After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 58
Those pair of water-blue eyes seemed a bit uncomfortable after just putting on the colored contact lenses, appearing calm and serene, with a hint of red at the corners.
Actually, in Yuanyuan’s heart, this kind of blue wasn’t as attractive as Xinghui’s original deep black eyes.
But when those watery blue eyes looked over, Yuanyuan couldn’t help but hold his breath involuntarily.
This changed face was actually quite different from Xinghui’s original appearance. Although it still had a somewhat sickly pale complexion, light lip color, and dark eye color like eyeliner, the little divine usually habitually pursed his lips, with a cold and indifferent face, exuding a sense of aloofness. However, at this moment, the corners of the changed divine’s lips naturally curved upwards.
Less aloofness, more noble gentleness.
It was indeed difficult to associate the previous little divine with the young man in front of him.
Yuanyuan cleared his throat.
“Don’t worry, now it’s completely unrecognizable. The forged identities are also ready. We are about to enter the region of the upper-level star system.”
Xinghui also glanced at the mirror.
Seeing someone similar to his original self but with a completely different temperament in the mirror, he felt a bit uncomfortable.
But the little divine always had high standards for himself. After confirming that he was unrecognizable, he nodded in satisfaction, and took out the identity information that Yuanyuan had just sent him.
He confirmed that the demon clan had arranged for him to be a small noble of a border planet in the upper-level star system.
As for these demon clansmen—
Xinghui squinted at Yuanyuan, who was dressed the most normally. “Butler?”
The tall demon clan member smiled with his characteristic gentle smile. “Please give your orders, Young Master.”
It was evident that he was excited.
Or perhaps, ever since the decision to go to Bright Star, the entire demon clan seemed excited.
Xinghui:…
He couldn’t quite understand why the demon clan had such a need for role-playing.
Otherwise, why would they be so excited?
As a divine who doted on his clansmen, couldn’t he occasionally indulge their little quirks?
Xinghui looked up.
“Guard—”
The group of demons, dressed in various clothes, with colorful hair and eyes, were excited. When they saw Xinghui looking over, someone eagerly spoke up.
“Young Master! The starship has also been disguised!”
The originally cold and hard style of the demon clan’s starship was now resplendent under the demon clan’s dressing.
All the weapons were hidden, and the main energy cannon was modified into delicate flower patterns, while the paint job became luxurious and bright.
Looking at the demon clan’s starship on the screen, and then at the colorful demons standing in front of the screen.
Xinghui:…
Although… if he said he didn’t want to bring such guards with him, would it hurt the demon clan’s feelings?
The young man couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
The noble young master sat on the soft chair, his fair fingertips resting on his cheek.
His overall temperament hadn’t changed, but one could feel that he seemed a bit melancholic.
Like a delicate orchid flower, upon opening his eyes, he found that the surroundings were filled with colorful pebbles, making the delicate little flower feel a bit at a loss, unable to refuse, and finally could only lower its head in confusion.
Yuanyuan sensitively sensed the divine’s mood, feeling a bit amused, while also assessing the subordinates who seemed particularly unrestrained because they were traveling with the divine.
To completely disguise themselves and avoid being detected, these fellows’ colors seemed a bit too rich.
It was no wonder Xinghui had such an attitude.
The vast galaxies outside the starship passed by, with dreamlike nebulae brushing past them.
The demon clan’s starship, which used to exude a majestic and awe-inspiring aura in various star systems, now began to leisurely advance towards Bright Star after entering the range of the upper-level star system.
The luxurious and beautiful appearance of the starship, disguised and unrecognizable as a demon clan starship, made the passing starships in the upper-level star system pay no attention to it at all.
They simply thought it was a starship that had come from a remote area to attend the divine celebration.
After all, everyone knew that the demon clan was ostentatious and arrogant, not bothering to hide their features that could be concealed. Even though they could hide their features, they still chose to flaunt them openly. Although they had encountered demon clans sneaking into lower-level star systems using divine power to hide, overall, no one believed that the demon clan could be so flexible, changing their appearance and starships, and running so blatantly into the upper-level star system.
The upper-level star system was not like the lower-level star system. Just one dragon clan was enough to give the demon clan a hard time.
