Chapter 373: Chapter 334: Bring Your Head to Meet, This is Your Brother Antaka! (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_2
Thoraga thought coldly in his heart.
Goddess of Daro!
This is one of the forms of Goddess Shakti, also known as "Dumo" and "Star Mother," with blue skin and holding a skull, said to be the source of the star power in the universe.
People had different thoughts.
But they didn’t notice that a stream of pink energy drifted out and quietly left the Tranquil Forest.
Swish!
Soon, the pink energy fell and turned into a seductive figure.
He had a delicate face that was neither male nor female, a slender figure, and yet a pair of large arms, indicating great strength.
It was the Desire Asura!
"Interesting!"
"I’ve actually sensed a power somewhat similar to mine!"
"The power of doting love!"
"Hehe~ This power is also drifting around in the world, just lacking a medium, yet to transform and be born as an Asura!"
"I should soon have a new companion!"
"It seems I need to put in a bit more effort!"
Desire Asura’s eyes danced, slender fingers lightly covering the mouth, unable to help but laugh.
He blinked, twisted his slim waist, and walked with a catlike grace.
Swish!
Desire Asura turned into a fragrant breeze and flew into the Mortal Realm, spreading desires amongst humans.
By a great river.
The river was clear, flowing gently, with fish and frogs swimming joyfully within.
A beautiful woman named Rainuja, with a water jug made of mud on her head and a smile as blooming as flowers, went toward the riverside to fetch ritual water for her husband.
This mud water jug was her proof of asceticism!
The jug hadn’t been fired, comprised simply of moist soil, but due to her ascetic practices, was able to hold water without leaking.
She confidently approached the shore, bent over and was about to fill her mud jug with more water.
Rustle!
Suddenly, Rainuja’s nostrils flared as she caught a whiff of fragrant wind.
She lifted her head, her gaze sharpened, and in an instant, she saw amidst the lotus leaves, the snow-white skin flickered in and out of sight where a Gandharva couple frolicked in the water.
A stream of pink aura drifted over and slowly merged into Rainuja’s arms and skin.
"!!!"
Rainuja’s lips parted slightly, and she shuddered involuntarily.
Splash!
The mud jug in her hands instantly fell into the water.
In the distance, Desire Asura watched the drama unfold, blinked, peeking out, and looked at Rainuja in surprise.
"Rainuja?"
"She seems to be the wife of that famous Immortal, Dumo Tuoqini!"
"The Agni Ascetic?"
"Hehe!"
"This is going to be interesting!"
Desire Asura covered his mouth and laughed, twisting his waist and moved on.
...
Kailash.
The pure radiance of the snow-capped mountain illuminated all around, casting a cooling and comfortable glow, as if purifying the body and soul.
Tuoti Zhe, the Immortal, led a group of ascetics at the mountain’s summit.
"Praise Mahadeva!"
"Praise Mahadeva!"
They pressed their palms together and bowed towards the Great Stupa Linga.
Swish!
All of a sudden, Tuoti Zhe’s gaze sharpened, and he caught a glimpse of a blue flash of light.
He looked up to see a magnificent peacock displaying its feathers as it flew by.
"A peacock?"
Tuoti Zhe’s eyes sparkled.
This time, he saw a young man on the back of the peacock.
The youth had a tall stature, jet black hair, a handsome face, and his golden armor glinted beautifully, radiating a glorious light.
Vaguely, Tuoti Zhe also saw countless Divine Lights and the figure of Mahadeva Shiva behind the young man.
"Could he be... the Son of Mahadeva!"
"What a radiant child indeed!"
Tuoti Zhe pressed his palms together, stood there stupefied, muttering to himself.
The feeling of fatherly love suddenly overcame him.
An idea arose in his heart!
"Such a radiant son, I fear only Mahadeva could beget; it’s unlikely I could, but if Mahadeva would bless him to become my son, that would be wonderful."
Tuoti Zhe murmured to himself.
He blinked and instantly felt the idea to be very appealing, exceptionally so.
"I need to go back and discuss this with my wife!"
"Together, we shall undertake austere practices!"
