After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 40

The curtains were open, and the hot light passed through specially made glass, softened so as not to harm the delicate and fair skin of the deity.

 

The room was brightly lit, and Xinghui was sitting upright in his chair. The slender youth had beautiful features, with gold chains adorning his shoulders, and cufflinks reflecting a faint light.

 

Whenever there were others present, Xinghui always looked serious and earnest, adept at hiding his inner thoughts. Having just listened to Yuanyuan’s words, he was now gazing at him.

 

From this angle, looking at Yuanyuan crouching beside him, Xinghui’s gaze had to lower, his eyes meeting Yuanyuan’s. Without wearing his military cap, light danced among his messy hair, and the short, trimmed tuft of hair swayed slightly with the deity’s movements, while his long eyelashes drooped, now adorned with specks of light.

 

Even in this quiet yet restless afternoon, he still shone brightly, unchanged.

 

Yuanyuan looked at the scene before him, unconsciously lightening his breath bit by bit.

 

But in reality, the seemingly calm little deity was puzzled.

 

Very puzzled indeed.

 

He pondered what his first follower was thinking.

 

Although the connection of faith linked to the strongest, most devout, his follower’s thought process often left Xinghui unable to follow.

 

Why did the conversation suddenly turn to touching wings, touching horns, and wanting to snuggle?

 

The calm, composed, and lofty Lord God wouldn’t take the initiative to do such things!

 

But as Xinghui looked at him crouching in the spot where the group of little ones had just leaned, and those eyes seeking some kind of answer, he extended his hand toward his faithful follower. The icy fingertips grasped his little demon horn.

 

Yuanyuan was caught off guard, his body trembling slightly, but his smile on his face remained, still appearing refined on the surface.

 

“Why is your body temperature always so low—”

 

Every time Xinghui touched him, he couldn’t help but sigh. At first, carrying him felt like carrying a cold energy stone that couldn’t be warmed up, but after getting used to it, the temperature of the little deity’s body felt somewhat refreshing for a demon race known for their naturally high body temperatures.

 

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes widened suddenly.

 

The tall figure was pulled forward by the slender fingertip holding his demon horn. From a half-crouched position, his left knee instantly pressed onto the ground, one hand supporting the ground, while the other propped up on the little deity’s knee.

 

This guy was indeed tall; after being pulled over, he almost enveloped half of Xinghui’s body, still with his head raised, his gaze not much lower than Xinghui’s.

 

Like a big wolf trying to imitate the small puppies’ coquettishness but never quite getting it right.

 

Xinghui also noticed his ‘uncooperativeness’.

 

Boldly grasping his demon horn, Xinghui pressed him down.

 

The ‘big dog’ obediently bent his body, finally leaning against the deity’s thigh.

 

Internally, the little deity was in turmoil, looking at him crouching next to him, and thinking that maybe it was because he hadn’t experienced this kind of life when he was young, so he felt sour. Xinghui decided to indulge his first follower’s ‘wish’, but after actually doing it, he felt that the posture was somewhat strange.

 

But as soon as Yuanyuan leaned against his leg, he didn’t react anymore.

 

Xinghui paused, his toes unconsciously gripping the ground, feeling awkward.

 

His expression remained unchanged as he released his grip on the demon horn and casually pushed his head.

 

“How old are you, still learning to be coquettish with those little kids? Are you okay now—”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanyuan, who had been bent over, fell to the ground following Xinghui’s forceful push.

 

Xinghui: ??

 

He didn’t use much force when he patted him just now.

 

Was he pretending to fall??

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Xinghui was startled by Yuanyuan’s fall and leaned in to check on him.

 

Yuanyuan came to his senses, propping himself up from the ground, his brows furrowed, and he simply sat down beside Xinghui’s chair, feeling equally strange.

 

But he couldn’t figure out what was wrong exactly; he just felt his heart pounding when he got so close to Xinghui, his body stiff, even though he had been in closer contact before, often carrying Xinghui, whose movement speed was slow.

