Chapter 377: Indra Scared to Death Again

A few minutes later, a thumping knock sounded on the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Su Nian immediately revealed a smile.

"Please, come in."

As the words fell, the door was opened, and Indra appeared at the entrance, dressed like a celebrity sneaking out—wearing a peaked cap, a face mask, his face mostly obscured by sunglasses, and a trench coat hood pulled over his head.

"Black Rabbit, hurry up and serve tea, and Asura, hurry up and entertain the guest."

Seeing his own daughter and granddaughter wearing maid outfits, Indra's expression stiffened, and his movements paused.

He had an urge to close the door and flee, but he held it back and asked with a hint of interrogation.

"You brat, where did Shiroyasha go? Why is she not at Thousand Eyes, and why isn't she here either?"

Hearing this, Su Nian replied calmly.

"How would I know? But she should be back in a little while."

"Come, come inside and have a cup of tea, and wait for a bit."

"Or, if you have some business with the boss, maybe I know about it too."

Hearing this, Indra's expression changed, and he immediately raised his foot to kick at Su Nian.

"You brat, it really was you plotting against me!"

But the next second, a cold light flashed with a "swish."

Asura drew her blade and blocked in front of Su Nian.

Indra fell silent; he had an urge to curse, but he didn't know what to curse about.

"Hmm? Old Di, why are you still standing at the door? Not coming in?"

Sun Wukong, having dropped his disguise, squeezed past Indra, walked in skillfully, and pulled up a chair to sit down on his own.

He also beckoned to Yang Jian, who was behind Indra.

The moment Yang Jian entered, Su Nian and Yang Jian locked eyes; the confused Yang Jian offered Su Nian a smile.

One does not strike a smiling face, so Su Nian could only return the smile and nod.

Looking at Su Nian, Yang Jian was increasingly satisfied; although he couldn't see through Su Nian's depth without using his Heavenly Eye.

The sense of threat Su Nian brought him alone was enough to show that Su Nian had grown to the point where he could take over.

Finally, finally, he could finally retire.

Being alone in Little Garden was just too boring; he missed his younger sister and hoped his sister hadn't been swindled away by someone else.

Watching Sun Wukong and Yang Jian walk in voluntarily, Indra sighed and followed, ignoring Asura's gaze, which looked at him as if he were non-combustible, non-recyclable waste.

It could only be said that Indra was qualified as a powerhouse of Little Garden, with immense strength that no one could match.

But in other aspects, especially as a father, Indra could be said to have completely failed to fulfill even a shred of a father's responsibility.

Besides Asura, Indra had another son, A Zhou Na; if Su Nian remembered correctly, A Zhou Na's relationship with Indra wasn't much better, right?

In a sense, this man was truly just a biological father.

Sighing, Indra found a seat and sat down; looking at his daughter, Indra couldn't help but let out a strange cry.

"Seriously, I came all this way and don't even get a cup of tea; Su Nian, you brat, is this how you treat guests?"

Seeing Indra like this, Black Rabbit felt a bit soft-hearted and prepared to hand over the tea.

But before she could reach Indra, she was stopped by Asura.

"Scum like him doesn't even deserve tap water."

Asura said with a look of disgust.

Black Rabbit looked at Indra, then turned to look at Asura, falling into a dilemma.

On one side was the Heavenly Emperor whom the Moon Rabbit clan respected most, and on the other was her aunt, the Heavenly Emperor's princess; plus, Black Rabbit actually quite pitied Asura.

So, I'm sorry, Your Majesty...

Black Rabbit felt conflicted inside, then handed the tea to Su Nian.

Leaving only Indra, who sat to the side, grieving alone.

Yet, among those present, no one pitied Indra except for Black Rabbit; this was all his own doing.

After a while, seeing that playing the victim was useless and only made Asura's gaze grow colder.

"Damn it, I'm in this state, and no one pities me?"

Indra cursed and grumbled, then crossed his legs.

"Speaking of which, you were involved in Shakyamuni taking action a while ago, right?"

"Huh? Did the World-Honored One take action?"

Su Nian asked with a blank expression.

"Who are you pretending for?"

Indra looked at Su Nian, his expression barely holding together, and said.

"The Buddha Light on your head is about to overflow, and you're still pretending!!"

After all, it was a bump hammered out by the World-Honored One, and it really wouldn't fade for a while, so Su Nian was forced to wear a hat to cover it up.

But the hat ultimately had its limits and couldn't block the Buddha Light left behind by the World-Honored One.

The World-Honored One had just taken action, and a bump appeared on your head.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Nian was only Four-digit, Indra would have suspected that the one fighting the Buddha just now was Su Nian.

Damn, it seems this brat really could trade blows with the Buddha? Could it really be this kid?

"Fine, I'll tell the truth; I accidentally changed the World-Honored One's appearance and got taught a lesson."

Su Nian spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"But the World-Honored One fighting someone else has nothing to do with me."

