Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"stop!"

In the distance, an old voice was heard, carrying with it great anxiety and tremendous rage, and it came with a powerful pressure, even causing endless shocks again and cracking the earth.

The captain, who was still weighing his options, retreated repeatedly, and was forced back a thousand feet by the might before he stopped. Then he looked at the old, hunched figure and said calmly, "Is this the immortal from Liyue?"

That figure stood in the void and could actually walk on the air. Her hair was like silver, her back was hunched, and she looked like she was seventy years old, a rare age in human history.

"I am an old lady and an immortal, but I am also my disciple's master!" This person was none other than Grandma Ping. She opened her eyes which were slightly narrowed as usual, emitting a terrifying aura, as if she could suppress everything with a flip of her hand.

The captain stood on the ground and said calmly, "Does the Immortal want to seek justice for your disciple?"

Grandma Ping snorted coldly, and suddenly there was a thunderous explosion. Her eyes were filled with extreme anger, and she scolded loudly: "So what?"

The captain clasped his hands together and continued, "In a martial arts competition, there is no regret in life or death!"

Grandma Ping snorted and sneered, "Then I'll kill you, or beat you into a state like my apprentice, and throw you to the Kingdom of Winter. And I'll tell the Ice God the same thing?"

The captain was full of fighting spirit, not caring about the threat, and said calmly: "The final result of my battle with the immortals will only be a loss for both sides."

Grandma Ping's sneer continued, "Heh, but don't forget, this is in Liyue. The outcome of your suggestion of both sides suffering losses will definitely not be a loss for both sides!"

The captain remained silent because it was indeed the truth.

Grandma Ping then spoke up, saying that she would not be able to calm down until the man was beaten, and she wanted to ask the Emperor to act as a witness.

Before the being in the clouds could say anything, the captain interrupted and expressed his thoughts first.

"I can understand that the immortal wants to regain face for his disciples. This time it was indeed me who offended first. You go ahead!" After the captain said this, he really stood still, upright and honest, and did what he said.

Grandma Ping was quick-eyed and quick-handed. Her first move was swift and powerful. She struck down with a thunderous blow, instantly destroying the man's figure. Her power was terrifying, incomparable to what she had just done.

In that place, cracks appeared on the captain's mask, his black hair fluttered without wind, and blood was oozing from his mouth, but on the surface he did not seem to have suffered much damage.

"Immortal, do you want to break my bones?" asked the captain.

Grandma Ping said coldly: "I will treat you the same way you treated my disciple. This is an unchanging rule for thousands of years. But it's a pity that I couldn't hurt you this time. What a pity!"

The reason she said it was a pity was, of course, because she knew that this was the biggest concession the Emperor could make. Although she really wanted to beat this man up and vent her anger for her disciple, it was not a good idea for her to intervene.

“Leave Liyue, now!” Grandma Ping turned and left, hurried to check on her apprentice’s injuries.

The captain didn't understand what was going on, so he just clenched his fist again and then fled at high speed, because he really felt the enormous pressure, and there was no point in staying since he had already competed.

"His fearless attack... is still of some use." The captain reached out and touched his back.

That place was not injured by the immortal, but it was bleeding slightly. It was caused by Su Ping's suicidal blow, which only scratched the skin.

This was also the only injury the captain received in the entire battle which was not really a battle, except for the one he endured voluntarily. He was truly worthy of the title of the strongest.

"The wounds that the immortal inflicted on me can be healed after a little rest at home, but how long will it take for his injuries to heal?"

The captain who had gone far away did not know the answer to this question. Even Grandma Ping, who had rushed to treat her disciple and was frantically sending him her spiritual power to hold on to his last breath, still had no idea what was going on.

"The meridians are severed, the bones are broken, and the flesh and blood are almost turned into mud. How... can I cure it?" Grandma Ping muttered to herself, very confused.

She was clearly paying close attention to the battlefield here and had rushed there before her disciple died. But why did it seem as if after rescuing him, he could no longer survive?

"You really are!" Grandma Ping pointed at the unconscious disciple and didn't know what to say. Maybe she shouldn't have adopted this method of training disciples in the first place. She should have come out earlier to stop it and protect her own disciple.

But there is no regret medicine in the world. Once something has happened, it can never be changed. We can only move on and try our best to make amends.

Grandma Ping took out a piece of clothing and wrapped her disciple's bloody body. Then the old lady picked up the handsome young man and walked south through the void.

"Come on, I will take you home!"

In the clouds, Emperor Rock King sighed slightly. He began to wonder if he was a little too extreme. He just watched his people being bullied in front of him, but he remained silent and did not care.

If it weren't for Grandma Ping's majestic demeanor at the end, as if she stood up to her child being bullied by a bully, the captain would probably have left safely.

"Have I really done something wrong? This kind of indulgence is indeed effective for Liyue in the long run, but is it too harsh for the people of Liyue right now?"

