Seven-Tenths

"This is really..."

A huge surprise!

The Xuan Tribe's children had actually gathered so many fragments in such a short time, filling Xuan Sheng with immense joy!

[Excellent!]

The intense joy in his words finally dispelled the worry in Shan's heart.

Lord Xuan God was very satisfied with their gift!

They had finally managed to help that great god, even if only a little!

The delighted chief priest and the Xuan Tribe's children were clearly thrilled and excited by Xuan God's approval, but Qian... who had personally gathered those fragments... trembled even more violently and dared not speak.

He felt that he might have vaguely discovered something... but he simply did not dare confirm it.

Much less did he dare tell the great god before him directly...

[Qian]

"Here!"

He sprang up as though startled, quickly wiping away the tears that were about to spill over. Qian perfectly forced a smile onto his face.

[Thanks for your effort.]

"...No."

The believer, who had vaguely guessed something, opened and closed his mouth. Before he could speak, he had already heard Xuan God's farewell:

[I still have things to do. I'll be going first.]

"Yes. Farewell, Lord Xuan God..."

Leading the Xuan Tribe's believers, Shan smiled and bowed. Just as he raised his head, he saw Hecate rush into the hall.

The former Goddess of Seasons was deathly pale.

Only after seeing the strange members of the Xuan Tribe in the temple did the goddess's face regain its color. Clearly, she had relaxed.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Hecate hesitate to speak, Shan calmed down from the joy of receiving Xuan God's approval and faced the deity who clearly had something to say.

"I think I just saw someone who shouldn't have been here... But now