Su Nian spoke very sincerely, because this was the truth, after all.

Hmm, Shiroyasha and Algol are currently looking for a way to cover the bump on their heads.

Either find a way, or wait for it to disappear on its own.

They are beautiful girls, after all; what is the meaning of having a bump on their heads?

"Do you think I believe you?"

Indra rolled his eyes and said.

"I have a photo here, do you want to see it?"

Su Nian revealed a smile; how could he let himself be the only one to enjoy the loli Buddha?

Such a good thing must, of course, be shared.

As he spoke, Su Nian took out a photo, but the moment it was taken out, a bolt of lightning shattered it directly.

The look in Indra's eyes as he looked at Su Nian changed, turning into astonishment at how he was still alive.

"If you're looking for death, don't drag us into it!"

A loli-form World-Honored One, not bad; and I must say, she is actually quite cute.

Sorry, Shakyamuni, I really didn't mean it.

Speaking of this, Indra fell silent for a moment and did not continue to joke around.

"That pit-trap, it's in your hands, right? Give me a price; no need to worry about our relationship."

Su Nian couldn't help but laugh a little at this moment.

"Given our relationship, should I give you a ten-percent discount, or was it a few-percent discount?"

"Do you believe I'll break your legs first?"

Indra glared at Su Nian.

"Stop joking; I'm not in the mood to kid around with you right now."

"That's perfect, I can hand the negotiation rights over to the Asura."

After Su Nian finished saying this, he looked at Indra's face, which had begun to turn black, and shrugged his shoulders.

"Alright, I'll stop playing around."

Su Nian paused after saying this and said.

"How do you plan to deal with that Indra?"

"How else? Bring him before that person in Buddhism, kill him, and then distort this possibility."

Indra couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Lord of Mount Sumeru, Eastern Heavenly Emperor, do you think I'm stupid? These two are lethal things."

"If I dare to acknowledge it, the monkey and Yang Jian will dare to kill me!"

"Hey, old Di, don't frame us; how could we be so brutal!"

Sun Wukong picked up a peach, took a bite, and said.

"We will support every choice of Emperor Nengtian; if Emperor Nengtian really wants to complete this Spirit Status, we will help you, old Di."

Even Yang Jian, who was quietly drinking tea on the side, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, at worst I'll get beaten up by the World-Honored One again, but I must make the World-Honored One abdicate and let you, old Di, take the throne!"

Su Nian raised his hand and said with high spirits.

"If that Buddha can sit as the Lord of Mount Sumeru, why can't our Heavenly Emperor?"

"No, no, no!"

Indra was scared half to death, terrified that a Five-Finger Mountain would descend from the sky at any moment, or that a vajra pestle would smash him to death.

He hurriedly pressed down on Su Nian's arm, soothing Su Nian's emotions, fearing that he would act recklessly if he got too carried away.

Indra was truly terrified; he wasn't afraid of others splashing dirty water on him, but he had no defense against this kind of "killing with praise."

What if the rumors spread and he really ended up with the possibility of being the Lord of Mount Sumeru?

And Yang Jian, you thick-browed and big-eyed fellow, why are you joining in the fun at a time like this!!

Just one possibility had almost cost him his old life; did they want him to really prepare to complete the Spirit Status?

He feared he would be struck by tens of thousands of Artifacts and then be judged as having committed suicide.

"Be serious, how do you want me to deal with that pit-trap?"

Indra sighed helplessly, sat up straight, and said.

Su Nian leaned back on the sofa and said leisurely.

"Indra, are you really sure that everyone wants that pit-trap to disappear?"

"What do you mean?"

Indra's mouth twitched.

"That conjecture might not just be a conjecture."

Su Nian took a light sip of tea and said indifferently.

Indra felt the heavy atmosphere and air around him, sighed, and said solemnly.

"Then I must kill this pit-trap even more."

"Is it useful?"

Su Nian rolled his eyes and asked back.

In an environment like Spirit Mountain, where the group would collectively Demon Fall just from Algol teasing them slightly, Su Nian didn't think they lacked the heart to rebel; they were simply suppressed by the World-Honored One.

From the moment this conjecture was exposed, countless existences had begun to prepare.

"So?"

Indra's voice was faintly trembling.

"Don't you think the World-Honored One is a bit too benevolent?"

Su Nian continued to ask in return, and then explained.

"And do you think the current Buddhism is still Buddhism?"

"Why don't we personally pierce through that layer of Golden Body gilded onto Buddhism."

Indra was stunned upon hearing this; he was somewhat frightened by Su Nian's bold idea and immediately fell silent again.

"What is wrong with him?"

Su Nian looked at the lifeless Indra, his mouth twitching.

"He was scared to death just by this?"

Su Nian hadn't even spoken about the big picture yet, it was merely a small thought, was there a need to be so timid?

If he were to say that his ultimate goal was to make the World-Honored One also suffer a Demon Fall, wouldn't that be even more terrifying?

(End of this chapter)