 

Was all this change happening before and after he gained faith in Xinghui?

 

Yuanyuan reviewed everything that had happened since Xinghui came here, feeling that his thoughts were very reasonable.

 

It was probably due to devout faith.

 

Could it be that his faith as a demon race was so devout?

 

But he was Xinghui’s first follower after all, and with Xinghui being so fragile and his eyes still not recovered, he felt somewhat comfortable with the temperature of the little deity’s body, even though the demon race was naturally warmer. So, it was only natural for him to devoutly assist Xinghui in various ways and avoid various dangers.

 

After understanding this point, Yuanyuan’s gaze towards Xinghui became even more intense.

 

But in the midst of the little deity’s confused inquiry, Yuanyuan got up and moved a little farther away, slapping his clothes a few times.

 

Then he spoke again.

 

“Do you know when the Alliance will set out?”

 

“It should be soon. We caused quite a stir before, and the Alliance couldn’t suppress it anymore. It seems that both faith and power are shaking, and they probably want to stabilize faith as soon as possible.”

 

Yuanyuan quickly suppressed his devout thoughts for the time being.

 

“The month when the Alliance—”

 

“Yuejian.”

 

“Oh, when Yuejian sets out, there will definitely be some commotion. I’m afraid Yuanquan will also come along this time. We will definitely get the news then. And with our understanding of Yuanquan, they won’t miss any opportunity to consolidate their power. This time, under the security measures they have prepared, it should still be a public itinerary.”

 

Yuanyuan had already returned to Xinghui’s side, lowering his gaze, looking at the soft top of Xinghui’s hair.

 

“Is there any problem with Yuejian?”

 

“Before, when I was in Brilliant Star, I didn’t have many conversations with him.”

 

Xinghui lowered his head, his fingertips tapping lightly on the side as he contemplated.

 

In his memory, his younger brother was a gentle and considerate god in all aspects, protected like a greenhouse rose by the royal family. Occasionally, he would say a few words, and the other party would respond sweetly, which he found difficult to adapt to.

 

“Although I don’t know where Brilliant Star got the rumors from, saying that the Twin Gods also split the strong power of the original deity. Otherwise, Yuejian’s power would have a greater improvement on genetic diseases. At that time, I didn’t have faith and my spiritual power was very low, so I couldn’t feel anything in that regard.”

 

But now, with the faith of the demon race, along with the faith of the woven race, and with the deity fragment, his original spiritual power was slowly increasing with such stimulation.

 

Looking back now, such statements made him feel somewhat strange.

 

“As for whether there are specific problems, it’s still uncertain for now. Let’s go and take a look first. And with this sense of crisis, I also want to see if Yuejian has a similar feeling.”

 

Xinghui only felt like he was in a fog, unable to figure out many things, especially since he had gritted his teeth and moved forward initially because of this sense of crisis.

 

Yuanyuan responded and thought about the next arrangement, then changed the topic.

 

“Do you remember the gun you used before?”

 

Xinghui looked up.

 

“I didn’t explain it to you clearly before, but that gun was actually designed for you. It’s just that it was still in testing. When I went out last time, I brought it along for testing. I didn’t expect you to use it first. The data has already been recorded, and the researchers at the institute have made improvements. It should be more suitable for you now. Do you want to give it a try?”

 

Xinghui’s tuft of hair swayed imperceptibly.

 

No man could resist these things.

 

Starships, firearms, always make people’s blood boil.

 

Although last time using it made Xinghui’s wrist ache, after the wrist ache subsided, Xinghui couldn’t help but think of that feeling again.

 

Soon, the little deity stood up.

 

This was a little token of appreciation from enthusiastic believers.

 

“Since you put it that way, let’s go take a look.”

 

The little deity felt happy inside—hurry up, hurry up.

 

*

 

Demon Race Research Lab.

 

Another dull afternoon.

 

The lab was bustling with noise.

