Chapter 20

"Wait!"

The Asura mentor, Sage Sukhaara, suddenly interjected. He stood tall in his white ceremonial robe, taking a step forward with his serpent staff firmly by his side. Folding his hands together, he respectfully bowed to the ugly goddess Yasoda before him.

"Goddess!"

"Please stay here for now. It's a crucial time, and you cannot leave."

Sage Sukhaara's gaze was profound as he spoke slowly.

He indeed felt that the goddess Yasoda was closely related to the goddess Lakshmi, almost like sisters, but something seemed amiss.

His wisdom was on alert.

Sending this Yasoda goddess back to the earthly realm now might lead to unexpected consequences. It would be better to keep her among the Asura army for now. Then, he could meditate, utilizing the power of the Vedas to explore both his inner self and the external world, thus understanding the identity of this Yasoda goddess.

Upon hearing this, King Indra, the golden-eyed Asura, paid no heed.

"Mentor!"

"With me here, the heavenly gods are no match for the Asuras. Besides, my brother is about to complete his penance. When that happens, even the Trimurti won't be able to stop us."

King Indra clenched his fist, tapping his chest.

A deep thunderous sound resonated from his chest, as if the earth itself was trembling, containing vast and endless power.

With that said, King Indra no longer paid attention to Sage Sukhaara. Instead, he waved to the Asura Holiya.

"Go!"

"After returning to the earthly realm, build a temple for the goddess, light the sacrificial fire, and offer offerings. Worship this goddess well!"

"I, in the name of the Asura King, swear that from now on, the earthly realm will be your eternal home, goddess!" King Indra Asura turned his head, delivering these eloquent words, opening his arms in a welcoming gesture, smiling at the goddess Yasoda.

Rumble!

At this moment, the earthly realm trembled slightly, as if it had heard King Indra's oath, serving as witnesses for both parties.

Upon hearing this, a blush spread across the ugly face of Yasoda, revealing various emotions of gratitude.

Her goldfish eyes blinked, filled with gratitude, and she nodded heavily.

"From now on, I will stay in the earthly realm!"

Yasoda expressed her gratitude.

"Hahaha, good!"

King Indra Asura smiled triumphantly. "Our earthly realm needs a goddess like you!"

Sage Sukhaara's face stiffened, resembling a stone in a latrine. He said no more, turning away.

Useless!

Not capable of plotting!

However, King Indra acted as if he hadn't seen, directly turning his head away.

This old man had been meddling all along. Even though he had welcomed a goddess, and would soon defeat the heavenly gods after churning the ocean, this old man had been incessantly rambling, creating opposition.

It's better that he's gone now!

Seeing Sage Sukhaara leave, the Asura Vajra took a step forward, wanting to follow.

But after taking this step, he didn't continue with the second. Instead, his figure hesitated, looking towards his elder brother, King Indra.

As both were sons of Diti, he shouldn't oppose his elder brother or refute King Indra's command as the king of the Ditis.

"Alas!"

"Perhaps only King Bala can persuade King Indra?"

Vajra sighed helplessly, retracting his steps.

King Bala was King Indra's twin brother, currently in the earthly realm, engaging in a long and arduous penance against the Creator God Brahma, and hadn't come to the ocean.

"Mentor!"

The Asura Pralman, anxious in his heart, looked around and then moved quietly, flying out cautiously.

Swoosh!

Above the ocean, Sage Sukhaara flew out with a gloomy expression, preparing to return to the earthly realm.

"Mentor! Mentor!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out behind Sage Sukhaara.

Could it be that King Indra had changed his mind?!

Sage Sukhaara's figure paused, slowly turning around, only to see Pralman behind him. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Mentor!"

Pralman folded his hands together, bowing respectfully to Sage Sukhaara.

"What is it?"

Sage Sukhaara's expression was as firm as stone, speaking in a deep voice.

Pralman smiled respectfully, looking up at Sage Sukhaara.

"Mentor, King Indra is proud and arrogant. I've come to apologize for his rudeness!"

Sage Sukhaara didn't bother with nonsense.

Was Pralman here for this reason?

What a joke!

"Don't say these nonsense. What do you want to say? If you don't say it soon, I'll leave."

Sage Sukhaara snorted coldly.

Upon hearing this, Pralman's expression became tense. Taking a deep breath, he spoke up.

"I want to ask you, mentor, to go to the palace of our Danava tribe and guide us in defeating the heavenly gods."

Upon hearing this, Sage Sukhaara scanned Pralman from top to bottom.

"I know you, Pralman!"

"You are the son of Danu, the king of the Danavas. It seems you have some wisdom now."

Sage Sukhaara said in a deep voice.

The Asuras were basically divided into two major branches.

One was the sons of Diti, known as the Ditis!

The other was the sons of Danu, known as the Danavas!

Pralman was overjoyed and quickly folded his hands together, pleasantly surprised.

"Tha..."

Before he could say "Thank you", Sage Sukhaara's tone changed, a cold smile on his face.

"Alas~ Unfortunately, you are too weak!"

"Besides King Indra and King Bala, can you defeat Vajra?"

"You can't!"

Sage Sukhaara stared at

Pralman, his words deliberate and calculated, now shifting the atmosphere.

"The current ruler of the heavens, Indra, is formidable! Even if you become the ruler of the earthly realm and gain its blessings, you still can't defeat Indra. He will kill you. Moreover, Indra is now even more powerful and wise than before!"

Sage Sukhaara continued, his voice plain, striking at Pralman's core. "If you have such ambitions, it's better to focus on penance!"

Pralman's face turned from excitement to darkened frustration.

"Indra is arrogant, but his strength is real, and his penance is sincere. Perhaps Balacould be stubborn, but his penance is what makes him stronger than Indra."

"Almost all the sons of Diti in your generation are stronger than you. You'd be better off going back and having more children. Only then might you have a chance in the future."

Sage Sukhaara's words pierced Pralman's heart like sharp arrows. He realized that while he might know some things inwardly, having them spoken aloud was another matter entirely.

"If you came to find me, I'm glad. But if it's for this reason, I'm angry. You're Danu's son who was adopted by Diti's lineage. Indra is also your elder brother. Do you really want to go against him like this?"

"Even if you succeed, you still can't beat Indra!"

"I advise you to think twice!"

As Sage Sukhaara finished speaking, Pralman erupted in anger.

"Enough!"

His eyes turned crimson, his hair wild, clearly reaching a boiling point. In his hand appeared a large curved blade.

By now, his defenses were down. Knowing something internally was one thing, but having it vocalized was another.

"Indra may be just Indra. If King Indra can defeat him, so can I! I can also take over the heavens!"

"I will definitely defeat Indra!"

"Shut up!"

Pralman roared angrily, the large curved blade in his hand gleaming with golden light as he swung it towards Sage Sukhaara.

Swish!

Sage Sukhaara's eyes widened in fury, a terrifying aura bursting forth.

"How dare you!"

"Insolent!"

"Insolent!"

"Insolent!"

In Sage Sukhaara's furious roar, Pralman hesitated, his chest heaving, his anger seemingly subdued.

"Pralman, dare you lay hands on me!"

"I curse you!"

Sage Sukhaara's white hair billowed, his reverberating voice filled with fury and curses.

"Pralman, what you hold dear will also be taken by Indra!"

"You will also die by Indra's hand!"

At these words, Pralman froze, his eyes blank, stunned in place.

What did he hold dear?

"My wealth? My throne, or... my daughter?"

"Shesha?"

(End of this chapter)

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