After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 65

It was clearly a complaining remark.

And he was so irritated he didn’t want to deal with anyone.

But the unusual Xinghui made Yuanyuan’s heart soften unexpectedly.

He stood at the door, bracing himself against the doorframe, preventing the irritable and uncomfortable Xinghui from closing the door and retreating to a quiet corner like a hot little mushroom.

“Xinghui?”

Yuanyuan looked into Xinghui’s eyes, which were as clear as washed jade. Although he realized Xinghui was uncomfortable, his inherent boldness was stirred.

The little god seemed to be in a daze.

Yuanyuan took another step forward, completely blocking the door.

There was no way to close it now.

Xinghui kept his eyes fixed on Yuanyuan’s hand resting on the doorframe.

The divine fragments continued to float quietly around him, occasionally brushing against Xinghui’s heated fingers with concern.

Xinghui didn’t react to this.

Actually, Xinghui’s thoughts were in a muddle, his awareness somewhat detached. Yet his stubbornness still made him stand tall, facing Yuanyuan.

It was like an interstellar person being ill with a fever; divine beings had different constitutions from ordinary people, not needing to eat or many unnecessary things, and didn’t get sick. Xinghui had long had a very low body temperature. With the temperature rising now, his whole divinity was deteriorating.

After dealing with the storm’s power, the heat seemed to be a lingering effect, continuously rising. Xinghui had already strained himself against the attackers from the brilliant star.

At this moment, the little god’s bad temper was fully on display.

He stared at Yuanyuan’s hand, took a few steps back, and then looked up at Yuanyuan.

His porcelain-white face was flushed with a hint of grievance.

Yuanyuan’s breath caught.

His hand involuntarily relaxed.

It felt like he was bullying Xinghui.

But he had only said one sentence, and hadn’t even properly discussed the core issues with Xinghui.

It was clear that Xinghui had frightened him earlier today.

Yet the little god seemed no longer concerned about the door.

He even thought that if Yuanyuan liked it, he could just stay there; after all, the corner was still empty.

Perhaps due to his genuine trust in the demon tribe, Xinghui, having thought about these things, turned around without hesitation.

In front of Yuanyuan, he climbed up from the bedside, kicked off his boots, and dragged the blanket along with the divine fragments, rolling into the corner of the bed.

Xinghui deftly lifted the blanket to cover himself, leaving only his small head visible to look at Yuanyuan.

But after just a second, he buried his head in the blanket, leaving only the back of his head visible.

Now, only the little tuft of hair on Xinghui’s head was stubbornly swaying.

Although Yuanyuan had long realized that Xinghui had his own way of comforting himself under pressure, and he knew that Xinghui didn’t want others to know, he had never explored it until today. Seeing it right in front of him, Yuanyuan thought, “Damn.”

Xinghui’s actions were like a combo, striking straight to the heart and taking him by surprise.

How did he find this so cute?

And now, that little tuft of hair was still swaying.

And those white fingertips clutching the edge of the blanket, the clear and beautiful finger bones, made him involuntarily recall Xinghui’s cold, stern face when questioning Yuejian, and the curve of his waist still remained in his mind.

How could someone be both cold, sharp, and cute?

Yuanyuan really couldn’t handle it.

But after such a series of impacts, Yuanyuan realized that Xinghui must be genuinely suffering, otherwise, he wouldn’t be showing this appearance.

He still moved forward quickly, stepping up to the bed, leaning over, and tugging on the corner of the blanket that Xinghui was holding.

“Xinghui? Are you feeling unwell? I’ve already notified the medical team; they’ll be here soon. Would holding an energy stone help?”

Xinghui was caught off guard as Yuanyuan pulled the blanket away slightly.

The divine fragment, which had been cooling down in Xinghui’s embrace, was revealed.

It seemed to be heated up and quickly jumped out of Xinghui’s arms, flapping around in the air, trying to cool itself down.

Xinghui also looked up, displeased at the flying fragment, then turned his gaze back to Yuanyuan.

