"On the Skysplitter, there are only Cloud Knights, no audience."
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How to drive a Preceptor mad with just one sentence.
Jing Yuan's rank was much higher than Taoran's.
After Jing Yuan said this, his smile became even brighter. Since the audience returned to the Luofu after the plot began, they hadn't seen Jing Yuan smile again.
This was the first time. And after hearing this sentence, Taoran's gaze gradually became dull.
He thought that releasing Hoolay would surely bring enormous losses to the Luofu.
For this, he had even made plans long before the prison break. His ideas, demands, and even the deepest hidden purposes in his heart, were probably seen through clearly by this general.
Otherwise, there could never have been such a quick response, even perfectly tying things up!
Taoran felt a moment of daze, as if he had gone back to the past.
Long ago, Taoran, with his silver tongue and so-called "righteousness," incited Dan Feng, who was then grieving over Baiheng's death, successfully turning this High Elder into his weapon.
And now, he realized that he himself had also been used as a weapon by Jing Yuan.
The clever schemes he thought were his own, as well as his actions, were all carried out under Jing Yuan's careful calculation.
Originally, he thought that even if he were captured, he could rely on exploiting loopholes in the covenant to undergo Hatching Rebirth as a Vidyadhara and escape, and along the way cause the Luofu to bleed, dragging down the Divine Foresight General.
But in the end, the damage Hoolay caused the Luofu wasn't large enough, instead becoming Jing Yuan's achievement.
All his plots became nothing but illusions at this moment. And he had completely thrown himself into ruin.
In the hands of that High Elder and the General, he basically had no way out.
Unfortunately, Taoran had no knowledge of clown culture. Otherwise, right now he would definitely feel his nose itching, as if something round and red had grown on it.
"Heh, ah ah ah."
"Hahahahahaha!"
With vacant eyes, Taoran suddenly burst into a tragic laugh. His whole body collapsed limply onto the ground.
And Jing Yuan, without hesitation, turned to leave, the smile on his face instantly twisting into an expression of disgust.
The audience's resentment toward the Preceptor was finally vented fiercely this time.
...
: Jing Yuan laughing, yet lips unpressed.
: One sentence to stab the heart, Taoran, your mental resilience is lacking.
: Damn, before Jing Yuan came, he spoke so high-sounding, but now he looks completely broken, shows this guy had no resolve at all.
: Schemes upon schemes, too clever for his own good, yet Taoran doesn't seem all that clever after all.
: Nice! Too good! Preceptor and the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, this time all swept away.
: The Divine Foresight General truly lives up to his title! Strategizing the whole situation, his schemes crush all!
: The most fitting episode for a battle of wits.
: Looking at it this way, the Xianzhou profited big this round, Feixiao gained greatly, the Luofu restored! Villains annihilated!
: It's just a pity, I thought Stelle would gain Lan's attention, but it turned out to be Feixiao.
: Still, that's enough, Feixiao is both strong and beautiful, worthy of Brother Lan's gaze.
: Actually, looking back on the whole plot, though it was a victory, it also felt like walking on a knife's edge.
: Exactly, it was still dangerous, one slip, and the army would've been overturned.
: All we can say is, the Xianzhou still had the slight edge.
...
After the final wrap-up ended, the screen was filled with dense comments. The audience finally let out a sigh of relief.
But the story wasn't over. The screen turned black.
[Meanwhile, in the Alchemy Commission, Stelle was mourning someone.]
Before the subtitles disappeared, Bailu's crying voice rang out.
"Uuu, March, big sis." She cried with true sincerity, deeply sorrowful.
Stelle, at her side, also showed grief, her lips trembling, unable to speak.
On the chair beside them lay March 7th's camera.
This scene, shocked the audience to their core.
They almost thought they were seeing wrong.
...
: Eh? Did I lose my memory?
: Did I miss an episode?!
: No way, March 7th is gone?!
