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29: Chapter 29: Amrita, The Polite Child!

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Vote for the month!) This woman was of divine beauty and superiority.

Her countenance was incomparably beautiful, her pitch-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, spilling onto her waist.

Her skin wasn’t snow white but rather a deep tone, exuding an endless temptation like that of a witch.

Her waist was slender as a willow, a long golden-red dress tightly wrapped around it, sensually draping over her hips and swaying gently.

Her face was so beautiful, her figure so sexy, yet her eyes were like those of an innocent child, pleading for protection.

Gurgle!!!

At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of Asuras rushing towards the Amrita came to an abrupt halt.

There was a blank in their minds as if they were frozen in place, staring intently at this woman, their throats undulating, unable to help but swallow their saliva.

How they yearned for her!

How they wanted to protect her!

The hearts of numerous Asuras were ablaze.

“The perfect form of Maya!

Flawless!”

“She is…”

Brahma’s four heads moved in unison, turning around, his eight eyes wide open, not blinking, staring intently at this beautiful figure, his rosy cheeks becoming even redder.

Mahadeva Shiva was also unable to extricate himself, completely immersed in this beautiful incarnation of Vishnu.

“Mosinee!”

“She’s called Mosinee!”

In the eyes of Mahadeva Shiva, there seemed to be only this beautiful figure, his eyes appearing ready to burst into flames.

The many Devas, upon seeing this figure, were all stunned in place, their hearts igniting with flames.

“!!!!!”

Indra glanced at the dazed gods beside him, as if he thought of something, and immediately lowered his head.

Could it be Mosinee!

The legendary female incarnation of Vishnu, the most beautiful in the world!

This woman, as an incarnation of Vishnu, could be said to possess the most beautiful illusion in the world, so alluring that even Shiva couldn’t withstand Mosinee’s beauty.

Indra bowed his head, taking deep breaths to calm his feelings.

“Hm?”

“How is the Power of Asceticism rising so quickly!”

Suddenly, Indra discovered that the power of asceticism within him was growing rapidly, billowing upward like flames.

Could resisting temptation also increase the Power of Asceticism?!

Indra was slightly taken aback.

…

Whizz!

Sinhika at this moment charged into the midst of the Asura army, swiftly arriving beside Rahu and Vibhrajit.

“My child, I got the Amrita.

Let’s drink it quickly!”

Sinhika rushed over, joyfully holding the Pot of Amrita, moving swiftly towards Rahu.

Bang!

Rahu raised his hand but did not catch the Pot of Amrita; instead, he pushed Sinhika away.

Sinhika staggered, almost falling to the ground.

“Move aside, you’re blocking my view!”

Rahu grunted displeasedly, without even turning his head, his gaze fixed in the distance.

Sinhika’s brows furrowed in confusion and turning uncertainly towards her son, she realized something was wrong.

She scanned her surroundings and saw all the Asuras stunned in place.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly looked towards her husband, Vibhrajit.

“My husband, what’s wrong with you all!”

Sinhika hurried towards Vibhrajit and clutched his arm, ready to shake him, but as she was about to get close, she suddenly felt a bump against her waist.

“Hm?”

Sinhika looked down and couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

So big!

The Linga stood erect like a Vajra Pestle!

“Husband!”

Sinhika quickly shook Vibhrajit’s shoulders.

But Vibhrajit ignored her entirely, his eyes too fixed in the distance, his throat moving up and down, swallowing saliva.

“Could it be…”

Sinhika’s face filled with shock and suspicion, and following their gaze, she turned and looked, seeing a supremely beautiful figure approaching gracefully.

Her brain was trembling!

The rationality in Sinhika’s mind crumbled!

So beautiful!

So beautiful!

So beautiful!

Sinhika’s eyeballs trembled as she stood frozen like the other Asuras, her tender lips slowly parting to let a crystalline thread of saliva slide out, hanging mid-air.

Mosinee approached gracefully, like a witch seducing the heart, flicking a strand of hair by her cheek, tucking it to the side of her head.

“May I share this Amrita?”

Mosinee blinked her beautiful eyes, revealing an innocent look, and pleaded.

A faint scent wafted over.

Sinhika’s cheeks flushed, she slurped and swallowed saliva, her voice hoarse.

“Of course!

Of course!”

“There’s no one in the world as perfect as you, not among the Asuras, the Devas, or the Apsaras; only you are worthy of sharing this Amrita with us!”

Sinhika’s eyes were drunk with admiration as she raised her hand, offering out the Pot of Amrita.

“Thank you!”

Mosinee bent slightly, blinked her beautiful eyes, and holding the Pot of Amrita, smiled.

At that smile, the bodies of many Asuras went limp.

“Mm!”

Sinhika nodded vigorously.

She watched Mosinee flying into the distance, her eyes glowing, unable to help but exclaim, “Such a polite child indeed, even her silhouette is so beautiful!”

“Yes!

So beautiful!”

“I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as her!”

“Such beauty, not even the King could possess!”

The many Asuras watched Mosinee’s retreating figure intently.

Lovely as a spring flower, Mosinee, with a smile, flew straight across the battlefield above the Milk Sea, even Jinmu just quietly watched the scene.

Not until Mosinee had flown into the midst of the dazed gods and came to Indra’s side.

“Heavenly Emperor, I am Mosinee, the Pot of Amrita is for you!”

Mosinee chuckled lightly.

Her voice was like the chirping of spring’s fledgling birds, soul-stirring, making the heart ignite.

At that moment, Indra had his eyes firmly shut, feeling a heat course through him under the sound’s allure, as if voices were telling him to quickly open his eyes.

But he did not!

Indra nodded slightly and raised his hands.

“Many thanks, please place it in my hands,” Indra took a deep breath and said.

A silence ensued, followed by a cool touch sensation, like that of a kitten’s tail grazing skin, enticingly ruffling the spirit.

Finally, a canister landed in Indra’s hands.

“Heavenly Emperor!”

“I hope we can meet again, next time do open your eyes to see me!”

A voice sweet as songbirds ensued.

Only then did Indra exhale with relief and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around and saw all the surrounding gods wearing looks of disappointment, frantically scanning the area, as if searching for Mosinee.

“So beautiful!

It’s like a dream!

What’s her name, do you remember?” Sun God Surya murmured.

“I’ve forgotten!

I was just looking at her face!”

Fire God Agni shook his head.

“Too beautiful!

Even the most beautiful Apsaras cannot compare, not even my wife!”

Soma said.

The gods spoke one after another.

Indra shook his head, paying no mind to the gods, and sank into deep reflection, feeling the Power of Asceticism within him.

“My Power of Asceticism has increased by a hundred years directly!”

“What a booster!”

Indra was startled in his heart, sensing the Power of Asceticism inside him.

He had just closed his eyes, not even looking at Mosinee, and his Power of Asceticism had increased by so much, it was unbelievable.

Indra was moved, bowed his head, and turned to look at the Golden Canister in his hands.

The crystalline Amrita on the Golden Canister rippled, as if it contained endless vitality.

“Amrita!”

“The undying Amrita, finally in my grasp!”

Indra murmured to himself, his emotions surging as he gently lifted the Golden Canister and brought it to his lips.

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