Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 28 The Dragon Durin

Qiuhe stared at the giant dragon before him, completely stunned, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. He couldn't believe his eyes, dumbfounded as the once-dead dragon miraculously came back to life.

However, the two pillars beside him still stood there, and the chains still pierced his body, firmly fixing him there, unable to move at all.

"Boy, what's with that expression? Do you have a problem with my rebirth?" The dragon opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and stared intently at Qiuhe.

Qiuhe swallowed hard and stammered, "You...you are Dulin? You...you weren't dead? Why are you alive again?"

Dulin laughed triumphantly and said, "Haha, this is all thanks to you! If it weren't for the demonic remnants you filtered out, I wouldn't have been able to devour them, let alone reshape my physical body."

Qiuhe suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing from his body. The powerful energy that was originally within him had become extremely weak, as if it had disappeared without a trace.

"What exactly did you do to my power?" Qiuhe stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Dulin, his face filled with astonishment and confusion. Dulin's smile grew even more sinister.

Then he let out a maniacal laugh: "Hahahaha, your power!" Immediately afterward, he suddenly lowered his head and glared fiercely at Qiuhe with his huge eyes, which were like those of a street lamp, his eyes flashing with anger.

"You brat, you're too arrogant! Do you know that if I hadn't devoured those demonic resentments and remnants back then, you would already be a cold corpse on this snowy mountain!"

"Do you think you can withstand the resentment and remnants of a demon god with your weak body? What are you?!" Dulin's voice was deafening, filled with endless anger and disdain.

Upon hearing this, Qiuhe's heart skipped a beat, and images of the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain flashed through his mind. Back then, when he had swallowed those remnants of demonic gods and their resentment, he felt as if he had lost control and become utterly insane.

It was as if he had fallen into a demonic possession. Could it be that he had devoured too much demonic remnant and resentment, causing them to turn around and erode him? Thinking of this, Qiuhe's face turned extremely pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Qiuhe finally realized what was happening. If Dulin hadn't devoured those demonic remnants and resentment, he might be dead by now. "Then... why do you say I filtered out those demonic remnants and resentment?"

Qiuhe was also puzzled by Dulin's initial words. Dulin then slowly said, his blood-red maw wide open, "I cannot convert those enormous remnants and resentment of demon gods for my own use."

"From the very first moment I entered your body, I was sealed here. Although I am long dead, my consciousness still lingers within this body, and I have been waiting for this opportunity."

"And you are like a medium that filters power. After you filter out the maddening power from the remnants of demons and resentment, you then introduce it into my body for my use. That's why I was able to reshape my current physical body."

Qiuhe suddenly realized that it was because of him that Qiuhe's physical body had been reshaped. He smiled helplessly, realizing he had been used as a filter. "These remnants of demons and their resentment are compensation for the power you stole from me before."

Qiuhe, no longer pleased, asked with a sharp look in her eyes, "What kind of bullshit theory is this? You're inside my body, so all that power should be paid to me as rent. You're trying to bargain with me?"

With a thought, Qiuhe conjured a U-shaped iron gate above Dulin's head, which slammed down and pinned Dulin's head to the ground. Qiuhe then confirmed...

Dulin just said he sealed it here, so can I summon the thing that sealed it with my will? Dulin's eyes were filled with rage.

As if wanting to swallow Qiuhe whole, Qiuhe didn't waste any words with him, slowly placing his hand on Qiuhe's head. "You brat, what are you doing!" he shouted. "Of course, I'm taking my rent."

Looking at the scene before him, Qiuhe felt for some reason that he had seen this scene in an anime back on Earth, except that in that anime, it was a fox.

And here I am, a huge black dragon, a black dragon that spews filth from its mouth! And while others are merely kept in cages, this one is pierced straight through by iron chains!

But Qiuhe then discovered that no power was flowing into his body. Dulin then said to Qiuhe in a mocking tone, "You brat, back then I died because of my physical body."

