Silver Wolf's livestream room.
"Quick summary: New map Dragonspine and Ziwei Star Palace open, lots of Primogems to farm."
"Next version four new characters enter banners: 5-stars are Albedo, Xuanjian, and Ganyu; 4-star is everyone's favorite Yunshang."
"Reasonable guess: Yunshang is Xuanjian's dedicated support—after all, they're siblings, both Geo."
"Through the major event you can get a 4-star sword weapon—strength unknown, but can be refined to max directly."
"Missing it is fine—you can get it through Dragonspine's offering rewards, a mechanism similar to the Statues of The Seven."
"Ziwei Star Palace also has 20 pulls, but requires Liyue exploration progress. Those who need it can wait for my stream to scan and let me grind for you."
"That's it. If there's nothing else, I'm ending stream to play games."
While speaking, Silver Wolf's gaze never left her phone. After finishing, she was about to close the stream.
At this moment, Silver Wolf caught Yingxing's gesture from the corner of her eye. Following the gesture's meaning, she looked at the livestream room.
The water friends were all urging Silver Wolf to watch the new animated short just released by the Genshin official account—[The Voice of the Sword].
It was said to be related to Second Brother!
Whether Jun Bai fans or Second Brother fans, everyone knew it couldn't be missed!
And coincidentally, Silver Wolf was a hidden Jun Bai stan.
So Silver Wolf ended her current game as quickly as possible, opened Bilibili, went to the official account, and clicked the latest video:
—The Voice of the Sword
"My name is Jun Mo Li. I was born in Qingce Village."
The miHoYo logo disappeared. In the darkness came a young man's soft whisper and a line of subtitles.
The screen brightened. A plainly dressed couple stood in a familiar scene. The young, beautiful woman held an infant who appeared not yet a month old in her arms.
"This is… the Jun residence." Silver Wolf quickly recognized the familiar background. "This looks like events from three thousand years ago."
[This should be Second Brother's parents and Second Brother right after birth.]
[As expected, good looks are hereditary. Second Brother's mom and dad are both very good-looking! They look so much like Second Brother.]
[I see Second Brother's mom still has lingering charm.]
[The guy up there talking about having a good life please calm down—otherwise Soaring Firmament will teleport to your neck. By the way, Second Brother's dad's expression looks a bit off.]
"I was born during the Archon War, but for Qingce Village, the war was already a hundred years in the past."
"A hundred years ago, Lord Rex Lapis slew Chi and brought Qingce Village under his rule. The place I lived in was a peaceful Qingce Village."
The scene shifted. The man who had appeared earlier stood in frame, face pale, eyes closed, holding an ice-element Vision in his hands.
"My father was named Jun Xiao, a famous swordsman in Qingce Village. Father also possessed a Vision."
"The elders in the village said Visions are the gaze cast down by the gods—only those whose wishes are strong enough can obtain one."
"Before the Archon War, Vision wielders were rare but not so rare that Qingce Village had only Father possessing one."
"After the Archon War began, the gods seemed to stop casting their gaze—only exceptional cases could obtain a Vision during the war."
"I don't know how Father obtained his Vision, but Mother often said that after Father received his Vision, no one could rival him in swordsmanship."
The screen showed scenes of Jun Xiao wielding his sword to defeat opponents, cold air swirling around him.
Silver Wolf laughed out loud: "Post-version-update Three-Body People treating pre-version-update primitive humans like this."
[In an era where Visions were rarer than giant pandas, Father Jun used his Vision to bully others.]
[When Father Jun was bullying people with his Vision, he probably never imagined his son would later bully Vision wielders as a Visionless person.]
The scene shifted to Jun Xiao holding a longsword and demonstrating moves, while little Jun Mo Li held a wooden sword beside him, imitating his father's actions.
"At four years old, Father began teaching me swordsmanship and told me stories about our family."
"Such as how the Jun family is a lineage of swordsmiths, that we forged a famous sword capable of wounding gods, and that in the basement is stored the number one sword in the world—only wieldable by the number one swordsman."
"These stories that can no longer be proven true or false—I all heard from Father."
"Just like how there really is a sword in our basement, but whether only the number one swordsman can draw it—I don't know."
"But I heard Father's wish was to draw that sword. For that, Father trained rigorously in swordsmanship—even bringing me along."
"But I didn't like practicing sword. I preferred reading and writing, so I often skipped Father's sword lessons."
[This is how the Qingce Sword Immortal was born. Who would have thought the Sword Immortal—who rivals gods with a mortal body—didn't like practicing sword and preferred reading and writing.]
[From Second Brother's perspective, his dad's stories sound completely unbelievable. But from a god's-eye view, Father Jun wasn't lying.]
[By the way, isn't Father Jun projecting his own dream onto Second Brother? After all, Second Brother never wanted to be a swordsman from childhood.]
"I don't think so—otherwise Second Brother couldn't have kept skipping Father Jun's sword lessons." Silver Wolf said while sipping happiness water.
"Anyone who's been to cram school knows—if your parents insist you go, you have no power to resist."
"So Second Brother being able to constantly skip classes already says a lot." Silver Wolf speculated.
At this moment, the screen on the display flipped like a book page.
Jun Xiao lay on the bed, face ashen, motionless. Little Jun Mo Li sat silently by the bedside. Mother stood at the door, covering her face and weeping.
"At five years old, Father passed away."
One sentence stirred a thousand waves.
[Ah? Isn't this a bit too sudden?]
[I knew Father Jun passed away when Second Brother was very young, but I thought there would be buildup. But this…]
"When I was one year old, monsters that hadn't appeared in Qingce Village for a long time suddenly appeared and attacked the village."
"Father went alone to confront the monsters. With the power of his Vision, he repelled all the monsters by himself. But he himself was eroded by god remnants and didn't have long to live."
The gray-white line art replayed—scenes of Jun Xiao wielding his sword amid monsters appeared before the players.
"As a doctor, Grandfather said that although Father had the Jun family's secret arts to resist god remnant erosion to a certain extent, surviving four years was already a miracle."
"In his final period, he was completely relying on willpower to maintain a normal life. That's why Father suddenly collapsed."
"In his final moments of consciousness, Father handed his Vision to me. The Vision lost its light in my hand. Then Father said to me:"
"Mo Li, from now on you don't need to practice sword anymore. Just do what you like."
The gray-white line art faded. Five-year-old Jun Mo Li held his father's Vision. The Vision lost its light in his hand.
"Later, Mother told me that Father's Vision didn't appear out of nowhere—it had been passed down through generations from our ancestors."
"Ever since our great ancestor forged that legendary number one sword in the basement, every generation of the Jun family's inheritors wished to draw that sword. Thus the Vision would bloom with the same light in their hands."
"Mother said there were other things, but I can't remember anymore. At that time, only one thing filled my heart."
"I… seem to have let Father leave with regret. The Vision lost its light in my hand. Father's wish was not continued through me."
Five-year-old Jun Mo Li gripped the Vision tightly.
"At that moment, I made a firm decision—I must inherit Father's wish and make the Vision bloom with light again."
"I swore—"
"Even if I don't want to practice sword, I must continue. I absolutely must become the number one swordsman in the world."
"That sword—I must draw it and let Father see."