The neural interface on his ear activated during the earlier contact. Even though his eyes could see, Xinghui hadn’t abandoned his habit of listening to the thoughts and aspirations of the alliance’s citizens about deities.

The particularly marked phrase rang in his ear.

“Deities must be powerful and respected to gain faith.”

That insistence on divine dignity cut through the confusion in his thoughts.

The little god stared at the formidable demon tribe before him, gauging his own mental strength and gripping his fingers.

Yuanyuan hadn’t realized yet that Xinghui was about to show him something “impressive.”

In the moment of touching Xinghui and pulling the blanket down, a wave of heat, accompanied by Xinghui’s unique scent, hit Yuanyuan.

His face changed slightly.

Xinghui’s temperature was too high.

No wonder Xinghui seemed so off.

Was it because of the storm?

At this moment, the divine fragment seemed to have cooled down. It hesitated around Xinghui’s head, seemed to be contemplating, and eventually returned to Xinghui’s embrace, resigning itself to be held. It would fly out again later to cool down.

Yuanyuan reached out and touched the temperature of the divine fragment.

Since the divine fragment liked to chase him around, no one in the demon tribe knew its temperature better than him. It was normally a warm feeling, slightly lower than Xinghui’s body temperature. But now, as Xinghui’s temperature quickly rose, the divine fragment, originally only slightly cooler, had become an “ice cube” in Xinghui’s arms.

And in the short time it had rolled back into Xinghui’s arms, its temperature had already noticeably increased.

Yuanyuan frowned, still unsure of what to do.

The next second, his neck was forcefully pressed down.

He had been bracing himself with one hand close to Xinghui, and with this pressure, he almost fell into Xinghui’s blanket.

However, being strong, he managed to steady himself despite not expecting it.

He looked up to meet Xinghui’s deep, dark eyes.

A tingling sensation spread from where he was pressed down to the rest of his body, affecting his mental strength as well.

“You’ve been a bit disrespectful to me lately.”

Xinghui slowly enunciated each word.

Yuanyuan’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, the color in his eyes deepening.

The rich red gaze was fixed on the beautiful, delicate face of the deity close to him.

The thoughts he had suppressed, those beyond mere devotion, were now stirring restlessly.

He had never been more clear than he was now.

He wanted to lean in and kiss the glistening light in Xinghui’s eyes; having this feeling was certainly not just about pure faith—

But it wasn’t the time to dwell on such things. He even managed a faint smile.

“Can’t you feel my devotion to you?”

Xinghui blinked, and carefully sensed the connection of faith with Yuanyuan. It was clear that the bond was not only the previous one but had been further strengthened, incredibly tight and immovable.

It was truly devout, different from the gentle and cautious faith connections of those around.

Xinghui felt convinced by Yuanyuan.

Just then—

“Lord Deity, Big Brother.”

The door was still open, and the medical team, having received the message, quickly rushed in.

Yin Fan glanced at the situation and was momentarily at a loss, but being one of the more composed members of the demon tribe, she quickly suppressed her questions. She had the examination equipment brought in and moved Yuanyuan aside, asking him to wait in the back.

There were too many people, and Xinghui had unknowingly given Yuanyuan too much trust. It was manageable when Yuanyuan was the only one present.

Xinghui, with his fever-induced daze, looked at the people rushing into his room and tried to maintain his expression, leaning against the corner with his back straight.

The young deity, holding the pale golden divine fragment in his arms, had his long dark eyelashes lowered, hiding his eyes. His pale skin, flushed red from the high fever, made his already somewhat sickly complexion look even paler, more vibrant, and fragile.

He truly resembled a delicate porcelain figurine.

Various devices were connected, and Yin Fan looked at the data, asking softly.

“The temperature is very high. Find something to cool it down. Lord Deity, are there any other areas where you feel uncomfortable?”

Xinghui did not look up, only speaking softly, his voice slightly hoarse. “My head hurts.”

Yin Fan’s expression turned serious, and she signaled the others to hurry with the examination.

