Chapter 418: Chapter 373: I Want a Daughter, Ruyi Divine Tree! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
"Father!"
Parvati’s figure suddenly became rigid, and she stood gracefully.
She blinked her eyes, her gaze twinkling, and joyfully looked toward the street corner ahead, softly calling out.
In that gaze as deep as autumn waters,
A figure in a ceremonial robe sat cross-legged upon a mat at the street corner. His build was tall and robust, and atop his head was, astonishingly, a ram’s head. As the ram’s mouth opened and closed, it narrated the content of the Vedas Scripture.
The Master of Life, Daksha!
And by Daksha’s side,
The Master, Virini, held a handkerchief, gently wiping the sweat from Daksha’s brow.
"Hmm?"
Daksha, sensing something, looked up, his gaze sharpening, and immediately locked eyes with his daughter not far away.
He smiled faintly, halting his narration.
The crowd around them gradually dispersed.
Virini looked in surprise at her husband.
"You usually speak for a while longer!"
Virini said with puzzlement.
Daksha slowly got to his feet.
Whoosh!
A burst of light flickered above his head.
The next moment, Daksha’s ram’s head turned into a brightly shining bald head, his face filled with a smiling look as he gazed at his wife.
"Guess who’s come!"
Daksha said.
At those words, Virini followed Daksha’s gaze and instantly saw Parvati not far away.
"Sati!"
Virini exclaimed joyfully.
Parvati’s previous incarnation, Sati, was the daughter of the Master of Life, Daksha, and Virini, and was their most cherished daughter.
"Mother!"
Parvati also approached with happiness.
"Mahadeva!"
Daksha pressed his palms together in a salutation towards Shiva.
Shiva nodded slightly.
They had already met before when Parvati had forgiven Daksha for his transgressions, restoring his ram’s head.
Daksha’s gaze shifted, glancing at Parvati, then curiously turned towards the Trishula.
In an instant, he recognized the identity of the person impaled upon this Trishula.
"Asura?"
Daksha murmured to himself.
The conversation between mother and daughter Virini and Parvati was fervent.
"Mother!"
"My husband and I have had a child!"
The next moment, Parvati, her face brimming with joy, took her mother’s hand and led her to Shiva’s Trishula.
"Mother!"
"This is my child!"
"Antaka!"
Parvati introduced with delight.
Virini, shocked and uncertain, covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes showing disbelief as she looked at Antaka up and down on the Trishula.
"He was born blind."
"That’s why he was taken away by the Asuras and made a mistake!"
Parvati hurriedly explained.
She quickly tugged on Antaka’s dangling arm and said with a light chuckle, "Antaka, this is your maternal grandmother."
Uh...
Antaka slowly raised his head.
He spoke hoarsely in the direction of Virini.
"Praise to my grandmother!"
Antaka didn’t wait for Parvati’s cue and turned his head toward Daksha, saying, "Praise to my grandfather!"
After speaking, Antaka again fell silent, quietly hanging his head.
Virini was somewhat taken aback.
She blinked, eyeing this grandson of hers, unsure of what to do.
"Mother!"
"Antaka is reclusive by nature and doesn’t like to talk!"
Parvati said.
The corner of Antaka’s mouth twitched slightly.
Doesn’t like to talk?
He used to enjoy speaking quite a bit; as for now, well, perhaps not!
At this moment, Parvati’s face was smiling.
"Mother!"
"I also have a younger son, Jiumolu!"
"He is the War God of the Heavenly Realm and the Heavenly Emperor of the Devas!"
Parvati said.
Upon hearing this, Virini revealed a smile and shook her head slightly.
She was still clear about Kashigyakya. Originally when the Tulaka Asura ravaged the Three Realms, it was Kashigyakya who received the urgent command, and in the end, defeated Tulaka, saving the Three Realms.
Thinking of this, Virini was filled with emotion.
"Originally, your father and I had so many children, and you were the youngest daughter; your father liked you the most!"
"Now you are a mother too!"
Virini was filled with emotion.
She couldn’t help but extend her hand and gently smooth Parvati’s hair, chuckling softly.
Yes!
Parvati’s eyes brimmed with joy, blissfully looking at her mother.
In her previous life as Sati, she was her parents’ favorite daughter, and in this life as Parvati, she was also her parents’ favorite!
Her eyes flickered, and she stealthily glanced at Mahadeva beside her, unable to stop a bashful smile.
"How wonderful it would be to have a daughter of our own!"
Parvati thought to herself.
Gatherings come quickly, and partings equally so!
Parvati waved goodbye and bid farewell to her parents.
She and Shiva walked hand in hand, strolling along. She covertly shifted her gaze and glanced at Shiva.
"My husband,"
"Let’s have a daughter!"
Parvati looked at Shiva with expectation and suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Shiva slowly turned around, looked at Parvati, and showed a smile.
"Daughters are the auspiciousness of the world!"
"They can dispel the sorrows and troubles of the world, bringing harmony to the family without any worries!"
Shiva said.
Upon hearing this, Parvati also showed a face full of delight.
But she abruptly stilled, remembering the curse of Rati, the God of Love’s wife, which decreed she could not bear children herself.
Although the curse had later been given conditions, it was still very strict.
"My curse..."
Parvati’s smile abruptly froze.
She couldn’t smile anymore!
"Narayana, oh~ Narayana!"
At this moment, a high-pitched, excited voice suddenly rose, and Narada the Immortal, holding the Vina, suddenly stepped forward.
"Praise to Mahadeva!"
"Praise to Parvati!"
Narada the Immortal looked at Parvati with a pleasant face, smiling and shaking his head.
He had heard everything the Lady Master said!
"Lady Master,"
"Do not worry, if you desire to have a daughter, there are other methods."
"I happen to have a way!"
Narada the Immortal said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Parvati’s eyes lit up and she asked hastily, "What way?"
Narada the Immortal continued to shake his head with a smile.
He clasped his hands together, looking at Mahadeva and Parvati, and said.
"Narayana, oh~ Narayana!"
"To conceive an auspicious daughter, one must use an auspicious method!"
"The Ruyi Divine Tree possesses the power to fulfill wishes!"
"If the Supreme Lord and Lady Master go there, the Ruyi Divine Tree will surely grant this wish and bestow upon you an auspicious daughter!"
Narada the Immortal said, spreading his hands.
Upon hearing this, Parvati’s eyes lit up.
Correct!
If the Ruyi Divine Tree could fulfill wishes, then praying under it with Mahadeva would surely realize their desire.
With a swish!
Parvati excitedly turned her head and looked at Shiva.
Shiva nodded slightly.
This idea was indeed splendid!
"Let us go seek the Ruyi Divine Tree!"
Shiva said with a smile.
The Ruyi Divine Tree!
This treasured tree, after being churned out from the Milk Sea, was planted in the Miscellaneous Grove Garden in Heavenly Realm, quite conspicuous.
The three immediately soared out, heading for the Heavenly Realm.
In the blink of an eye, Parvati and the others transformed into streaks of light, descending upon the lush Ruyi Divine Tree.
Rustle rustle!
A breeze blew, making the Ruyi Divine Tree rustle, its branches swaying, bringing hopeful and life-giving divine light.
"The Ruyi Divine Tree!"
Parvati raised her head to look and murmured.
