Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 54 Ancestral Land

It's finally out!

The joy of seeing the light of day again washed over everyone's hearts.

But no one dared to relax even for a moment, as if that terrifying force that could devour everything was still following closely behind them.

The caravan continued its rapid journey for dozens of miles until the deathly stillness in the air completely dissipated, at which point the group dared to slow down and stop.

The world before my eyes was completely different from the one in the valley.

The air is no longer so dry that it makes your throat feel parched; the wind carries the moist scent of grass, trees, and river water. Taking a deep breath, you feel as if your lungs have been cleansed.

In the distance, verdant mountains rise one after another, while nearby, a stream murmurs. Tender green grass sprouts along the roadside, and one can even hear a few clear birdsongs from the branches. After crossing a low slope covered with lush trees, a wide and mighty river suddenly appears before everyone's eyes.

The old servant Bim became excited and pointed to the great river, shouting to Vijay, "Master! Look! We've reached the Van River!"

Vijay had seen the Brahma River when he was studying at the temple. It runs through more than a dozen city-states of all sizes and is one of the most important waterways on the entire continent.

In comparison, the river flowing through Harappa is probably not even a tributary.

The river was full of water, the greenery was vibrant, and the breeze was warm; everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

All the nightmarish memories seemed to be washed away by the wide river at this moment.

"Thank Shiva, we survived!"

"By Brahma above, we have truly made it out!"

It's unclear who was the first to shout, but soon after, the entire caravan erupted in thunderous cheers.

"Quick! Wash up!" someone shouted. As soon as the words were spoken, everyone took off their dusty clothes and jumped into the river without hesitation.

The cool river water envelops the body, washing away the fatigue and fear of the past few days. Some people drink the sweet river water in big gulps, some play happily in the water, and some float on their backs on the surface, feeling a long-lost sense of peace.

Some members ran to the caravan's camels and oxen first.

Upon seeing fresh fodder and clean water, the livestock completely relaxed, grazing and drinking heartily, and naturally excreted their feces.

These people showed no disgust, reaching out to scoop up the steaming cow dung and smearing it evenly on their heads, faces, arms, and bodies, while chanting incantations and reciting ancient scriptures in a low voice.

This is the most sacred way to exorcise evil spirits.

His eyes were different from everyone else's; he closed his pupils and looked up at the sky.

The warm sunlight shone on him, and he seemed to be enjoying the gift from the gods.

However, the long robe connecting his pupils remained completely covered, revealing not a trace of them.

Bim simply washed his body with river water, changed into clean clothes, and then respectfully brought a ladle of clear river water and handed it to Vijay: "May Shiva bless you, sir, please have some water and rest for a while."

Vijay shook his head slightly, not taking the water bottle. "Bim, we should be arriving in Suliepuri soon, right?"

Vijay did his homework before setting off, memorizing the names of several important large city-states along the way.

Bim nodded immediately: "Yes, sir! The city of Suleyepri is just ahead!"

"We'll conduct one last full resupply here. After we've finished resting, we'll officially turn east and completely leave the land under Brahma's influence!"

Indeed, what came before was just an appetizer. If it weren't for that bizarre ritual in Mohenjo, we wouldn't have suffered those inexplicable fears and losses.

But the road ahead is a unique trade route belonging only to the Mittal family!

"In that case, let's take a good rest in this city," Vijay said, nodding.

As soon as he said this, the team members who had already finished washing up and were wiping their bodies all burst into enthusiastic cheers, nodding in approval and expressing their heartfelt praise for Vijay's arrangement.

A long-absent smile appeared on Bim's face. He took a step closer, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of mystery, "My lord, you may not know this, but this city of Suliepuri is the birthplace of your great-grandfather!"

Vijay was startled, and instantly turned to look at Bim, his eyes filled with surprise: "By Brahma, is this the birthplace of my ancestor?"

"Absolutely true!" Bim nodded emphatically. "I overheard the old man mentioning it in casual conversation..."

How come I didn't know?

In that sense, this city is the ancestral home of his family, the true "hometown".

That doesn't make sense...

The land before us has fertile soil, abundant river water, and lush vegetation. In every respect, it is comparable to Harappa, or even more prosperous.

Furthermore, the trade route should be calculated from here!

Why did his great-grandfather, after becoming wealthy, not stay in this original city to develop his career, but instead travel thousands of miles to the distant city of Harappa to buy land and establish a business?

But Vijay also knew that Bim certainly didn't have an answer to this question.

Those family secrets that have been sealed away for many years have probably been completely buried in the passage of time with the passing of our ancestors.

After a brief rest, the caravan set off again.

This time, everyone was completely relaxed and happy. Several Vaishya servants in the procession, who were good at singing and dancing, sang ancient traditional songs on the oxcart. The tunes were cheerful and melodious, with a strong local flavor.

Others clapped and stomped their feet to the tune, singing and dancing, making their way towards the city of Suliepuri with laughter and joy.

Suryapri, a sacred city-state renowned for its golden glass temple and massive corona plaza.

It is said that whenever the sun reaches its highest point in the sky at noon, the roof of the Temple of the Sun, which is made entirely of golden glazed tiles, reflects billions of golden rays, as if a second sun has descended upon the world, completely illuminating the entire city.

The Corona Square in the city is the core of trade and commerce, where treasures, specialties, merchants, and travelers from several surrounding city-states gather, making it a bustling and lively place year-round.

The caravan slowly entered the city gate. The streets were wide and clean, with buildings arranged in a staggered pattern on both sides. Pedestrians came and went in droves, and various sounds of hawking, conversation, and carriages mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.

To ensure the caravan members received the best possible rest and to maintain the prestige of the Mittal family caravan, Vijay naturally wouldn't skimp on accommodations.

He simply booked an entire courtyard at the city's most luxurious royal hotel for all members of the caravan to stay in.

Such a grand gesture is extremely rare even in a bustling city teeming with merchants.

In an instant, the entire royal hotel sprang into action, with servants and maids bustling about, serving everyone clean drinking water, brand-new and beautiful clothing, soft and comfortable beds, and a variety of delicious local dishes.

The tension and exhaustion of the past few days were finally relieved at this moment.

Everyone ate heartily and enjoyed themselves, their fatigue and fear from the past few days completely gone.

The same goes for Vijay.

Only now, lying on the soft bed, smelling the faint fragrance in the room, and listening to the relaxed laughter in the courtyard, have my tense heartstrings completely relaxed.

After having some snacks and soup, Vijay felt his eyelids getting heavy, so he casually leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.

He did not fall into complete darkness during this sleep.

Vijay was astonished to find that his consciousness was perfectly clear, but his body seemed to be floating in mid-air, watching the scene gradually appear before him from the perspective of an observer.