After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 19

“Alive! Commander! Xiao Yuan, he’s not dead!”

Huanzi suddenly lifted his head, stumbled to his feet, and leaned against the glass to look inside.

After a moment, Huanzi narrowed his eyes.

As the older brother, he had almost shed tears just now. Now, that little brat inside wasn’t giving him even a glance, staring straight at Xinghui.

Damn, what kind of troublemaker was this!

Huanzi cursed and wiped his eyes fiercely.

Once he was back to normal, he would beat him up hard and let him know the importance of respecting his older brother!

Upon seeing Huan Yuan open his eyes, the atmosphere became lively again. People surrounded him in an orderly manner, restoring vitality.

Yuanyuan stepped back, holding the unconscious Xinghui. His eyes, a deep shade of red, focused on Huan Yun’s chest that had initially shown no signs of movement but was gradually becoming more pronounced.

Demons were accustomed to a lack of miracles, but at this moment, an undeniable miracle had occurred. Moreover, the miraculous gaze was still fixed on him, the little god in his arms.

Instinctively, Yuanyuan moved aside, completely shielding Xinghui. When he realized what he had done, he furrowed his brow in confusion.

“It should be due to the depletion of spiritual power. His body was weak to begin with, and his spiritual power was low. He used it all just now, which might lead to some aftereffects. Let him rest properly, and we’ll observe him later.”

Huan Yuan’s injuries were severe. While Yan Fan and others went to check on him, a few medical personnel remained to examine the situation of the little god.

These medical staff had serious expressions, and after monitoring with instruments, they finally sighed in relief.

At this moment, Yan Fan approached, took the data from a nearby medical staff, glanced at it, and only then did her tightly stretched face relax. When she looked at Xinghui, there was a subtle warmth in her expression.

“Huan Yun is fine now. The greatest danger from genetic diseases is the serious damage to our recovery ability. Although Huan Yun’s condition is still critical, his body has begun a slow recovery. After observing for a few more days, his condition should improve.”

Yuanyuan, still holding the unconscious Xinghui, nodded in response.

Huan Yuan was lying on the bed, breathing shallowly, and Yuanyuan couldn’t help but lower his head to observe Xinghui’s translucent face. When Yan Fan informed him of the situation, he raised Xinghui and stepped back.

“I’ve studied it. The hair you gave me, Boss, has no special properties. It’s just normal hair. Moreover, the auction related to the god just concluded, and everything is in order. They don’t seem like a lost god. They even displayed a strand of the god’s hair at the end of the auction.”

Leaning against the doorway of the room assigned to Xinghui, Yuanyuan bent his knees, supported the wall with both hands, looked lazy and casual, and pulled a not-so-pleasant smile when he heard the words.

“The god’s hair?”

He was initially concerned about the potential usefulness of the little god’s hair, so after handing some over to Xiya, he casually stored the remaining strands in a box.

Now that the hair had proven to be useless, and in the past couple of days, Xinghui had demonstrated his usefulness to the Demon Clan several times, truly resembling the rumored god, seeing Cui Canxing exhibit the god’s hair again?

“It seems quite targeted.”

“And there’s even more targeted information. The displayed hair is golden, and it is explicitly stated across the entire galaxy that the god has a head of brilliant, completely untarnished golden hair, showing favoritism towards the equally bright Kela Clan.”

Xiya handed over the materials to Yuanyuan.

Inside were related documents released by Cui Canxing and a photo taken at the exhibition.

The radiant golden strands, tied with platinum ribbons, were placed on the display table. In the photo, the golden hair seemed to be glowing.

“Boss, since the birth of the god from the Abyss five years ago, the god has never made a public appearance. I suspect, could the Abyss have given birth to rare twin gods this time? And if so, doesn’t it seem like our little god ran out and had his path cut off by Cui Canxing?”

Xiya revealed a ‘pure and gentle’ smile.

“Why do I feel like it’s a bit excessive?”

One notable aspect of the Demon Clan—protectiveness.

No matter how much chaos they caused before, if they truly considered you one of their own afterward, they wouldn’t tolerate anyone bullying you.

And evidently, in this short period, Xinghui had successfully gained the recognition of all the demons under Yuyuan’s command.

Regardless of whether they had faith or not, Xinghui was the deity they acknowledged.

Since the arrival of the little god in the desolate star system, he had expressed a desire to protect them and gain their faith.

If Star Union issued an announcement, and if Xinghui were currently within the Union’s territory, he would likely be reported and expelled as a fraud.

Yuyuan flipped through the documents without saying a word.

Angry?

How could he not be angry?

Especially since the Demon Clan was never a race with good temperaments.

Due to the expulsion restrictions on the Demon Clan by the Cosmic Abyss after the Cosmic Storm, Yuanyuan was filled with anger but had nowhere to vent.

“The Union’s territory, the Union’s announcements—what can you do about it? Are you going to raise your banners now and overthrow the Cosmic Abyss? Indulging in luxury after having your fill.”

Yuanyuan clicked his tongue and waved his hand, dismissing the person.

“Go, go, go. There are probably quite a few people trying to contact us recently. Handle that first; I’ll check if he’s awake.”

Xiya, feeling perplexed, walked away after being shooed off.

What did it mean that many people wanted to contact them recently?

They did their work based on their abilities, never stealing or robbing, with a clear conscience. They didn’t make big moves, so why did people insist on contacting them one by one?

At this moment, the communication device within the Demon Clan buzzed.

As Xiya answered, it was a demon clan located outside their territory but relatively close to them.

“Hey, this is the Z72 galaxy, connecting to the Z30 galaxy.”

Just a few seconds after the voice began, it seemed like someone forcefully took over the communication device, and an irritable voice startled Xiya.

“Where’s Yuanyuan?! Where’s that damn guy Yuanyuan?! What did he tell those bastards from the Union?!! Damn it, my planet has run out of resources. I’ve even decided to become a lapdog just to get some resources. I’ve said nice things, cursed, and even lowered my face. Damn it, tell me what Yuanyuan did to please the Union so much that they’ve completely stopped doing business with us?! You guys still human?! Hurry up and give me an explanation, or I’ll gather my team and start by hitting you guys!”

Xiya: …

Alright, he understood why there were many people contacting him recently.

*

Xinghui had never experienced the exhaustion from excessive use of spiritual power since the birth of the universe storm.

The temperature of his body was always on the colder side, and after the excessive use of spiritual power, it became even colder. His head felt heavy, and he couldn’t seem to open his eyes.

It was like drowning in icy water, continuously sinking, unneeded by anyone, unable to wake up.

But soon, this feeling disappeared.

The surroundings began to feel subtle.

The icy water turned into warm water, not only warm but also soft. Before long, Xinghui felt himself sweating from the warmth, and the dizziness eased. His consciousness gradually became clear, and he involuntarily clenched his hand.

Then he grabbed something warm and soft.

Author’s Note:

Yuanyuan: So angry!

Xiya: So angry!

Other members of the Demon Clan: So angry!

Lord Hui is sleeping well.

Today is a day when everyone is angry.

*

There’s something in the afternoon, so I’m updating a bit earlier~

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