After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 30

The demons were very proactive.

 

Just as Xinghui had barely lifted his head, he was startled by the presence of so many people. Realizing that something was amiss, the little one who had turned to run was quickly grabbed and brought back.

 

“Boss, he should be a resident of Treeling Star, still young, not much of a threat.”

 

Yuanyuan stood beside Xinghui and glanced at the scene.

 

The one they had captured was a young Treeling child who appeared to be around eleven or twelve years old, with deep green short hair and eyes as blue as the sea, filled with panic.

 

When they had set out for Treeling Star, they had already considered the situation of the indigenous people. The fact that they could freely communicate with Brilliant Star and sought shelter from Moon View made them somewhat dangerous to Xinghui, despite being a lower-ranking race within the star system.

 

Minimize contact.

 

They hadn’t come to Treeling Star to find faith for Xinghui, but rather to explore whether there were fragments of gods here.

 

However, the child, once released, didn’t leave but instead took a few steps closer to Xinghui.

 

“Are you, are you from another planet? Did the great gods send you to save us?”

 

Being young, he had only heard a few fragmented words about the gods, but his emerald eyes lit up at the mention of them.

 

He took a few eager steps forward.

 

Yuanyuan watched as Xinghui, who had just been slightly out of breath, immediately regained his composure. His pale face lifted earnestly as he said, “Although it’s not exactly as you said, but indeed, I am a god.”

 

A god!

 

These two words made the young Treeling dizzy with excitement. He didn’t even have time to think about what Xinghui had said earlier. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to rush forward regardless, but was stopped by Yuanyuan’s outstretched hand.

 

“Great God, please save my brother, my brother is dying from a genetic disease.”

 

In lower-ranking star systems, death and separation were commonplace, especially in areas ravaged by cosmic storms, genetic diseases, natural disasters, and rampaging star beasts.

 

“Where is your brother?”

 

Xinghui calmly inquired.

 

“My brother has been vomiting blood all this time. They drove us out to welcome you. He’s over there, please, save my brother.”

 

The young Treeling spoke with tear-filled eyes, small and frail, hanging onto Yuanyuan’s hand, his emerald eyes fixed on Xinghui.

 

Yuanyuan’s dark red eyes swept over the person he had caught with no emotion, then turned to Xinghui.

 

This situation was commonplace for them, but for this young god, it was likely to be overwhelming.

 

Yuanyuan gestured to the other demon clan members to bring some energy minerals and prepare to clear the way. The path ahead was even more difficult, and they needed to deal with the tangled branches to allow Xinghui to pass through.

 

“You’re not within your territory, and only your brother is there, right?”

 

Xinghui didn’t immediately agree, his nose catching a faint scent of blood from the child.

 

As for the child’s misunderstanding, he didn’t say anything. His tone remained unchanged, calm, composed, and steady, soothing the impatience in people’s hearts.

 

The young Treeling nodded dazedly. It was only then that he realized Xinghui seemed unable to see, but those lifeless yet beautiful black eyes were indeed looking in his direction.

 

Before he could figure it out, Xinghui had already turned his head towards Yuanyuan.

 

“Let everyone wait here. Bring some energy minerals, and we’ll go take a look and come back as soon as possible.”

 

Xinghui didn’t intend to alert too many people.

 

The Alliance could visit at any time, and this place was not safe for them. Helping the Treeling and collecting their faith was not his goal.

 

How could a god who had planned to escape during the divine celebration of the Brilliant Star possibly have a heart full of benevolence?

 

Yuanyuan raised his eyebrows.

 

Yuanyuan swiftly navigated through the forest with Xinghui in his arms.

 

Ahead of them, the young Treeling was leading the way.

 

Having grown up in such an environment, even a child of ten or so years old could move surprisingly fast.

 

Xinghui’s hand was holding onto Yuanyuan’s clothes, quietly held in his arms, his eyelashes drooping as he contemplated the next steps.

 

Yuanyuan’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on Xinghui as he glanced ahead.

 

From the beginning, when they helped with the attitude of finding minerals, saving people, he had thought this was a small, pretty person with a mission to save the universe.

 

His presence was just too strong. When he looked down at Xinghui, even the hot breath could brush against Xinghui’s cheek.

 

Xinghui really couldn’t ignore him, reaching out to push his chin up.

 

“Look at the road, not me.”

 

Moreover, what was so strange about this?

 

Xinghui felt that Yuanyuan, who found such things strange, was even stranger.

 

After all—

 

“A fool can’t survive, but I’m here not out of personal feelings, but out of divine responsibility.”

 

Since birth, the responsibility of the gods has been to withstand disasters and bring hope.

 

Setting aside his personal emotions, genetic diseases, natural disasters, and the aftermath of storms are all his enemies.

