Original God, I, a god, was madly recreated by the system

After a few light laughs, the group set off.

First, they need to go to the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden, which is where Feng Jin and her clan mainly live now.

However, due to the presence of the copy of Onpharos, there are now more people in the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden than before.

These people are mostly of the Golden Descendants, including Feng Jin's long-deceased parents.

However, many people did not wake up. In short, this state of wakefulness was not fixed, but rather more random.

Because of the copy of Onfaros, when Qi Fu and his group arrived, many people immediately surrounded them.

"Yacintes, are you planning to return to the sky with Lord Qifu and the others?" asked a golden descendant of the Sky Clan.

“Yes, Uncle Carter,” Feng Jin nodded.

"Really? That's great! The Sky Clan will soon be able to return to the skies." Even ignoring the peaceful life in the dungeon Onpharos, for these resurrected people, returning to the skies is also their dream.

"So, Yacintes, are you back to retrieve the Rainbow Box of Relics?" another Golden Child of the Sky asked.

"Hmm," Feng Jin nodded and looked around.

"Um, where are my parents?" Feng Jin asked, as she couldn't see her resurrected parents in the crowd.

“They knew you would be coming this morning, so they were waiting for you at the ancestral hall very early,” an old man said as he approached.

“I see. Then I’ll head over there. All of you elders, please rest assured and wait for my good news at Dawn Cloud Cliff. Lord Qi Fu, let’s go.” Feng Jin said, looking at Qi Fu and the other two.

And so, the group of four set off again under Feng Jin's leadership, their destination the shrine where the Sky Clan worshipped sacred objects.

"Weren't you going to ask them anything just now?" Qi Fu asked after they had moved some distance away.

“I wanted to ask, but judging from their expressions, they didn’t seem to have noticed the problem. They were just hoping that Lord Qi Fu could lead us back to the sky. So, I think they probably don’t know either,” Feng Jin shook her head and said.

"Alright, but I think the last old man seems to want to say something more," Qi Fu turned his head and glanced at him.

“I’m not very familiar with that old man, but from the memories of the copy of Onpharos, I know that he is one of the longer-lived members of the Sky Clan. However, he also seems to be a rather taciturn person. It is quite surprising that he spoke to me this time,” Feng Jin said slowly.

"Should we go back and ask?" Xing asked.

"Forget it. Since he's already told me to go directly to the ancestral hall, he probably won't say anything if we go back and ask him. Besides, I don't think we necessarily need to ask him to get the answer. For example, those ancestors who actually sacrificed themselves in the journey to seek the fire might know more secrets."

"Moreover, these ancestors who sacrificed themselves on the journey to the fire are the only ones who did not come back to life, so their words should be more authoritative," Feng Jin said again.

"Alright, this is your trial, so we'll listen to you. I'll cover for you in the end," Qi Fu shrugged.

"Thank you, Lord Qifu," Feng Jin said and continued to lead the way.

After a while, led by Feng Jin, the group of four arrived at their destination once again: the shrine where the Sky Clan enshrined sacred objects.

At this moment, several people were standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Among them were two people that Qi Fu had met several times. They were Feng Jin's parents, who had been resurrected and awakened.

Upon seeing Qi Fu and his group arrive, the people standing at the door immediately came over as well.

“Yacintes, and also, Lord Qifu, Miss Xilian, Miss Xing,” Feng Jin’s parents immediately called out.

Although they saw the Black Tower, they didn't call out to her because they didn't recognize her. However, the Black Tower didn't care about that; she was simply observing the whole thing from a side perspective.

"Father, Mother, didn't I tell you to stay at home? Why did you come here?" Feng Jin asked.

"Isn't it because I'm worried about you? After all, your grandmother back then..." Feng Jin's mother's expression turned slightly sad as she finished speaking.

Feng Jin's grandmother, Yacinthia, was a representative of the Court of Dusk. She once represented the Court of Dusk in the Suspended Peak Festival, but unfortunately, she was defeated in the final battle and died in Suspended Peak City due to the worsening of her injuries.

That period was the time of the Fire Chase, so most of them died on the Fire Chase.

Therefore, Feng Jin's parents were still somewhat concerned about their mother's death.

"It's alright, Father, Mother. With Lord Qifu here, no one will get hurt. Didn't you also return through that Onfaros?" Feng Jin chuckled.

“We understand that, of course. It is the greatest fortune in the world for those of us who perished in the Black Tide to return to the human world,” Feng Jin’s parents said, looking up at Qi Fu.

"Lord Qifu, after we returned to the human world, we wanted to come and thank you, but the child Yacintes said that she would convey our gratitude to you alone, so we had no choice but to listen to her."

"However, as parents, we are still worried about her. We don't think she can shoulder the responsibility of recreating the world, nor can we accept that her fate is fixed on this path. My mother, Hyacinthia, felt this way, and so does my daughter, Hyacinthia."

“If this is the destined fate of the Child of the Sky, I would rather she wasn’t the Child of the Sky,” Feng Jin’s mother said, her voice lowering.

Feng Jin was also taken aback by her mother's words.

“Mother…you…” Feng Jin called out.

“I’m sorry, Yacintes, your grandmother always said that I’m too soft-hearted, and I admit that. But this personality of mine is precisely because I’ve seen blood and tears. I’m afraid of war, I’m afraid of death, and I’m even more afraid of the people around me leaving me.”

“Even so, if something happens to you, Yacintes, I would rather it be me who gets hurt than you,” Feng Jin’s mother added.

“The prophecy of the Son of the Sky, I intuitively felt that it was not a good prophecy, so… so… Lord Qifu, I beg you, please bring back Yacintes, please bring my daughter back safe and sound.” As Feng Jin’s mother said this, she even took Feng Jin’s small hand and placed it in Qifu’s hand with a pleading look on her face.

Faced with this scene, Qi Fu was somewhat helpless.

He could tell that Feng Jin's mother was just too worried about Feng Jin and didn't mean anything else by it.

But what's the point of making this scene look like a TOEFL for life?

"I'm sorry, Lord Qifu, Yaxintes is just too worried about Yaxintes. We know you can bring everyone back safely, but there are still some things I can't help but say." Feng Jin's father was calmer than Feng Jin's mother, but the worry in his eyes was still very obvious.

"It's alright. Even if your daughter turns to ashes, I can bring her back safe and sound. So stop worrying about it. What you should really do now is give her your blessings."

Left with no other choice, Qi Fu could only say that.

(I caught a cold, and after taking medicine I feel sleepy all day long. I need to rest for a couple of days.)