The golden tree standing tall in the world of Teyvat

"During the Demon War, the demons in the world used all their strength and wisdom to fight for the continent of Teyvat. Even the kind and benevolent God of Wisdom spared no effort for this battle."

"But Heulia chose to escape. She believed that as long as she gave up before the fight, the war would never affect herself and her people."

"However, in the long years of war, there would be no end to concessions. In the endless concessions, Heulia lost all her land and only had the last place to stay."

"No, no, it's impossible." Wan Yan couldn't accept this fact.

"In her last moments, she didn't even have a weapon to raise to protect her people."

"Not even a weapon? But this sword?"

"Yes, this broken sword is not a relic of the Salt Demon God, but... the weapon that killed her."

"Unlike Heulia, the God of Wisdom, who is not good at fighting, chose to fight. She developed her wisdom to the extreme. Although the two have similar personalities, the decisions they made are different. This is why the God of Wisdom became one of the Seven Gods, while Heulia could only perish."

"No! This is false, everything you said is false, you want to confuse my faith in God!"

"I said, I only state the facts." Zhongli said expressionlessly.

"How can this be! You...you are also a believer of Morax, don't try to deceive me!"

After that, Wanyan ran away, which shows that Zhongli's words did not have an impact on her.

Paimeng shouted at Wanyan's back: "Hey! Hey, don't run!"

Ying: "It's too much of a blow to her."

"After all, this is a punishment. If not, I wouldn't want to tell such a cruel thing."

"Let's continue to go deeper. There... I'm afraid there will be something that will force her to accept the truth no matter what."

"Zhongli, I've heard you say many times that the God of Wisdom is not good at fighting, but why do I feel that you are wrong? Isn't Liusu the previous generation of the God of Wisdom?" Paimeng still asked.

"In Liusu's words, the God of Wisdom has nothing to do with me, the God of Grass." Zhongli said jokingly.

Liusu said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, it's not good to say that in front of me? Consider the reaction of me, the person involved. Believe it or not, I will cut you with a sword."

Zhongli: "Ahem."

"Is this the God of Wisdom? It feels more brutal than the God of Fire." Paimeng complained in a low voice.

"Wisdom is a trick used when force is insufficient. In the face of absolute strength, wisdom is empty talk. As the saying goes, where the sword can reach, what I say is the truth. Force is sometimes better than brains. Since you can use force to suppress, why bother with brains?"

"As long as you are strong enough, you can make everyone listen to your twisted ideas, even if they are wrong."

"Okay, so this is the definition of wisdom? I learned it." Paimeng said seriously.

Ying: "Paimeng!"

"In terms of universal rationality, what Liusu said is correct."

Zhongli turned his head and glanced at Liusu. How did this god of wisdom become more and more reckless? He seemed to be developing in the direction of Munata.

"Okay, okay, let's go. Continue to the next one."

Liusu turned his head and walked forward, followed by Ying and Zhongli.

"Are these statues running away?"

As they went deeper, there were more and more statues, and their expressions and movements became more and more weird.

"What is ahead?"

"It's salt and betrayal."

Zhongli answered Paimeng's confusion as he walked.

Finally, everyone saw Wanyan who had escaped before the flash door.

".What happened along the way?"

Wan Yan leaned against the stone door in fear, muttering, "What did they see and do?"

"Then, what happened?"

"Since you can't trust me, let's keep moving forward."

Zhongli said to the closed door in front of him, "Everything that happened at that time and the traces left behind this door will be recorded truthfully."

As soon as Zhongli finished speaking, he urged his divine power and the originally closed door was opened.

Everyone entered, and then saw a statue holding a sword in the middle of the room, and there was a pattern left by a pool of salt in the middle, like a flower.

"This is the scene. Heulia's body disintegrated, leaving only a few traces of salt. The scene of her death was also frozen here."

Wan Yan: "."

Zhongli continued to tell the story expressionlessly: "The sequel of the story is: some of her people finally realized that this kind but weak demon god could not protect anyone in the war."

"The demon god war is very cruel. Instead of letting her suffer after the defeat, it is better to give her a relatively easy relief."

"Both are kind demon gods, but the results are different. One chose to face it, and the other chose chose to escape. Those who dared to face it became the seven gods today, and those who escaped only left a salt flower. ”

Paimon analyzed with reason: "But what about these statues?"

"No matter how weak the demon god is, the power lost when he died is not something that a mortal body can bear. Those who failed to escape all became like this."

"The people of the Salt God who did not suffer this disaster left her territory and went to Liyue to ask for the protection of the Rock King."

"Their descendants are afraid of the demon god remnants left by Heulia, and afraid that she will curse them forever..."

"So, they risked their lives to return here, broke the sword, and offered it, hoping to calm her anger." Zhongli paused, sighed, and continued, "But in fact, they did it in vain. How could this demon god who had never resisted until the end be angry with his own people?"

"I...I...Even if it's like this, I don't accept it." In Liusu's opinion, Wan Yan has been possessed by a demon.

"A hoax...false history...--everything...is..."

"Don't try to shake...my faith..." Wan Yan looked at Zhongli angrily. She couldn't accept this cruel reality. Although she said that she would not shake her faith, she had already believed it in her heart.

"This time, Zhongli was really merciless."

Paimon looked at Wan Yan who was leaving, and said with his hands spread out.

"This is the price she has to pay, but... this is not a bad thing."

"Looking at her appearance, I'm afraid she will continue to waver for a while... However, even if she can't be relieved immediately, it's not bad to just face the reality."

Ying thought for a while and said, "You are too familiar with the fate of the God of Salt."

"Well, a long time ago, the story of Heulia was also a warning to me. As Liusu said, although she has never seen Heulia, she may have learned from the World Tree that the fate of retreating in the Demon God War will be the same as Heulia's."

"Besides, there is really no benefit in believing in a dead god."

"...Whether it is the belief in Heulia or the belief in Morax, it's the same."

"So, the faith of the people of Liyue has shifted to me?" Liusu felt the increasing faith and said.

"Ahem, although the people of Liyue have never really seen you, you are still in the name, and they know that you are not dead, so naturally they transfer their faith to you, and it is indeed you who killed the vortex demon god Osel." Zhongli said calmly.

"I have to say that the contract signed with you is indeed the most favorable contract for me among all the contracts I have signed in history. So after I abdicate, your succession is also a good thing."

"Tsk, you are worthy of it. You talk about carrying the burden so high-soundingly. You know, I have given up Xumi, how can I let you manage Liyue?" Liusu said dissatisfiedly, "Next time I will find an opportunity to perform the Immortal Ceremony again."

"Hey! Why are all of you gods like this? You just want to go fishing, and so is Venti. You are all like this." Paimeng said dissatisfiedly, "And Liusu, why did you give up Xumi?"

"Didn't I say it? Xumi has a new grass god and doesn't need me. And I also dislike some people in Xumi. The most important thing is that Xumi is not conducive to the development of my plan."

"Okay, really." Paimeng understood a little, but not completely.

"Okay, how about you accompany me to Guyun Pavilion?" Zhongli said after the conversation.

"Hey? What is Zhongli going to do?" Paimeng asked curiously.

"Hey, after telling so many stories, it's inevitable that I miss those old friends."

"Old friends? Isn't Osel dead?" Ying asked after thinking of something.

"Although Osel is dead, there are more than one demon suppressed under Guyun Pavilion." Zhongli answered.