Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 27 The Moon's Wrath, the Holy Spirit's Remorse
Holy Spirit's pupils constricted sharply, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "What—did—you—say—?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Yuehui's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Three-year-old Cai'er was thrown into a cold cave for seven days and seven nights and almost died, all for that damned reincarnation inheritance?"

He took a sudden step forward: "I understand that the Holy Alliance needs the Holy Maiden of Reincarnation, but that doesn't change the fact that you are unworthy to be parents!"

Where were you when Cai'er needed you most during the trial at the Reincarnation Furnace?

Where were you when she lay there for two years, without feeling her touch, like a living dead?

Yuehui's voice suddenly became hoarse, and the image of Cai'er's empty eyes when she said these words flashed before her eyes: "When she told me that her parents in her memories only ever appeared at the other end of the training ground."

Memories of a past life gnaw at my heart like venomous snakes—my drunken father, my mother screaming at the mahjong table, and that cold, lifeless "home."

In this life, I was abandoned by my father at the age of five at Jialing Pass.
(I see.)

(My questions have never been limited to them.)

“Listen,” Moonbeam suddenly calmed down, but this calm was more terrifying than his roar, “Power can be passed down, but the childhood you destroyed can never be made up for.”

Every word Yuehui spoke was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart of the Holy Spirit.

"I"

"Stop making excuses!" Yuehui interrupted sharply. "Eleven years! For a full eleven years, you haven't even thought about healing her emotional wounds!"

"How dare you accuse me like that!" Holy Spirit clenched his fists, his voice trembling.

"On what grounds?" Yuehui sneered, looking directly into Shenglingxin's eyes. "On the grounds that I am Cai'er's leader, on the grounds that I am her boyfriend!"

These words struck like a thunderbolt.

Holy Spirit staggered back two steps, his face instantly turning ashen.

The Radiant Knights and Dark Assassins who had just retreated back into the pass looked at each other, their expressions more interesting than the last.

(Weren't we fighting side by side just now?)

(Why the sudden change of heart?)
(Wait, this seems to be a family matter?)

(That's alright then.)

Everyone turned their faces away in tacit agreement, pretending to organize their equipment, but they all pricked up their ears.

Just then, the powerful warriors from Exorcism Pass who had gone to pursue the Demon God vented their anger among the demon army and returned to Exorcism Pass.

"Commander? What are you doing here!" Gao Yingjie, dressed in mithril-based clothing, asked in surprise when he saw Yuehui standing next to Holy Spirit Heart.

"I was summoned by a military order," Yuehui said calmly.

Gao Yingjie was taken aback. He glanced at the Holy Spirit Heart and immediately understood. He shook his head helplessly.

Saint Moon glanced at her grandson and said coldly, "All of you, come with me!"

Holy Spirit's body trembled, he lowered his head, and silently followed behind Holy Moon.

……

When Yuehui followed Shengyue into the spacious conference room, several high-ranking generals from the Exorcism Pass had already gathered inside.

Lan Yanyu's tense shoulders finally relaxed when she saw the Holy Spirit return peacefully.

Saint Moon sat against the wall, his sharp gaze sweeping over Holy Spirit Heart and Moonlight. "Tell me, why is Moonlight on the battlefield?"

“Grandpa, about this matter…” Holy Spirit Heart was about to explain.

“Great-grandfather,” Yuehui spoke first, his tone respectful, “I volunteered to join the battle, hoping to accumulate more merits to gain an advantage in the team competition.”

Before the words were even finished, Sheng Lingxin, Lan Yanyu, and Gao Yingjie all widened their eyes simultaneously.

Lan Yanyu: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ(Why are they calling him great-grandfather now?!)
Holy Spirit Heart: (What's this kid up to?)
Gao Yingjie: (This is completely different from what I just said.)
Saint Moon frowned: "Moonlight, there's no need to excuse Holy Spirit just because he's my grandson."

“Great-grandfather, you are wise,” Moonbeam said with a sincere smile. “Precisely because the commander-in-chief is your grandson, I will not hide it. If I did not volunteer to fight, even if military orders are absolute, as a mage, I have the right to refuse to charge into battle.”

