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Chapter 391 - 348: Let Me Discipline Your Wife for You, This Child Has the Bearing of a Heavenly Emperor! (Vote for me monthly!)
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Chapter 391: Chapter 348: Let Me Discipline Your Wife for You, This Child Has the Bearing of a Heavenly Emperor! (Vote for me monthly!)

Wings?

Indra’s gaze sharpened, sweeping towards the pile of wings accumulated by his side.

They were of no use anyway!

"I give them to you!"

With a grand wave of his hand, Indra generously gave them away.

These wings might possess some divine mystery, but they were pointless to keep in the Heavenly Realm, so it was just as well to let Kashigyakya take and use them.

Upon hearing this, the Artisan God Vishvakarman’s spirits lifted.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly waved his grand hand. A burst of golden light enveloped the wings, instantly retrieving them and storing them all in his pouch.

Vishvakarman was overjoyed.

These items were quite valuable and could forge many fine things!

"Praise be to the Heavenly Emperor!"

Vishvakarman exclaimed with emotion.

Whoosh!

Another burst of brilliance descended, illuminating the starry sky.

Vajra Body arrived, dressed in a white, sackcloth-like sacrificial robe, with hands clasped in prayer, making a deep bow towards Indra.

Indra clasped his hands and returned the salute.

"I am prepared to leave and return to the Tranquil Forest," said Vajra Body.

What?

Upon hearing this, Indra’s brows rose, his face showing a hint of regret.

"You’ve undergone years of arduous cultivation, mastering your senses and accumulating so much merit. Entering the Heavenly Realm should not be difficult for you!" said Indra.

Vajra Body sighed.

"I wish I could!"

"But my wife Varanini knows I’ve assisted the Devas, and she’s unlikely to let bygones be bygones."

"Years ago, I made a vow to fulfill Varanini’s desires, and she has said she wants our son to become a great warrior. She even threatened me with death if I didn’t take action."

"Sigh~"

Vajra Body sighed.

Varanini?

The wife of Vajra Body?

Indra looked up, his gaze intense as he carefully observed Vajra Body.

At that moment, Vajra Body appeared stooped, his complexion aged, his face etched with bitterness, completely devoid of his former heroic flair and instead resembling a beleaguered worker at the end of his days.

This Varanini was obviously a supporter of the Toraga, opposing Vajra Body at every turn.

Now Toraga is dead!

The fate of Toraga was indubitably influenced by his mother Varanini’s hand.

Indeed, a wife decides the fate of three generations!

The Devas too bore witness to this scene.

The Fire God Agni bore a face full of sighs, lamenting the state of Vajra Body who had once defeated him and now appeared so diminished.

Tsk!

Agni clicked his tongue in astonishment.

Shaking his head, he found himself at a loss for words for a moment.

Wind God Vayu and Water God Varuna also seemed pensive, realizing that even the Asuras had tense family dynamics.

"It seems he’s not as fortunate as I am," thought Sun God Surya, his eyes shifting subtly.

A divine radiance flickered over his divine body, unsettled. His forearm subtly raised, he looked at Vajra Body with a hint of self-satisfaction.

"An Asura is an Asura!"

"And Asura women are no different, treating their husbands, their lords, in such a manner!" Surya thought proudly to himself.

Hearing this, Sani couldn’t help but reveal a worried expression, feeling an inexplicable fear for the future.

He was about to get married!

His wife-to-be, Manda, was a Gandharva, a princess from the Gandharva Kingdom.

Would Manda one day end up like Varanini?

Sani was highly anxious!

Elsewhere, Kashigyakya also appeared confused.

"A wife?"

"Wouldn’t it be better not to marry at all!"

Kashigyakya murmured inwardly.

He didn’t understand the need to marry. Being a bachelor was great, doing whatever he pleased!

...

Indra shook his head, his gaze fixed on the disheartened Vajra Body.

A thought crossed his mind and he decided to offer his help.

"Don’t worry!"

"I do have a way!"

Indra spoke up, "First, go back and find Varanini, bring her to the Heavenly Realm, and then I will use wisdom to persuade her!"

Indra showed a smile.

Ah?

Vajra Body looked up, blinking, and stared intently at Indra before him.

