After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 94

Everything else is pretty good, except for this statue.

 

This is truly something only the demon race could create… Ah!

 

Do they really think this is a surprise?

 

Xinghui took a close look at the expressions of the surrounding demons.

 

Xinghui: …

 

Well, it seems they really do think this is a big surprise.

 

“Now that the storm has just ended and resources are scarce, although the research institute has made some progress, there’s still a significant gap compared to other places.”

 

Yuanyuan stood beside Xinghui.

 

“Although it’s called a new festival, it’s been so long since we celebrated any festivals. All we did was bring in a bunch of materials from the warehouse to make sky lanterns. Would you like to give it a try?”

 

The starship was now slowly landing.

 

Xinghui walked outside, curious, and asked, “What are sky lanterns?”

 

“They’re made with a metal frame covered with various lightweight, translucent materials. The core is a type of mineral that glows when energized by mental power. Once finished, they are hung in the sky. At night, they look very beautiful, and when the sky is obscured by pollution, these lanterns provide illumination, resembling bright stars.”

 

Yuanyuan explained simply.

 

Xinghui became interested.

 

With a slightly cheerful tone, he said, “Sure.”

 

Almost all the demons of the divine star gathered at the landing spot of the starship, waiting for Xinghui’s return.

 

“Is this it? The storm is gone, but it still feels unreal.”

 

Shi Xi and Leng Rong stood at the front, their eyes fixed on the slowly descending starship, chatting casually.

 

Over the past year, the two of them had become among Xinghui’s closest demon race commanders, besides Yuanyuan.

 

The three star systems had also grown closer, especially Shixi, whose territory was not far from the divine star system. After recognizing Xinghui and having worked a few unpaid jobs under Yuanyuan, he had simply stayed here.

 

This Divine Day was planned by these two.

 

“It feels like it was just recently when I led people aggressively to the divine star to seize Yuanyuan’s energy mines.”

 

Shi Xi clicked his tongue.

 

“It really feels unreal.”

 

Leng Rong agreed.

 

“After all, the storm had troubled us for so long.”

 

Before the storm completely disappeared, they had never imagined escaping its control.

 

“Just a few days ago, other demons contacted me, probably sensing the benefits of the divine lord’s mental power coverage. They subtly asked what the divine lord wanted. Now that the storm is over, there’s no need to worry anymore. Let them regret it later.”

 

Shixi chuckled. Some people still don’t realize what they’ve missed. Now that the storm has ended, it may not be an end of regrets for them but a new beginning.

 

“They’re down. Let’s go. We can’t let Yuanyuan have all the glory in front of the divine lord.”

 

They also needed to make their presence felt.

 

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It was evident that the demons had put a lot of effort into the first Divine Day.

 

The preparations for this festival were somewhat rushed, but the demons brought out many of their stored supplies. It was no longer just simple nutrient solutions. In addition to recent hunting, there was star beast meat, liquor from the great witch clan, and small potted plants with some results from the research lab.

 

Although the material resources were not plentiful, all the demons were genuinely happy and full of energy.

 

This atmosphere was very infectious.

 

When Xinghui got off the starship, he arrived at the plaza where the demons had piled up the materials.

 

He had slept on the starship for two full days and was now full of energy.

 

He declined the demons’ awkward offer to tour the statue. Although he didn’t mind the demons doing something they found surprising, he wasn’t interested in going to see it—no thanks.

 

The black-haired youth sat at a table.

 

Yuanyuan was closely by Xinghui’s side, sitting next to him.

 

Shixi and Leng Rong were squeezed out.

 

As soon as Xinghui appeared, the demons in the plaza turned their attention to him. A few small demons were excitedly holding their small lanterns, trying to come over, but were stopped by Yuanyuan’s casual glance.

 

Everyone watched as Yuanyuan introduced the materials to Xinghui.

 

Although Yuanyuan himself was not very skilled at making sky lanterns.

 

But unfortunately—couldn’t provoke, couldn’t fight.

 

Damn, it was really frustrating.

 

Always sticking around the divine lord, not letting anyone else join, too excessive, too excessive, can’t anyone discipline him?

 

Under the resentful gaze of his fellow demons, Yuanyuan ignored them and continued to introduce things to Xinghui.

 

“Yes, the frame has to be bent by hand and then fixed with this. The frame should be wrapped with these glowing minerals, and then the materials should be attached.”

 

“Did you all do this when you were young?”

 

Xinghui wasn’t very skilled at handicrafts. He stared at the oddly proportioned little bird frame he had made with his fair fingers, remained silent for a moment, and then started chatting with Yuanyuan to change the topic, continuously trying to reshape the little bird frame into a more plausible shape.

 

The little divine lord was pursing his lips, struggling to bend the metal frame. Yuanyuan watched the slightly reddened fingers and joints and unconsciously furrowed his brow.

 

“At that time, we were young, and the barren star systems were severely affected by the storm. Everything was chaotic. Even now, among the demons, very few have truly established territories or large forces. Everyone was divided into small areas, with several leaders on a single planet. There were many conflicts. With severe pollution and no visible sky at night, we’d pick up floating trash to make these things.”

