The Disrespectful

Was it this one?

When his view shifted toward the divine stone, Xuan Sheng immediately spotted the old woman in the hall.

To him, he had known this woman for less than three short days... But to the old Chieftain, whose years had passed like flowing water, nearly sixty years had gone by...

Ruthless time had left far too many marks on the woman's face. If Xuan Sheng, who had descended here, had not been able to recognize her soul at a glance, he might not have recognized her at all.

Why are you still here?

With the complete Eye of God, Li Xunsheng could see through almost everything... In an instant, he realized that the old woman's body had long been on the verge of collapse. If she had not been holding the Mysterious Iron Rod and barely holding on with the mighty Divine Power within it, this old Chieftain would probably have already rotted away and turned to dust...

[Why have you remained here?]

The grand and majestic divine oracle entered the old woman's mind directly, causing the frail old Chieftain's eyes to widen in an instant.

Her god... had returned!

O supreme god, I beg your forgiveness...

As Li Xunsheng's first believer, the old woman went limp and burst into tears the moment she heard the oracle.

The old woman trembled as she leaned on the Mysterious Iron Rod and knelt, begging her god in the most humble manner possible.

The god has not bestowed a miracle for far too long... My ignorant and foolish tribeswomen have become increasingly unable to understand the grace of the god. Over the years, they have doubted your existence more and more. They have even failed to make offerings on time, often delaying or forgetting them...

But we have always been your believers and your people... Please, for the sake of your humble believer, do not take your anger out on those arrogant and hot-blooded young ones...

They had no language or writing, but the logic and thoughts in their minds were exceptionally clear. Li Xunsheng could easily sense that he was not communicating with uncivilized savages, but sharing his heart with a living soul.

Looking at the old Chieftain's trembling body as she endured indescribable pain, Li Xunsheng fell silent...

He saw what the old woman had experienced over the years.

Although the increasingly powerful tribe had begun to show the sprouts of civilization, they had yet to truly form one and still followed savage rules.

Every Chieftain had to accept challenges from the younger generation, and only the victor could take the position of Chieftain and lead the tribeswomen toward a brighter future.

When Xuan Sheng had first met this woman, she should have lost the competition and died resentfully beside the stream.

Yet, because of his help, the young woman had recovered her health. In the end, holding the Mysterious Iron Rod imbued with Divine Power, she had successfully claimed the position of Chieftain.

After that, his first devout believer had embarked on the path of spreading the faith.

This believer had always performed her duties diligently. Not only had she converted the entire tribe into his believers, but she had also relied on the power granted by the Mysterious Iron Rod to fight on the front lines. Even the last time Xuan Sheng descended, she had still been Chieftain and had not weakened due to age.

But mortals could never ultimately resist the erosion of time...

Not long after Li Xunsheng's previous descent, the old woman's body had deteriorated despite everything. She was soon defeated by the new generation nurtured by the Golden Fruits and fell from the position of Chieftain.

Yet she still held the Mysterious Iron Rod and walked the front lines of spreading the faith, making tremendous contributions to Li Xunsheng's collection of Faith points.

Unfortunately, as the god continued to ignore them for a long time, the influence of the previous Divine Grace grew weaker and weaker. Voices of doubt within the tribe grew louder as well, which was why even their offerings to the god had become increasingly perfunctory and careless.

Through the Eye of God, Xuan Sheng reviewed the old woman's past. Along with his helpless amusement, an inexplicable anger rose within him...

The woman had somehow gotten the idea that a priest had to devote her entire body to the god. She had not even had any children of her own, and after growing old and frail, she had lived a miserable life.

Worse still, as the god's influence weakened, the old woman who insisted on worshiping him had become deeply unpopular among the tribeswomen, suffering countless cold looks and acts of discrimination...

This savage tribe was ultimately far from the "civilization" Xuan Sheng had envisioned...

Even though this old woman had devoted her entire life to the tribe, she had received not the slightest preferential treatment in her later years. Instead, she had encountered cold looks and discrimination everywhere, with not even a trace of her former glory remaining...

Enough. There is no need to say anything more. Bring your tribeswomen here.

[Say no more. Summon those mortals here to pay their respects.]

As he turned through the old woman's past, Li Xunsheng's emotions grew complicated, and he forcibly suppressed his anger...

He had expected faith to decline because he could not keep watch over this place at all times.

He had even prepared himself for there being no offerings or sacrifices.

Ultimately, none of that mattered.

After all, Xuan Sheng had once been an atheist and had never intended to truly become a god. He was merely a mortal who had somehow obtained divine authority, so he played the role of a god and collected faith that could strengthen him.

At the end of the day, he was a person, not an emotionless god. Becoming an ethereal god with no desires or attachments, having severed all emotions, was never what he wanted.

In his eyes, offerings were merely repayment for Divine Grace. He played the role of a god and bestowed blessings, while the people expressed their gratitude by offering faith and, incidentally, paying a small offering in return. That was the end of the transaction.

Afterward, whatever their emotions were like, Li Xunsheng did not care.

But he could not simply let everything that had happened to this old Chieftain go!!!

Even setting aside faith and Divine Grace, the old Chieftain had devoted her entire life to this tribe. When food was scarce, she had always hunted on the most dangerous front lines. After the Strength Potatoes descended, she had continued working tirelessly, doing everything she could for her tribeswomen.

None of this had escaped the scrutiny of the Eye of God.

She had worked herself to the bone and risked her life. She had even suppressed her own nature and remained alone all this time. She had made so many sacrifices solely to give the tribe a better future.

Yet when faced with such a devoted old Chieftain, these young tribeswomen had shown not the slightest respect or gratitude. Instead, they had bullied her in every possible way when she grew old...

That alone was something Li Xunsheng could not accept!

This was the education he had received since childhood.

Not worshiping a god was fine.

But failing to respect one's elders, forgetting old bonds, bullying the weak through one's strength, and repaying kindness with ingratitude!

Such people could no longer be called human!!!