I'm a male god in Liyue

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By this time, the ink on the painting had almost dried.

Abedo rolled up the painting, said goodbye to the two True Lords, and turned to leave.

True Lord Li Shui and True Lord Xiao Yue exchanged a glance.

"How to do?"

"Hurry up! It's too dangerous here! We'd be safer staying with the Dragon King!"

"good!"

Chapter 498 The Dance of the Flower Goddess (4K)

The competition venue, on the stage.

The host is announcing loudly: "Please welcome the next contestant, Yura Lawrence."

"..."

The audience immediately fell silent.

It wasn't the quiet anticipation of an upcoming performance; it was more like a deathly silence, as if something had suddenly choked you, causing your voice to abruptly stop.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed to become somewhat awkward.

A variety of complex gazes were cast at the girl on stage, some even carrying a hint of disgust.

Yura walked forward with her head held high and her face expressionless.

Humph.

She had suffered this kind of terrible treatment countless times before, because of her name.

I've long since stopped caring.

The same thing happened in last year's competition, but in the end, these guys could only watch helplessly as they won the championship.

Moreover, not everyone has this prejudice against them...

Amber put her hands to her mouth and shouted from below the stage, "Go, Yura!"

Yura glanced at it, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Then, Zhu Zi and the others joined in, shouting, "Miss Yura! Go for it!"

Yura heard the voice and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

I never expected that these girls I just met today would cheer me on.

Ah.

The Mondstadt people he was desperately protecting saw him as a sinner.

Strangers he met by chance treated him like a friend.

This grudge...

Yura walked onto the stage, performed a noble greeting, and slowly scanned the crowd below.

Those who had been looking at her with hostility just moments before now dared not meet her gaze.

I've made a note of it...

Yura looked away and closed her eyes.

Beyond traditional etiquette, art was the "second soul" that the old aristocracy valued most.

The sacrificial dance—a ritual used by noble families to demonstrate their nobility—is hailed as the crystallization of this soul, the most dazzling jewel at the top of the scepter.

According to folklore, long before the old nobility imposed their bloody rule on Mondstadt, the most powerful families had already jointly created a ritual dance.

The third solo dance, representing the Lawrence family, is titled "Flickering Candlelight" and is the most important part of the ritual dance. The dancer is of high status and is usually the eldest daughter of the family.

To hone the ultimate dance moves, the Lawrence family would gather top dancers to serve as the eldest daughter's dance instructors. Bleeding toes were merely an embellishment of glory, something every dancer should be proud of.

The ancient ritual has continued for so long that even today, years after being driven out by the people, the Lawrence family still maintains this tradition.

But without the grand banquets and magnificent stages to match, the Ritual Dance was no longer as noble as it once was. The requirements for the dance postures also relaxed due to a lack of instructors. The Lawrence family finally became powerless to continue, treating it merely as an amateur skill rather than a required course.

As time passed, the negative connotations associated with this dance gradually faded, and what remained was only its graceful movements.

Compared to those suffocating courses, it was actually the only relaxing pastime for Yura, the eldest daughter of the current Lawrence family, during her childhood.

The melodious music of the ritual seemed to echo in my ears again.

Yura opened her eyes and, oblivious to everyone around her, began to dance the ritual dance that had long been ingrained in her memory—[Flickering Candlelight].

The graceful girl, like a noble and elegant swan, danced on the stage, every movement exuding an indescribable beauty of rhythm and cadence.

Her short blue hair fluttered in the wind, like a free wave.

This was once a dance offered to the gods.

Wendy looked at the girl on the stage, a touch of nostalgia rising in her eyes.

Then, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the Dragon King next to him, and while eating them, he mumbled, "Mr. Xia's frying is still delicious. Go and ask for some more."

The Dragon King ignored him: "If you want to eat, go ahead and do it yourself."

"How can I go? Diona is there, I don't dare to go there at all."

"What does that have to do with me? Don't try to take mine."

"mean!"

Wendy was worrying when she turned around and saw True Lord Lishui and True Lord Xiaoyue coming over.

Wendy asked curiously, "Weren't you setting up a stall? What are you doing here?"

Li Shui Zhenjun suppressed a laugh: "Xiao Yue said she wanted to come over."

The Moon-Slicing True Lord said with a bitter face, "There's nothing I can do; all the tools for fortune-telling are gone."

Wendy and the Dragon King immediately became interested upon hearing this: "Oh? That's it?"

Li Shui Zhenjun explained, "Just now, a customer came to my place to buy a painting. Xiao Yue had his fortune told, and as a result, all the coins were broken."

The Dragon King frowned: "Such a thing actually happened? What kind of guest was he?"

The Moon-Slicing True Lord said, "He said his name is Abedo, and he is the chief alchemist of the Knights of Favonius."

Wendy chuckled: "It really was him, no wonder..."

The Moon-Slicing True Lord looked at Wendy and asked cautiously, "Do you recognize that person?"

Wendy said seriously, "Yeah, it's okay. You don't need to worry about him causing you trouble. I'll help you later."

The Moon-Slicing True Lord was relieved: "Thank you."

"You don't need to say thank you, just go and ask Mr. Xia for some melon seeds."

"it is good!"

On the stage, Yura had already finished performing that beautiful ritual dance.

Amber was the first to clap and cheer, followed by Zhu Zi and others, and some audience members also clapped.

Yura performed a noble gesture and quietly stepped down from the stage.

After a brief discussion, the judges awarded the highest score so far in the competition.

The audience did not voice any objections. Although people had some prejudice against Yura, the artistic merit of the dance was undeniable.

Yura returned to the audience and walked to Amber's side.

Amber laughed and said, "You're still as good as last year. You'll definitely be the champion again."

Yura glanced at Xia Ci, who was still eating sunflower seeds without any sense of tension, and said, "Not necessarily, the competition isn't over yet."

For Yura, winning this competition itself doesn't mean much.

Even though she won last year, prejudice against her background still exists.

The reason why Yura specifically asked Qin for leave to participate in today's competition was mainly for the prize money of the champion.

The Lawrence family was tried many years ago for their crime of enslaving Mondstadt in darkness. Most of their property was confiscated by the Knights of Favonius, and what little remained has long since been squandered. Yet, even so, they still insist on maintaining the dignity of nobility...

As the eldest daughter in the family, she had no choice but to work hard to earn money.

Before long, the host announced that it was Xia Ci's turn to perform.

Yura watched her walk onto the stage.

She was still wearing that flower wreath on her head.

A moment later, Xia Ci began to dance.

It is a very beautiful dance.

But a look of astonishment flashed in Yura's eyes.

She murmured, "No... this isn't the Dance of the Flower Goddess... I've seen dancers from Sumeru dance... their Dance of the Flower Goddess isn't like this..."

Although Xia Ci's dance was completely different from the Flower Goddess Dance in Yura's memory, Yura couldn't take her eyes off her at this moment.

She felt that Xia Ci's dance was radiating an incredibly strange charm, attracting her.