Record the contents of the forbidden stone tablet meticulously onto the Favonius Codex.
Wang Daoyi didn't touch the stone tablet; after all, no one knew if the last sacrificer had tampered with it.
After double-checking and confirming that he hadn't missed anything, Wang Daoyi left the temple.
Passing by the giant statues and coffins,
Wang Daoyi suddenly noticed several large blocks not far from the coffin.
"Is that... the remnants of the Wind of the Void?"
This should be one of the powers controlled by that sacrificer.
Gathering the remnants of the Wind of the Void, Wang Daoyi placed them in front of the sacrificer's coffin.
"The fierce wind is now a thing of the past. May you rest peacefully here!"
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Leaving the underground space and returning to Dvalin's lair.
As soon as he arrived, Wang Daoyi saw a green-haired bard sitting beside Dvalin.
"Ah, the chosen one of Morax, it seems you've had a good harvest!"
Babatos plucked the strings of his lyre as if singing.
Folding his gliders, Wang Daoyi felt a bit embarrassed. He hadn't thought about how to return when he went down just now.
The glider wing could glide, but they couldn't take off directly.
In the end, he used Zhongli's levitating rock plate and some basic knowledge of wind magic to barely fly back up.
"Yes, quite a fruitful harvest. All very useful knowledge."
Wang Daoyi didn't know if Babatos had gone down to look, so he answered vaguely.
Babatos didn't seem to be waiting for him; he just greeted Wang Daoyi briefly and disappeared into the sky on Dvalin.
"...I wanted to catch a ride on the anemo dragon!"
Grumbling to himself, Wang Daoyi could only start his journey back alone.
"Next, I must develop a flying skill. Without it, traveling is inconvenient. If I encounter cliffs and rugged terrain, it will be troublesome."
On the way, feeling exhausted from traveling, Wang Daoyi decided to develop a flying skill next.
"Hmm, without a flying skill, the Ley Line channels seem to offer teleportation effects. I just don't know where to find such knowledge!"
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A few days later, Wang Daoyi returned to Mondstadt, where the festivities were still ongoing. Everywhere was decorated with lights, and the scent of wine filled the air. As soon as he entered the city, Wang Daoyi's mouth watered.
Back in Liyue, he could drink alcohol. He often accompanied Zhongli to various banquets, where fine wines and delicacies were abundant.
But after coming to Mondstadt, although there was Xiangling, and the delicacies were still abundant, even better than in Liyue, he hadn't touched a drop of wine.
The people of Mondstadt kept their word; being underage, he really couldn't buy any alcohol, and even Xiangling couldn't buy any for him.
For the past half month, the only alcohol he could get was Xiangling's cooking wine, which unfortunately wasn't very palatable.
"No, it's been half a month already, and I'm about to return to Liyue. I have to have a drink, or when I'm asked later, I won't even know what Mondstadt wine tastes like!"
With that in mind, Wang Daoyi changed direction towards Angel's Share.
With the largest supply of wines in Mondstadt, even during the daytime, Angel's Share was still bustling with guests. Wang Daoyi squeezed into the tavern and saw a certain someone, pleading with Master Diluc.
"Considering our cooperation in dealing with Dvalin, Master Diluc, please give me another drink, just one, I beg you!"
The bard, in his pitiful state, lacked the divine dignity he had when he didn't interact with him. It was as if a drunkard was wailing—not just any drunkard, but indeed a drunkard.
The aloof redhead, with a tablecloth in hand, was wiping a wine glass.
"You've used this excuse to ask for three hundred cups of Dawn Winery wine since you returned a few days ago. Why don't you go earn some mora on the square first before coming to the tavern?"
Although he knew Venti's identity, Master Diluc was still unfazed and bluntly refused the bard.
Wang Daoyi struggled to approach the bar.
"The Knights pay each of you three hundred thousand mora, right? Venti, don't you have any?"
Sitting on a high stool at the bar, Wang Daoyi smiled and spoke, extending his hand discreetly towards the Dawn Winery wine next to him.
"Smack!"
The tablecloth hit Wang Daoyi's hand accurately, and Master Diluc remained expressionless.
"Of course, he received it. After paying off the debts of dozens of taverns in the city, he now owes only twelve thousand mora for the wine from Angel's Share!"
"Huh?"
Wang Daoyi withdrew his hand that had been hit, incredulously looking at Venti.
"A glass of apple cider only costs twenty mora, but how did you accumulate debts of several hundred thousand?"
Venti tossed hos hair proudly.
"I'm the best bard in Teyvat and defeated a dragon. Of course, I have to reward myself. So, naturally, I drink the best wine in Mondstadt. Just a little debt, I can pay it off soon. I'm going to perform on the square later, telling the story of the hero fighting dragons. Everyone will love it!"
Then he turned to Diluc. "Master Diluc, please, just one more glass for me, please. I promise to pay off the debt as soon as possible."
The rich redhead glanced at the two of them, wondering if they thought he couldn't see what they were doing so obviously. Well, since this drunkard was their own god, and this traveler was a hero of Mondstadt, he would allow them to have a little indulgence.
Without expression, he put away the mora bag and casually glanced at it. Whether it was enough or not, he threw it into the cash register.
Then he took out ten bottles of beautifully packaged Dawn Winery wine from the wine cabinet.
"Good wine is good, but don't overdo it. Remember to visit the winery when you return to Liyue; Adelinde has prepared some gifts for you!"
Receiving the Dawn Winery wine handed over by Diluc, Wang Daoyi nodded and smiled, "Housekeeper Adelindeis too kind. Then I thank Master Diluc in advance!"
"No need to be polite; Adelinde likes you both very much!"
Politeness, what's that? Wang Daoyi didn't know at all. Turning around, he went to the Dawn Winery to freeload.
(End of chapter)