So although they were on high alert, as long as they had proper and legal identities, the personnel conducting inspections along the way wouldn’t make things too difficult for them.
The demon clan smoothly arrived at the Bright Star port.
Under the escort of the demon clan, Xinghui disembarked from the starship.
This race, Xinghui, had heard about it during the long periods they spent in their own room in the past.
It’s a race with peculiar spiritual powers, possessing extremely strong intuition. Those with powerful spiritual abilities can sense future fortunes and misfortunes, turning danger into safety. This race holds a certain status and position in the upper star systems.
Xinghui, who also relied on this mysterious feeling of intuition to act, was actually quite reluctant to associate with other races with strong intuition. Especially now, when they were still in disguise, and this person happened to follow them—
Wu Chu finally got a clear look at the young man. He raised his hand, scratched the back of his head, and smiled. The guards had finished checking the information and left, and the young man made his clansmen step back.
“Sorry for the misunderstanding. I tend to be a bit inattentive in this regard. If I’m not careful, I might get so lost in thought that I ignore everything else.”
Wu Chu couldn’t help but take another look at Xinghui.
The young man’s lips naturally curved into a smile, his beautiful and dazzling light blue eyes as quiet as the ocean, captivating.
Wu Chu couldn’t help but sigh.
“Your eyes are really beautiful, as clear as gemstones.”
Pure and untainted, as if they should be cherished by everyone.
Xinghui, who was wearing colored contact lenses: …?
This Great Wu Clan really has some issues.
“Let’s go.”
The young man did not comment on his praise, merely giving him a cold and dignified glance, then turned to speak to the butler beside him.
“Please wait a moment.”
Wu Chu quickly spoke up.
For some reason, deep in his heart, upon seeing this young man named An, a strong feeling emerged: he will show you the way, don’t leave so soon.
“Though it may be a bit presumptuous, you’re also here for the Divine Celebration, right? Perhaps we could go together. I can take you into the inner area of the celebration square, so you don’t have to watch the live broadcast from outside with everyone else.”
Those who could see the gods had to go through multiple screenings, and the young man’s noble rank was clearly not high enough to allow him into the inner area of the Divine Celebration.
Xinghui was intrigued by this proposal.
Although the demon clan would also find a way into the inner area of the Divine Celebration later, it was still somewhat risky. Being led in by the Great Wu Clan was clearly a more secure option and a better way to observe the situation with Yuejian’s divine fragment.
Seeing that Xinghui did not voice any refusal, Wu Chu, feeling familiar, walked into the colorful group of the demon clan and smiled, staying by Xinghui’s side.
“Have you been here before?”
“The young master is in poor health and has been recuperating at home, only occasionally visiting the Bright Star a few times.”
Yuanyuan’s voice rang out.
For a moment, Wu Chu felt as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake. He was startled and turned to look at Yuanyuan.
The butler still smiled warmly and politely, even showing a slightly puzzled expression when meeting his gaze.
It seemed like an illusion.
Wu Chu patted his chest, suppressing the terrifying feeling he just had.
It was terrifying. That moment just now felt like being stared at by the fearsome demon clan described in the ancestral books!
Fortunately, it was just an illusion.
After all, how could there be demons in a place like this?
“Poor health, huh? No wonder you had to make this trip.”
Wu Chu spoke casually, only to realize that Yuanyuan had already discreetly switched positions with him, blocking Xinghui entirely during their conversation.
The members of the Great Wu Clan wanted to step forward but hesitated upon seeing the fierce-looking guards and their young clan leader’s overly familiar demeanor. They couldn’t help but inwardly shout:
“Could you not just approach any beautiful person you see next time? Even though these people come from a small place, they look really intimidating, don’t they? Our instincts tell us these people are not to be messed with!”
In the end, some of them begrudgingly trailed behind the demon clan, watching their young clan leader ingratiate himself with the strangers.
Having left the port, the Bright Star was bustling as always.
The aroma of food wafted through the air.
Based on Xinghui’s gaze and behavior, Wu Chu deduced that Xinghui rarely went out and was unfamiliar with the Bright Star, so he cheerfully introduced everything around them to Xinghui.
He continued his introduction until they reached a nearby official store.
The store was incredibly busy, with people constantly trying to squeeze in, making it hard to see what was being sold inside.