He changed the subject, revealing a sly smile: "Besides, it was I who went into battle with the army and used a precious ninth-tier magic scroll to rescue three thousand knights from the three great demon gods. Surely my great-grandfather wouldn't make me pay for it out of my own pocket?"

At this moment, the commander of the Radiant Knights immediately chimed in: "Indeed, thanks to this young man, we were able to escape unscathed from the demon's ambush."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yue's lips twitched slightly.
(So, you were waiting for me here!)
He coughed lightly and said with a hint of helplessness, "The Exorcism Pass will certainly not forget your contributions." "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Yuehui said decisively.

Sheng Yue nodded, her gaze sweeping over everyone: "Ling Xin and Yan Yu, stay. Everyone else, please leave."

After performing a Buddhist ritual, Yuehui left the conference room.

Standing in the corridor, he looked up at the gloomy sky above the Exorcism Pass and let out a long sigh.

(It was satisfying to vent my anger.)

He rubbed his fingers, recalling the performance he had just witnessed.

In order to avoid conflicts within the Holy Alliance, those polite words had to be said.

Otherwise, given Li Zhengzhi's temperament, he would probably lead the elders of the Magic Temple directly to Exorcism Pass to demand an explanation.

"Wait... I think I've forgotten something."

Yuehui suddenly stopped and raised an eyebrow.

(Shouldn't someone in my position take this opportunity to sow discord between the two great temples?)

After a moment, he chuckled and shook his head: "Never mind, let's just give Cai'er some face."

He then walked toward the barracks at the east gate.

……

Inside the meeting room, the air was so heavy it almost seemed to freeze.

Saint Moon's face was ashen, her sharp gaze sweeping back and forth between Saint Spirit Heart and Lan Yanyu: "You two, explain everything to me clearly!"

Holy Spirit trembled all over, lowered his head, and recounted in detail how he ordered Moonbeam to report to the city tower and how he led him out of the pass to charge into battle.

"You insolent fools!" Saint Moon roared in fury, slamming the coffee table beside her to pieces. "Are your brains filled with mush? Don't you know that I personally approved Cai'er's participation in the Demon Hunter Selection Competition?"

"If it weren't for my approval, would Cai'er be able to be with Yuehui?"

"If it weren't for Moonbeam's consideration for the greater good and her decision not to expose your despicable deeds, the Assassin's Temple and the Magic Temple would have clashed! It might even have caused turmoil throughout the entire Holy Alliance!"

"Let me tell you, Moonbeam is even more important to the Holy Alliance than Cai'er!"

"Have you ever seen a mage who reached the sixth rank at the age of fifteen? And a lightning mage, a rare sight from a glorious era!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Yanyu froze on the spot.

Fifteen years old... Sixth rank?
How can this be.

"But...but he and Cai'er sleep in the same bed, and Cai'er is still so young," Lan Yanyu subconsciously argued.

"What's wrong with sleeping in the same bed? Isn't this something that was bound to happen sooner or later?" Sheng Yue retorted coldly. "Did you only start sleeping together after you got married?"

Lan Yanyu opened her mouth, then lowered her head in shame, not daring to speak again.

"Sigh," Sheng Yue sighed, wearily rubbing her forehead. "You can all leave now."

(A ninth-tier magic scroll? Even my Assassin's Temple doesn't have one.)
“Grandpa, I have a request,” Holy Spirit Heart suddenly spoke.

"Speak," Saint Moon said in a deep voice.

“Please remove me from my position as commander-in-chief,” said the Holy Spirit with unwavering conviction.

Saint Moon frowned as she looked at him.

"This time it was all my fault, no matter what. If it weren't for Yuehui, I would never have come back alive."

"You've always taught me that mistakes must have consequences. Besides..."

Holy Spirit recalled the scene of being severely reprimanded by Moonlight, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips:

"I also want to make up for what I've owed Cai'er over the years."

(End of this chapter)