NCCnovel Chapter 541 Engraving True History
Chapter 541 Engraving True History
Xu Ning walked into the main hall, the salt grains under his feet making a soft rustling sound, the first sound in the quiet room in a thousand years.
But what Xu Ning heard now was not the sound of footsteps, but the faint sobs.
Apart from hearing Beidou's cries on the day the village chief passed away, and hearing Chiyo's cries in Inazuma, Xu Ning had never heard any other girl cry.
The crying that was echoing in his ears was something Xu Ning was certain he had never heard before, but it felt strangely familiar, especially the distinctive breathy sound of the person making the cry, which he seemed to have heard often at some point in his life.
"Have you heard crying?"
Xu Ning turned around and asked Wan Yan and Zhong Li behind him.
Wan Yan did not answer Xu Ning's question; all her attention was focused on the statue in the center of the hall.
The statue is bent forward with its hands outstretched, as if it is trying to pierce something into the air.
Zhongli, who was behind Xu Ning, heard Xu Ning's question and comforted him, saying, "It's just a wisp of resentment. It will gradually disappear after you receive it."
Xu Ning gave a bitter smile. "She cried so hard, and I felt like I owed her something. It hurt me a lot."
"This...this is unbelievable...how can I believe this is impossible..."
Holding the two broken sword pieces, Wan Yan looked at the statue in the center from afar and suddenly screamed hysterically.
Xu Ning was already annoyed by the crying when he heard Wan Yan's cry. He took two steps over, snatched the broken sword with the hilt from her hand, and placed it into the statue that was bent forward.
The entire statue suddenly became complete and vivid, and Xu Ning could even clearly imagine the scene at that time.
A man walked up behind Heuria, the goddess of salt, drew his longsword, and plunged it into her back.
The severely wounded god didn't even make a move to retaliate, but the uncontrolled power of the god on the verge of death easily turned the attacker into a salt sculpture, permanently recording the moment of its betrayal.
In the final moments of his life, the dying god focused all his energy on suppressing the rampaging power within him, crying out to everyone to leave this place quickly.
As the uncontrolled divine power exploded, the merciful god's body was reduced to nothing but salt grains scattered across the ground. His people, who hadn't managed to escape, were also covered by the thick layer of salt grains in endless regret.
"This is the final scene. Herria's body has been completely destroyed, leaving only a few grains of salt."
"In the aftermath of the story, the people of the Salt God who had not suffered this calamity left this place and went to Liyue to ask for the protection of the Liyue Emperor. Their descendants were afraid of the remnants of the demon god left by Heuria, fearing that He would cast an eternal curse on them."
"So they returned here, broke the sword in half, and enshrined it once more..."
Hearing Zhongli recount the past in detail, Xu Ning sneered, "Even at the very end, they used their strength to suppress the rampage of their power. How could they possibly still harbor resentment? They are truly petty-minded..."
Wan Yan shook her head. "Even so... I won't accept it. Why would they do this? Were they acting under someone's orders?"
"Because they believed in the cruelty of war and did not want her to suffer the torment after defeat, they simply granted her a relative relief."
"A false history, a hoax, it's all a lie, don't try to shake my faith..."
Wanyan threw down the broken sword she was holding and finally ran out crying.
Xu Ning picked up the broken sword from the ground, then pulled the broken sword from the statue's hand. He turned to Zhong Li and said with a wry smile, "What a cowardly and shameless bunch of people Herria sheltered. I really feel sorry for her."
Zhongli nodded slightly. "A long, long time ago, Heulia's story was also a warning to me. There is really no benefit in believing in a dead god, whether it is Heulia or the Rock King Emperor."
"What should we do with these salt cups, salt rulers, and broken swords?"
Xu Ning actually really liked the things left behind by the gods. The two guys who could have owned them were driven away for violating the contract. Now Xu Ning just wanted to find a reason to legitimately convert them into his own.
However, the Emperor before them gave a completely different answer.
“Take them to Guyun Pavilion and throw them into the sea.”
Xu Ning glanced at the Emperor in surprise, then shamelessly laughed, "Your Majesty, it's too much trouble for me to fish it out after you throw it down. Just give it to me. I don't intend to do business with it; consider it a souvenir for Herria."
Xu Ning was prepared to be scolded by the Emperor, but the Emperor looked up and thought for a moment before saying, "That's even better."
Just as Xu Ning was surprised that the Emperor agreed so readily, Zhongli spoke up again.
“I have always wondered how to record the history that I ended, since I personally brought an era to an end.”
"Moreover, history can be recorded, but it is not reliable. This incident has proven this point. Time has a powerful force, and history can be distorted over time."
"I need to find a better record to etch the true history."
