Mondstadt's outskirts shimmered under a radiant noon. The grassy plains trembled faintly as the wind carried whispers of sprouting life and the distant hum of a city buzzing with tales.
Ye Ruo had been the architect of this vibrant surge. His wind-woven will savored the thrill of new roots and the echo of a knight's boundless rise.
Jean emerged as the stunned witness beside him. Her disciplined heart quaked against the miracle of a garden born from nothing.
Their bond, forged in duty and tempered by awe, pulsed with Mond's growing might. Ye Ruo's craft and Jean's resolve reshaped the city's soul.
The Zen Garden bloomed stark against the fields. Its emerald walls gleamed with floral arcs, and the sweet scent of fresh sprouts wafted through the air.
Knights' banners fluttered nearby. Crimson and gold danced in the breeze, a fleeting guard amid the garden's pulse.
Ye Ruo stood at the entrance. His cloak swayed as wind curled around him.
"Plants, thrive," he murmured. His voice carried a quiet command.
Jean gaped beside him. Her blonde locks framed a face of pure shock.
"Garden, real?" she rasped. Her green eyes widened in disbelief.
Herta stumbled forward too. Her brown hair tangled in the sudden gust.
"Built, how?" she gasped. Her hands trembled as she touched the vines.
The system pulsed in Ye Ruo's mind. Its chime rang clear and bright.
[Ding, Zen Garden activated.] Host earns Verdant Command Seed.
[Verdant Command Seed: Grants mastery over elemental plants.] It binds nature's will to the sower's call, fierce as a forest's wrath.
Ye Ruo's smirk flickered briefly. "Knights, grow," he mused to himself.
A subplot stirred in the city. Yula strode through Mond's bustling market.
"Gift, his," she muttered. Resolve burned beneath her icy blue gaze.
Amber bounced at her side. "Love, soon?" she teased with a warm grin.
Her brown eyes sparkled bright. Mischief danced in her playful nudge.
Yula's flush crept up fast. "Time, now," she hissed under her breath.
A twist struck the garden sudden. Hilichurls roared from the nearby woods.
"Foes, here!" Herta yelped. Her hand flew to her sword in panic.
Ye Ruo's wind surged outward. "Plants, fight," he barked with sharp intent.
Pea shooters sprouted fast. Grass bullets slammed into the charging horde.
Hilichurls staggered and fell. Thorny vines lashed out to bind the rest.
Jean's jaw dropped lower. "Plants, attack?" she breathed in raw awe.
"Power, ours," Ye Ruo grinned. His wind pulsed to spur the green tide.
A subplot brewed in Lisa's library. Her silk rustled as she flipped a tome.
"Boy, blooms?" she purred. Green eyes glinted with lazy curiosity.
"Books, call," she mused aloud. A smile curled with fond warmth.
Herta's shout broke through. "More, coming!" she cried as beasts charged.
Ye Ruo's gale roared again. Cyan slashed through the air like lightning.
A boar crumpled in silence. Frost gleamed on its lifeless hide.
"Safe, now," he grunted low. His wind softened as the garden stilled.
Jean's legs quaked faintly. "Miracle, this," she whispered to herself.
A twist struck the market loud. "Plants, live?" a vendor gasped in shock.
"Peas, shoot!" a child squealed. Awe rippled through the gathered crowd.
Yula's ears perked up. "Ye Ruo, again?" she murmured with a frown.
Amber's laugh rang out. "He's, wild!" she cheered with unchecked glee.
The garden pulsed with life. Sunflowers glowed and nuts rose tall.
"Seeds, ready," Ye Ruo said. His hand waved over the fertile rows.
Jean's voice trembled soft. "Knights, armed?" she asked with growing hope.
"All, soon," Ye Ruo nodded. His gaze lingered on the vibrant green.
A subplot stirred in Kaeya's patrol. "Fools, creep," he chuckled low.
