Genshin Impact: I Became The Son Of Greater Lord Rukkhadevata

"Freshly gathered spices from the rainforest! Come and buy them!"

"Grain for sale! Newly harvested grain, extra fresh, extra cheap!"

"Slaves for sale! Just captured, strong and sturdy!"

"Statues for sale, freshly crafted…"

"Prince, how do you say this part?"

"What's the point of having you around if you can't handle even something so simple? Honestly, I think we should… you know, good wine doesn't fear a hidden alley. Let's stop yelling."

"Wise words, Your Highness."

At that moment, an old street loafer shuffled up to Yu.

Zhongli observed the strange and surreal scene in front of him, feeling inexplicably speechless. His eyes rested on a young man with slightly oversized ears and striking white hair. Deep in thought, he sized Yu up.

A very young god, yet immensely powerful. That was Zhongli's initial impression of Yu. A god of such formidable strength suddenly appearing in Liyue was definitely not good news.

Frankly, Yu wasn't fond of his white hair, but his mother had white hair, and his future sister would too. In any case, it seemed his whole family was destined to be white-haired.

Suddenly, Yu sensed an overwhelming presence. What the heck? This aura is huge!

It was, without a doubt, the most powerful aura Yu had ever encountered. He wasn't sure if he could take this opponent on.

Looking up, Yu saw a man with sharp features and an air of wealth, staring down at him intently.

"Hello. What can I do for you?"

The current Geo Archon, while undeniably powerful, didn't yet possess the poise he would gain a thousand years later.

"Come with me."

Before Yu could react, Zhongli's figure vanished, taking Yu with him.

When Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself being stared down by a crowd. A quick glance revealed that it was Liyue's top brass—adepti, mystical birds, and gods—all gathered. Yu instantly regretted not bringing the Gorgon's head with him; he could've wiped them all out in one go. The scene before him was overwhelming.

The God of Dust Guizhong, two great cranes, two stags, and five Yaksha guardians—all eyes locked on Yu.

"Quite the spectacle, huh?" Yu remarked nonchalantly, sitting directly on the ground. Everyone else was standing, but he didn't mind sitting—even if it was on the floor.

"A foreign god—what brings you to Liyue?" asked one of them.

"Business. My family has more grain than we can eat, and I heard there are a lot of people here, so I came."

The crowd wasn't convinced. No one believed a god would come all this way just to do business, especially one as powerful as Yu. It sounded absurd.

Still, it wasn't entirely unreasonable. After all, if a head of state suddenly appeared in another country claiming they were just there to grab a meal, no one would believe them either. What the Liyueans couldn't fathom was that Yu was merely seeking refuge.

Yu could tell they didn't trust him, but he didn't have much to say. That's just how it is.

Suddenly, Zhongli felt a strange sensation, and the scene shifted. A woman with long white hair and pointed ears appeared before him.

"Morax, I want to form a contract with you."

…

Meanwhile, Yu was still pondering how to explain himself when Zhongli spoke up unexpectedly.

"Yu, just now, your mother made a deal with me. From now on, you're one of my people."

Yu: !!!

It felt like a bolt of lightning had struck his brain.

"You… You're kidding, right?"

"Your mother spoke to me through the ley lines. From now on, you belong to me."

"So… I was sold?"

"By standard rationality, yes, but considering the circumstances, it doesn't count as selling."

"Why not?"

"I didn't pay any Mora."

Yu felt utterly defeated. He began plotting in his mind: When I return, I'm staging a coup. From that day onward, the gates of Sumeru City will be renamed to Xuanwu Gate. I don't need a mother like this.

Suddenly, Yu stood up, bowed deeply to Morax, and said, "Yu, after wandering half my life, have longed to find a worthy lord. If you don't mind, I'd like to acknowledge you as my adoptive father."

Zhongli was stunned by the unexpected turn of events.

In the end, the adoption didn't go through, but Yu wasn't upset. It's not like I really meant it. Just wait—when I go back, not only will I seize the throne, but I'll also backstab you while I'm at it.

Thus, congratulations to the Geo Archon—he successfully gained a high-level combat asset (corporate slave).

But for Yu, this land would soon become his hunting ground.

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Years passed.

Yu now sat atop a rooftop in Guili Assembly, casually resting with the Vortex Vanquisher given to him by his "boss."

Why had his boss given him a weapon? Well, hand-to-hand combat with other gods had proven too terrifying. Zhongli noticed that Yu fought like a madman—completely ignoring his own injuries and adopting a reckless, trade-wound-for-wound fighting style. He was a brute, plain and simple. To ensure his employee survived longer, Morax decided to teach Yu some martial techniques. Charging in blindly with brute strength alone was unacceptable. In a land filled with refined warriors, Yu stood out like a sore thumb with his brawler antics.

Yu didn't care much. For him, weapons were cumbersome. His body was his best weapon. He preferred close-quarters combat over wielding any blade. If necessary, he'd conjure wooden branches from himself—that was part of him anyway.

Zhongli, seeing Yu's stubbornness, didn't know what to say but still insisted on arming him.

Reluctantly, Yu complied. "Fine. This Gorgon's head is my catalyst. Our whole family uses artifacts."

That earned him a good scolding from the Gorgon, followed by a smackdown. Ultimately, Yu gave in. The Liyue gang couldn't tolerate him parading around with a severed head, so he ended up not only using weapons but having a whole collection of them.

Morax was slightly pained by the outcome. Yu wielded dual Prototype Archaic greatswords and spent three days and nights chopping down trees in Yunlai Sea. By the time he returned, both swords were worn down to stubs.

In the end, Morax personally forged several weapons for him—all built for durability.

Yu finally accepted their "civilized" approach but secretly vowed: Just wait, Morax. Someday, I'll hit you with something truly heartfelt.