 

Before Xinghui arrived, they had been arguing about how to better discover and utilize energy mines, as well as whether there were any alternatives to energy mines, and how to artificially synthesize similar substances.

 

But at this moment—

 

“What kind of strawberry flavor is that of yours? Do you also want to give it to Lord God to taste? Have you ever seen real strawberries? This taste is simply a low-quality version of industrial saccharin. It’s most suitable for your whimsical brain.”

 

“Huh, at least the sweet nutrient solution I researched is still Lord God’s favorite to this day. Look at your offbeat barbecue-flavored nutrient solution. Did Lord God even acknowledge you? Making the nutrient solution salty or barbecue-flavored is simply an insult to the sense of taste! I absolutely won’t let you mess around with the nutrient pills this time!”

 

Two factions stood among a pile of sophisticated instruments, one calm, the other irritable, confronting each other.

 

As the demon race who came to deliver the message pushed open the door, he heard these words and couldn’t help but smile wryly.

 

“Lord God is about to come to the research lab, why are you still arguing?”

 

And what are you arguing about? Is it necessary to argue about the sweetness of a nutrient solution?

 

He really couldn’t understand these researchers.

 

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s gaze turned to the person who opened the door to speak.

 

“Last time Lord God didn’t have a chance to taste the barbecue-flavored nutrient solution. This time I will definitely let Lord God know that it’s definitely better than your strawberry flavor!”

 

“Huh, we’ll see about that!”

 

Both sides still confronted each other, but this time they dispersed very quickly, swiftly finishing their work and tidying up the tables around them.

 

There were also careful demon races with gold-rimmed half-frame glasses, holding a serious soft bumper in their hands, pasting it on the corners of the table and cabinet.

 

As soon as Xinghui entered, he met the gazes of dozens of pairs of eyes.

 

The deity instinctively straightened up, his eyelashes fluttering.

 

What, what’s going on?

 

Weren’t we here to see the gun?

 

Why is everyone staring at me like this?

 

Before, when he looked at people, he could only see a blurry spiritual power. Later, when he could only see outlines, Xinghui didn’t have such a strong feeling. But now, he could see these people more clearly, with white outlines outlining their features, different colored spiritual powers leaping within the outlines, and he could also see their features very clearly. It was very obvious that he could feel everyone’s gaze fixed on him.

 

“Lord God, we’ve recently developed a new type of nutrient pill, modified from the nutrient solution. It’s small and tastes quite good. Would you like to try it?”

 

Someone asked with anticipation.

 

“Lord God, you haven’t tasted the barbecue-flavored nutrient solution from last time. Would you like to try it?”

 

Someone else spoke out assertively.

 

“No, thanks.”

 

He had already had a nutrient solution at noon, and having another one now felt a bit too much.

 

At this moment, the demon races on both sides, upon hearing this answer, slumped their shoulders slightly. If they had tails behind them, they would probably have stopped wagging and drooped by now.

 

Of course, from Xinghui’s perspective, it was difficult to discern the thoughts of these towering demon clans. The little deity was simply appeasing his own followers.

 

“I’ll try them one by one next time.”

 

With this sentence, the war was temporarily quelled. The two factions of demons glanced at each other, once again filled with vigor.

 

Yuanyuan was not interested in their sweet and salty warfare. He had already walked to one side of the research room, picked up the newly adjusted firearm, and returned to Xinghui’s side, handing the firearm to Xinghui.

 

The firearm was custom-made, its silver-white metal contrasting with Xinghui’s slender and fair fingertips. It had specific spiritual power markings on it to help Xinghui aim.

 

“The shooting range is just behind. Do you want to give it a try?”

 

In the shooting range, Xinghui held the gun and tried to shoot.

 

At first, there was some deviation in the aim, but Xinghui quickly adapted, and the accuracy greatly improved.

 

His little tuft of hair swayed with the motion of firing.

 

Yuanyuan stood behind Xinghui, his profile tense, his gaze sharp, especially serious.