: What the hell, my heart just stopped, one second ago it was a perfect ending, and now March 7th is gone?!
: Shit! Only the camera's left!
: Did I remember wrong? Didn't March 7th go with Yanqing and Yunli on the Skysplitter, completing Feixiao's request?
: Honkai Star Rail, what are you pulling here?!
: Bailu's crying is so heartbreaking, ahhhhh, what happened, I'm panicking!
...
The audience was going crazy.
And at this time, Stelle, touching the starry sky sadly, said: "March 7th... there are so many things I never had time to say."
Tears welled in Stelle's eyes. That look of holding back grief, no matter how you saw it, it didn't seem like acting.
And Bailu's wailing grew louder and louder: "Miss March... uuu ahhhh, Miss March 7th!"
These voices, like knives, stabbed into the audience's hearts. Everyone was panicking like headless flies, not knowing what had happened.
At that moment, the sad music suddenly stopped. The camera turned to the two's back.
March 7th, eyes half-open, looked at them speechlessly: "I mean, I just went to the washroom, and you already arranged all this for me? Stelle, can't you play some normal games with Bailu?"
Stelle immediately pointed at Bailu: "Sorry! It was Bailu's idea."
Bailu's mouth opened wide in shock: "You sold me out just like that!"
"Haha. Wasn't it fun?"
Facing the two clowns, March 7th smiled emotionlessly. And the audience couldn't hold back anymore, exploding in comments.
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: ...?
: Do you two have some kind of brain disease?!
: A High Elder! A Nameless! Playing house in the Luofu!
: Damn! I should've guessed it, this whole sequence was pure absurd comedy.
: At this point, nothing that happens to Stelle surprises me.
: I can't hold it together anymore, these two.
: Goddamn, turning March 7th's death into a skit, what a clown show.
: After a big battle, there's always some madcap scene like this, it's killing me with laughter.
: I was half scared to death at first, but seeing the end, I just burst out laughing.
...
Afterward, March 7th sternly scolded the Stelle for corrupting the High Elder, then seriously said: "Alright, enough playing, it's time to visit my masters, Yunli and Yanqing."
"Alright~"
"Actually, we were originally planning to track..." Stelle scratched her head, feeling a little unsatisfied.
Bailu immediately let out a surprised scream: "Wow! I've never attended a friend's funeral before!"
"Shut up!"
"Stelle!"
March 7th couldn't take it anymore, grabbed Stelle and started walking out: "Bailu, I'll take Stelle to see them first!"
"Alright, alright."
"The ward is over there, you can go yourselves."
After saying this, Bailu tilted her head and took a deep breath.
Although she felt a little regretful, there would be chances to play again later.
After the Preceptor was captured, Bailu was obviously much more cheerful. Those people who had always followed her around were gone too.
On the other side, Stelle and March 7 arrived at the small building where the two were recovering.
Yunli and Lingsha were already standing at the door, chatting. When they saw the two arrive, everyone greeted each other warmly.
"Master Yunli."
"You seem to be recovering well. What about Master Yanqing?" March 7th asked.
"Him? First he sparred with me, then fought with Hoolay, and finally with General Feixiao, "
"In short, that little body of Yanqing's couldn't handle it anymore."
At this point, Yunli put her hands on her waist and proudly said: "Hmph! The little kids from Luofu just don't have the constitution of us Zhuming children!"
The cute little Yunli looked like a child pretending to be old.
Countless viewers were once again charmed by her cuteness. As the story progressed, Yunli's popularity kept rising.
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: Hahahaha, Yunli's way of speaking is really funny.
: I can't handle it.
: Now that I think about it, Yanqing really is the punching bag for high-level fights.
: From his debut until now, not a single fight has gone well, lol.
: But luckily he's completed his transformation, and his strength has greatly improved.
: But next time, Mihoyo won't really set him up against an even crazier opponent, right?
: Hiss… surely not? With Yanqing's current level, if he fights another high-level match, he'd have to face an Arbiter-General.