Xu Ning suddenly remembered one of Inazuma's quirky personalities and reported to the Emperor, "In Liyue, there's a place called Yaedo, and the person in charge seems to be doing the opposite of what you, Emperor. She writes all of history into novels and then makes them fun and interesting..."
Zhongli hadn't expected there to be such a guy, and couldn't help but give a wry smile.
“We in Liyue respect history and don’t play by the rules. While the Rock can also record things, the seemingly unchanging Rock and the world may one day disappear. So I hope you can take my place and record all the records truthfully.”
Xu Ning smiled wryly and said, "I'll tell you a fact, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at by the Emperor, but I might not even live as long as you."
Zhongli tilted his head and glanced at Xu Ning. "I believe I haven't misjudged you. By obtaining these past events, you've essentially left a backup for Teyvat. This is crucial, and you'll understand it later."
"Alright, you can leave now. I want to stay here quietly and remember the people who have passed away. If you're still interested in these old stories, I'll take you to see another old friend next time."
After Xu Ning nodded in agreement, he threw the salt cup, salt ruler, and broken sword into the Dust Concealment Cave.
After leaving the Salt Flats, Xu Ning found a teleportation point nearby and went straight back to Liyue Harbor.
"Ningguang, come and see what good thing I brought you? Uh, why are you all sitting here?"
As soon as Xu Ning stepped into the gate of Qunyu Pavilion, he saw Ningguang, Beidou, and Yelan sitting around a table, all of them with somewhat amused expressions.
This made Xu Ning a little uneasy.
Beidou undoubtedly knew about my trip to the Pearl Pavilion, and it was she who told me this information.
Ye Lan, the intelligence chief, naturally knew this as well, and she could also prove that her actions were innocent.
Then what do I have to be afraid of!
Xu Ning walked confidently to the table, took out the wine glass he had taken from Clement from his pocket, and placed it in front of Ningguang. "This is your collection. I saw it and got it back for you."
Ningguang gently picked up the cup with her slender, jade-like fingers and played with it for a while before suddenly speaking with a smile: "I heard you're getting married?"
Xu Ning, who had been so self-righteous just moments before, was suddenly taken aback. "What are you talking about? How... how did I get married?"
Yelan chimed in, "According to rumors from Liyue Harbor, it's said that Lord Xu Ning said in front of everyone that getting married is no big deal. Whether it's sooner or later, this day will come, and the wedding feast won't keep everyone waiting too long."
Xu Ning was taken aback. "Why does this sound so familiar? It sounds like something I said. Uh, no, this is what I said to Tide, that sea king. Screw him, that son of a bitch dared to make up stories about me and change what I said."
Yelan smiled and said, "No matter what, the whole of Liyue Harbor is buzzing with excitement right now. Everyone is saying that Lord Xu Ning is getting married, and we all know who he's going to marry without even asking. Everyone has to start preparing in advance."
"But I have no idea who I should marry. Perhaps Lord Xu Ning could give me some guidance so that I can have Shang Hua and the others prepare as soon as possible."
Xu Ning broke out in a cold sweat after being teased by Ye Lan.
So everyone was here; they were trying to force me out!
Is getting married a bit too early? Am I really going to settle down in Teyvat?
Although Ningguang and Beidou have personal relationships with me, cough cough, would they be willing to openly marry and share a husband?
And do I really have to answer this question right now?
"Oh dear, is this question so difficult to answer? Lord Xu Ning, you wouldn't be planning to back out after you've done your job, would you? Or have you seen something new at the Pearl Pavilion and are now dissatisfied with the service at home?"
Ningguang and Beidou were sitting there smiling, enjoying Xu Ning's predicament. However, after Yelan's blunt words, Beidou was fine, but Ningguang, who was thin-skinned, immediately stood up.
"Alright, stop teasing him. Ye Lan, get your men moving and suppress these rumors as quickly as possible. Xu Ning, go to Yujingtai and find your brother and Paimeng. They must have something urgent to tell you."
Upon hearing Ningguang's arrangement, Yelan immediately curled her lips, "I think this is a good opportunity to go with the flow. Why do you have to stop it? If we wait a few more years, who knows how many people this kid will offend!"
Ningguang frowned. "That's none of your business. Go now!"
Ye Lan chuckled, "If you're really that carefree, I might just get involved too... Alright, alright, don't get angry, I'll leave."
Xu Ning wiped the cold sweat from his brow, took out a salt cup from his pocket, handed it to Ning Guang, and explained its use and origin.
Ningguang laughed and said, "I've been storing up a treasure trove of ore in my spare time, and those old fogies from the Huishan Hall have come to me crying several times, saying that I'm ruining the Liyue market. Now that you've brought this over, the guys from the Yinyuan Hall will surely come to block the door and cry too. It's better not to reveal it yet."