His dagger flashed in quiet. An Abyss mage froze under his icy strike.
"Caught, easy," he smirked. Shadows faded beneath his steady steps.
Rosalia shadowed the alleys. "Guard, tight," she hissed to herself.
Her spear gleamed in silence. Darkness loomed as she moved unseen.
Ye Ruo's wind pulsed once. "Show, them," he urged with calm command.
He tossed a seed down. A hypnotic mushroom sprouted in a flash.
"Control, now," he ordered firm. The plant's spores swirled in the air.
A Qiuqiu thug froze still. Its club dropped as its eyes glazed over.
"Mine, briefly," Ye Ruo grinned. The thug turned to face its kin.
Jean's gasp broke free. "Monsters, ours?" she rasped in stunned wonder.
Herta's nod came quick. "Logistics, key," she murmured with new resolve.
A twist struck the garden fast. A rift pulsed near the mushroom's edge.
"Abyss, here!" Herta cried. Her sword gleamed as she braced herself.
Ye Ruo's gale roared loud. Cyan slashed through the void's dark maw.
The rift shattered instant. Dust settled over the broken runes.
"Threat, gone," he grunted low. His wind curled back to steady calm.
A subplot brewed in Diluc's bar. "Plants, sell?" Charles asked with a tilt.
"Ye Ruo, stirs," Diluc grunted. Respect flickered in his stern red eyes.
"Wind, rises," he murmured soft. His grip tightened on a polished glass.
Jean's stance steadied slow. "Garden, ours," she vowed with firm intent.
"Knights, strong," she added low. Pride swelled beneath her shocked facade.
Ye Ruo's tales hit the streets. "Thunder, cute?" a vendor read aloud.
"Liyue, fierce," another mused. Qinglong's might sparked their eager awe.
A twist struck the city sudden. "Books, true?" a scholar gasped in shock.
"Twins, Thor?" a trader rasped. Inazuma's tale stirred their wild thoughts.
Yula's resolve hardened more. "His, mine," she whispered to herself.
Amber's cheer broke through. "Go, soon!" she urged with a bright laugh.
A subplot stirred in Keli's chaos. "Boom, plants?" she giggled with glee.
Her red hat bobbed fast. Tiny hands clutched a sparking bomb.
Jean's shout rang out. "Keli, no!" she cried from the garden's edge.
Ye Ruo's wind pulsed swift. "Stop, her," he barked with sharp command.
A clover sprouted instant. Its gust swept Keli back with gentle force.
"Safe, now," he sighed low. His wind softened as the child pouted.
Herta's laugh broke free. "Plants, save!" she cheered with sudden joy.
Jean's legs closed slow. "Miracle, still," she breathed with lingering awe.
A twist struck the garden again. A boar charged at the pea shooters.
"Fire, now!" Ye Ruo barked. His wind spurred the plants to act.
Peas slammed into the beast. Vines lashed and pinned it down hard.
"Done, quick," he grunted low. The boar stilled beneath the green grip.
A subplot brewed in Lisa's lair. "Boy, wild?" she purred with a smirk.
"Love, grows," she mused aloud. Her tea steamed with quiet warmth.
Ye Ruo's wind pulsed once. "Tales, soar," he vowed to the open sky.
The garden sighed with might. Elemental life pulsed in every leaf.
Jean's voice steadied firm. "Knights, rise," she said with newfound fire.
"Future, bright," she added soft. Her green eyes gleamed with bold resolve.
Yula's hands shaped her gift. Dough gleamed in Amber's cozy kitchen.
"His, soon," she murmured low. Ice pulsed faintly in her tender touch.
Amber's nod came quick. "Win, him!" she urged with a warm smile.
A twist struck the market loud. "Plants, buy?" a trader barked in haste.
"Mora, flows!" another cheered. The garden's fame spread like wildfire.
Ye Ruo's legend soared high. Teyvat's winds sang his bold refrain.
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