 

Xinghui had not given up correcting the little bird frame in his hand.

 

Having just shifted the topic, Yuanyuan stared at Xinghui’s fingers but did not mention the sky lantern.

 

“The sky lanterns made back then were made from collected trash, colorful and oddly matched. It didn’t matter if they looked good or not, as long as they could light up. The glowing minerals combined with this material could illuminate a small area. Sky lanterns seem to be an old tradition passed down from the older generation.”

 

Originally part of the demon race’s heritage, it primarily symbolized aspirations for flight and freedom.

 

After the storm, sky lanterns acquired more practical significance.

 

Yuanyuan looked at Xinghui, gritting his teeth and exerting effort.

 

“It’s done. This looks pretty good—”

 

Before the words were finished, there was a crisp snap.

 

Xinghui:……

 

The little deity held the broken skeleton in his hands, his palms reddened from the impact.

 

Yuanyuan:……

 

Good grief, even if it wasn’t done well, we sure have strength.

 

Yuanyuan took the metal skeleton from Xinghui’s hands, bent another one, and then shoved it into Xinghui’s hand. He wasn’t satisfied and stared at Xinghui’s palm.

 

“Your hand is all red.”

 

Xinghui lowered his gaze and gave up on making a perfect little bird-shaped sky lamp on his first try.

 

But he never expected that the skeleton he had previously bent still resembled a little bird, whereas the one replaced with Yuanyuan’s wasn’t even close.

 

Tsk—

 

Xinghui clicked his tongue and began to methodically attach thin, special materials.

 

These materials are light-transmitting, softening and expanding the light source, and are very common in cosmic debris.

 

However, the combination didn’t look too good.

 

After examining for a long time, Xinghui ultimately gave up.

 

It’s a little bird, no matter what, he would make it a little bird.

 

The demon clan, who had been watching Xinghui, couldn’t help themselves when they saw him get up to hang the sky lamp. They crowded around.

 

“Wow, it looks really well made.”

 

“Impressive, is this made of—meteorite? Amazing!”

 

“Awesome—”

 

Xinghui was speechless, looking around. The key was that their praise was very sincere.

 

The little deity felt very awkward now.

 

“This is a bird—”

 

This group of people switched seamlessly, with no embarrassment.

 

“A little bird, it will definitely look great when it lights up tonight.”

 

“Divine Lord, as expected, you are amazing at everything you do!”

 

Yuanyuan was amused by Xinghui’s little expression and waved his hand to dismiss them.

 

“Alright, alright, move along.”

 

He hadn’t even started praising yet, and they were all so enthusiastic?

 

Yuanyuan helped Xinghui hang the little bird lamp on the stand.

 

The surroundings quieted down.

 

Xinghui sincerely sighed.

 

“You demons have no sense of embarrassment.”

 

Just these voices.

 

“What kind of person can remain unaffected in this kind of environment?”

 

In simple terms, it’s losing oneself amid the constant praise.

 

Xinghui carefully looked at the lamp he made.

 

He nodded seriously.

 

“After being told this way, the longer you look at it, it actually does resemble something.”

 

“It’s well made, the bird looks smart.”

 

Yuanyuan had just hung up the lamp and hadn’t yet stepped down from the stand. Hearing Xinghui’s words, he smiled and spoke with amusement.

 

“But it’s fine if it doesn’t look right. If you keep making it every year, it will slowly start to look like it.”

 

Xinghui also looked up, meeting Yuanyuan’s gaze. The serious emotion dissipated in that moment, and his expression softened.

 

Xinghui raised his hand, his fingertips touching the hanging platform.

 

The sky was not fully dark yet.

 

The thermal radiation had diminished a lot due to pollution, but the protective shield was still on. All the sky lamps were under the shield, and they instantly lit up in Xinghui’s mental energy.

 

Various lamps emitted a soft white light, illuminating the entire area. It seemed to overshadow the daylight but didn’t appear glaring. It was simply breathtaking, and all the demon clan’s gazes were fixed on Xinghui.

 

And Xinghui was looking at Yuanyuan, with the ‘bald little bird’ completely bathed in light. He also looked down at Xinghui.

 

Watching the light of the glowing minerals reflected in Xinghui’s black eyes, like a starry sky, with the stars clustering around him.

 

“There will be another chance every year, not just this one.”

 

The birds fly high, and the deity will respond to Yuanyuan’s request in the storm space and stay here.

 

The black-haired youth withdrew his hand, but the deity’s mental energy kept the sky lamp bright.

 

“Let’s go, didn’t you say the research institute has grown the first batch of strawberries? Let’s go try them.”

 

The deity blinked.

 

Hmm.

 

The war is over, and he wants something sweet.

 

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The author’s note:

 

Yuanyuan: He’s so good at this, wife wife wife

 

Xinghui: Strawberry strawberry strawberry

 

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A festival like Lantern Festival with lantern viewing and celebrations~

 

Happy Lantern Festival to everyone