Genshin impact: immortal cultivation in teyvat

Chapter 24: The Seven-Star Conference & Liyue's Immortal Cultivation Plan

At Qunyu Pavilion, the long-awaited gathering of the Seven Stars finally took place.

The urgency of the situation was evident. Even those who were far from Liyue Harbor were summoned back by Zhongli, making it clear that this was no ordinary meeting.

Many of the Seven Stars had already speculated about the cause of the previous thunderous disturbances, yet uncertainty filled the room. A heavy silence settled over them, each lost in deep thought.

As more immortals arrived—those who had been guarding various locations and could rarely leave—the atmosphere in Qunyu Pavilion became even more solemn.

Ningguang and Keqing exchanged anxious glances.

What could have happened?

What was the true cause of the overwhelming thunder that had shaken Liyue?

Why had the Geo Archon summoned a meeting of such scale, bypassing formal channels to deliver the decree through the immortals themselves?

For Ningguang, this gathering was deeply unsettling. She had studied Liyue's records and knew that an emergency conference of this magnitude had only occurred once before in recorded history—five hundred years ago.

That time…

The world collapsed, Khaenri'ah fell, and the seven nations were plagued by dark monsters.

Even Liyue, the strongest of all nations, suffered catastrophic losses.

It was said that during that war, ten immortals perished.

The mighty Yaksha General, Teng She, vanished without a trace.

As for the Qianyan Army—millions had fought, but only ten thousand survived.

The records refused to list a number, describing the scene only with two phrases:

"Corpses littered the fields."

"Nine out of ten homes were empty."

Even the Seven Archons had suffered losses, and Liyue's immortal legacy was almost wiped out.

To this day, remnants of those dark creatures still lurked in Liyue's mountains and forests.

And now, Zhongli had once again convened such an emergency meeting.

How could Ningguang not feel a sense of dread?

Liyue was strong today, rich beyond measure. But its top combat power was far weaker than before.

If another calamity of that scale occurred…

Would Liyue survive?

Ningguang clenched her fists.

She had only recently succeeded the position of Tianquan Star.

She had just begun to implement her vision, pushing Liyue toward a new era of prosperity.

Yet now—a crisis of unknown scale threatened to destroy everything.

Why now?

Why did all this misfortune have to happen under her watch?

The more Ningguang thought about it, the more frustrated she became.

Yet, surrounded by so many powerful figures, she couldn't bring herself to speak.

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"Do not worry, Little Ningguang."

A gentle, familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

It was Madame Ping.

Sitting beside Ningguang, she patted her shoulder with warmth and reassurance.

"If there is danger, we old ones will face it first," she said kindly.

"You must believe in the Emperor… and believe in Liyue."

Ningguang felt a lump in her throat.

"Madame Ping…" she murmured.

"Relax," Madame Ping continued, smiling. "The Emperor will arrive soon. Do you wish for him to see a Tianquan Star who is shaken by fear?"

She glanced at Keqing meaningfully and added:

"And the future you wish for Liyue… you must ensure that the Emperor himself sees its worth."

Ningguang's expression tightened.

She understood the deeper meaning in Madame Ping's words.

At last year's Rite of Descension, Keqing had openly questioned Morax about Liyue's future—daring to ask how much longer he intended to rule.

A bold, almost treasonous act.

Even now, many immortals still held a grudge against Keqing for it.

Many citizens of Liyue also felt that she had gone too far.

But Ningguang knew the truth.

Keqing had acted on her behalf.

Keqing's dream was Ningguang's dream.

And yet, Zhongli and Madame Ping had always seen through their game of politics.

Unlike the immortals, Zhongli did not disapprove of Ningguang's ambitions.

In fact…

He respected her for them.

A true leader of Liyue needed to prioritize the nation—even over Morax himself.

That was what made Ningguang worthy of her title.

"Do not worry," Madame Ping said gently. "Neither the Emperor nor I blame you. Liyue's prosperity depends on its own people."

She then sighed and continued, her expression turning serious.

"Before this crisis, the Emperor told me… his soul is weary. His strength is fading."

"He may not be able to hold on much longer."

"He even admitted that ruling Liyue has become exhausting."

At this, Ningguang felt her heart clench.

So he truly was planning to step down.

But before she could say anything, Madame Ping added:

"However… something has changed."

"The Emperor has summoned us all in urgency. Whatever has happened… it is no longer just about his abdication."

"It may not be war—but it is still a matter of grave importance."

She then turned to look at Ningguang with unprecedented seriousness.

"Liyue does not belong to us, nor to Zhongli, nor even to the immortals."

"It belongs to the people of Liyue. To you."

"This may be our last battle, but your journey is just beginning."

"I hope you will lead Liyue forward without looking back."

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For the first time in her life, Ningguang felt a sense of powerlessness.

The immortals—those who had fought for Liyue for thousands of years—were preparing to lay down their lives once again.

And she…

She was still too weak to stop it.

She clenched her fists tighter.

If only I had more time…

Just ten more years—no, even five.

She was so close to making Liyue strong enough that it would no longer need the immortals.

Yet fate was merciless.

It refused to wait.

But still—

Liyue could not afford to stop moving forward.

As Tianquan Star, she had no choice but to face the storm.

No matter the cost.

She took a deep breath, wiping away her unseen tears.

Then, she lifted her head, her expression as unshakable as jade.

"I will not let Liyue down," she declared.

Madame Ping smiled, her expression filled with quiet pride.

"That's the spirit," she said softly.

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At that moment—Zhongli arrived.

With Xiao and the other Yakshas following behind him, he entered the Qunyu Pavilion.

At once, the immortals and Seven Stars rose to their feet.

"Emperor!"

Zhongli nodded, acknowledging them in silence.

He took his seat at the head of the assembly.

Then, after a long pause, he finally spoke.

"This meeting," he declared, "concerns not just Liyue—but the fate of all Teyvat."

"Our purpose here is clear."

"The time has come to begin… Liyue's Immortal Cultivation Plan."

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