Wu Chu’s gaze lingered on the shop for a moment before he spoke.
“Do you want to go inside and take a look? This shop just opened for the celebration on the Bright Star these past two days, selling items related to the gods, including plants nurtured by the gods. Although they’re expensive, they are very beneficial for genetic diseases.”
Xinghui reacted quickly, responding swiftly to the mention of the gods.
The demon clan did the same, immediately sending two demons to queue up.
The two ‘lucky ones’ chosen for this task outwardly appeared joyful but were internally filled with resentment as they stood at the end of the line.
Everything seemed just like any other race eager to worship the gods.
However, Wu Chu keenly sensed something was off, as if these people didn’t have the expected faith in Yuejian. Their joy seemed superficial.
Wu Chu couldn’t help but glance again at Xinghui, noting the young man’s pale and sickly appearance, suggesting that even in the upper star systems, he hadn’t received better treatment and remained so weak.
If he were a guard who had watched this young master grow up without ever seeing the gods, he might share their sentiments.
Wu Chu’s expression showed some conflict and hesitation.
There was still some time before the Divine Celebration began, and they should actually be heading to the venue by now.
Their current position was quite delicate: the Great Wu Clan behind them, the demon clan beside them, isolating them from the surrounding people.
Plus, they were very close to the official store, with the noise all around ensuring no one would pay attention to their conversation.
“Do you know about the Twin Gods?”
Suddenly, Wu Chu spoke quickly.
Xinghui: …
The young god tried to maintain composure, looking at Wu Chu.
“What?”
He knew it. He didn’t like dealing with people with strong intuition!
Weren’t they just discussing the food culture of the Bright Star? How did they suddenly bring up the Twin Gods?
Wu Chu’s face showed some tension, and he kept glancing around as he spoke, making Xinghui nervous as well.
“The other god is named Xinghui, and his power is also very strong. And you know what? I’m from the Great Wu Clan, and our intuition is very accurate. I’ve been having bad dreams recently. I don’t mean anything by it, really. I just feel a connection with you, An, at first sight. Seeing you suffer from a genetic disease makes me uncomfortable. Have you seen Lord Xinghui’s livestream? How do you feel about Lord Xinghui?”
Xinghui: …
What am I supposed to feel about myself?
Honestly, he thought he had been doing quite well…
Saying such things to someone he’d just met clearly put great psychological pressure on Wu Chu.
After all, this was the Bright Star, and the black-haired god was almost in an antagonistic state with the Alliance.
The name of the black-haired god should be taboo at times like this, but Wu Chu didn’t know how to express it. The moment he saw Xinghui, it felt as if a voice inside urged him to help him as much as he could.
“Can I add you on the main network? If you haven’t seen it, I have some stored footage I can send you. We’ve studied Lord Xinghui’s situation. He even saved the Lingyan Clan and has the power to resist the Abyss. Although the god in the footage appears cold and indifferent, he should be an easy-going deity. The current Alliance is too vast; lower star systems get no supplies at all, and the outer edges of the upper star systems live in dire straits too—”
Wu Chu didn’t finish his sentence or fully articulate what he wanted to say.
But his meaning was clear—why not find an opportunity to pledge allegiance to the black-haired god?
As Wu Chu spoke, he became increasingly nervous, alert to his surroundings, and closely observing Xinghui’s every expression. Seeing Xinghui’s lack of strong reactions to the mention of the two gods emboldened him to finish his speech, looking expectantly at Xinghui.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. And don’t think I’m setting a trap; my intuition is very accurate. It tells me I can say these things to you. You don’t hold the gods in such high reverence, or I wouldn’t have spoken to you.”
Wu Chu was sweating as he spoke, scratching his head again. “If you’re willing to trust me later, message me. My intuition is really accurate. Also, this is a highly disrespectful matter. If it weren’t for our instant connection, I wouldn’t have mentioned it.”
Xinghui: …
Xinghui could hear Yuanyuan’s suppressed laughter beside him.
For a moment, the young god didn’t know how to respond.
He could only think, your intuition is indeed accurate. Talking to the god himself about pledging allegiance—if that causes trouble, then something’s really wrong!
