Chapter 470: Chapter 413: The Story Must Wait, Mahadeva Departs! (Request for Monthly Votes!)
"Really?"
Kashigyakya raised his head, his eyes filled with curiosity as he asked.
Had his invincible teacher also experienced failure?
"Of course!"
Indra spoke with significance, tilting his head slightly as he looked into the distance, his eyes reflecting a trace of reminiscence as he slowly said, "Kashigyakya, remember this!"
"Victory is never eternal!"
Indra said.
"But I am the War God. I should be invincible!"
Kashigyakya couldn’t help but say.
He was not just the War God but also the Heavenly Emperor, yet he had been defeated by two Asuras, an outcome he found unbearable.
"Yes!"
"You are the War God, not the god of victory!"
"Combat doesn’t necessarily lead to victory. You only need to fight; victory is another matter altogether!"
Indra said.
Hearing this, Kashigyakya paused, slightly taken aback.
The War God is not the god of victory!
It made sense; his loss wasn’t because of his fighting.
It was all the Asuras’ fault!
Right!
All of it was the fault of the Asuras!
Thinking this way, Kashigyakya suddenly felt his mind clear and his heart lightened, a sense of freedom bubbling up from within.
He felt much more relaxed.
"Praise to my teacher!"
"Thank you for your enlightenment!"
Kashigyakya brought his hands together in respect as he spoke.
"Hmm!"
"Good that you understand!"
Indra smiled slightly, very pleased, watching his disciple with gratification.
The Three Aspects Deity couldn’t withstand the blessings from the Asuras, and neither could they; just maintain a calm mindset. Seeing Kashigyakya joyously surrounded by the Pleiades Goddesses made him look very happy.
Kashigyakya was overjoyed, but Antaka’s mood wasn’t as good.
Why the hell not!
This guy not only has a different mother, but everything also seems normal for him.
Hmph!
Antaka snorted softly, his mood inexplicably upset, and suddenly stood up to speak.
"Jiumolu!"
"Our mother Parvati has gone into severe asceticism. Miutai misses you too much; you should return to Kailash for a while!"
Antaka said.
At these words, Kashigyakya was briefly startled.
"Mother has gone into severe asceticism?"
Kashigyakya said.
Musing on this, his face unknowingly showed concern and worry.
About his sister Miutai, he was indeed fond of her, fearing that his father alone could not take good care of her.
"Teacher!"
"I would like to visit Kailash and see!"
"I am worried about how Miutai is doing now; I fear that father might not be able to take good care of her!"
Kashigyakya said.
Indra shook his head slightly, giving a small smile.
"Go then!"
Indra said.
There was nothing pressing now, and visiting his family couldn’t hurt!
At his words, Kashigyakya shook his head slightly.
He turned to his elder brother Antaka and spoke, "Big brother, let’s go back together?"
"???"
Antaka tilted his head.
Go back?
He did not want to go back at all!
Antaka brought his hands together and spoke, "I actually quite fancy traveling and practicing asceticism abroad. Let’s return together next time, for sure next time!"
"Hmm!"
"Next time for sure!"
Antaka shook his head, repeating himself.
This...
The expression on Kashigyakya’s face became complicated.
He still revered his father Shiva deeply; it would have been nice to have someone accompany him.
"Teacher, could you come with me?!"
Kashigyakya turned toward Indra and asked.
Indra raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Of course!"
Indra said.
He had been to Kailash many times before, so a few more visits meant little to him.
He naturally didn’t mind!
However...
What did Antaka intend to do?
This former King of Asura must be carefully guarded against!
Indra’s eyes swiftly shifted and fell upon Antaka, as he spoke, "Antaka, as the elder brother of Kashigyakya, how could you miss a moment meant for your own family!"
His voice was warm and smooth, filled with a friendly tone.
Hmm?
Antaka slightly turned his head.
Under the Blessing, his vision immediately reflected Indra’s aura; he startlingly saw that upon the other’s body, pairs upon pairs of eyes began to appear.
Whoosh!
As Antaka observed these eyes, the thousand eyes also became aware of Antaka’s scrutiny.
All pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Antaka.
"..."
Antaka turned his head away.
But the thousand eyes still gazed intensely at him, unceasingly tracking him from top to bottom, from front to back.
Antaka felt annoyed within.
It had always been him spying on others, and now Indra’s eyes were persistently watching him.
If he left like this, Indra’s gaze would certainly not leave him.
Whoosh!!!
Antaka took a deep breath.
He glanced stealthily at Indra, his face flashing a hint of irritation.
"I’ll go back too!"
Antaka’s voice was deep.
Hearing Antaka’s words, Kashigyakya raised an eyebrow, his face immediately filled with joy.
Oh?
Antaka was going as well.
It seemed that aside from being stubborn, his brother was pretty decent!
Joy crept over Kashigyakya’s face.
Indra too showed a pleased expression, and laughed, "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s set off!"
As soon as the words fell, the gods dispersed one after another, transforming into streaks of light and rushing out in an instant.
...
Kailash.
Above the snow mountain, peaks soared high; the snow gleamed with Divine Light, dense green pine forests grew abundantly, bursting with the breath of life.
Shiva was holding his daughter, telling her stories without worries.
"My Worry-Free Wonderful!"
"Next, let me tell you the story of the spirit fish," Shiva said.
"The spirit fish Matsya, also known as Mócuō, is the first incarnation of Narayana!"
Shiva said with a smile.
Worry-Free Wonderful looked up slightly, listening to her father’s story.
She blinked, curiously looking at Shiva, and asked, "Father, you have told me this story before. It seems you really like this story!"
Shiva’s eyes were calm, his mouth corners slowly curling up.
"Your mother once took the form of a fisherwoman. To pursue her, I had taken the form of a fisherman!"
"Her name at that time was Mócuō."
Shiva said slowly.
Upon hearing this, Worry-Free Wonderful suddenly became more interested.
She grabbed Shiva’s arm abruptly and shook it, saying, "Father, I want to hear this story, the story of you and mother!"
Nandi pressed his hands together.
His bovine ears gently shook, his eyes brimming with tears, watery and glistening, his lips unable to suppress his smile, moved by the scene of deep father-daughter affection.
Shiva showed a gentle smile and lightly shook his head.
"Won’t you listen to the story of Narayana?"
"It’s a very beautiful story," Shiva said with a smile.
"No thanks!" Worry-Free Wonderful immediately said.
Her father had been telling her Narayana’s stories every day, and she had heard the first incarnation of the spirit fish too many times already!
"Alright!"
Shiva said.
He blinked, just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly turned serious.
Sounds of praise reached his ears, as if coming from pilgrims, devout and sincere, arriving from afar, incessant.
"Om~ Praise Supreme Lord Shiva!"
"Om~ Praise Supreme Lord Shiva!"
...
Amid these devout sounds, Shiva’s smile faded, his expression tightened, and he suddenly stood up.
"The story will have to wait!"