 

As weak as he is, there’s only so much he can do, but he’s still striving to do a lot.

 

So, arguing with his mother about lower-ranking star systems and the demon clan, escaping from Brilliant Star, helping the demon clan, and now being carried around against his will—

 

Yuanyuan was forced to look up at the road by Xinghui’s push. The little god usually exuded dignity and nobility, not allowing anyone to approach him recklessly. Yet, when there was an urgent matter, he didn’t hesitate to use him as a means of transportation, adaptable as he was.

 

At this moment, his body leaned slightly towards Yuanyuan, one hand grabbing onto his clothes to steady himself, while the other pushed up Yuanyuan’s chin, preventing him from seeing his expression clearly.

 

Then, that calm, gentle voice fell softly in Yuanyuan’s ears.

 

The tranquility only made the waves more apparent, like the calm surface of the deep sea, seemingly waveless, but what whirlpools and sea monsters lurked beneath were unknown.

 

What kind of days had this guy spent on Brilliant Star?

 

To develop a habit of always planning ahead, holding back words, refusing to let others get too close, and keeping expectations of others to a minimum?

 

“Brother! Brother!”

 

The young Treeling ahead stopped, shouting anxiously.

 

Under the makeshift canopy of large leaves, a youth who didn’t seem much older than the young Treeling lay on a pile of grass leaves.

 

His limbs trembled incessantly, blood oozing from his lips, ears, and eyes. Upon hearing his brother’s voice, he weakly opened his eyes, tinged with the color of blood.

 

“Ib, where did you go…”

 

“Brother, I found the great god! The great god will definitely save you!”

 

The great god?

 

The parents of the two brothers had died early from genetic diseases. Isa’s genetic disease progressed too quickly, so they were abandoned by their tribe. Isa had only heard fragmented words about the gods from adults.

 

They said the gods loved them equally, that the gods would grant them a land of no suffering, and that the golden gods would give them a place where even the light was golden.

 

But it was just a fantasy he had in extreme pain, one he hadn’t told Ib about.

 

Where had Ib heard about the great god from?

 

Had Ib really found the great god?

 

“Place the energy stones next to him.”

 

The melodious voice rang out like water hitting pebbles.

 

Soon, two figures entered his line of sight.

 

The tall figure squatted down beside him, producing a bag from somewhere. Its contents spilled out with a clatter beside him. When his fingertips touched the cold stones, his chaotic mental state was smoothed out somewhat, and his body suddenly felt lighter.

 

Then, a cold hand rested on his neck.

 

Isa finally saw clearly.

 

In the fleeting light and shadow of the branches and leaves, a black-haired youth with a calm and composed demeanor stood.

 

But shouldn’t the god be golden?

 

Isa was puzzled.

 

“Are you… the god…”

 

The pain in his body was gradually alleviated.

 

Xinghui lowered his gaze. “I am the god. Don’t speak, just stay quiet.”

 

Treelings were a lower-ranking race, naturally lacking in recovery and mental strength compared to the demon clan.

 

Xinghui’s bit of mental strength was like a drop in the ocean, barely making him feel a little more comfortable.

 

Yuanyuan crouched beside them, his ears twitching slightly. After a moment, he glanced at Xinghui.

 

“Someone is coming.”

 

Xinghui’s expression tensed, his movements involuntarily quickening.

 

Yuanyuan, on the other hand, seemed to completely disregard the newcomer, still crouching beside the young boy with a smile on his lips.

 

“After all, you’ve all been abandoned. Why not give your faith to him and see what happens?”

 

It was just a casual remark made after seeing Xinghui’s laborious efforts, but after saying it, Yuanyuan himself frowned inexplicably, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

 

But upon hearing these words, Xinghui quickly glanced up at Yuanyuan, somewhat surprised, before lowering his head again. Any discomfort Yuanyuan felt seemed to vanish without a trace.

 

“Isa! Ib! Where are you?!”

 

“Brother, it’s Uncle Er and the others!”

 

Ib was still young after all. Although he had just been driven out, he still trusted certain people in the tribe. Upon hearing the term “Uncle Er,” he immediately stood up, vigorously shaking his little hands and shouting.

 

“Uncle Er, we’re here! The great god is here treating my brother’s genetic disease!”

 

Yuanyuan grabbed the bouncing little body of Ib, his smile on his face somewhat terrifying.

 

“Kid, calm down and don’t speak nonsense.”

 

But soon, the branches were pushed aside.

 

“What are you talking about? The great god hasn’t come to our little place. Have you encountered some scammer? But there’s good news—by the grace of the gods, the councilor of the Alliance has arrived! He’s looking for patients with genetic diseases. Your brother will be saved. Hurry up and come back with us.”