However, Xinghui didn’t sense any malice from this person. In fact, as Wu Chu spoke, he truly felt a faint connection of faith forming.
Xinghui’s expression softened slightly.
“Alright, I understand. Let’s head to the celebration square first.”
Wu Chu sighed in relief at Xinghui’s response.
Thankfully, his intuition and observations were correct; the young man before him wasn’t one of those fanatical god worshippers.
“Okay, let’s go.”
*
The inner part of the Divine Celebration Square resembled a grand stage, centering around a high platform.
Everywhere were flags bearing the emblem of the Bright Star’s royalty, creating an atmosphere that was both fervent and solemn due to the representatives of various races and the surrounding guards participating in the celebration.
With Wu Chu’s help, the demon clan group smoothly reached the area reserved for the Great Wu Clan.
On the way, having already said what he most wanted to, Wu Chu seemed to have opened a floodgate, talking about how his clan’s elders were still debating whether to contact the demon clan.
Though the Great Wu Clan hadn’t received much divine protection, their strong spiritual abilities, wealth, and capability made purchasing divine items easy, thus enjoying divine protection in their own way.
“If that’s the case, why consider going to the Desolate Star System?”
Xinghui’s light blue eyes fixed on Wu Chu.
In the lower star systems, those not protected by Yuejian suffered heavy casualties from genetic diseases, with the Rewoven Clan nearly wiped out, leaving only a few children. The Lingyan Clan fared slightly better, but few survived.
The Great Wu Clan seemed to be doing well in the Alliance, protected by the Abyss and able to buy divine items, seemingly untouched by genetic diseases. Why consider moving to the Desolate Star System now?
“It’s because of faith.”
Wu Chu spoke in a low voice.
“Our strong intuition and instincts, coupled with occasional glimpses of the future, make our senses particularly keen and sensitive. We express our gratitude to the Abyss and the gods by offering our specialty, our clan’s prophecies, but we cannot provide the devout faith that the gods hidden behind the scenes need. We’ve been coming to the Bright Star for three consecutive years now, all because of issues related to faith.”
The young man took a quick breath, “We seem out of place here. We provide many things to the Bright Star and the gods without compensation, while the gods’ items are all purchased with our clan’s assets. What we truly appreciate is that the Abyss helped us survive. But when it comes to choosing gods, isn’t it the same for both Prince Yuejian and Lord Xinghui? We’ve heard from the Lingyan Clan that elsewhere, there’s freedom of belief.”
The Great Wu Clan couldn’t establish faith in the virtual image of the gods due to their overpowering intuition and instincts. Yet, because of their abilities, the Bright Star always kept an eye on them, like being on a high platform, unable to breathe.
The god nodded in agreement. “I agree with you.”
To be honest, divine faith stemmed from resisting the storm with the Abyss and saving the entire universe. But to truly gain faith, it shouldn’t rely solely on the continuation of the Abyss but on the gods themselves. And it seemed that Yuejian had overlooked this point.
Wu Chu immediately became happy upon hearing this. “I knew it. From the moment I saw you, I felt you could understand me.”
“Young master, these are specially made snacks from the Bright Star. Would you like to try one first? The divine celebration is about to begin.”
Yuanyuan stood beside Xinghui, holding a tray with three delicate plates, each containing various small cakes with soft cream and assorted fruits, including strawberries that Xinghui had only heard of but never seen.
Xinghui acknowledged and understood Yuanyuan’s intention.
All the reporters were already inside with their equipment set up, and the royal guards surrounded the area. Once it started, there wouldn’t be time to eat.
Xinghui thought to himself as he picked up a silver fork and speared a strawberry, glancing at Yuanyuan in his butler’s attire. When he leaned forward, he looked really professional—and had quite the chest muscles.
The imposing aura of the tall demon clan was right beside Xinghui, inadvertently reminding him of the softness he saw earlier when he first gained sight.
Xinghui: …
Realizing his thoughts were once again drifting towards Yuanyuan, Xinghui quickly averted his gaze and calmly placed the strawberry into his mouth.
The sweet and sour juice flowed in his mouth.
The young god’s eyes lit up.
Unable to resist, he gently tugged at Yuanyuan’s clothes.
Yuanyuan obediently bent down again, looking at Xinghui in confusion.
