Genshin x Minecraft: Building the Temple of Virtue

"Indeed. Although the old man no longer intervenes, not a single demon god dares underestimate his strength."

"Back at the Seven Archons gathering, Beelzebul and that Pyro Archon thought the old man's reputation as a Martial God was too great, so they both fought him once."

Lumine perked up, curious:

"And what was the outcome?"

"Well…"

Venti shrugged.

"The Pyro Archon lasted forty strikes before being defeated. Beelzebul did a bit better, surviving over a hundred strikes."

"Although neither of them used elemental power, no one would think that the demon god who lasted the longest had weak abilities, right?"

"Even when the two of them attacked him together, the old man subdued them both within two hundred strikes."

"It was from that point on that all demon gods—and even the Seven Archons—recognized him as the foremost demon god, and the title Martial God was well-deserved."

"To be honest, I even think the old man had transcended the limits of demon gods."

"Xiao's spear techniques are now unmatched in all of Liyue, but you should know that Xiao's spear skills were also taught by the old man."

"In your minds, the old man is mostly the Geo Archon, the God of Contracts.

"But in the hearts of all demon gods, the old man is first and foremost the Martial God."

Hearing this, everyone was impressed.

It was the first time they had heard such a straightforward account of Zhongli in ancient times.

They gained a deeper understanding of what being a Martial God really meant.

Subduing enemies below demon god level was nothing special.

Soloing a demon god was average.

But to reverse the tide even when outnumbered—and even grind your enemies down—that is beyond normal description.

Ayaka was secretly shocked. She had considered that the Raiden Shogun might not defeat Zhongli,

but she never imagined it would be so effortlessly suppressed.

Lumine, too, pondered whether she could defeat Zhongli once she fully recovered her strength.

"Those are all old stories, not worth mentioning…"

Zhongli sighed, looking somewhat melancholic:

"When the Four Great Demon Gods attacked, I didn't defeat them easily either. So many old friends perished… I barely managed to defeat them while heavily wounded."

Venti rolled his eyes.

"Using Lumine's words, quit showing off, old man. Your immortals are about to be revived anyway."

"Besides, when you faced those four demon gods, in any other nation, you would have been qualified to win the Demon God War and ascend as one of the Seven Archons."

Zhongli didn't care about the strength of those demon gods, but when Venti mentioned that the immortals could be revived, Zhongli smiled.

Of course, whether that happiness was amplified by Xiao and the others showering him with excessive praise… no one knew.

Paimon scratched her cheek, still confused.

How could a dignified Martial God, the strongest among demon gods, and even among all of Teyvat except Celestia, end up freeloading?

Ridiculous!

A gust of wind flashed past, and Ryen returned to the cliff.

Seeing everyone chatting and laughing, he curiously asked:

"What were you talking about?"

Seeing Ryen, everyone suddenly remembered that there was an even more "bugged" existence here.

Ryen…

This was someone who could punch through the very laws of Teyvat.

Even more absurd, he had no elemental power at all—pure physical strength capable of shattering mountains and rivers.

If anyone was outrageous, it was this guy.

"Speaking of the Archon's strength…"

Ningguang spoke softly.

"Zhongli's strength!"

Ryen clicked his tongue and said quietly:

"Indeed, very strong! When the two of us went to the Dark Sea, I personally saw him impale a newly ascended demon god with a single spear."

"He summoned 'Planet Befall' and smashed three demon gods at once. When those demon gods saw him, they immediately tucked their tails and ran."

To others, Ryen was clearly praising Zhongli's strength.

But Zhongli thought back to the day he saw Ryen throw a single punch and shook his head wryly.

Only those who had seen Ryen unleash his full-strength punch could understand the magnitude of that impact.

The very space itself had been shattered…

Even the three demon gods that Ryen said had escaped were incidentally crushed by that punch.

Compared to that, Zhongli's own feats seemed almost trivial.

"So, Ryen, if you fought Zhongli…"

Paimon, ever eager for drama, asked.

Before Ryen could answer, Zhongli shook his head.

"I would die…"

Everyone went silent, and after a while, rationally let the topic drop.

Zhongli's strength was beyond comprehension. Trying to imagine Ryen's power was pointless.

He far exceeded them, whether by a thousand times or ten thousand—there was no meaningful difference.

Ryen pointed at the shattered land below and said with pride:

"Look at my results. How's that? Pretty awesome, right?"

Lisa glanced down. The ground was littered with monster materials, and the blood-colored lightning still crackled across the surface.

This place seemed to have become a land of death.

"Indeed, very impressive…"

Lisa nodded in approval, letting out a light laugh:

"I just wonder… would you let me try this staff, Ryen?"

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