Chapter 657: Chapter 527: Visiting Xīmí, I am your father
"Praise the merciful Heavenly Emperor!"
"Praise the Vajra Holder!"
Vajra Body brought his palms together, shook his head, and smiled in tribute.
At this moment, his heart seemed much relaxed, and the wrinkles on his initially aged face seemed to diminish, making him appear much younger.
His eyes focused as feelings of gratitude surged within him.
Lianmu, Xingmu, and Dian Huan constructed the triple city, assembled the Asura to attack the Devas, and disrupted the Three Realms, yet they still received the Heavenly Emperor’s forgiveness.
Between feelings of gratitude, Vajra Body reminisced about the Heavenly Emperor’s gifts; he once gathered the Mountains, cutting off wings; summoned the clouds and rain, driving lightning and thunder; brought down the Asura flying in the sky, bringing peace to the world.
The Heavenly Emperor’s grace was not yet over!
There was even more!
"Ascend to heaven!"
Indra raised his hand and placed the Divine Power Rope into Vajra Body’s hand.
At this moment, Vajra Body felt a warm sensation.
"I praise You!"
Holding the Divine Power Rope, as if grasping a floating balloon, Vajra Body was followed by three burly men suspended in the air behind him.
"Hmm!"
"You clean up and head to the Heavenly Realm!"
Indra said.
He brought his palms together, giving Vajra Body a slight bow in return, then turned and walked out of the Tranquil Forest.
Vajra Body’s task here was done!
Next, there was another matter!
That was to visit the Goddess of the Earth, Xīmí!
"It’s time to visit!"
Indra planned in his heart.
The Goddess of the Earth, Xīmí, had seldom made an appearance for many years, and it had been a long time since he last saw her.
From that chariot composed of the power of many gods, he felt the power of the Goddess of the Earth, Xīmí, a force that felt intimately connected to him, as if linked by blood.
So, he prepared to see what was going on!
Swish!
Indra stood upon this earth, feeling the breath of the land beneath his feet.
He slowly closed his eyes.
In an instant, a tide of voices rose to his ears, and as they reverberated, it seemed as if a sun arose at his brow, like a heavenly eye, revealing to him scene upon scene.
There were Ascetics devoutly practicing austerity; Asura bearing grudges with hatred; heroes with broad arms praying for strength...
Countless figures flickered past.
Swish!
But the last scene settled on an ordinary straw hut.
"I’ve found it!"
Indra’s eyes snapped open.
He stepped forward, tearing through the void, and the space beneath his feet flowed like water, transporting him in an instant to the earth’s surface.
At this moment, a simple straw hut appeared before Indra’s eyes.
Outside the hut was a fence encircling a courtyard, where a large Sal Tree provided shade from the scorching sun, and beneath it lay a millstone-like boulder.
"Eh?"
"This is my mother’s house!"
Indra’s brows slightly raised.
This was indeed the dwelling of his mother, Aditi.
The Goddess of the Earth, Xīmí, was living here?
Surprised, Indra’s gaze swept around, only to hear laughter from nearby, as a group of children joyfully ran toward him.
There were seven children in the group.
They were handsome in appearance, their running revealed golden and red skin, shining like firelight, gentle and adorable like calves.
In an instant, Indra felt a connection with these children.
"Could they be my children?"
Indra tilted his head, murmuring to himself.
At this time, the children also saw Indra, their little faces went somber, and they looked warily at the person before them.
"Who are you?"
One of the children pointed at Indra, demanding.
Indra smiled, blinked, and remained silent, quietly observing the children.
"I have come to find the Goddess of the Earth, Xīmí!"
Indra said.
Upon hearing this, the children scoffed.
"Our mother is resting and won’t meet with anyone else, you should leave!"
They said, waving their chubby arms.
Indra didn’t budge.
He just quietly stood there, raising his arm to his chin, pondering the origins of these children.
"Could these children be born of Xīmí and myself?"
"When did this happen?"
Indra wondered.
He remained motionless.
Yet the children grew angry, opening their mouths to roar and breathe out thunder and lightning, emitting a furious roar like a thunderous wind.
Boom!
Rolling thunder!
The sky instantly darkened, and bolts of lightning descended toward Indra.
But the moment Thunder Pills made contact, the lightning from the sky turned back on itself.
It returned to the heavens!
"!!!"
"How amazing!"
"Our lightning is useless!"
"Don’t be afraid, let’s combine our powers!"
The seven brothers looked at each other, and with a shudder, they stacked upon each other like Matryoshka dolls, abruptly transforming into a young man in a golden garment.
"You intruder!"
"Back away!"
Marut extended his flame-like right arm, his fingers clenched, and a golden lightning spear appeared.
The lightning spear hurled towards Indra with a resounding boom.
A magnificent roar ensued, and the immense lightning took the form of Garuda’s golden wings, descending from the sky in a flash.
Boom!
Indra raised his head, watching the golden lightning.
He raised his hand and gently pointed to the sky.
In an instant, the formidable golden lightning, turned into a gentle Naga, coiling around Indra’s fingertip, unable to harm him in the slightest.
