Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

"Eh? Can you really understand?"

Paimon was surprised to find that the originally restless hillbillies suddenly became quiet.

Jiraiya just gently stroked the head of the Rock Helmet King. This huge creature seemed to have become a child longing for comfort in Jiraiya's eyes.

"Don't worry, except for the feet of this big guy, other places are not that deep. At most, it will reach their necks. After two hours, it will basically be solved."

Jiraiya said as he picked up the seriously ill woman again and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Well, how come you, the lecherous sage, can make the hillbillies understand what you say? Are you the god of the hillbillies worshipped by the hillbillies?!" Paimon flew all the way to Jiraiya's side.

Big doubts in a small body.

"Hey, what is the god of the Paimon Chow people? It doesn't exist at all, right?"

"But, but, the seven human kingdoms all have their own gods to worship, so the Hillbillies should have their own gods too, right?"

The Hill Culverts... the remnants of Kanreya, a country that was once a human kingdom. Has a kingdom destroyed by God ever been protected by God?

"Hey, you little thing. I've changed my identity several times in your place. When will you confirm my identity for me?"

"Ah, I'm so angry! I told you I'm not some little thing! You lecherous immortal, remember this! My name is Paimon!"

"Okay, little one. Remember that little one."

"Landful Immortal!!!"

Listening to the two people quarreling, the traveler just felt a headache. Normally, just having Paimon alone was enough to deal with, and now there was another weirdo.

The woman, who looked extremely weak, actually had a smile on her face. This scene was so heartwarming... Dad must have teased me like this before.

There are many peaks in Jueyunjian, each of which is as steep as a pen tip. Since ancient times, there has been only one road to Huashan. It seems that this place in Jueyunjian is not a special feature.

"Oh, what a peaceful and tranquil place. Perfect for retreating with Tsunade after this mission is over."

Jiraiya looked at the clouds that seemed within reach and the cranes flying among the stone forests, and he actually had the idea of ​​retiring to Mount Zhongnan.

"Lecherous Immortal, the Traveler and I will go back first! You protect her first!"

Paimon waved his little hands, and the next moment he disappeared from Jiraiya's sight under the teleportation anchor point.

"Oh? It really disappeared? Could it be that I was teleported here by this thing? It's a bit like a summoning technique? Could it be that I, the great Toad Sage Jiraiya, am also someone else's summoning beast?"

Jiraiya was wondering about the strange device in front of him, a pillar that was suspended for some unknown reason, and on top of the pillar was a carving of a man who looked extremely handsome and steady.

Jiraiya stared at the Emperor's statue on the teleportation anchor point, thinking for a moment with a slightly thoughtful look, and then said: "Well, this guy's appearance is really comparable to mine."

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle. Where does your self-confidence come from?"

Jiraiya was studying Teyvat's teleportation anchor point when he heard the voices of several people behind him.

Those guys were almost all wearing masks and were unusually tall. Even a tall man like Jiraiya looked extremely short in comparison.

There were men and women, fat and thin, with all kinds of weapons. There were sixteen people in total, but if they were divided by uniforms, they could be divided into eight types.

Jiraiya did not seem surprised at the arrival of these people, but the woman next to him showed a look of horror.

"You guys have been following me all the way. Do you have any advice for me?" Jiraiya is truly a hero. He is clearly alone, yet he has the momentum of thousands of troops.

The person in charge of the conversation was an extremely tall woman. She made a triangle with her hands and then went into a space that looked like a mirror, and then came out one meter away from Jiraiya.

Bloodline limit? Or space ninjutsu? Looks like he'll be a troublesome guy.

Jiraiya's tall body only reached the woman's chest in front of her, as if he was inferior to her in momentum.

"Please wipe the blood and saliva from your nose first." Although I couldn't see her facial expression, I could clearly detect the extremely disgusted tone of this woman.

"Oh, sorry, sorry. I just can't help myself. Ahem, let's get down to business."

"Your strength is obvious to all. We have also contacted the executive officer, Mr. Rich, and we do not want to conflict with you.

I'm sure you also know that the relationship between Inazuma and the Fatui has reached a freezing point. I don't think you are willing to become an enemy of the Fatui at this critical juncture, right?"

The woman's voice was steady and powerful, and it seemed that she had been trained in a lot of sophisticated diplomatic terminology.

But what she didn't expect was that the old man in front of her asked with a puzzled look on his face: "The Fatui? Inazuma? Can you explain what they are? Sorry, I'm a foreigner and don't know much about this place. I haven't had time to learn."

Jiraiya took out a notebook and looked like he was going to take notes. But the cover of the notebook... was a little unreliable. It was the latest version of "Intimate Paradise" that Kakashi had been dreaming about!

"You are fooling me! How could there be someone in the entire continent of Teyvat who doesn't know about the Fatui?"

Yes, now the Fatui are everywhere in the world just like the Fatui and the mint. Where can there be no Fatui!

"You can't say that. Even a name as famous as this immortal has not been heard of by some people. It's really disrespectful to say that a beautiful lady like you has not been heard of."

"Oh, you have a good vision. In that case, sir, please move aside and leave this place to us."

"Hey, why rush? It's a great blessing in life to chat with a beautiful woman like you for a few more words..."

Before Jiraiya could finish his words, he suddenly found a sharp blade on his chest, piercing straight through it.

"Really? Why waste time talking to an old man like this? We, the Fatui, should act in a domineering manner." A man suddenly appeared behind Jiraiya and his figure gradually emerged.

He is one of the Fatui's debt collectors, or debt collectors. He is so eager to take action, is he jealous?

Just when the debt collector was feeling smug, Jiraiya, who had been stabbed in front of him, suddenly turned into a ball of white mist and disappeared.

"Fake? When?" The maid Jingzang looked around in horror. Even the woman who had been showing a look of fear just now turned into a wisp of mist and disappeared without a trace.

The fat fool of the Fatui suddenly started crying loudly.

"Wow! He died and turned into a ghost! He's coming to seek revenge on us!"

The Fatui holding the Scepter of Rock shouted in dissatisfaction: "Don't be silly! This is fake! We have been fooled! He must have sent the fake one to the Hillilch camp. The real one must have already arrived there!"

"What? The Executive Officer, Doctor, will definitely "recycle" us and make us the blood and tears of the Northland Bank!"

"No!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go over there quickly!"