Deep in the heart of Emperor Geo was filled with endless questions. He felt that he should ask more questions and listen to many opinions before making a decision when he returned to Liyue Harbor.

Xiao flashed back and also stood on the cloud. The resentment of the demon had been resolved by him, but there were still casualties, which was inevitable.

……

When Su Ping woke up, everything from rushing to help Shimen to causing chaos to the monsters had already been settled and written into a report to be sent out.

As for Su Ping himself, he became a mysterious existence who could fight alone and turned the tide against all odds. This image of him being unable to stop a thousand enemies made his status rise in the hearts of the people of Liyue.

At this time, in the mansion not far from Yujingtai, there was a man lying with his body wrapped in bandages, with only the skin and flesh visible on his head. He was Su Ping, and he was once again covered with scars and unable to move.

"Big Brother, you are finally awake!"

Su Ping slightly opened his eyelids and tried to focus his eyes on the source of the girl's voice.

Yan Fei was dressed in red, standing beside his bed, smiling, looking very surprised. Her two emerald eyes were so adorable.

"I'll call them over."

After saying this, Yan Fei quickly walked out of the room to call for help, which was consistent with her rigorous yet lively personality.

Su Ping opened his mouth, and sure enough, his throat felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't utter a word. Then he carefully felt the condition of his body, and he realized what cardiac arrest was.

His immortal power was completely gone, not even a drop of the righteous energy he gained from reading was left. Not only that, all his bones were broken. Unless there was a miracle, he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in bed.

Su Ping wanted to cry but had no tears. His face was the only intact part of his body. He still looked handsome and dignified, but he was also very pale, as if he was almost dead.

It's like a dilapidated building that is obviously crumbling and leaking air on all sides is painted with a layer of "filter" and pasted with beautiful and warm wallpaper, leaving only a beautiful appearance.

Soon, the room was full of people. There were two elders, Grandma Ping and Aunt Zhang, as well as Ningguang, Xiaocui Shounuo and a few others, as well as the young Yanfei, and a younger one who was still in swaddling clothes and was being held by someone.

Su Ping glanced at the baby with his eyes wide open, because he saw his own Ningguang was also there, and the huge belly was gone, so it was obvious who the child belonged to.

Ningguang held the child, sat beside the bed, and said softly, "It's my daughter, your little cotton-padded jacket."

Su Ping couldn't say anything, he could only smile and look at the white-haired woman tenderly, indicating that it was hers too.

Ningguang sighed softly and said slowly, "The child's name is Su Lingling. Ling means lively and agile, and Ling means ringing. Since you haven't woken up yet, I am the only one who can give you this name."

Su Ping blinked his eyes. Actually, he was not very good at naming. He felt that it was better for the child to have such a name than to give it himself.

Time passed by inadvertently. Su Ping became a father, but it always felt unreal, as if it was a dream that would shatter at the touch of a finger, but it was also very real because they were right in front of him.

Soon after, only the family of three were left in the room. The rest of the people went to prepare meals, some to prepare medicine, and some to make room for the young couple so that they could have a good "talk".

Seeing that everyone was in sync, Ningguang did not waste this opportunity. She sat by the bed holding her daughter, staring at the motionless young man with intimidating eyes. She was extremely graceful and showed the aura of a superior.

"For the sake of our daughter, you should have a good talk with me. How did you end up in such a mess this time? Your life is hanging by a thread, right?"

Su Ping opened his mouth slightly to indicate that he couldn't speak, then looked at his daughter's sleeping face, feeling a little uneasy.

Obviously he did nothing wrong, and he even fought desperately against the enemy, but he did not surrender and become a traitor. However, he always felt that he owed something and was very guilty.

This is probably because it is difficult to have both family and country. In fact, he is not at home all year round, so all the housework and business matters, big and small, are taken care of by Ningguang, Baishi, Baixiao and Baiwen. He spends too little time with this woman.

Ningguang pursed her red lips, her peach blossom eyes filled with autumn water, and said softly: "I understand, you are a member of the Qianyan Army, you cannot live up to this military uniform, and you cannot retreat on the battlefield, but..."

Ningguang did not say anything more, not wanting to put Su Ping in a dilemma, because the injuries he received in the battle were considered glorious by others, but the people around him could only see his scarred body.

It's not just Ningguang who is like this. In fact, the Qianyan Army family has been like this from ancient times to the present, generation after generation, silently supporting them with caring hearts.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about what happened to Shimen later?" Ningguang's eyes moved, her red pupils full of tenderness.

Su Ping opened his mouth and uttered two incomprehensible syllables, saying "no".

Ningguang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Su Ping uttered a syllable, then looked at the white-haired woman quietly, with worry in his eyes.

"Me? I'm fine. I'm doing fine. Don't worry."