Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Ten Boxes Half The Price!
Scaramouche's frail body was now completely encased in a web of test tubes, as if the cold glass had fused with him, burrowing deep into his flesh.
Each tube shimmered with a strange glow, the liquid inside exuding a chilling, sinister aura.
Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps echoed through the silence like a stone dropped into still water.
Scaramouche's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, bloodshot and filled with rage and hatred.
"Aven…turine!"
When he saw who it was, he squeezed the name through gritted teeth, his voice low and hoarse, like a roar from the depths of hell.
Shajin waved with an easy smile.
"Yo, Scaramucci. You're looking surprisingly lively, considering the circumstances~"
Scaramouche's body instinctively tensed, ready to strike. But just as he was about to move, a sharp thought shot through his mind—he was at a critical stage of the God Creation Project. He couldn't afford even the slightest mistake!
With that in mind, he forcibly suppressed the volcanic fury raging within him, clenched his teeth, and chose to endure.
Following the principle of "out of sight, out of mind," Scaramouche simply closed his eyes again, refusing to look at the irritating face in front of him.
At the same time, he swore a venomous oath in his heart.
Just wait, Aventurine. When I ascend to godhood, I'll make sure you're shattered to pieces—body, soul, and spirit!
Thankfully, he kept that threat to himself. If he'd dared say it aloud, Shajin would probably have burst into uncontrollable laughter on the spot.
After all, it sounded utterly ridiculous in the current situation—comically out of place.
Suddenly, Scaramouche froze like a crashed machine, standing rigid and motionless. Shajin found the whole thing quite boring—he'd hoped for at least some kind of entertaining reaction.
With a sigh, he shook his head and gently took Furina's hand, turning to leave the stronghold.
"Fufu, it's time we headed off to Liyue~"
Hearing this, Furina glanced nervously at the fierce, thuggish-looking people around her, shuddered, and quickly ducked behind Shajin's broad back like a startled bunny.
...
After a long journey, they finally arrived in the beautiful, mysterious land of Liyue.
"So this is Liyue…"
Furina squatted by a crystal-clear stream, gazing around curiously. The water flowed gently, producing a crisp and soothing murmur.
In the pool beneath the stream, schools of brightly colored fish swam freely—some in pairs, others in playful clusters, chasing each other or gliding side by side like they were attending a cheerful underwater party.
Now and then, a mischievous little fish would leap out of the water, tracing a graceful arc through the air before splashing back down, scattering droplets that sparkled like pearls.
Under the sunlight, the droplets glittered like dazzling fireworks in the night sky.
Golden beams of sunlight pierced through the thick foliage overhead, casting down like divine pillars onto the still water.
The golden rays danced with the rippling green waves, forming countless shimmering patches of light on the surface.
Some looked like round lotus leaves, others like long willow fronds;
Some were as wide as plates, others as small as coins. They swayed with the breeze, blinking and shifting like living things.
The whole scene took on a dreamy, magical quality—enough to enchant anyone who laid eyes on it.
Shajin stood by the shore, admiring the picturesque view with great interest.
He squinted slightly, scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he pointed into the distance.
"Over there—that's Qingce Village! Famous for its high-quality tea. I'm quite fond of the place."
"Just follow this path straight ahead, and you'll reach Liyue Harbor~"
But to his surprise, when he turned around, Furina had already sprinted ahead without him.
She waved both arms enthusiastically.
"You slowpoke! Hurry up, hurry up!"
Shajin sighed and shook his head, though a smile tugged at his lips.
"All right, all right, no need to rush—we're coming, aren't we~"
...
As Furina wandered through the lively, bustling streets of Qingce Village, curiously taking everything in, a loud, cheerful shout suddenly rang out nearby.
"Hey there, customer! Over here! Care for some tea?"
She turned to see a burly tea vendor beaming and waving energetically, as if terrified she might overlook him.
Furina approached hesitantly, eyeing both the vendor and the array of tea packages neatly displayed at his stall.
Seeing her interest, the vendor launched into his pitch.
"Beautiful lady, you're in luck—our tea is the best around! All handpicked from the nearby mountain gardens, freshly roasted with care!"
As he spoke, he picked up a packet and held it out for her to smell.
Furina gently took it, brought it to her nose, and inhaled. A delicate, refreshing fragrance wafted in, instantly soothing her.
She remembered what Shajin had told her earlier—tea was one of Liyue's specialties.
Nodding with a smile, she said, "Mmm… Sounds wonderful. I'll take one pack, then~"
The vendor rubbed his hands together eagerly.
"Good choice! But you're in luck—it's the Moonchase Festival, and we've got a big sale going on!"
"Three boxes—10% off! Four boxes—20% off! And ten boxes—HALF PRICE! The more you buy, the bigger the discount~!"
Furina's head spun from the sudden onslaught of deals. She had no idea how many she should buy.
"Wait… you're saying the more I buy, the cheaper it gets?"
The vendor patted his chest with pride.
"My word is my bond! I swear on the name of… the Gambling Saint!!!"
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