However, perhaps due to the divine fragment lowering the temperature a little and the number of people being too great, Xinghui’s thoughts, previously muddled by the fever, became somewhat clearer. He continued using his mental strength to complete the exploration he had previously left unfinished.

“It’s nothing. Just let me wait quietly for the temperature to go down.”

Xinghui spoke slowly, irritably tapping his temple with his fingers. Perhaps because his awareness had returned somewhat, his voice sounded relatively normal.

“Divine beings are affected by the residual forces of storms. The Abyss directly faces storms, and generally, deities are born after a storm recedes. This is because both storms and the Abyss are combinations of various powers. They only possess a certain level of awareness and do not leave lingering issues after attacking each other. A deity, although different from ordinary races, is already an independent entity after its birth.”

Xinghui took a deep breath.

“My power is currently automatically clearing the residual storm forces. In other words, two types of power are fighting within me. Although I know my power will eventually win, externally, this manifests as a rise in body temperature.”

After all, he had just been exposed to the storm.

The mental force inside him and the storm’s force were natural enemies. In the past, the storm’s aftermath could no longer affect deities, mainly because deities’ power was used to eliminate external storm forces.

Facing the storm directly, even though most of the storm’s power was resisted, it still caused some invasion. His internal forces, the natural enemies of the storm, were rampantly attacking and clearing these forces.

Since no deity had ever faced a storm directly before, Xinghui deduced this after his investigation.

The divine fragment in his arms was once again heated by Xinghui’s body.

It struggled to fly out of Xinghui’s embrace.

Xinghui was still feeling dizzy, trying to explain as much as he could, just not wanting them to worry too much.

After briefly explaining, Xinghui slid down, lying on the pillow, trying to press against the wall of the starship, and spoke in a muffled voice.

“Find something to cool me down. Other than that, it’s fine. Let me quietly wait for the temperature to decrease. We can discuss the storm and mermaid issues later.”

The instruments also showed that apart from the high temperature, the fluctuations in Xinghui’s internal power were similar to those seen in genetic diseases.

Indeed, it was the influence of the storm’s forces.

The demon tribe quickly left the room, telling Xinghui to call them anytime if he needed anything. They would check on him periodically. Hearing Xinghui’s muffled response, they carefully closed the door.

“All indicators are normal. As the Lord Deity said, the room’s temperature control has been activated automatically, but we didn’t dare set it too low.”

After all, Xinghui was fragile. Although he had repeatedly emphasized that he wasn’t that fragile and wouldn’t get sick easily, all the demons were still worried about his condition, which could be harmed by the harsh heat of barren star systems.

“And, if the Lord Deity’s temperature doesn’t go down soon, we’ll try to keep our distance. The demon tribe’s high body temperature might make the Lord Deity feel even more uncomfortable.”

“Mm.”

Yuanyuan leaned against the door.

His black hair fell loosely around his face, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

“You go on with your tasks. Report any issues to me. I’ll stay here and keep watch.”

After the other demons left, Yuanyuan turned his head to look out the window.

The dazzling nebulae could be seen far beyond the starship’s windows.

The colors of the nebulae had changed after the storm, becoming even more brilliant and dazzling after being disturbed by the storm’s power.

Yuanyuan instinctively took a photo, thinking that Xinghui couldn’t see this scene right now.

After taking the picture, Yuanyuan looked at the image on the screen.

He couldn’t help but smile slightly.

He almost wanted to laugh at himself.

It was just slightly different nebulae.

Nothing extraordinary, would Xinghui even care to see this?

He thought, casually turning off the screen, frowning in irritation.

His face was full of gloom.

Deities resisting storms were not as simple as imagined.

Just like how genetic diseases invade the bodies of interstellar citizens, the storm’s power also inflicted severe harm on deities.

And this was only a part of the storm’s power.

Thinking about Xinghui’s pale, weak, and downcast appearance, even though he was still trying to hide his discomfort and reassure them.

Everyone in the demon tribe had pretended not to notice Xinghui’s forced discomfort.

But now, the smile had completely disappeared from Yuanyuan’s face, replaced by a fierce and crazed look in his crimson eyes.