Without delay, Tuoti Zhe set off.
Swish!
Kashigyakya rode in on a peacock, with a big red rooster following behind, quickly taking flight.
He landed on this snow-covered mountain, and swung his leg down from the peacock’s back.
"They actually didn’t fly in!"
"Strange!"
Kashigyakya muttered to himself, looking around.
Just ahead, there was a forest dense like pine trees, a deep green spread throughout, adding a touch of vitality to the pure white of the snow.
Rustle, rustle!
Suddenly, the pine trees shook, immediately putting Kashigyakya on alert.
He stood sideways, a long sword now in his hand.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Nandi, the Divine Bull, rushed out from the woods with a group of Ganesha evil spirits chirping and screeching excitedly, eagerly staring at Kashigyakya.
Kashigyakya raised an eyebrow.
These people looked a bit odd, but they seemed to mean no harm to him.
Thinking this, Kashigyakya’s mind shifted, and he put away his sharp sword, tilting his head as he surveyed this ragtag bunch.
"Kashigyakya!"
"Son of the Supreme Lord!"
Nandi beamed, raising his hands with excitement, ready to dance.
But he had not forgotten the Lady Master’s instructions not to frighten Kashigyakya, and quickly rushed over to him, bringing his hands together, and loudly said.
"Let’s go home!"
"Your father and mother are waiting for you!"
Nandi said joyfully.
The Supreme Lord is sure to be very pleased to see Kashigyakya soon!
Thinking of this, Nandi smiled, a sparkle in his eyes, as they immediately filled with moisture.
Hearing this, Kashigyakya’s eyebrows raised. He turned slightly and said, "I want to wait for my teachers and companions, let’s wait a little longer!"
Kashigyakya found a tree, brought his hands together in reverence, and leaned against the tree.
What?
Nandi shifted his feet restlessly, lifting his legs repeatedly.
They looked at each other and waited anxiously here.
Before long, Indra and the other Devas arrived one after another.
"Hm?"
"Why are you still here?"
Indra looked at Kashigyakya in surprise. The fellow had flown in early and yet, he was still lingering here.
His gaze shifted, noticing the Nandi standing awkwardly to the side.
In an instant, Indra guessed the situation.
He brought his hands together, bowing slightly to Nandi, and then approached Garuda, saying, "That’s Nandi, the Divine Bull, the mount of the Supreme Lord, say hello!"
Hearing this, Kashigyakya looked towards Nandi and brought his hands together.
Nandi’s face lit up with joy.
He shook his head, a glint in his eyes.
Kashigyakya was still very polite, maybe he just wasn’t used to them yet.
"The Lady Master is getting anxious, let’s hurry up!"
Nandi quickly said.
"Let’s go!"
Indra nodded slightly and stepped forward.
Kashigyakya and the Devas followed close behind.
Before long, they reached the sacred peak of Kailash, atop the pristine snow-covered mountain, on a large rock, sat a man wrapped in animal skins, deeply immersed in meditation.
And beside him,
a great goddess in a red dress was clenching her hands and pacing back and forth.
At that moment, she abruptly stopped her steps.
Parvati turned her head to look, her beautiful face radiating white light, and her eyes like Persian daisies brimming with joy, surprise, and maternal love.
"My child!"
"My child!"
Parvati hurried over to Kashigyakya.
Her eyes fell, blinking as if looking at her own precious treasure, joyously regarding the handsome child.
Not far away, Antaka raised his head slightly, sensing the surroundings, and instantly homed in on Kashigyakya.
"Excellent!"
"Go pester this guy and give me some peace!"
Antaka rejoiced silently to himself.
The next moment, Parvati raised her hand, grabbed Kashigyakya’s arm, and with a quick pace, brought Kashigyakya to Mahadeva’s side.
"Such strength!"
Kashigyakya steadied himself, astonished inwardly.
With a joyful face and a smile, Parvati approached the Trishula, raising her hand to introduce.
"This is your brother!"
"Antaka!"
Parvati said.
Kashigyakya looked puzzled as he observed the figure on the Trishula, muttering to himself.
"Brother?"
