A book appeared in Takumi's hand labeled with all the edible plants and animals in the world of Teyvat.
"I am quite bad, but I will not apologize for this. Here, I will give this to you. This is something I have been organizing for a long time. Apart from me, you are the only one in the world who owns it."
Xiangling puffed up her cheeks, took the big book, and opened it curiously. Her eyes flashed with little stars. "Wow! It's a complete collection of Teyvat ingredients. Even the taste, efficacy, and more are marked. It's amazing!"
Xiangling looked at Takumi with admiration. "Do you really want to give me such precious knowledge?" She thought to herself, *As expected of Mr. Takumi, he is so knowledgeable. Even for the ingredients I know, there are so many ways to use them that I didn't know.*
Takumi smiled and said, "Of course. I hope you will be the number one chef in Teyvat."
Xiangling hugged the book, blushing shyly and squirming. With such a powerful collection of ingredients, she felt truly confident she could become the best chef in Teyvat.
And just now, Mr. Takumi also said that after becoming the number one chef in the Teyvat continent, she would be his little cook... *Brother Takumi is indeed pursuing me*, she thought.
She raised her head and said shyly, "Brother Takumi... you're bad."
At this point, she pulled Guoba's ears, turned around, and ran away.
"Guoba, the kitchen is already busy and on fire. Come here and help!"
"Oh, my ears! Don't pull my ears, little girl!" Guoba exclaimed.
Takumi slowly tasted the dishes made by Xiangling. Just the taste was enough to make him feel 'happiness'. Xiangling's cooking skills had improved even more since the first time he tasted her food.
"At this rate... it won't be long before you can become a god's reserve."
Now Xiangling had activated three constellations. After activating four, she would begin to passively absorb the 'power of faith'. The 'power of faith' is an essence of divinity. Until the sixth constellation is lit, one becomes a "quasi-god".
In the "Blueprint of Gods," the term "god reserve" was changed to "Original God", and only those with the fourth constellation lit up were considered "Original Gods". Before that, they were only called candidates.
Xiangling's cooking skills were improving, and those who ate her food would feel a happiness in life. People naturally worshipped Xiangling, and the Vision she held naturally absorbed the power of faith.
Arriving at Liyue Harbor, Xiangling ran joyfully down the street with open arms, finally stopping to look in the direction of Wanmin Restaurant.
"Hehe, Xianyun, Aping, do you feel it? That gluttonous Maxius is back too."
Xianyun nodded. "Although Guoba didn't die, he became a bit dull because he merged his power with the earth, and that person awakened him."
Finally, Xianyun looked at Zhongli, who had his hands behind his back like an old man. "Zhongli, you weren't much of a conversationalist before, but after all these years, you've become even more of an old man."
Zhongli, not taking offense at the comment, replied, "After all, I am the oldest among us, and I'm a little tired now. I find it quite enjoyable to blend in with the crowd in Liyue Harbor during my free time. It's an elderly kind of enlightenment."
"Now that Guoba is helping out at Wanmin Restaurant, why don't we go meet our old friend?"
Zhongli felt a sense of excitement. All his old friends were back, and he no longer had regrets. However, Azhdaha was still too worn out. When he visited before, Azhdaha was still asleep, though he expected her to awaken soon.
Meanwhile, in the sealed area near Nantianmen, in Azhdaha's secret realm, Azhdaha was trapped in a cage constructed of twelve stone ridges.
Azhdaha had awakened long ago and was constantly pounding at the seal Morax had placed on her. No matter how much force she used, the seal wouldn't budge.
She roared angrily. "Morax! I'm hsjk77##...!"
The language of elemental creatures was extremely harsh. Initially, she was happy to rest when she found that her wear had gone away, but she was inexplicably pulled into the "Blueprint of Gods" halfway and awakened.
At this point, she could have broken the seal and left, but she wanted to stay put until her injuries were fully healed.
Now that she had recovered completely, she found that the seal was several times stronger. She tried her best, but it remained unshakable.
The seal was linked to Morax's strength. As the Rock Dragon King, she knew an ordinary seal wouldn't be able to trap her. Morax's current power could be judged from the seal's strength.
*How strong has Morax become now?* she thought. He must know that she had recovered, yet he still hadn't come to release her. Perhaps it was due to the contract that kept her imprisoned. After all, Morax placed great importance on contracts, and she had indeed broken theirs. She couldn't help but mutter numerous curses.
Meanwhile, Zhongli was happily having a meal with his old friends.
The rewards for the immortals had been completed, and now it was the turn of the Liyue Qixing and the Millelith, who had also contributed greatly.
Most people's wishes were relatively mundane—to be successful, have a healthy family, stay young forever, or have strong power. As long as the wishes weren't greedy, Takumi helped fulfill them directly.
Uncle Tian, who was hunched over in the Ministry of Civil Affairs sorting out people's livelihood plans, was shocked when a green light filled with vitality appeared around him.
The light came and went quickly. After it disappeared, he felt rejuvenated, as if he had returned to his youth. He looked at his hands; the old, wrinkled skin had become tight and strong. Looking in the nearby mirror, he saw his short black hair and youthful face—he had returned to how he looked when he first joined the Qixing.
"I'm... young!" he exclaimed, realizing that the god had fulfilled his wish. He quickly knelt and kowtowed. Though he felt he deserved it, he was genuinely grateful to the god.
Participating in the grand plan was satisfying enough, but now his wish to return to youth had been granted. What a great mercy.
At the Qunyu Pavilion, the building looked the same as ever to ordinary people. But to the gods, "the power of faith was slowly being transmitted from the void..."