Chapter 395: Chapter 352: We Go to the Wedding, Supratika Volunteers! (Requesting Monthly Votes!)
Please bless me! Please bless me! Please bless me!
The voice of Kashigyakya was young, immature, yet filled with vigor, like a bird that rises early in the morning, passionate and forceful, brimming with energy.
"I shall fulfill the Heavenly Emperor’s duties!"
"Guard the Heavenly Realm! Guard the Devas! Guard the goodness and wisdom of the Three Realms!"
Kashigyakya said with righteous conviction.
His voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout Kailash.
At this moment, Parvati couldn’t help but bring her hands together, showing a burst of joy.
Narada, the Immortal, also swiftly turned his eyes, secretly watching this scene.
The Devas were even more utterly bewildered.
"Good!"
Indra smiled, quietly observing Kashigyakya, lifted his hand, and gently placed his palm on Kashigyakya’s head, performing the act of bestowal.
"Kashigyakya!"
"Today, I bestow upon you the position of Heavenly Emperor!"
Indra said, smiling.
Bestowal is the highest virtue in this world!
Through the act of bestowal, one could virtually give away everything one has, whether it be riches, jewels, or even one’s own spiritual cultivation.
Indra blinked, looking puzzled for a moment.
One would expect special omens to occur during such a grand act of bestowal, so why was there no reaction now as he was bestowing the Heavenly Realm? Where was the golden light?
Caught in his doubts, suddenly, a flash of realization sparked in Indra’s eyes.
Hisss!
"It seems I haven’t returned to the Heavenly Realm to reclaim the Power of the Heavens; the Heavenly Realm doesn’t fully belong to me yet."
Indra muttered to himself.
In a way.
At the moment, the Heavenly Realm was without a master, not yet truly his to give.
But none of that mattered anymore. After all, it was already done, and Kashigyakya had accepted it!
Indra, smiling, brought his hands together and helped Kashigyakya to his feet.
"Rise!"
Indra said.
"Teacher!"
"I praise you!"
Kashigyakya stood up, also smiling and bringing his hands together in a gesture of devout praise.
Parvati’s face was filled with a warm smile.
She shook her head, her mood elated as she watched Kashigyakya.
Her child had taken a big step on the path of pursuing his dreams.
Shiva wore a somber expression, with complex emotions in his eyes.
"Why..."
With his mouth slightly opening, Antaka also silently raised his head, the red blindfold trembling to reveal an incredulous expression as he murmured inaudibly in a low voice.
Why?
He clenched his fists tightly.
The Heavenly Realm was on par with the Earth!
Indra, this guy, so easily and without any cherished feeling, had relinquished the position of the Heavenly Realm’s Master.
This was not only a contempt for the Earth Realm but also an act of disregard for him, the former Earth Realm’s Master.
Infuriating!
"One who does not know how to cherish treasures will eventually be plundered of everything!"
Antaka comforted himself inwardly.
With that thought, he couldn’t help but sneer, feeling somewhat better.
Everything was arranged for now, temporarily stable!
The Devas should return to the Heavenly Realm!
Stomp!
At that moment, the faint sound of footsteps suddenly came; a figure wearing armor, with a crow perched on his shoulder, stepped forward.
Sani brought his hands together.
Looking up at Mahadeva, his eyes inevitably showed a sincere expression.
"Supreme Lord! Lady Master!"
"I am about to get married soon!"
"My wife, Manda, is a princess from the kingdom of Mathikagapado. I will marry her in the Mortal Realm, in Mathikagapado."
"I hope you can come to my wedding!"
Sani brought his hands together, bowing deeply.
His eyes couldn’t help but flash with anticipation.
What a glorious and auspicious occasion it would be to have the Supreme Lord and the Lady Master grace the wedding ceremony with their presence?
Upon hearing this, Shiva’s expression subtly changed.
The solemnity on his visage gradually gave way to a faint smile.
For his devotees, he was always sufficiently compassionate!
Parvati glanced at her husband’s expression and could not help but cover her mouth lightly, revealing a slight smile.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Shiva and Parvati both raised their right hands.
"As you wish!"
As you wish! As you wish! As you wish!
The couple proclaimed in unison.
Sani couldn’t help but show a look of joy, shaking his head excitedly.
"Praise the Supreme Lord! Praise the Lady Master!"
Sani repeated fervently.
Among the Devas, Sun God Surya’s expression darkened slightly, his face looking somewhat displeased.
...
Above the Milk Sea.
The Devas had already returned from Kailash.
They arrived at Vighna’s place, directing the Gandharvas as they transported palace after palace.
The Sun God Chariot was suspended in the void, like a great sun casting its intense brilliance, its myriad fervent beams of light falling like swords, evaporating vast amounts of seawater.
Clomp, clomp, clomp!
The Sun God Horses, uneasy, stamped their hooves in the void, stirring up waves of miasmal glimmer.
The God of Dawn, Aruna, sat at the front of the chariot, patting the white horses, smoothing their snowy manes, and calming the Divine Horses’ nerves.
He slowly turned his head to look at Surya.
"Oh Supreme Lord!"
"Don’t keep things bottled up inside."
"Your anger is so fierce, that if you were in the Mortal Realm, your radiance might scorch the earth."
"Talk to me!"
Aruna advised.
Hearing this, Sun God Surya harrumphed, his face showing displeasure.
"It’s one thing for Sani to have had a ’Gandharva-style’ romance, but to decide on the venue without consulting me and to choose the Gandharva kingdom is too much."
"He completely disregarded me, his father," Surya said in anger.
Gandharva-style love, that is, love marriage!
Such marriages usually do not receive parental blessings and thus, are not fulfilled.
Surya had reason to guess.
When Sani came to him in the first place, it wasn’t to yield, but to secure parental blessings for his marriage.
After all, the venue was set in the kingdom of Kashigyakya.
And he, Surya, Sani’s father, had not been informed at all!
Sani hadn’t discussed it with him at all!
Surya felt agitated inside.
Clomp, clomp, clomp!
At that moment, a series of hurried hoofbeats approached.
Surya looked intently.
Indra, riding atop the Divine Horse Supratika, trotted across the boundless waves, kicking up a spray that rose like a majestic rainbow under the fierce glow.
Neigh!
And behind this white horse.
A huge three-headed white elephant roared angrily, its spiritual eyes seeming to flash with lightning, its angry gaze fixated on Supratika’s form, its trunk spraying water continuously.
Clomp! Clomp! Clomp!
As Supratika drew nearer, the Sun God Horses before the chariot began to shake their heads.
The Divine Horse neighed, showing its unease!
It seemed to be intimidated by Supratika!
Aruna quickly tightened his grip on the reins.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Indra, riding on Supratika, had already dashed to the front of Surya’s chariot upon the rainbow light.
"The Divine Horse Supratika!"
Surya murmured in surprise.