Xinghui had already noticed Tan Lu and Mo Jiuze, but the royal family and Yuejian had yet to appear.
“It may still be some time before Yuejian comes out. Why don’t you all try the cakes—strawberries are still available.”
Taking advantage of the situation.
Xinghui felt he was a considerate god, always thinking of his followers.
The young god’s expression remained calm, but his eyes slightly gleamed.
With just one glance at Yuanyuan, Xinghui could tell that although he spoke indifferently, he particularly liked strawberries. And he even remembered them.
Especially when eating something he liked, Xinghui gently tugged his clothes and told him to try it too.
Yuanyuan elegantly smiled in response, straightened his posture, gave a subtle glance to the demons behind him, and at the same time, reached out, using his fingertips to smooth back a stray strand of his hair that had slipped down.
Why did he look so adorable… and obedient?
Wu Chu actually felt a bit uneasy being watched by these demons, sensing a subtle sense of danger. But seeing how Xinghui interacted with them, Wu Chu, who had a somewhat laid-back personality, gradually suppressed this feeling.
He even smiled and pushed the cakes in front of him towards Xinghui. “You’ve never been here before, have you?”
At this moment, Xinghui gracefully ate a piece of cake, with elegant movements and not a speck of cream on his lips. His eyes were quietly surveying the surroundings. Upon hearing the question, he seemed to ponder for a moment before replying, “No, I haven’t been here before.”
This was indeed the first time he had been invited to this seat.
He had come here in previous years when the gods didn’t show themselves. During the divine celebration of the birth of the gods each year, even Yuejian would only perform miracles inside the room on the square.
He had been here in the past few years, quietly staying in the room, waiting for the end of the divine celebration, and then returning with Mo Jiuze.
But later, he stopped coming. Perhaps it was because his mental power suddenly recovered that year, allowing him to gradually see the mental powers of others.
Mo Jiuze, as his guardian, said there was an urgent matter and had to leave first. But as he groped forward, he inadvertently saw Mo Jiuze’s mental power standing beside Yuejian. The man seemed to be half kneeling, kissing Yuejian’s fingertips, and expressing his faith with sincerity and respect.
Xinghui didn’t think there was anything wrong with believing in Yuejian. He just instinctively didn’t like deception, and after being deceived, he wouldn’t choose to believe again.
So he hadn’t come back since then.
Of course, he had just regained his sight, so this was also the first time he had seen what the divine celebration square looked like.
Things quieted down on their side, and the bustling sounds of the surroundings entered their ears.
Most of it was about faith in Yuejian and words of praise.
Among them were even some derogatory remarks about him.
Xinghui himself didn’t care too much, but listening to these words, he couldn’t help but glance back at the demon clan.
Yuanyuan’s expression was still fine, but the other demons, who lacked acting skills, were gritting their teeth, wanting to get angry but being controlled by their rational companions, clanging their heads.
Seeing this, Xinghui couldn’t help but find it amusing. His thought process was problematic enough, but he hoped they wouldn’t make it worse by banging their heads.
But he had heard that recently, Yuejian had been making efforts to maintain his faith, and after obtaining divine fragments, he had healed many patients with severe genetic diseases. This time was no exception; he was going to demonstrate miracles.
Those patients with severe genetic diseases had already been helped to the square.
Mo Jiuze had evidently recovered well from his injuries last time. Apart from his slightly pale complexion, his expression was solemn as he stood in front of those people, conducting the pre-celebration activities.
There was also a screen above their heads, capturing the sincere faces of all those suffering from genetic diseases.
Everyone in the venue stood up.
Xinghui just stood up with them, but he didn’t bow his head, instead watching from a distance as Yuanquan led Yuejian out of the luxurious house.
He took a moment to glance back at the demon clan.
He felt like the faces of his followers were written with the words “troublemaker.”
Author’s Note:
Wu Chu: Hahaha, how could there be demons on the Bright Star? It must be my imagination.
The demons: Stare—
Yuanyuan: Darling, darling, darling, my darling is so adorable!!
***
The end of a crucial plot point, I reorganized it to make it smoother, as yesterday it wasn’t going well.
Let’s continue to work hard, my darlings. Love you all, go to bed early, and have a happy New Year! Looking forward to your guidance in the new year!
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