: Ah? Damn! It'd be brutal, but honestly I'd still want to watch it.
...
On screen.
The four of them chatted from the great battle on the Skysplitter to Stelle and Moze cleaning up the remnants.
Stelle wasn't too happy with the result. She barely had any chances to act in the fight down below.
"Speaking of which, it's thanks to you and Moze that we found Jiaoqiu when he was on the verge of death."
"If it had been any later, maybe he would have…" Lingsha suddenly spoke.
Mentioning Jiaoqiu. Stelle recalled the miserable sight when they first discovered him, scratched her head and said: "I hope he's recovered by now."
The viewers, who had been enjoying the relaxed daily plot, instantly stared at the screen.
Jiaoqiu didn't die! That was great!
At that moment, The camera shifted.
Feixiao and Jiaoqiu stood by the railing, gazing at the endless sea.
Jiaoqiu seemed healed now. Other than being a little pale, he didn't seem to have any abnormalities.
But as they talked, the viewers learned that the healer cook's eyes were already gone.
Yet Jiaoqiu took it surprisingly well.
"Now I can still hear the sound of the waves. They're so clear… That's enough." Jiaoqiu calmly said: "Don't blame yourself. You know what I care about more: after swallowing the Crimson Moon, has your body changed?"
Viewers' hearts clenched at those words. Jiaoqiu was just too tragic!
And with that special vibe of doing whatever it takes for a purpose. It instantly struck a chord with countless viewers.
They couldn't help but want to shower Jiaoqiu with love.
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: I feel so bad for Jiaoqiu.
: Ugh, I like him more and more.
: Quick, get Ruan Mei from the Herta Space Station! Give Jiaoqiu titanium alloy eyes!
: Damn it, I was just feeling sad, don't joke around!
: Sigh, in this situation, it's enough if he can stay alive.
: Can't ask for more!
...
As the comments scrolled by.
On screen, facing Jiaoqiu's question, Feixiao only shook her head.
"It doesn't seem to have changed anything, but many of the troubles that used to plague me are completely gone."
She wasn't affected by the Crimson Moon. It showed Feixiao's strong mind. She remained the same as ever, steadfast in her path.
But the Moon Rage in her body, and the pain it caused, had been completely cured after swallowing the Crimson Moon.
Jiaoqiu finally relaxed. And the first thing he said after feeling relieved was: "Now that your body is healed, I can rest easy. But, there are still people we need to deal with. I'm sure you have your own thoughts."
"Mm."
Feixiao nodded, her expression instantly turning cold: "The rise of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, the attack by the Borisin, the black hand hiding behind the curtain stirring chaos, they want the Alliance stretched too thin to respond, so it falls like a stray arrow, hitting nothing."
"But too bad for them. This time, they messed with the wrong person. Once I return to Yaoqing, I will personally lead the Cloud Knights on campaign."
"… I swear to bring down a Lord Ravager and make the Antimatter Legion understand the true meaning of 'Hunt'."
A true declaration of war came from Feixiao's mouth.
The viewers were fired up with passion. Although the Alliance had already decided to go to war against Destruction at the end of the last episode.
But now, with Feixiao personally leading the Cloud Knights to directly slay an Lord Ravager… It was just too damn cool!
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: Yes! I want to see rivers of blood!
: That's exactly how an ending should be!
: Now I can go to sleep dreaming of the Hunt waging war on Destruction!
: Hahaha, Phantylia got what she asked for. Feixiao's really gonna bring the fight to you.
: Victory! Victory! Victory!
: So much spirit!
...
The viewers were thrilled.
Just as the episode seemed about to end.
They didn't notice yet, but,
[In the depths of a Pavilion of Xianzhou, an ancient 'bell' rang.]
A line of text appeared. The rowdy audience instantly fell silent.
When the screen returned.
Jing Yuan, Huaiyan, and Feixiao were already standing next to each other. Above their heads, an item glowed with radiant light.