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Chapter 349: Chapter 317: Jiumolu’s Name, You’re Back?! (Request for Monthly Tickets!)

"!!!"

The Immortal’s eyes trembled slightly.

He stared at the wooden tangerine leaf, his heart churning like an ocean of milk, waves complex and turbulent.

Everything recorded on this tangerine leaf had been seen!

Was his asceticism recognized?

"Thank you... thank you so much!"

The Immortal’s gaze was complex as he pressed his hands together in deep reverence.

"Kashigyakya does not need this, but it can be promoted within the Mortal Realm," Indra said, turning his head toward the distance. "You see, Kashigyakya does not need this!"

As he spoke, Indra pointed with a raised hand.

Swish!

The Immortal followed the gesture with his eyes.

He saw the churning ocean of milk, where waves surged violently and countless terrifying whirlpools roared thunderously upon the vast sea.

A golden streak swept across, darting over the vast ocean in an instant.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Behind Garuda, a lean figure dashed wildly across the sea surface, splashing water everywhere with every step.

Kashigyakya was wildly running behind.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two figures chased each other incessantly across the ocean of milk.

In the blink of an eye, Garuda’s golden light flew over the ocean of milk and returned to Vighna.

Garuda landed on one hand, instantly returning to this indestructible place.

"I’m back!"

Garuda announced, chest puffed out, speaking calmly.

Indra chuckled, shaking his head before turning to look at the ocean of milk, where Kashigyakya was kicking up a spray of water behind him before suddenly, with a thump, plunging toward Vighna like a falling star.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

In an instant, Kashigyakya rolled on the ground, tumbling several times before he struggled to his feet.

He slowly stood up, dazed and defiant, looking at the golden giant bird.

He couldn’t catch up at all!

"You still need more training!"

Garuda crossed his arms and declared.

Upon hearing this, Kashigyakya’s face displayed defiance as he muttered quietly, "I just tripped a little earlier, that’s why I couldn’t catch up. The waves of the ocean of milk were too big!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Yes, the waves of the ocean of milk were too big!"

Kashigyakya muttered.

Hearing this, Indra smiled.

He stepped forward, approaching Garuda, and a massive shadow covered Kashigyakya as he spoke, "Kashigyakya, you think too lightly of Garuda!"

"Garuda is the beautiful winged, the Eater of Nagas, the golden-winged giant Peng, the King of All Birds!"

Indra’s voice was even.

Hearing this, Garuda blinked and proudly nodded slightly.

Exactly!

This statement was perfectly correct!

"Garuda’s wings can support the earth, even the celestial guardians hold him as their banner, raised high above their heads. He is a Dharma Warrior; all actions contrary to righteous law appear clearly beneath his gaze."

"You are twenty thousand years too early to think about defeating him!"

Indra continued.

At this, Garuda slightly furrowed his brows, tilting his head curiously.

Hmm?!

Something about Indra’s words seemed strange, as if something was off.

Kashigyakya’s eyes widened as he stared at the giant bird, clenching his fists tighter.

This giant bird is so strong!

At that moment, Indra looked at Kashigyakya with a satisfied smile, continuing, "But you can start by defeating these few!"

With that, he stepped aside, and the shadow vanished.

Swish!

Kashigyakya looked up.

He saw several enormous beastly shadows suddenly appear.

A Makara crouched on the ground, emitting a deep guttural growl; a golden goat enveloped in flames; a spry antelope with slender legs; a nimble white horse; and a massive three-headed white elephant.

"These five have been specially selected by me as experts!"

"Each possesses their own—unique skills!"

Indra said at this point.

Majestic!

Airavata’s trunk curled high, letting out a long trumpet, as a spray of water burst from its trunk like rain, forming a rainbow of seven colors above the water.

Indra glanced at the proud white elephant, an eyebrow raised, then turned away.

Spouting water?

Let’s not bother!

"If you can defeat any one of them, you can make Garuda slow down a bit, and then you’ll be able to catch up with him!"

Indra stated.

