Genshin Impact: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable

Of course, Luo Qing hadn't expected a few words to inspire Nahida to rise up against the Akademiya immediately.

As much as he enjoyed teasing her, he wouldn't actually harm Sumeru's citizens just to force her hand.

If I ever tried something that extreme, she'd probably erase me from existence via the World Tree.

Watching her fall silent, Luo Qing decided not to press further. After saying a few parting words, his consciousness withdrew from the dream and returned to the Akasha.

Beyond Sumeru City, other places like Port Ormos and Aaru Village were similarly trapped in the Endless Dream.

The dreams floated like vivid, colorful bubbles across the Akasha, endlessly replaying the same day.

Luo Qing had no interest in these illusions, nor did he have any intention of interfering. Overthrowing the Akademiya and defeating Scaramouche's god-creation plan were Lumine's responsibilities, not his.

His focus was elsewhere: figuring out how to convince Nahida to preserve the Akasha system and integrate it into his own abilities.

The Akasha's capabilities were a perfect match for his mind-control expertise. If he could safeguard the system, he'd gain the power to manipulate anyone wearing an Akasha Terminal, no matter the distance.

And if the opportunity arose, studying the Dendro Gnosis wouldn't be off the table either.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Luo Qing prepared to withdraw his consciousness and return to a good night's rest.

But suddenly, from the dark edges of the Akasha, a faint green light flickered.

Small, weak, and unassuming—yet undeniably real.

It seemed to exist at the very heart of the Akasha, yet also impossibly far away.

"Huh?"

Glancing at the dream bubble where Nahida remained, Luo Qing noticed she was oblivious to the faint green glow.

She was still assisting Lumine and Paimon, helping them unravel the dream's mysteries.

She doesn't see it?

The anomaly intrigued him. Luo Qing had traversed the Akasha many times before, but this faint green glow had never appeared.

Is it because they're using everyone's collective wisdom tonight?

After a moment's hesitation, Luo Qing directed his consciousness toward the mysterious light.

He wasn't sure how long he traveled. By the time the dream bubbles were no more than faint specks of light behind him, the green glow still seemed impossibly distant.

But Luo Qing's instincts told him to keep going.

Something is waiting for me there... calling to me...

At last, the glow grew closer, as if sensing his presence and moving to meet him halfway.

The faint green light resolved into a small, translucent bubble, no larger than an egg.

Unlike the typical basketball-sized dream bubbles, this one was much smaller, and its shimmering surface was nearly as delicate as gossamer.

Peering into it, Luo Qing caught glimpses of a serene, verdant world:

A waterfall-fed lake cradled a lush green island.

On the island, vines and trees formed a cozy wooden cabin, its windows adorned with vibrant flowers.

A swing, crafted from vines and set amidst a field of radiant blossoms, swayed gently in the breeze.

And on the swing sat a graceful woman, humming softly to herself.

"Who is she?"

Luo Qing's breath caught.

The bubble's translucent surface distorted her figure slightly, obscuring her features, yet something about her presence felt deeply familiar.

Turning back toward the distant dreamscape, he saw no sign of Nahida following him. The dream bubbles shimmered faintly, now no more than stars on the horizon.

It's as if this light exists only for me...

With a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, Luo Qing reached out, pressing a fingertip gently against the bubble's surface.

The barrier dissolved into a stream of emerald light, drawing him into the scene within.

Inside the dream bubble, Luo Qing stood amidst the lush greenery, surrounded by the sound of birdsong and the scent of flowers.

The woman on the swing remained facing away, her delicate figure swaying slightly with the breeze.

For a moment, Luo Qing felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Have I seen this before?

It was like a memory from a distant past—or perhaps a vision of a future yet to come.

"Excuse me..." Luo Qing called out softly, stepping closer to the swing.

The woman stilled, the swing slowing to a gentle halt.

"You've finally come," she said, her voice clear and serene, like a stream flowing over smooth stones.

The woman turned to face him, and Luo Qing froze.

Her long, snow-white hair cascaded down her back, delicate and radiant as if crafted by nature itself.

Her emerald eyes, deep and kind, seemed to hold the wisdom of ages.

Her pale, flawless skin gleamed like polished jade, and her movements exuded an ethereal grace, like a leaf dancing in an autumn breeze.

As she rose and stepped toward him, her flowing skirt brushed the grass, her presence both gentle and commanding.

"Who... are you?" Luo Qing asked, though the answer already lingered in his mind.

The faint green glow, the serene beauty, the unmistakable air of divinity—there was no doubt.

"You already know, don't you?" she replied, her voice soft yet carrying a timeless depth.

"The Great Lord Rukkhadevata... Buer..."

She nodded, her emerald eyes locking onto his.

"Indeed," she said simply, her gaze seeming to pierce through time itself.

She stepped closer, her movements unhurried, and wrapped her arms around his waist. Resting her head lightly on his shoulder, she pulled him into an embrace.

"It's been so long, Luo Qing."

"..."

Luo Qing stood frozen, his mind racing to make sense of her words.

Did I hear that right?

The former Dendro Archon, dead for five centuries, was greeting him like an old friend?

How?!

He had only been in Teyvat for a little over a decade. How could he possibly have a connection to someone who had perished half a millennium ago?

"Do we... know each other?" Luo Qing asked cautiously.

"Yes..."

Buer released him from the embrace, taking a step back. Her emerald eyes, warm and distant, seemed to drift into memories far older than she was willing to share.

Her thoughts seemed to wander back to the Forbidden Cataclysm, the skies filled with crimson filth.

Back to the World Tree, where she had once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with a figure amidst the chaos.

"We don't just know each other," she said, her voice carrying a trace of amusement.

"...We've fought side by side."

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