Thoughtful!

Indeed!

It made sense!

After all, Indra was a man of great wisdom regarding the dissemination of knowledge, more professional in that regard even than the Immortals.

"Why not entrust this to Indra?"

"Thank you!"

Vajra Body had an epiphany with a trace of realization.

He blinked his eyes, and within his gaze, Indra seemed to be surrounded by countless Divine Lights. These lightning Divine Lights intertwined, yet they were incomparably gentle, like ribbons spiraling in every direction.

"Only by following Great Wisdom can one find liberation!"

In an instant, Vajra Body’s eyes twinkled, and he suddenly smiled.

A sense of gratitude rose in his heart!

Indra smiled back.

Their gazes met in a harmonious scene.

"Let’s go to Kailash first!"

"You go back and rest for a while. When the time comes, bring her to the Heavenly Realm. I will persuade her!"

Indra was deep in thought.

Just a matter of persuasion!

His eloquence might not sway Varanini, but perhaps trying the Vajra Pestle and tapping on the head a few more times could do the trick.

"I understand!"

Vajra Body’s eyes were intent and focused.

At this moment, he had made up his mind. When he returned, he would have a proper talk with Varanini.

If all else fails.

Then he would have no choice but to bring Varanini to the Heavenly Realm to try.

Vajra Body joined his hands in prayer, shook his head, and then transformed into a stream of golden light, vanishing into the expanse of the starry sky in an instant.

Whoosh!

Vajra Body disappeared from this place.

The Devas’ gazes then converged on Indra, awaiting his next command.

"Gandharvas, clean up the battlefield!"

"Devas, follow me to Kailash to report the outcome of the battle to Mahadeva!"

Indra commanded.

With that, he glanced at Kashigyakya.

"My disciple!"

"You have achieved a great feat this time. If you were to become the Heavenly Emperor, I believe Mahadeva would agree!"

Indra transmitted his thoughts in secret.

Having said that, his presence turned into golden light and whooshed away, disappearing into the expanse of the starry sky.

"!!!"

Kashigyakya raised an eyebrow.

He was startled at first, and then immediately a look of surprise spread across his face.

Wonderful!

Great!

"Teacher, wait for me!"

Kashigyakya, full of anticipation, immediately followed suit.

The Devas, too, were filled with excitement and pride, eagerly moving out.

Sani’s eyes sparkled.

"This is the perfect opportunity to invite the Supreme Lord to my wedding and witness my marriage to Manda!"

Sani thought to himself.

Whoosh!

He instantly transformed into a streak of blue light, shooting straight ahead.

The Devas turned into streaks of light, traveling through space, all heading straight for Kailash.

...

Kailash.

The snow was pure white, the radiance holy and serene. A soft Divine Light shone from atop the snowy peaks, casting its glow over the entire space.

Shiva’s expression was deep and unfathomable.

He sat like the Lord of the Universe, perched on his throne, steadily seated upon the great rock, timeless and unchanged.

Parvati’s cheeks were rosy, her smile full of joy.

Clasping her hands tightly in front of her, she swung her head happily. Her red dress adorned with golden ornaments, radiated warmth and brilliance like the evening sky.

"Shijiantuo has succeeded!"

"Husband, look. Our child is filled with courage and strength!"

Parvati exclaimed with a laugh.

She called Kashigyakya by another name.

Shijiantuo—meaning "Life that spouts forth."

Jiumolu—meaning "Youth."

Kashigyakya—meaning "Son of the Pleiades Goddesses."

In comparison, Parvati didn’t like the name ’Kashigyakya,’ she found ’Shijiantuo’ and ’Jiumolu’ more to her liking.

"The young master has won!"

"Let’s hurry and welcome Jiumolu!"

"Let’s go~ Let’s go~"

Nandi and the Ganesha’s also cheered, jumping continuously, circling around Mahadeva and Parvati, cheering and leaping.

Then, they ran out exuberantly to greet him.

Shiva’s expression remained calm.

He watched this spectacle, his expression serene as an ancient well.

He was indeed happy about Kashigyakya’s victory over Toraga, but it seemed Kashigyakya had some not-so-good desires.

He still needs to grow!

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