Since we’re idle anyway, these mounts might as well join Kashigyakya for some training.

Kashigyakya clenched his fists.

He couldn’t keep up with Garuda, but these giant beasts before him looked much weaker; he was certain to capture them easily.

"Good!"

Kashigyakya said confidently.

Hearing this, the nearby Immortal looked earnestly, feeling deeply moved as he watched Kashigyakya brimming with eagerness.

When he had led Kashigyakya, the boy had been reluctant!

Now, on the contrary, he was full of enthusiasm!

"No wonder he’s a mentor!"

"He has more experience with children than I do!"

The immortals felt a complex mix of emotions.

He couldn’t help but glance at the wooden citrus leaf in his hand, suddenly feeling as though he too had been treated like a child and educated.

Such a strange feeling!

"Friend of the World!"

"Vishvamitra!"

"According to your auspicious ceremony, today we should give Kashigyakya another name, you name him again!"

Indra said with a smile.

"!!!"

Upon hearing these words, the immortal’s form slightly shook.

The next moment, he lowered his head and stared intently at the wooden citrus leaf, his old face slightly moved, and he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

"Destroyer of Castles!"

"You are his teacher, this time it’s still up to you!"

The immortal said in a deep voice.

Hmm?

Indra glanced at the immortal.

When had this guy become so humble!

The other Devas also blinked their eyes, curiously looking towards the immortal, who had just been defiant and now had a face full of reverence.

Such a big change!

"It’s rare for Vishvamitra to give up the chance to name!" Surya said in surprise, the light shifting in his eyes. "He’s indeed an unusual immortal!"

Fire God Agni also nodded slightly.

"He is definitely good-tempered!"

Agni declared.

The Wind God and the Water God shook their heads, agreeing completely.

Just moments ago he was still full of defiance, but after a walk, he had regained his composure, his emotions quite stable.

Indra also couldn’t help but smile.

"Shall I name him then?"

"Go ahead!"

"Really naming him!"

"Please, do!"

The immortal said with a solemn face, hands pressed together in a gesture of deep respect.

At this, Indra blinked and looked towards the Pleiades Goddesses.

"Pleiades Goddesses!"

"You are his mothers, you name him!"

Indra declared.

The Pleiades Goddesses looked at each other, their glances falling on the figure of Kashigyakya, showing signs of hesitation.

They were also unsure!

"You should do it!"

Sambuti pressed her hands together, looking towards Indra, beseeching him.

The rest also turned their gazes towards Indra.

Is that so?

Indra’s gaze flickered, and lifting his head to look at the distant figure of Kashigyakya, he watched the young boy and couldn’t help but chuckle."

"Since that’s the case!"

"Let’s name him ’Jiumolu’ then!"

Indra said with a smile.

Jiumolu, which means ’young boy’.

"Jiumolu?"

The immortal repeated the name, a smile appearing on his face.

"Jiumolu, good name, he is but a child after all!" Garuda laughed, arms crossed.

Kashigyakya is after all the Son of Mahadeva.

But a mere child, how could he possibly catch up with him!

The Pleiades Goddesses also nodded in agreement.

"Jiumolu."

"Jiumolu!"

"Good, it’s Jiumolu!"

The Pleiades Goddesses said joyfully.

...

In the Heavenly Realm.

Toraga, the King of Asura, sat on the heavenly throne, his eyes slightly open, his expression solemn.

"The progeny of Mahadeva has been born, it seems they are preparing to make a move against me!"

Toraga pondered, frowning.

His eyes slightly narrowed, shooting a cold gleam.

Now, not only was he the King of Asura but also the King of Heaven, even the Son of Mahadeva couldn’t kill him.

"I will not be defeated!"

Toraga clenched his fist, murmuring softly.

Definitely not! Absolutely impossible!

Tap tap tap!

At that moment, the sound of three footsteps suddenly echoed within the Heavenly Emperor’s Temple, reverberating ceaselessly.

Lotus gaze! Star gaze! Electric ring!

Toraga’s eyes sparkled.

"How are things?!"

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