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

Jia Changjiang and Lumine were treated to a highly entertaining scene.

Venti strolled into Mondstadt Cathedral, calling one of the sisters "big sis" and pulling out all the stops to act cute, hoping to con the Holy Lyre der Himmel out of her hands.

Unfortunately, the sister promptly rejected his antics.

Venti then revealed his cards with dramatic flair:

"My devout follower! Rejoice! For before you stands none other than Barbatos, the Anemo Archon himself!"

But the sister wasn't buying it. Without even glancing back, she walked off.

"Ah... that didn't work." Venti shook his head at Jia Changjiang and Lumine. "The good news is, I'm pretty sure the Holy Lyre is kept deep inside the cathedral."

"Why don't you two give it a shot? As the Knights of Favonius' newest rising stars, maybe you'll have better luck borrowing it."

Jia Changjiang shook his head. "I doubt it. You just said it yourself—the Holy Lyre is a priceless treasure of Mondstadt. It's not something they'd lend out so easily."

"I'll give it a try!"

Lumine acted immediately, heading straight for the sister. But after some conversation, the sister requested official documents from the Knights of Favonius.

Even Lumine's flawless excuse about the documents being eaten by Paimon didn't get her anywhere.

"Guess we'll have to just take it by force."

Lumine returned, preparing to draw her sword, but Jia Changjiang stopped her.

"If we resort to stealing, it'll cause a huge commotion. If things drag on and something terrible happens, it'll only make matters worse."

Jia Changjiang placed a hand on the agitated Lumine's shoulder.

Though Jia Changjiang enjoyed a good fight, this wasn't the time for reckless violence—it would only complicate things unnecessarily.

"Hey, to honor the spirit of freedom," Venti said with a sly smile, "if Mondstadt won't willingly lend us the Holy Lyre, why don't we just… take it ourselves? What do you think?"

"Great idea! What's the plan?" Lumine agreed without hesitation.

"Stealing is wrong!" Paimon protested, trying her best to stop Lumine.

"Oh, how can you call it stealing?" Venti's voice dripped with mischief. "It's a necessary measure for saving Dvalin! Besides, the guards leave at night—this is a golden opportunity. You'd have to try to mess it up."

"Wait, didn't you just claim to be Barbatos?" Lumine frowned, fixing her gaze on Venti.

"Uh… yeah, I might've said that. So?" Venti met her stare.

Meanwhile, Jia Changjiang had turned away, busying himself with something else entirely.

"If you really are a god, I won't just sit back and do nothing." Lumine's expression turned serious as she looked at Venti. "But even if you're not, I'll still help save Dvalin."

Paimon's wide-eyed stare landed on Lumine in disbelief.

The same Lumine, who had been snarky and cheeky since day one, was actually saying something so… earnest.

"Why?" Even Venti was taken aback by Lumine's unexpected sincerity.

Lumine's eyes met Venti's. "Because I don't want to see separation."

Her words stunned Venti for a moment, before he broke into a warm smile. "Traveler, that's a wonderful sentiment."

"I've made up my mind!"

Just then, Jia Changjiang, who had been fiddling with something in the background, finally finished and turned around. "Let's go! Outside—I've got a plan."

"Huh?"

Lumine and Venti, still a bit confused, followed Jia Changjiang to a spot just behind Mondstadt Cathedral.

Once there, Jia Changjiang began inspecting the building, even knocking on the walls.

"Changjiang, this is the cathedral. It's pretty sturdy, you know?" Venti chimed in. "Even when Dvalin attacked, it held up without a scratch. In emergencies, it can even serve as a shelter for Mondstadt's citizens."

"If you're thinking about breaking through the walls, it's not going to work. The patrolling knights would spot us in no time."

"I know that… but I might have a way to handle it."

Jia Changjiang stared at the wall in front of him. With a flick of his wrist, a wooden pickaxe materialized in his hand.

"Whoa! Traveler! Jia Changjiang can summon weapons too, just like you!" Paimon exclaimed in amazement.

"That's a pickaxe, not a weapon," Lumine corrected her. "But… why is the pickaxe's head made of wood?"

Jia Changjiang corrected her in turn: "No, it's a pickaxe—but it's also a weapon!"

He raised the wooden pickaxe high above his head and struck the stone wall before him.

To the astonishment of both Venti and Lumine, the seemingly fragile wooden pickaxe left a deep crack in the cathedral's formidable stone wall.

"Incredible… but even so, this isn't enough to sneak into the cathedral," Venti shook his head.

"Hah…" Jia Changjiang chuckled.

He had only wanted to test whether the wooden pickaxe functioned like Steve's in Minecraft—capable of breaking through solid materials.

"Come on! Venti, Lumine, Paimon!" Jia Changjiang turned back to them, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. "We're heading out of town to mine!"

"Huh?"

Venti was stunned.

"What??!"

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Outside Mondstadt, in an area marked by the Adventurers' Guild as mineral-rich, Jia Changjiang was energetically swinging his wooden pickaxe, mining ores.

Perhaps because this world's minerals differed from those in Minecraft, even a wooden pickaxe could extract iron ore.

Not only that, but Lumine, beside him, was also excitedly swinging her pickaxe, unearthing iron and white iron ore.

This method was way more efficient than using a one-handed sword to mine!

With just two strikes, the pickaxe dug out both stone and ore in one go—far beyond what a wooden tool should be capable of.

As Lumine mined, she swept the minerals into her inventory like a whirlwind.

Meanwhile, Venti stood at the edge of the mining site, wooden pickaxe in hand, lamenting the absurdity of life.

Never in his life had he imagined he'd end up mining.

The wooden pickaxes didn't last long, though. Before long, both Lumine's and Jia Changjiang's tools broke.

Still, Jia Changjiang had managed to gather enough materials.

"Jia Changjiang, the pickaxe broke," Lumine said, jogging over with an eager expression. "That was so useful! Got any more?"

"Nope… but…"

Jia Changjiang pulled out a crafting table—a one-meter cube—and placed it firmly on the ground. "What do you think mining was for? Of course, it's to craft weapons!"

Recalling his Minecraft days, Jia Changjiang pulled out wooden sticks and the freshly mined white iron ore. He slapped them onto the crafting table with dramatic flair.

"Welcome to the Pickaxe Cult!!!!"

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