The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact

Jia Changjiang swallowed hard, a bold idea creeping into his mind.

Sure... that hulking, two-meter-tall brute looked intimidating.

But hadn't he just used a whole tree to thrash a group of slimes?

If he grabbed another tree and charged in swinging, maybe—just maybe—he could…

His imagination ran wild: himself charging with a tree, only for the giant axe-wielding brute to cleave both the tree and him in half with a single swing.

"Crap."

Jia Changjiang shivered at the thought.

"Head-on combat is not the answer!"

He reached that conclusion immediately.

But still...

His eyes remained fixed on the massive axe.

He was a Weapon Master now, capable of picking up anything and wielding it with skill. From the way he had yanked that tree out of the ground earlier, weight clearly wasn't an issue.

If he could just get his hands on that axe, maybe—just maybe—he could hold his own against those creatures.

Jia Changjiang carefully observed the humanoid figures in the camp.

The smaller ones were about the size of children, thin but armed with clubs.

Why do they look so familiar?

He squinted, studying them for a solid two minutes before a bold guess formed in his mind.

Wait a second...

Could these guys be... Hilichurls?

"This... this has to be a camp of Hilichurls! Look at this setup!"

The realization dawned on him. At first, the shift from cartoonish, game-like visuals to something unnervingly realistic had thrown him off. But now he was sure: these were Hilichurls.

And now that he thought about it, weren't those slimes he'd defeated earlier Pyro Slimes?

Jia Changjiang exhaled deeply, relief washing over him.

So it wasn't some primitive, human-only world. At least Teyvat had its Seven Nations and human civilization.

"Okay, so where am I? This vast plain... could it be Mondstadt?"

He swallowed nervously.

"This place is way bigger than it looked on the map."

Now that he had a rough idea of where he might be, Jia Changjiang refocused on the Hilichurls. Gritting his teeth, he decided to deal with the system's task first.

He just needed a polearm weapon, right?

With Hilichurl intelligence being what it was, surely he could steal that axe if he couldn't grab it outright.

Jia Changjiang made up his mind, crouching on the hill and observing the camp below.

The Hilichurls had finished their odd dance around the pot and were now jostling each other, trying to grab food from it.

The hulking Mitachurl stood up, shoved a smaller Hilichurl aside by the head, and plopped down next to the pot to eat.

As it sat down, it casually set the massive axe aside.

"Now's my chance!"

Jia Changjiang's eyes lit up as he watched the Mitachurl discard its weapon. This was the opportunity he'd been waiting for.

He set his heavy backpack down and, using the grass and foliage as cover, crept down the hill toward the camp.

The Hilichurls were too busy scarfing down their meal to notice him.

By the time they paused for breath, Jia Changjiang had already hidden himself in a bush just outside the camp.

Up close, his heart pounded so loudly he thought it might burst from his chest.

The massive axe was only five meters away.

Sweat dampened his palms, but alongside the nerves, he felt a familiar excitement—the same rush he'd had fighting the slimes earlier.

Should he charge in and grab the axe? Or get even closer to ensure success?

There was no time to overthink. The Hilichurls' food supply was almost gone.

Steeling himself, Jia Changjiang dashed forward.

"Ya!"

A startled Hilichurl yelped in its strange language, alerting the rest of the camp.

But by the time they turned to see what was happening, Jia Changjiang had already reached the axe.

His hand closed around the weapon's haft, and with one swift motion, he hoisted it onto his shoulder.

Grinning ear to ear, he flashed a toothy smile at the now-enraged Hilichurls.

"Come at me, you idiots!"

[Polearm weapon acquired. Beginner Assistance initializing...]

As the mechanical voice rang out, the massive Hilichurl battle axe began to glow, shrouded in a faint, ethereal light.

The Hilichurls, now furious, charged at Jia Changjiang, brandishing their clubs.

The Mitachurl, robbed of its weapon, roared in fury. Pounding its chest like a drum, it barreled toward him with terrifying speed.

[Weapon recognized. Beginner Assistance processing... Assistance ready.]

Though Jia Changjiang's system wasn't particularly intelligent, it had one advantage: speed.

Just as Jia Changjiang narrowly dodged the Mitachurl's charge, the system finished its task.

[Eikathos Axe granted.]

The once-ordinary battle axe had transformed completely.

Bigger, heavier, and more menacing than before, it rested on Jia Changjiang's shoulder like an extension of himself. The axe exuded an intimidating aura, making Jia Changjiang look far more fearsome than before.

The massive weapon, with its blackened handle and gleaming bronze blade, was etched with intricate markings. The blade's razor-sharp edge gleamed like a predator's fang, and the sheer weight of it made Jia Changjiang's steps thunderous.

The moment he gripped the axe, countless techniques flooded his mind, as if they had always been a part of him.

At the same time, the weapon's history unraveled before him.

It was once wielded by Jax, the legendary Weapon Master. The name carved into the haft belonged to Jax's ancestor, a symbol of their proud lineage.

In the battlefields of Bai-zhek, Jax had wielded this very axe to fight alongside his comrades, bringing down a Shuriman Ascended—a godlike warrior.

That battle had flattened half a mountain before it ended. In its aftermath, Jax used this axe to decapitate the Ascended warrior, proving that even these demigods were mortal.

This axe was a testament to that victory—a symbol that no enemy, no matter how divine, was invincible.

Holding the axe ignited a fire in Jia Changjiang's chest.

Grinning savagely, he tightened his grip on the weapon and fixed his gaze on the oncoming Hilichurls.

"Now," he growled, baring his teeth, "it's my turn!"

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