"You only allow yourself to steal energy when you can't control it. Now, without my permission, you won't take even a single ounce of my power."

"Does that mean I can choose to kill you and then seize the power within you?" Dulin continued to mock Qiuhe. "Naive. If I die now, that power will erupt instantly."

"Do you think you can withstand those remnants of demonic gods and their resentment?" The man and the dragon stared at each other, then Dulin slowly said, "I can give you some of my power, but on the condition that I want even more remnants of demonic gods and their resentment."

"Or, the wear and tear power of the Seven Dragon Kings of the Mortal World," Qiuhe's eyes remained sharp after hearing this. "Why should I believe you?" Dulin then returned the power that Qiuhe had previously possessed to him.

Qiuhe, feeling the returning power, smiled with satisfaction, "Well then, it's been a pleasure working with you, you big monster." Dulin, however, gave a malicious smile.

"You'd better go back to reality and see for yourself. If you stay here any longer, several more years might pass," Qiuhe said, feeling as if the sky had fallen upon her.

Large beads of sweat covered his face, his eyes trembled, and he gasped for breath, gripped by boundless fear. Qiuhe suddenly had a terrifying thought: his consciousness space this time was deviating from the outside world.

Several years have passed in the outside world now, so wouldn't Clover and the others be...? At this moment, Qiuhe, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, screamed, and sat up abruptly.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Everyone around was startled by the scene. Qiuhe gasped for breath, looking around to find himself in a familiar yet unfamiliar setting, surrounded by several people dressed in knightly attire.

Beside her bed sat a tall man clad in armor, with a red cloak draped over his back. Those around him watched Qiuhe with wary eyes.

Qiuhe then noticed that there was a little girl with blond hair standing next to the tall man. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be about the same age as him.

Qiuhe remembered what Dulin had said to her in the consciousness space earlier, and Qiuhe instantly grabbed the collar of the tall man in front of her with both hands.

He roared furiously, "Hey, tell me how many years I've been unconscious!" The knights nearby, seeing this, were about to rush forward to stop him, "Grand Master!"

At this moment, the tall man slowly raised his hand to indicate that there was no need to panic. He then gently placed his hand on Qiuhe's head and said, "Child, you've only been unconscious for nine hours since Yura brought you back from the snow mountain."

"What do you mean by 'a few years'? Did you have some kind of nightmare?" Qiuhe blinked after hearing this, looked at the now dark sky outside, and calmed herself down.

Looking again at the little girl standing on the ground, she seemed increasingly familiar. Then it dawned on me that this girl was the ensemble leader. And then I looked at the tall man in front of me...

The knights behind him just now called him Grand Master, could he be Falgar? And this is the Knights of Favonius, and Qiuhe himself is still grabbing someone's collar.

Realizing his rudeness, he quickly released her hand. "Uh, sorry, I must have really been having a nightmare. I'm so sorry for being so offensive to you." Falga smiled gently, indicating that he didn't mind.

"It's alright. I see you're not feeling well either. What happened on the snow mountain?" Qiuhe didn't tell the truth, only saying that she and Yura encountered danger on the mountain and made up a story.

"Finally, I fainted." The commander nodded slightly after hearing this. "Child, what's your name?" Qiuhe then gave his name.

"Okay, then you should rest here for now. I'll go out to work now. A few of you can stay here and look after the child; he seems quite weak."

“Grand Master, the knights are all very busy, you can all go about your business. I can look after this brother here,” Jean said. Falgar smiled with relief, “Then I’ll leave things here to Jean.”

The surrounding knights all wore smiles, showing great optimism for Jean. At this time, Grand Master Falgar had not yet embarked on his expedition, and Grand Master Jean was still a child. Therefore, Diluc must only be a teenager, and should have already obtained the Eye of the Fire Elemental.

Qiuhe couldn't help but curse Du Lin inwardly for scaring him. If he had been unconscious for several years, he would probably have fought his way back to Fengdan no matter what.

If anything happens to Claire and the others, I'll take that bastard Kujavina down with me, even if it means death.