Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

Heaven Dou City, Dugu... No, now it is Zhongli Mansion.

After listening to the music and watching the show, Zhongli and Paimon returned to their residence.

Although Zhongli was a guest official in Prince Palace, he refused Xue Qinghe's offer of "living together".

Paimon floated ahead, looking back at Zhongli from time to time, wanting to know if why he refused.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she said to Zhongli, "Zhongli, how much of your original strength do you still have?"

It's important to know that Morax had planned to leave for the abyss because he could no longer withstand the erosion.

Erosion greatly reduces the strength of a god.

At this moment, Paimon was very worried that Zhongli's strength might also be significantly reduced.

Zhongli: It's Morax who's worn down, what does that have to do with me, Zhongli?

Hearing this, Zhongli paused, falling into his memories.

The sky moved, the mountains and the sea took shape, the wasteland gave birth to stars, shining like the sun, Morax...

"I wonder how Azhdaha is doing now. If he's no longer in Teyvat, will his last trace of kindness be worn away?

At this moment, worrying is futile.

Zhongli shook his head, dismissing these thoughts, and calmly said, 'In times of peace and prosperity, Morax is no longer needed.'

With no turmoil in the world, the people live in peace and contentment, naturally without the need for Morax to manifest his boundless martial aspect.

Pausing briefly, Zhongli continued, 'As long as Liyue, or all beings in this world, need me.'"

"Then I will still be that..."

"Morax!"

Liyue, he don't know if he can go back he don't even know how he crossed here. He was a powerful being but he wasn't able to detect anything.

With a silent sigh, Zhongli quickly regained his composure.

He is over six thousand years old. During such a long period of time, his emotions generally do not fluctuate.

Unless the person he care about...

"You mean, you mean to say that you have always been at your peak?"

Paimon's eyes widened and she even stuttered when she spoke.

This really shocked her!

After hearing this, Zhongli just shook his head and smiled, but did not give a direct answer.

"Go to bed early. There should be a lot of guests tomorrow."

The little bit of strength revealed today is just a little, a very, very small part of him.

But, for the people on Douluo Continent, this strength is almost the limit.

In this situation, it is impossible that no one would come to visit.

"Hey~"

Paimon was stunned. She had been following Zhongli and never left his side. How could she not know that a guest was coming?

"Zhongli, when did you invite someone to come over as a guest?"

"Is it the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe?"

"I don't know, just go to sleep now."

Seeing Zhongli walk into the mansion, Paimon was slightly stunned. Was there something he didn't make clear just now?

"Damn, this riddle man!"

Paimon remembered that she asked Zhongli if he had always been in his prime...

"Zhongli, wait for me!"

The sun rises and the moon sets, a new day, a new cycle.

"Hey, Zhongli, aren't we going to have breakfast today?"

Seeing Zhongli making tea, Paimon's little head was filled with big question marks.

With a silent sigh, Zhongli waved his hand, and a very exquisite plate appeared. On the plate were a few mouth-watering dumplings.

At this time, there is no heat coming out of the surface of the dumplings, and they look like they are cold.

But, they are indeed freshly baked, and only a true master can make the dumplings to this effect.

"This is pork soup dumplings from Miss Li in the south of the city. They taste pretty good."

"The thing that could earn such an evaluation from you, Zhongli, it must be delicious food!"

"Hehe, thanks."

Paimon rubbed her hands together, preparing to dig in, when Zhongli handed her a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.

"?"

Chopsticks, Paimeng understood.

"Eating buns, with a spoon?"

She was a bit puzzled, but she still took them.

"I'll demonstrate the proper way for you."

As he spoke, Zhongli picked up a buns with his chopsticks and placed it onto the spoon.

Then, he bit into the buns' skin, instantly...

Throughout the whole process, his movements were very elegant, which made Paimon stunned.

Is this how it was originally eaten?

So amazing!

Wait, could it be that Zhongli simply wanted to eat another one, so he showed her the way again?

Zhongli bought the food, so it wouldn't matter if he ate another one, right?

After Paimon finished her breakfast, she was still wondering why the dumplings came with soup.

The gate of the Zhongli Mansion rang.

There are no servants in this mansion. Only Zhongli and Paimon live there.

Its previous owner was a loner and had no servants either...

"Hey, someone is really coming?!"

At this moment, Paimon's eyes widened and she turned to look at Zhongli, who was calm and composed, as if he had discovered a new world.

The Geo Archon also has the ability to calculate?

This shouldn't be the case. If he had this ability, there would still be some Yakshas left in the end...

Thinking of this, Paimon did not say it out loud.

Even though she had a low emotional intelligence, she understood that was Zhongli's lifelong pain. His favourite words are also like this.

"Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember... But where are those who share the memory?"

From this she can see that Zhongli has never put down the knife... bah, the pain has always been with him.

"I'll go and greet, you..."

Forget about Paimon's physique. She's the type that can't even open the door.

"You rest here first, I'll be back soon."

"Don't Want!"

Paimon shook her head quickly. As a professional "Mouth of God", how could she rest here?

"I'll go with you!"

"good."

Zhongli didn't think much about it and agreed directly.

There were two people coming.

The aura of one of them was extremely powerful, and he was one of the most powerful people Zhongli had ever seen since he came to Douluo Continent.

People are, after all, just people.

The opponent's strength is quite good in Douluo Continent.

As for the other one, his aura was stronger than many others, but his frail appearance made it difficult to judge.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhongli guessed who it was.

When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man with a gentle smile. He gave people a gentle and elegant aura, like a scholar.

Behind him was an old man with sword-like brows and sharp eyes, long white hair draped over his shoulders, and a sharp gaze, which showed a hint of fighting spirit.

"Mr. Zhongli, I am the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi."

"Please forgive me for coming here uninvited, sir!"

Ning Fengzhi said very politely that with his status, even if he did not have the strength of a Titled Douluo, he could still be on par with Titled Douluo.

After all, with his status as the leader of one of the top three sects, ordinary Titled Douluo would not dare to be so arrogant and would at least call him Sect Leader Ning.