grudge."

Akikawa knew that this so-called grudge didn't actually carry any malicious intent; in the game, this so-called grudge had become Yura's catchphrase.

"By the way, what did you lose? Want me to help you look for it?" Qiuhe didn't know what to say after hearing this.

I just made that up randomly, so what am I supposed to look for now? I don't even know what I came to the snow mountain for. I just hoped to find something that would make me stronger.

There was nothing there but a vast expanse of white snow. Qiuqiu Shuangkai Wang did encounter one, and just as Qiuhe was about to speak and make up another excuse,

An earthquake suddenly struck Mount Longji. Qiuhe and Yura felt the intensity of the tremor and were somewhat unsteady on their feet. Qiuhe also sensed that the earthquake was rather strange.

Because he could feel an unknown force surging underground, a moment later, he saw many black, vengeful spirit-like entities floating out of the ground.

Qiuhe's eyes widened at the sight. Looking at the black souls around him, he wondered if they were all remnants of the demon gods from Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

Yura, standing nearby, was also stunned by the scene. He had been to Dragon Ridge Mountain many times before, but had never encountered anything like this.

Qiuhe realized that these black spirits seemed poised to attack, and he could no longer hide. Yura was still beside him; he was just a child and had little fighting power, so he had to protect him.

He then once again wrapped the energy within his body around the Dragon's Roar in the Box, and slashed down at the flying black souls, discovering that his energy could harm these black souls.

The attack continued, and Yura, watching from the sidelines, was completely at a loss. Suddenly, a black spirit emerged from behind Yura and charged towards Qiuhe.

At that moment, Akikawa also saw the black spirit, but at the same time, he also saw Yura standing there. Akikawa thought the black spirit was going for Yura, and in an instant, he flashed to Yura's side and pushed her away.

Before Yura could react, she was shoved aside and her head hit the rock hard, knocking her unconscious.

Qiuhe stared at the black spirit before him, raising his sword to cleave it in two. However, at the very moment he struck, his attack missed; he had failed.

The blade grazed the edge of the black spirit, failing to strike its target. The black spirit seemed to sense Qiuhe's intention; it swiftly turned and burrowed into Qiuhe's body.

Qiuhe suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He instinctively tried to resist, but strangely, he didn't feel anything unusual in his body. On the contrary, he had a peculiar feeling...

It was as if he had just absorbed the power of that black soul. A thought struck Qiuhe; he suddenly remembered that he had previously guessed that these black souls might be remnants of a demon god.

Could it be that these remnants of demonic gods resonated with some power within him, merging with the energy within him? Qiuhe recalled the battle with King Frostlord on Dragonspine Snow Mountain.

Could it be because he used the energy within his body at that time, which subsequently attracted these remnants of the demon god from the snow mountain? Thinking of this, Qiuhe's originally tense face gradually turned joyful.

His lips unconsciously curled into an uncontrollable smile. Then, he muttered to himself, "Looks like I've found what I lost."

At this moment, Qiuhe was extremely excited. He knew that this unexpected encounter might bring him a great opportunity. Therefore, Qiuhe no longer waited for the remnants of the demon god to enter his body on their own.

Instead, he eagerly began to actively absorb the surrounding remnants of demonic gods. He opened his arms, feeling the remnants of demonic gods surging into his body like a tidal wave. Each time a remnant of a demonic god merged into his body, he felt his power surging rapidly.

Qiuhe's aura intensified, and his strength increased rapidly. He greedily absorbed every trace of the demon god's remnants, feeling them flow and merge within his body. As the demon god's remnants continued to be injected,

Qiuhe's body underwent an astonishing transformation. He was gradually enveloped by a dark purple energy, and dragon scales began to grow on his arms. The power spread to his hands, and Qiuhe's palms instantly transformed into sharp dragon claws.

His ears gradually became sharper, and Qiuhe felt his body filled with immense energy, as if dark clouds were shrouding the sky and earth, allowing him to feel his power reach an unprecedented level.

After absorbing the last wisp of demonic remnant, the surrounding air instantly returned to normal. However, Qiuhe was now surrounded by an extremely powerful aura, causing even the surrounding space to tremble.

Qiuhe concentrated his energy in his hand, and with a flick of his arm, a black sword materialized from it. The hilt of the sword was a jet-black demon dragon's head, topped with a pair of devil horns.

The blade was covered with engravings resembling dragon scales, and the edge emitted a cold, dark purple light, as if it could slice through anything.

Qiuhe held his sword horizontally in front of him, then stepped forward with his right foot, swung the sword sharply towards the sky, and instantly unleashed a massive black-purple sword aura that tore open huge cracks in the surrounding space.

Looking at himself now, Qiuhe burst into maniacal laughter. "Hahahaha! Finally, finally I've obtained the power I've always dreamed of! With this power, I can now completely decide the life and death of all things!"

Qiuhe was completely different at this moment, like a madman intoxicated by power. Even as he was in his frenzy, his consciousness began to gradually blur.

The power within his body was constantly leaking out, as if it were about to devour him. Qiuhe let out a painful roar as his body's power continued to drain away.

His face was contorted in a ferocious grimace, and he kept shouting and roaring. After a while, he suddenly felt something calling to him from within his body, and before he could think any further, he fainted.

When Qiuhe opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a dark space. His body was still very numb, and he struggled to stand up, feeling as if his body was about to split apart.

Slowly raising his head, Qiuhe's pupils dilated instantly. He was already in his own consciousness space, but he witnessed a scene that deeply shocked him.

The long-dead dragon in his own consciousness space, its body rotting and in some places reduced to bones, was now staring at him, baring its fangs.

Moreover, his body was incredibly robust, his eyes filled with imposing power, and his black wings seemed enormous, capable of covering the entire sky.

"Welcome back, kid!"