 

It seemed that he was exceptionally stubborn and serious about everything he did.

 

Like a resilient seedling growing from the land called vulnerability, it wasn’t the kind of strength that could be described at first glance.

 

His soft curls were gently lifted by the waves created when firing.

 

Yuanyuan smiled slightly.

 

Those demons were right; this momentum was indeed very strong.

 

His communicator rang.

 

Yuanyuan glanced at the message on it before walking to Xinghui’s side and grabbing Xinghui’s wrist.

 

“Although the recoil sensation has been minimized as much as possible, you shouldn’t use it too many times in one go.”

 

Xinghui, still feeling unsatisfied, looked up and gave him a pleasant expression, smiling with his light-colored lips curved.

 

“This time it feels much better than last time.”

 

Seeing him smile, Yuanyuan couldn’t help but smile too.

 

Then he spoke.

 

“The list for this operation has been arranged, and we’re just waiting for the situation on the Alliance’s side. But it’s more or less as we expected. This time, Yuejian’s faith may have indeed undergone significant fluctuations, and the Alliance’s actions are also somewhat impatient and grand. We just received news that some reporters from the Upper Star System may be accompanying them on this trip. They have also brought the Tree Spirits from Shuling Star to Brilliant Star.”

 

Presumably, the other party intended to use this operation to thoroughly consolidate Yuejian’s faith and strengthen their own power.

 

Yuanyuan’s lips curled up slightly, his smile turning cold.

 

The Clan of Clarity had never changed; they were still accustomed to being high and mighty, holding all the power tightly in their hands, arrogant and conceited.

 

The demon clans and the Clan of Clarity were indeed archenemies.

 

They harbored extreme mutual resentment.

 

The Clan of Clarity always felt that the demon clans were too unruly, not listening to restraint, and acting recklessly.

 

The demon clans always felt that the Clan of Clarity was hypocritical and falsely self-righteous, too arrogant.

 

“This time it’s quite a big show, and I estimate that the protection for Yuejian will also be very tight.”

 

Yuanyuan smiled slowly.

 

“But you don’t need to worry. In terms of military technology, there shouldn’t be any problems hiding in. But it’s infuriating to let those who defame your race continue spreading harmful rumors about you. Since they may be watching these things closely on the entire Star Network, we can’t let them off too easily, can we?”

 

Xinghui turned his head.

 

“What do you want to do?”

 

“We’ve already researched the composition of the drug that was sprinkled on my wings last time. When the people are struggling with genetic diseases, the Alliance is researching things that exacerbate genetic diseases—this should be big news.”

 

Yuanyuan’s smile became even colder.

 

They cared about the results, not the process, and the demon clans had always ignored what others said about them. After all, they were a race banished by the Abyss, and they didn’t care what people who already disliked them said.

 

But when it came to Xinghui, since they had their own deity.

 

Those defamations of the deity they clipped from the Star Network were like needles pricking their eyes.

 

It could be said that since the announcement was made, the group of demon clans led by Yuanyuan had become a bit crazy. They were staring at the Alliance and the royal family with keen eyes, ready to strike.

 

Xinghui had no objections to this and even welcomed it.

 

Whether they liked him or not, whether they worshiped him or not, for him, it was the choice of free belief. If they ignored him, neglected him, then he would simply leave and find another place to quietly develop and figure out the unease in his heart.

 

But when it came to genetic diseases.

 

These people were simply outrageous.

 

Was Yuejian unaware or deliberately turning a blind eye?

 

As a deity, he was fighting against genetic diseases, yet he allowed his followers to research drugs that exacerbate genetic diseases.

 

Besides the Abyss last time, Xinghui always felt that Yuejian was a bit deranged.

 

Then Yuanyuan suddenly asked in his ear.

 

“By the way, do you still remember Huan Yun?”

 

The tone of the tall demon was very casual and nonchalant.

 

As if after discussing important matters, he casually brought up another topic.

