Mualani's idea was fine, but unfortunately Mu Yang probably wouldn't have time to play with her anymore.
On this journey, he had already spent quite a lot of time in the Children of Echoes and the People of the Springs.
He definitely couldn't stay here for the rest of the time.
He still hadn't visited the other tribes yet.
Moreover, he needed to reserve time to rush back and arrange matters for the Thousand Spirits Reflection Festival.
Hearing Mu Yang say this, Mualani could only express her regret.
However, she hoped that the next time Mu Yang had time to come to Natlan, they could have another race.
She definitely wouldn't lose again then.
Mu Yang said it wouldn't take much time.
If his vehicle experiment succeeded and could be promoted,
He would definitely look for Mualani as a partner.
When Mualani heard this, it felt good. At least Mu Yang wouldn't be like Shark Shark—once he headed to the next journey, he would never look back.
On the way back, Mualani smiled and said, "Mu Yang, did you know? Actually, the Pyro Archon is also really good at surfing."
"That last burst of momentum just now made me feel like I was back on the day I raced with the Pyro Archon."
"You two have such similar auras, hahaha…"
The Pyro Archon was an incomparably powerful existence.
Mualani respected and admired her.
But Mu Yang was no slouch either.
Moreover, Mu Yang's strength had also been acknowledged by the Pyro Archon herself, which was why Mualani compared the two.
"I always feel that your Pyro Archon is truly a very approachable god."
"Hmm? Aren't the gods of other nations like that?"
"At least not at the beginning…"
"If the Pyro Archon didn't still have to oversee the Night Warden War, I would really want to see you two race too! That would definitely be so interesting!"
Mu Yang didn't think it would be that interesting.
From Mualani's tone, Mavuika's surfing level was definitely above hers.
But even so, Mu Yang could still win.
After all, Mu Yang had "talent and effort" that surpassed the residents of Teyvat.
However, the opponent was a god!
Gods still had to consider faith and face to some extent.
This was unlike Ningguang, Beidou, or Mualani.
With those people, Mu Yang could win casually without any burden.
Because although they had status, they did not shoulder the faith of an entire nation like the gods did.
Ei: Really? I don't believe it.
So, it was better not to have a showdown with the Pyro Archon…
Of course, if it was a secret martial arts spar, then Mu Yang would welcome it.
In fact, his hands were quite itchy right now.
Unfortunately, Mavuika currently had quite a heavy burden on her shoulders.
Natlan's situation didn't seem as carefree as the previous nations.
Otherwise, Mu Yang really wanted to have a fight with her.
An ordinary person becoming a god was truly worthy of admiration.
"Speaking of the Night Warden War, the Resurrection Poem should be in the next couple of days, right?" Mu Yang asked Mualani.
"By the calculations, it should be about time. The messenger's news should arrive soon."
Upon returning to the People of the Springs, the message from the Scions of the Canopy's messenger arrived.
In this Night Warden War, Natlan had once again emerged victorious.
Although two heroes had fallen, fortunately Iansan, Chasca, and Kinich were strong enough.
The three of them had joined forces to repel the Abyss and win this Night Warden War.
Therefore, the Resurrection Poem would be held tomorrow.
With that, Mu Yang's itinerary was set.
His sightseeing in the People of the Springs could be considered over.
He was very grateful for Mualani's warm hospitality.
However, there was still one thing before leaving.
Mu Yang had promised Mona that he would find her the best guide to take care of the rest of her vacation.
"That's of course left to me!" Mualani declared confidently.
"Then I'll be in Miss Mualani's care."
"Mona, you don't have to be so formal. We're already friends, aren't we?"
Citlali held her forehead. This child, really…
Don't treat everyone as having the same personality as you, okay?
Kachina was also envious of Mualani's communication skills.
"Decided! First stop, the Stadium of the Sacred Flame!"
Citlali rolled her eyes at her. "Just how reluctant are you to let Mu Yang go…"
Mualani stuck out her tongue, not feeling embarrassed at all.
Who knew when the next meeting would be?
Mona said it was fine.
"I also happen to want to see this so-called Resurrection Poem."
Mualani once again hugged Citlali, who had just rolled her eyes at her.
She acted spoiled and asked her to teach Mu Yang and Mona how to sing the Resurrection Poem…
Grandma Itztli was tough with her words but soft at heart.
She was coaxed into the clouds by just a few words from Mualani.
The next day.
Stadium of the Sacred Flame.
Mona hadn't come during the previous matches, so today was her first time experiencing this lively atmosphere.
"It's so lively here!"
"Everyone is preparing to welcome the heroes' return. This is the most glorious moment."
The group walked to the spectator seats.
At this moment, there were already three heroes in the arena—
Iansan, Chasca, and Kinich.
They were receiving applause and cheers from the entire stadium.
This was glory, something they had earned.
Not long after, an elderly man slowly walked to the center of the arena.
The surroundings gradually quieted down.
"Warriors of Natlan, listen to the call of life."
"We inherit memory and legend. We grow together with the sun and the wind."
"We forge destiny and the future…"
Kachina and the others read along while raising their hands to their chests.
"These are Natlan's fire, Natlan's blood."
Then, in this solemn and sacred occasion, the people of the stadium sang the Resurrection Poem together…
The Pyro Archon Mavuika rose from her seat as pillars of fire rose around her.
Mavuika's long red hair burned like blazing flames.
She stepped to the rhythm of the Resurrection Poem's song, walking step by step toward the Sacred Flame…
"Come back, brother. Come back, hero."
"Once more, once more, burn…"
Mavuika returned from the Sacred Flame. Behind her were exactly the two unfortunate Natlan heroes who had perished!
They had come back from the dead.
Mu Yang personally witnessed such a miracle here.
Even though this power had many restrictions,
It did not detract from the heaven-defying value of the word "resurrection."
At the same time, he sensed a trace of power with the same origin within the Sacred Flame.
If it was related to the Nails of Frost and could control life and death,
What Mu Yang thought of first was naturally the Ruler of Death, one of the Four Rulers.
Just like how Istal intervened with the Sacred Sakura in Inazuma,
Had the Ruler of Death also intervened in Natlan's Sacred Flame?
Unfortunately, that feeling was cut off the moment the two returned from the Sacred Flame.
It did not give Mu Yang a chance to continue exploring.
Speaking of which, Natlan seemed to have far more restrictions than the other nations.
In Sumeru, Mu Yang had encountered the last words of the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata.
In Fontaine, he had come into contact with the Narzissenkreuz Ordo.
But in Natlan, it seemed that only in that brief moment just now could Mu Yang guess it was the power of the Ruler of Death.
If that was the case, then how was the Traveler—whose identity was that of a Descender—supposed to trigger the plot?
She couldn't just watch, right?
Or was it that the order in which he visited the tribes was wrong, and the genius Paimon had an even more ingenious way of entering?
Never mind for now. At least the scene of the Resurrection Poem was truly spectacular.
Afterward, to celebrate Kinich's triumphant return,
Everyone decided to give him a surprise…