Chapter 396: Chapter 353: Preparing to Travel the World, Four Clouds! (Request for Monthly Tickets!)
Surya slightly straightened his body, leaning backward.
His eyes tightly fixed, he looked at Supratika with some trepidation.
Years ago, the Vajra Body rode this Divine Horse, with a single command, stopping his Sun God Horse in its tracks, catching up to them, and capturing them all at once.
"Indra!"
"You have tamed this horse?"
The Sun God Surya murmured.
"Supratika?"
Indra raised his hand, rubbed the mane on the horse’s neck, then the ears, and smiled, "This Supratika of Vajra Body is quite obedient!"
"I mentioned it to the Vajra Body, and he just gave it to me!"
"Speaking of which, the Vajra Body also said this horse had a fierce temper, but now it seems fine, quite good-tempered."
Indra said.
With that, he dismounted.
Neigh!
Airavata also rushed over at this moment, his eyes as bright as lightning, his fan-like ears flapping, his trunk wildly swinging, whipping up fierce winds and emitting an excited elephant trumpet towards Supratika.
"All right!"
"You two go ahead!"
Indra patted Airavata’s head and laughed.
Neigh!
Airavata awkwardly lowered his head, constantly rubbing it against things.
Supratika held his head high and puffed out his chest, as if dancing with light hooves, joyfully taking small steps, running towards Kailash.
Neigh!
Seeing this scene, the Divine Elephant Airavata felt very displeased and, flicking his trunk, headed towards Supratika.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, two streaks of white light flashed, crossing the sky, leaving long, fiery trails.
This...
The Sun God Surya watched this scene in astonishment, somewhat incredulous.
This Supratika was never like this with them before; it was quite volatile, even frightening his Sun God Horse to a stop.
Now, this Supratika has actually submitted!
Surya, surprised and somewhat admiring, looked at Indra.
"If Agni saw this Supratika, I wonder what his reaction would be."
Surya was somewhat lost in thought.
Among them, it seemed Agni was the one most bullied under this Divine Horse’s hooves!
At this moment, the radiance around him slightly dimmed, as if obscured by clouds, the intense sunlight gradually becoming softer.
Indra, with a smile, curiously stared at Surya.
Such intense sunlight.
He had felt it from afar, definitely something was wrong with Surya!
"Surya!"
"You seemed to be in a bad mood just now!"
Indra asked.
Upon hearing this, Surya’s expression became stern, and he sighed with a cold snort.
"Sani, this guy!"
"He truly doesn’t see me as important, came to seek my blessing but then set the wedding venue without consulting me or Chaya!"
"He didn’t even talk to me or Chaya!"
"My light shines upon the earth, nourishing all beings, and ought to be respected by everyone."
"A person who disrespects their father is disrespecting their ancestors; to disrespect the Sun is to disrespect life!"
"Yet, Sani has given me none of the respect I deserve!"
Surya said furiously.
With that, his face grew darker, increasingly displeased.
Sani was still the same as ever, really annoying him.
Hearing this, Indra shook his head and laughed.
"Surya! My brother!"
"Stay calm!"
"No matter what anyone says, you are still his father, Chaya is his mother, and he is your son!"
"Nothing can change that!"
"Your status will always be higher than his!"
Indra laughed.
No matter what, it cannot change the reality that Surya is his father.
This is a fact!
"!!!"
Surya was stunned upon hearing this.
"That kind of makes sense!"
Surya muttered to himself.
Sani indeed did not respect him, yet irrespective of that, his status as Sun God was still above Sani, unless Sani became the Heavenly Emperor.
But that was impossible!
It was never going to be Sani’s turn.
Thinking this, Surya immediately felt much better.
"Rest assured!"
Indra said.
As soon as the words fell, thunderous sounds started coming from above the Milk Sea, lightning piercing through the endless dark clouds, descending from the sky.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of thunder was deafening, shaking the void.
Indra looked up at the heavens, sensing the strange phenomena.
In the void above the sky, a powerful force was fluctuating, continuously rising and changing like a blooming marigold, radiating strong life force.
"Heavenly Realm?"
Surya murmured.
Indra shook his head slightly, revealing a slight smile, and said with a smile, "Indeed, it seems Kashigyakya has received the Power of the Heavens!"
He couldn’t help feeling joyful, his entire mind and body feeling much more relaxed.
The heavy responsibility was finally handed over!
From today onwards, he could play leisurely and carefree!
For a moment, Indra felt as if a spring breeze was caressing his face.
"Shachi and I were planning to first stroll around the Mortal Realm and visit Udoma, whom we haven’t seen in many years."
"Then we’ll drop by to attend Sani’s wedding."
"Let’s see the customs and culture of those Gandharva Kingdoms in the Mortal Realm."
Indra twisted his neck.
He raised his arms high and slowly stretched them.
Crackling sounds of joints colliding followed, like the thunder of spring, continuous, echoing everywhere.
In this era, mortals did not have short lifespans.
Instead, they were quite prolonged, reaching up to ten thousand years.
If one was a devotee skilled in rituals and asceticism, then their lifespan would be even longer. The Power of Asceticism would also protect mortals’ lives from being taken by Yama.
Indra felt relaxed.
He bade farewell to Sun God Surya, then descended.
A garden.
Indra stepped forward.
In an instant, amidst the lush, colorful sea of flowers, he noticed Shachi gently smiling, bending over to deftly pinch and pluck a golden marigold petal, resembling a lampshade.
Bright clouds enveloped around Shachi.
Vibrant colors!
This was not just the bright colors of the flowers, but the bright colors of the clouds, with gold, red, grey, and black clouds twinkling brightly.
Hmm?
Indra looked at this scene in amazement.
"Indra!"
Light glittered in Shachi’s eyes, filled with joy.
She quickly twirled her fingers, brushed her hair back, hurriedly stood up straight, nervously straightened her dress, and happily looked forward to the approaching tall figure.
Swish!
The four clouds around her also gently fluttered, as if attracted, suddenly rushing to the front of Indra.
The clouds sparkled, flitting about like little sprites, carrying bursts of cool breeze.
Whirl!
Indra walked among the sea of flowers, stepping forward.
He grabbed Shachi’s hand, curiously pointing at the clouds and asked, "What’s the deal with these clouds?"
"These were sent by the Artisan God Vishvakarman!"
"He said that these clouds were spawned by your divine power; very interesting indeed."
Shachi said lightly smiling.
As she spoke, she raised her hand, pointing at a gold cloud, "This one is called ’Prosperity,’ it can rain gold!"
Swish!
She then pointed at a red cloud.
"That red one is called ’Prosperity,’ and it can rain flowers."
Indra’s eyes widened in realization, looking up at the grey cloud pushing continuously forward from between the gold and red clouds, and the black cloud shrinking in the back.
"The grey cloud is called ’Dust Cloud,’ it can rain ash."
Shachi said.