 

“That demon with a severe genetic disease, how is he now?”

 

Xinghui looked up.

 

As a deity, he had worked hard to match the names and faces of his followers.

 

“After you established your faith, the genetic diseases of the demon clans have improved significantly, so rest assured. He is recovering well now. We are also in contact with demon clans from other star systems, but as you know, with the temperament of the demon clans, they often ignore us when we reach out.”

 

Hearing this, Xinghui couldn’t help but look at the guy in front of him, nodding in agreement.

 

It was the character and attitude of these guys towards the deity that made him truly believe that they were capable of eating the deity.

 

“I’ll personally pay him a visit when the time comes.”

 

Yuanyuan still smiled warmly.

 

“And Huan Yun can now come out of the rehabilitation team. It just so happens that he wants to pledge allegiance to you, right? The Woven Clan has also come. I plan to let him take the little Woven Clan outside.”

 

Since the establishment of faith, arranging personal guards for the little deity had been completely shelved and Yuanyuan had always been guarding Xinghui personally.

 

As for that guy Huan Yun—

 

Well, he was assigned far away, and this was considered loyalty to the Lord God.

 

The number one believer didn’t think there was anything wrong with his logic, so he approvingly sent the arrangements for these people that Xi Ya had just sent over.

 

*

Three days later.

 

All citizens in the Alliance region were clear about the arrangements for this time’s actions by the royal family and the deity.

 

Amidst the attention of the public, a fleet led by massive starships, escorted by dozens of medium-sized warships, and accompanied by numerous small starships for surveillance finally departed from Brilliant Star.

 

And in the lenses of the accompanying reporters from the Upper Star Systems.

 

The citizens of the Alliance saw the appearance of the deity for the first time from a distance.

 

Compared to the towering figure of Yuanquan standing beside him, Yuejian appeared extremely petite, with shimmering golden hair, a soft and radiant milky-white face, and a shawl made of stars.

 

And although the Emperor of the Bright Star System standing beside him still had a stern and cold face, one could see the careful respect and gentle indulgence towards Yuejian.

 

It had to be said that these reporters specially brought in by Yuanquan were very skilled at capturing these scenes.

 

With just a few distant shots, coupled with the indeed soft and delicate face of Yuejian, the previous discussions were instantly suppressed.

 

The Star Network was filled with joy at seeing the deity for the first time, along with praises for the golden-haired deity.

 

“In fact, Your Highness should have let your followers see your appearance a long time ago, Prince Yuejian.”

 

The royal messenger Tan Lu stood behind Yuejian.

 

At this time, Yuanquan needed to deal with documents from the Bright Empire, while Mo Juzhe, although awakened, was still recovering from serious injuries, and had directly suffered from the destructive spiritual power of the demon clan. He might take some time to recover, and besides, he felt a bit down for some reason, so he didn’t join this expedition.

 

Tan Lu chuckled lightly, unceremoniously taking over Mo Juzhe’s usual position.

 

As the royal messenger of the Bright Star System, he had long been displeased with Mo Juzhe.

 

Letting him take care of that black-haired deity, not only did he not fulfill his duties diligently, but he also took every opportunity to get close to Prince Yuejian, occupying the limited space around Prince Yuejian. Now that the black-haired deity had run away, causing an undeniable impact, the faith in Prince Yuejian was shaken. Presumably, this time, he regretted not being able to face Prince Yuejian again, right?

 

So even though he had awakened, he didn’t ask to come along this time.

 

Although Tan Lu still felt a bit strange in his heart. Obviously, in the past, when Mo Juzhe was dealing with star beasts while seriously injured, he could still struggle to wrap up the deep wounds and take the opportunity to meet Prince Yuejian first, competing for favor from Prince Yuejian. But this time, he was indeed acting unusually.

 

It wouldn’t be because he was influenced by that fleeing black-haired deity, right?

 

After all, Mo Juzhe was the one among them who had the most interactions with the black-haired deity.

