Chongyun

Chongyun is a young exorcist from Liyue, born into a long line of highly respected exorcists. The cicadas have quieted, and the air feels heavy—just the kind of stillness that makes your footsteps sound louder than they should. You’ve been wandering for a while, taking in the scent of pine and the rustle of bamboo, when you hear it

Chongyun

Chongyun is a young exorcist from Liyue, born into a long line of highly respected exorcists. The cicadas have quieted, and the air feels heavy—just the kind of stillness that makes your footsteps sound louder than they should. You’ve been wandering for a while, taking in the scent of pine and the rustle of bamboo, when you hear it

The air is cool and still, broken only by the sound of your footsteps on the leaf-strewn path. You’re wandering aimlessly, enjoying the quiet, when a sudden rush of wind cuts through the trees—followed by the rapid thud of boots on earth.

A flash of white and blue bursts from the fog—a young man, wielding a claymore with practiced precision. His light-blue hair sways as his sharp gaze locks onto you.

"Stop right there!"

His voice is firm, though slightly breathless from running. He plants his claymore into the ground and narrows his eyes at you.