The merfolk tribe had to be found quickly.

He needed to get rid of these crazy individuals completely.

Yuanyuan didn’t want to think about what kind of aftermath his deity might face after resisting a full-blown cosmic storm.

And it was impossible to ask Xinghui to ignore it.

From the way Yuanyuan had interacted with Xinghui over the past few months, he was sure that if any real problem arose, this little deity would unhesitatingly stand in front of them.

Just as he had promised—to protect his followers, he would protect them.

Mutual trust—

Yuanyuan wiped his face with his hand.

His heart was troubled yet concerned.

*

During the time when the demon tribe was swiftly returning.

The Alliance seemed to finally react.

There was no need for any official announcements; the grand divine celebration had been broadcasted across the star network by live streaming platforms.

Everyone was hiding, holding their injured or gene-disease-stricken relatives, watching as the purplish-red color overhead faded and the sky cleared.

The live stream screen, overwhelmed by the end of the event, flickered a few times before the feed completely cut off.

The star network signal resumed about an hour later.

As soon as the signal was restored, the entire star network exploded with activity.

A false deity.

The faith and trust they had were in a false deity!

A false deity who deceived the Abyss, deceived everyone, and successfully drove away the true deity, pushing them to the barren star system.

Nothing could be more ironic.

Especially as the star network just resumed, everyone was inquiring about the situation, questioning the Alliance and the Empire. At this moment, the star network was extremely laggy.

The derogatory remarks from before still couldn’t be deleted.

They were still hanging on many citizens’ profile pages, making the news about Yuejian being a false deity even more glaring.

The demeaning comments about Xinghui and the glorification of Yuejian were infuriating.

At this critical moment, races that hadn’t taken sides were already in a bad mood due to the storm. Learning that the deity they had worshiped for five years, to whom they had provided countless resources for protection, was false, only made their frustration worse. They repeatedly resurrected the derogatory and even mad-sounding discussions.

The Alliance and the Empire did not make any response or guidance. The agitation on the star network grew stronger, and the comments became more chaotic.

The returning demons watched the Alliance and the Empire suffer backlash with amusement.

The way they had guided and gained trust before was now being returned in full force.

Soon, the demon tribe’s attention was drawn to another topic on the star network.

“How do we get the deity back?”

A demon with striking orange hair squinted as they read out the topic.

In an instant, it drew the attention of the surrounding demons.

What’s this?

Someone wants to steal the deity?!

Audacious!!

“The Elven Tribunal is in the barren star system. Let him stay there a while longer. Don’t let the Elves redeem them. Maybe there’s still a chance—”

The demons muttered through their teeth.

“What should we do?!”

Damn, someone actually has such malicious thoughts and wants to steal their deity!

When you had a deity on Brilliant Star before, no one ever thought of stealing it!

“Let’s advance our plans against the Elves. We had already discussed how to deal with them.”

Since Xinghui liked some things from the Alliance, they had long planned to trade Leftan and some Elves for those items. However, since some of these Elves were quite useful, they had been postponing the exchange.

“Alright.”

*

At the moment, the Divine Star.

Leftan and several other Elves were working on their tasks.

They were underground and had no communication devices, so they were unaware of what had happened.

“What just happened? Why is the ground shaking and the sky moving?”

One of the Elves, holding a native ore of an energy stone, looked up and asked in confusion.

Author’s Note:

Yuanyuan: My wife is so cool. No, my wife is in pain, but he’s so hot. No, it’s not the time to talk about his discomfort. Ah, my wife is so cute (I’m doomed).

Xinghui: Wrapped up, stay well, and don’t disturb me, demon with high temperature.

*

Today’s chapter is a bit short. I went to see the doctor and got a shocking amount of medication that stunned me for the whole year _(:з」∠)_ Also, I don’t know if it’s due to the medication, but I’m extremely sleepy.

Let me take the medicine and slowly recover over the next few days~

I’ll continue working hard tomorrow to add more content!

Love you all, go to bed early. I’m going to sleep too.

Good night.