Today, another banquet was held at the Jade Chamber.

The main purpose was, of course, to welcome the Cryo Archon.

Although the Cryo Archon had previously come in person to finalize the alliance agreement, at that time she was busy returning to deploy the Winter Forces.

She came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

She hadn't even seen Ryen once, nor had she visited the other world.

So it couldn't really be considered a formal participation in everyone's exploration of the world.

Now, however, the Cryo Archon had arrived with the Winter Forces to settle in, and she herself would stay for a while.

She had given Ryen a Seven Abyss Eyes belt and shared the Abyss Eye production methods with everyone.

From both emotional and practical perspectives, a banquet to welcome her was warranted.

Ryen sipped his wine and glanced at the horizon.

At this time, the Jade Chamber was located near Mount Aocang.

This area was the place Keqing had mentioned before—they planned to set up a trial ground here.

By fighting monsters here, one could get familiar with their own strength.

True to Keqing's efficient style, the trial ground had been completed some time ago.

The main area of Mount Aocang had been sealed by Zhongli and the immortals with an unprecedented mystical barrier—its strength almost comparable to the seal placed on Rutuo.

After all, this area was swarming with monsters. If anything went wrong, Liyue would be the first to suffer.

Inside Mount Aocang, one could see houses built from obsidian everywhere.

Within these obsidian structures were zombies, skeletons, creepers, witches…

and even a small squad of raiders.

Almost all the monsters of the MC main world, except for the Wither Storm, were stored here.

Ordinarily, this area was also open to some of the Qianyan Army to help train their combat skills.

But today, none of these monsters were released.

Within Mount Aocang, blue winds collided with purple-black lightning, and water trickled intermittently.

Tartaglia was enjoying his "one billion Mora per session" sparring opportunity.

The others weren't in a hurry, happily sitting at the Jade Chamber and gazing out.

As for the outcome of the battle…

There was no suspense.

No matter how lazy Venti got, he was still one of the top among the Archons. Unless he deliberately held back like he had against Rosalyne back then…

Tartaglia was lucky just to not be blown all the way to Inazuma by a single arrow.

But Venti, who had already taken Tartaglia's Mora, wouldn't put on a show.

Buying a guaranteed-lost battle for a billion Mora—Diluc and the others couldn't understand it.

Watching Venti casually dodge Tartaglia's attacks with an expression of disdain, casually swinging to unleash a cerulean storm that could smash Tartaglia against the mountains, the onlookers felt a bit helpless.

"This kind of battle-crazed mindset is really absurd,"

Hu Tao muttered, pouting.

"Rather than spending a billion Mora to get beat up, it'd be better to spend it on mortuary services at the Afterlife Hall!"

"With Tartaglia 's reckless style, he'll need it soon enough!"

"First, hold a funeral for him. Once he's resurrected with a Totem of Undying, wait until he dies again, and hold another one!"

Ryen couldn't help but chuckle, pinching Hu Tao's cheek teasingly:

"So, you think Tartaglia alone could handle all the business at the Afterlife Hall?"

"Hee hee… this hallmaster certainly thinks so!"

Hu Tao blinked mischievously.

"Don't you guys agree?"

Ryen was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Makes sense…"

Just as he said that, Tartaglia suddenly leapt into the air, floating up to the height of the Jade Chamber. He made eye contact with everyone mid-air before awkwardly plummeting back down.

Venti seemed to have gotten addicted to the game, repeatedly tossing Tartaglia into the air and letting him crash back down.

After what felt like an eternity, Tartaglia finally yelled for it to stop.

Having kept his Foul Legacy active for so long, he had completely exhausted his ability to move.

He could only be carried back to the Jade Chamber by Venti.

Collapsing face-first onto the table, Tartaglia looked at the wine glass in front of him with a complicated expression.

He had thought that with the Abyss Eyes strengthened, having drunk a Life Recovery Potion, and with his Foul Legacy active for over half an hour, even if he couldn't beat Venti, he shouldn't have lost so badly.

But in reality…

At the very beginning, when Venti was playing around, he could fight back a little. But once Venti got serious, Tartaglia could only passively take hits.

Venti happily patted Tartaglia on the shoulder.

"This job is so easy, Tartaglia. Next time you need help, just call me!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile.

In this battle experiment, Diluc got Mora, Venti got the wine, and only Tartaglia lost both money and dignity.

He grumpily complained:

"I still paid for this! Couldn't you go a bit easier?"

"Hee hee!"

Venti shrugged cheerfully.

"Going easy wouldn't really train you, would it?"

"Then why did you hold back when fighting Rosalyne back then?"

Venti chuckled and said nothing.

After all, he owed Rosalyne, and if he really had beaten her again… that would have been ridiculous.

Besides, the main reason he had acted back then was to quickly get rid of that hot potato, the Heart of God.

Now, there was no need to act. Why embarrass himself in front of so many people?

Venti also had his pride!

"Anyway, you've tried your Abyss Eyes now. How do they feel?"

Ryen leisurely sipped his wine, cheerfully watching Tartaglia.

Speaking of Abyss Eyes, Tartaglia immediately perked up.

He forced himself to grab an alchemy potion and drink it, then downed a bucket of milk to eliminate the residual Archon corruption.

In an instant, Tartaglia felt full of energy again.

"The effect is incredible!"

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