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Chapter 429 - 383: The Lecherous Indra, Hurry and Find a Way to Stop Him! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)
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Chapter 429: Chapter 383: The Lecherous Indra, Hurry and Find a Way to Stop Him! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)

Indra seated himself on the ground.

With his eyes closed, he calmed his mind and swiftly began to enter the Meditation State.

Whoosh!

But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, the pupils brightly shining, emitting a strange glow.

Indra raised his head.

A hint of contemplation flitted across his dark pupils.

The next moment, he stood up and waved his large hand.

Accompanied by a swath of golden light falling from his arm, a large white stone, flat as a plain and white as a waterfall, strikingly appeared.

"This stone is a bit more comfortable!"

Indra flipped over onto it, hands behind his head, lying on the stone bed, and revealed a content smile.

His eyes gradually closed, and he entered the yogic sleep.

Shachi lightly shook her head.

Her pink lips as delicate as lotus flowers, turned up slightly, revealing a serene smile, as she watched this scene in rapture.

"The Supreme Lord really is a person of nostalgia~"

Sparkling eyes, Shachi sighed.

...

Earth.

In the midst of a beautiful garden.

Blossoms abounded, herbs thrived, clustering around a huge white stone that extended partially into a lake, while the rest lay on the shore.

A garland of gorgeous, brightly colored saris was scattered atop it.

Swish!

The laughter of Asura women echoed endlessly in the lake, as delightful as songbirds.

A pair of snow-white arms scooped up the lake water and splashed it forward on the ladies, wetting their jet-black long hair and playfully fooling around with the water.

"Such fortune!"

"Your father is now the king of the Danavas!"

"King of Feasts!"

"You really are as your name suggests, filled with fortune!"

An Asura maiden waded through the water, giggling as she tickled the woman named Fortune.

Fortune, with a beaming smile, stretched her hands out to her attacker’s armpits, counterattacking up and down, "Nonsense, shut up, just shut up!"

Soon, fragrant water splashed in all directions.

Fortune’s counterattack was successful.

There, in the water, she surfaced halfway, hands on hips, water droplets cascading down her graceful waistline, like a proud mother cow.

Whoosh!

Fortune’s gaze swept around and then locked onto Suvini.

Suvini, back to the crowd, rested her hands on the large stone on the bank, her jet-black hair hanging down into the water, swaying and spreading like water plants.

Fortune’s lips curved slightly.

She raised a finger gently to her lips, signaling to everyone around to stay quiet, then slowly and leisurely swam forwards.

The next moment, she stretched out her hand suddenly.

Oh!

Suvini was startled at once.

She turned her head quickly and immediately saw the playful face of Fortune.

"Fortune!"

"You gave me a fright!"

Suvini’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, turning her head to swat the water.

"Suvini, what are you thinking about?" Fortune leaned in and looked sideways at Suvini. "If there’s anything on your mind, you can talk to me about it!"

Upon hearing this, Suvini sighed.

Alas!

"It’s nothing!"

"I was just thinking of Shachi."

"Poor Shachi, she was captured by Indra!"

"The Vajra Holder must be coveting her beauty, keeping her for himself, she must be feeling very lonely, very isolated right now."

Suvini murmured with a sigh.

She was Shachi’s close friend, the one who had initially helped Shachi escape from Earth.

Little did she imagine,

That Shachi would still meet with misfortune and end up being monopolized by Indra.

Upon hearing this, Fortune’s eyebrows furrowed lightly.

"Yes!"

"Shachi is the most beautiful among us!"

"The wicked Indra must be a lecher!"

Upon saying this, Fortune’s brows knitted together again, filled with worry. "If the Heavenly Realm starts another war, they won’t come to snatch beauties again, will they?"

Her arms held tight around her, her expression suddenly filled with worry.

If such a powerful being were to attack, who within Earth could resist? Wouldn’t they all be captured and dominated by the evil Indra?

How terrifying!

Dofu shuddered and quickly shook her head, casting the thought from her mind.

She no longer felt like bathing.

After a hasty goodbye.

Dofu returned to the palace of King Ox Festival.

Since the disappearance of King Brahman of the Danavas, whose fate remained unknown, her father had succeeded him and become the king of the Danavas.

He proclaimed himself—King Ox Festival!

Dofu’s expression was anxious, her hands tightly clasped around her waist.

She felt as though there was a deep, dark cloud over her head, within which countless azure eyes lingered and spied on her.

"It’s over!"

"What if they really do attack?"

"Shachi is Brahman’s daughter of the Danavas, and now I am too..."

Dofu walked forward, her head bowed, her expression hesitant, muttering to herself.

The next moment, a golden column appeared before her eyes.

She was about to run into it.

Bang!

A large hand suddenly emerged from behind Dofu, instantly grasping her shoulders, and gently pulled her back, stabilizing her form.

Dofu turned her head in confusion.

She then saw a burly middle-aged man.

This man was tall, clad in black armor, yet his demeanor was very gentle, smiling as he shook his head.

"Dofu!"

"My daughter!"

"Why are you daydreaming again?"

King Ox Festival asked.

Dofu pursed her lips, muttering discontentedly, "Father, I am pondering. Intelligent people are skilled at thinking; this isn’t daydreaming."

King Ox Festival chuckled.

He blinked, curiously watching Dofu.

"What are you thinking about that has you so engrossed?"

King Ox Festival asked.

Dofu sighed deeply.

"Shachi, Brahman’s daughter, was abducted by the lascivious Indra!"

"What if Indra comes with the Devas to Earth and abducts us? What then?"

Dofu stated.

Upon hearing this, King Ox Festival chuckled derisively.

His daughter was really borrowing trouble!

"My daughter!"

"It has always been us, the Asuras, who plunder the Devas, no Deva dares to plunder an Asura!"

"Don’t worry!"

King Ox Festival shook his head, saying with a laugh.

Hearing this, Dofu remained anxious, sighing, "Father, the Asuras have been defeated by the Devas many times already. Who knows when they will enter Earth?"

Dofu said.

"This..."

King Ox Festival’s smile stiffened slightly.

Dofu stared intently, continuing.

"Today he could steal Shachi, tomorrow he could take someone else!"

"Who then could withstand him?"

Dofu looked at her father, hoping for an answer.

King Ox Festival, feeling his daughter’s gaze, awkwardly turned his head away.

He was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to respond.

That made sense!

It really did make a lot of sense!

King Ox Festival swallowed.

He now seriously doubted that his predecessor, Brahman, was killed by Indra.

How then could he withstand Indra?

In the midst of this silence.

The voice of an Asura Soldier suddenly came through.

"General!"

"The tutor invites you to discuss matters of resisting the Heavenly Realm!"

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