"Did you ever ask them what they wanted?"
Anxi looked at Domon and questioned him.
"Master… back when you saved me from those pirates, I decided that I would follow in your footsteps for the rest of my life."
"I don't know whether I'll end up suffering like you one day."
"But I do know that right now… I still don't want to stop moving forward."
Domon's female disciple looked at him seriously as she voiced her thoughts.
"I want the day to come when I can proudly raise my head and tell everyone…"
"That I am Master's disciple."
"That I am an inheritor of the Bright Mirror Still Water Style!"
The female disciple placed both hands at her waist and looked firmly at Domon.
"It's not just junior sister…"
"We all think that way, actually."
The male disciple nodded in agreement.
"You all…"
Domon's expression grew complicated.
"See? You can entrust your ambitions to them."
Anxi spread his hands and spoke to Domon.
"I've never experienced what it feels like to have one's ambition stolen away, so I can't truly understand it."
"But when I was easily defeated by you back then…"
"I also heard the sound of my own ambition shattering."
"But… just as I entrusted my own ambition to you…"
"You can also place your ambitions upon them."
As Anxi spoke, he looked toward Domon's two disciples.
"You're different from me. When I left back then, I had nothing."
"But at the very least, you still have so many outstanding disciples."
Anxi crossed his arms and looked at Domon.
"…I understand now."
Domon seemed to suddenly realize something.
The last traces of madness and cloudiness in his eyes gradually faded away.
"I'm sorry. As the head of the Bright Mirror Still Water Style…"
"I caused all of you to worry."
Domon let out a breath, then looked apologetically at his two disciples.
"As I am now, I no longer cling to the obsession of becoming the greatest swordsman under heaven…"
"The emptiness and pain in my heart cannot be erased. It's difficult for me to remain free of distracting thoughts."
Domon spread his hands as he spoke. Even his tone sounded far more weathered than before.
"But as your master…"
"I will still pass all the knowledge and skills I've learned in my lifetime onto you."
"Senior brother, I ask you to supervise me in this."
Domon turned toward Anxi and placed one hand over his chest respectfully.
"Haha, alright."
"I'll naturally keep an eye on you. Otherwise, who knows if you'll go crazy again one day…"
Anxi laughed and teased him.
"But I've already grown accustomed to the carefree life of drifting clouds and wandering cranes, so I won't stay at the dojo."
"I'll just occasionally drop by to see whether you're slacking off."
"What are you standing around for? Thank Lady Yae and then head home."
Anxi reminded the stunned Domon.
Hearing this, Domon and his two disciples turned toward Yae Miko, who had remained silent the entire time, and bowed respectfully.
Just as the Bright Mirror Still Water group finished expressing their thanks and turned to leave—
Qiuqian, who had remained silent for a long time, finally spoke.
Looking at Domon's back, he called out to him.
That single sentence stopped not only Domon's group in their tracks—
Even Lumine, Paimon, and Yae Miko all turned to look at Qiuqian.
"Mr. Domon."
"Would you allow me to examine your current condition?"
Qiuqian stepped forward a few paces and asked.
"Since you are Lady Yae's honored guest, then naturally there's no problem."
"However… how exactly does Mr. Qiuqian intend to examine me?"
Domon looked at him with a weathered expression.
"Very simple."
"Mr. Domon doesn't need to do anything at all. Just stand there."
As Qiuqian finished speaking, several nearly invisible patterns gradually appeared within his eyes.
But this time—
A faint crimson glow also seemed to flicker within them.
Soon after, white energy began to emerge around Qiuqian's body.
Within that white aura flowed thin strands of crimson energy.
And inside those crimson strands were countless faintly shimmering particles of light.
Even Qiuqian's hair and robes slowly began to float upward despite the absence of any wind.
Seeing this scene, even someone as experienced as Domon revealed a shocked expression.
Not to mention his two disciples and senior brother.
The moment they saw the power radiating from Qiuqian, they were equally stunned.
Lady Yae's honored guest truly was no ordinary person.
"Holy crap, this is way too cool!"
"The last time we saw a scene like this was when Qiuqian fought the Obscuring Demon God!"
"The color of son-in-law's power is seriously gorgeous."
The moment Xuehua saw this scene, she immediately started smashing the screenshot button frantically.
[Whenever Guixu releases his power, his aura becomes unbelievably immortal-like]
[So what exactly is son-in-law trying to examine about Domon?]
[666, instant Sage Mode activation]
[Bro above, I'm begging you (covering face)]
Domon looked at Qiuqian nervously.
But the moment his eyes met Qiuqian's gentle yet profound gaze, that nervousness gradually disappeared.
"Hmm…"
Qiuqian stared at Domon as though deep in thought.
He had left Teyvat three thousand years ago.
Back then, Visions didn't even exist yet.
And not long ago, after examining Kazuha's friend's Vision, he had already basically understood the essence of Visions themselves.
However—
He had never before observed someone after losing a Vision.
Nor had he understood the exact state such a person would be in.
I see…
As though finally understanding something, Qiuqian withdrew the power surrounding him.
"Thank you, Mr. Domon."
"I've more or less learned everything I wanted to know."
Qiuqian thanked him calmly.
"Uh… it was nothing."
"Then Mr. Qiuqian… may we leave now?"
Domon looked at the seemingly inhuman Qiuqian and asked cautiously.
Qiuqian smiled and nodded.
Only after receiving that nod did Domon finally leave the Grand Narukami Shrine with his senior brother and disciples.
"No, wait!"
"He just released his power, stared at Domon for a few seconds, and suddenly understood everything?!"
"That's not even the main point—the real issue is WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU UNDERSTAND?!"
Seeing son-in-law's incomprehensible actions, Xuehua's curiosity was practically overflowing.
It felt exactly like when your friend says:
'Hey, I encountered something crazy today.'
Then after getting your curiosity completely hooked—
They suddenly refuse to continue talking.
That feeling made Xuehua feel unbearably frustrated.
[So what exactly did son-in-law figure out? (covering face)]
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