"Lords and Ladies, the weapons forged for you have been delivered... Please, inspect them!"
At **Toutosai's** gesture, a line of brand-new weapons was presented to the group. These were the perfect fusion of **Zanpakuto** and **Flying Swords**, refined by the legendary smith's unique craftsmanship. Each blade saw an overall power increase of five to ten percent.
To an ordinary person, that might seem small. But for a Yaksha like **Xiao**, a five percent increase in base power was a staggering leap. He gripped his polearm, feeling the internal resonance. "How did you forge this? It feels... brimming with vitality."
"I integrated the purified remains of the **Divine Dragon** and the bones of **Orobashi** provided by Lord Su Han," Toutosai explained, bowing. "Though they were demons, their purified essence is remarkable. Since we lack high-tier Anemo catalysts, the boost is limited, but the foundation is now peerless."
"No... this is far beyond my expectations," Xiao said, shaking his head in wonder. His weapon hadn't changed in centuries; to have it upgraded by a master like Toutosai was a revelation.
**Beidou** and **Keqing** saw even greater gains—nearly twenty percent—as their lightning-based blades had been infused with treasures gifted by the **Raiden Shogun** herself.
Toutosai let out a long breath of relief. Forging for such a powerful assembly was a high-pressure task. "Come, Toutosai," Su Han called out, offering a cup. "You've worked hard. This is wine brewed by the Anemo Archon himself. It is said to extend one's lifespan."
The old blacksmith beamed. Back in the world of *Inuyasha*, he was a rogue smith; here in Teyvat, he oversaw thousands of workers and held a prestigious rank. Being recognized by Su Han meant everything to him.
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### **Klee's "Small" Misunderstanding**
Meanwhile, in Mondstadt, the area near **Starfell Valley** was under a different kind of "renovation." **Klee** sat in her small flying machine, frantically kneading yellow clay.
"Taste my latest masterpiece... **Dodo-King the Great!**"
A massive yellow glob plummeted from the sky. Before it even hit the ground, it expanded into a terrifyingly large orb. Below, the stationed knights turned pale. "Retreat! Get back now!"
*BOOM!*
A shockwave leveled the immediate area. Klee cheered at the flattened landscape, but her joy was short-lived as **Amber's** voice crackled through the communication bird.
"Klee! Master Jean sent you to clear the mountain, not to delete the entire geography! That blast just caused a structural collapse in the surrounding cliffs!"
"Huh? Did... did Klee blow up the wrong thing?"
"You're making craters we have to fill! Follow my **Baron Bunny** markers and stay within the set explosive yield!" Amber was near her wits' end. They were supposed to be building a sanctuary, but Klee's "happy place" involved turning mountains into deep-sea trenches.
Under Amber's strict supervision, the demolition became more orderly. Once the ground was leveled, Amber directed the burial of the purified **Divine Dragon** remains. As the seal was lifted and the corpse interred deep beneath the soil, a surge of life energy rippled through the valley. Wild grass began to sprout instantly, reaching half a meter in height within minutes.
"This is going to be our primary agricultural base," Amber told the awe-struck soldiers. "The food and herbs grown here will sustain the Knights for generations."
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### **The Premiere of a Legend**
By the next morning, the fields of Mondstadt were already green with twenty-centimeter-tall Spirit Grains. But for many, the focus wasn't on farming—it was the cinema.
In Mondstadt City, the streets were deserted as people crowded into the theaters. **Amber** barely managed to snag a ticket, sitting down with **Blanche** from the general store just as the lights dimmed.
The movie opened with a scene of bitter rejection.
*"What are you doing here?"*
*"I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill this engagement."*
*"Just because I don't have a Vision, you look down on me? Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! Do not treat a youth as poor forever! One day, I will make you understand the meaning of regret!"*
The young protagonist's roar of defiance struck a chord with the audience. In a world where Visions were the ultimate measure of worth, this story of a talentless youth seeking the "True Immortality" of **Immortal Trace Mountain** was revolutionary.
As the BGM swelled, the audience watched the boy struggle against beasts and rivals, eventually reaching the misty peaks of the floating mountain. The cinematography of thousands of flying swords spiraling in the sky left the theater in a stunned silence.
"Is that place real?" someone whispered.
"My cousin in the Liyue military says it is. He says the swords have their own spirits!"
The climax featured **Li Yingqi** and **Lian Xing** descending on the **Twin swords of Heaven and Thunder**. Their speed and power—shattering mountains with a flick of a finger—left Amber and the other Vision holders gap-eyed.
The story was simple, but in the entertainment-starved world of Teyvat, its themes of perseverance and the promise that *anyone* could become powerful enough to challenge destiny ignited a fire in every young person watching.
"Do not treat a youth as poor forever." That single line became the anthem for every commoner who had ever dared to dream of the stars.
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