 

Plus, considering that Xinghui had also gained spiritual power—

 

But then he remembered how Mo Juzhe used to fiercely defend Yuejian’s honor whenever he talked about Yuejian’s attitude towards Xinghui.

 

Tan Lu quickly attributed this anomaly to Mo Juzhe finally having some self-awareness and realizing that he had failed, so he might take some time to ease his wounded ego and come back to vie for favor.

 

Yuejian was sitting comfortably in a chair, with a small teacup and steaming glutinous rice snacks in front of him.

 

The teacup contained throat-soothing pear tea, and the glutinous rice snacks were the latest research results.

 

Prince Yuejian liked these ancient recipes, and the Alliance had put a lot of effort into this aspect over the past five years.

 

These were all research results that were more in line with Prince Yuejian’s tastes.

 

But what was surprising was that, as Prince Yuejian said, eating something sweet when feeling distressed would significantly improve one’s mood. And because of Prince Yuejian’s words, it had spurred the rise and development of this aspect in the Alliance.

 

“Everyone on the Star Network is saying that you look exactly like how they imagined a deity to be, saying that those poetic praises now have a concrete image, and you shine like the sun.”

 

“Really?”

 

Yuejian smiled somewhat shyly, looking like a well-behaved child sitting there, sipping sweet pear tea and eating soft glutinous snacks.

 

“But the situation was special before, and I also had to consider my brother’s feelings. But now is indeed a more appropriate time, and if we don’t do something now, the faith will waver, and there won’t be so many concerns.”

 

“In fact, you don’t need to worry at all. Even if the existence of the twin deities is revealed, your radiance won’t give your followers any time or leisure to discuss anything that would harm Lord Xinghui.”

 

Tan Lu’s tone turned somewhat cold when he mentioned Xinghui.

 

Thinking back on this incident.

 

In their eyes, Yuejian was also fragile. And as a deity who restrained genetic diseases, he had been drained of power since his birth, and the Alliance had carefully nurtured him. Looking at how his spirit had improved significantly, he realized that it wasn’t safe for Yuejian to go to the Lower Star Systems. Moreover, they weren’t too far from the demon clan.

 

If it weren’t for Xinghui, Yuejian wouldn’t need to take such risks before his power had fully recovered, going to manage the Lower Star Systems.

 

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open.

 

Yuanquan had finished dealing with his affairs and had already walked quickly to Yuejian’s side.

 

The golden-haired deity looked up at Yuanquan with a smile.

 

“Yuanquan, are the two little Tree Spirits arranged properly?”

 

“Don’t worry, their genetic diseases have improved very quickly, and they are already asleep.”

 

“That’s good.”

 

Yuejian nodded.

 

“That child really had a narrow escape.”

 

Yuanquan nodded.

 

“Yes, and one more thing, after we issued the announcement to search for deity fragments, although many people provided a lot of information, after investigation, they were all ruled out one by one. Regarding the deity fragments, we still have no clue.”

 

“It’s okay.”

 

Yuejian reassured him, his tone confident.

 

“My brother needs the deity fragments because he lacks power. But I’m different from my brother. Since my birth, I have been dealing with genetic diseases and treating them. Even without the deity fragments, I can still restrain genetic diseases. Yuanquan, you don’t need to worry. The wavering of faith now is just a small incident.”

 

He felt that Yuanquan was overly anxious.

 

“The Upper and Lower Star Systems are no different, why are you always as worried as Mother about this trip? It’s just a very ordinary outing, and we will go in the future if we don’t go now. Didn’t the Chairman say that when he woke up? Plus, with the two little Tree Spirits, my plant-based abilities can restrain the genetic diseases in their bodies.”

 

Yuanquan looked at Yuejian’s smiling, beautiful, and radiant face.

 

The restlessness and indescribable emotions in his heart were temporarily suppressed.

 

Bending down slightly, he lifted Yuejian’s fingertips, serious and devout.

 

“You’re right, I was just thinking too much.”