Here Comes Our Treasure!

"How about we discuss terms!"

Vishnu maintained his gentle smile, holding the divine tree as if the enraged Golden-Eyed before him were his Lakshmi.

He looked utterly harmless and cheerful!

"Ha! Discuss terms!"

Golden-Eyed glared, opening his mouth wide and exhaling like thunder, causing the heavens and earth to change color. His molars ground together with a crunch, like an earthquake deep underground.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists.

He remembered it all too clearly!

The last person who tried to negotiate terms with him was Indra, and the result was tricking him into dropping Mandara Mountain.

And now they were trying it again!

Did they really think he was stupid!

Vishnu blinked and smiled faintly.

"This Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree is very important to the gods!"

"If this Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree is given to the gods, then I, in the name of the Protector of the World, will ensure a fair distribution. The next treasure churned from the Ocean of Milk will belong to the Asuras."

Vishnu spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Golden-Eyed's face darkened. He stared suspiciously at Vishnu, unable to resist glancing at the churning Ocean of Milk below.

The Ocean of Milk churned like thick glue, incredibly viscous.

This indicated that the churning of the Ocean of Milk had reached its final stage. There wasn't much left inside, and what was about to emerge might be the legendary Amrita, which could grant immortality to the gods.

Should he take a gamble?

The treasure tree before him was valuable, but compared to the immortal Amrita, it was nothing.

Why else did he and his brother, Golden Bed, cultivate so arduously if not for power and immortality?!

With Amrita, he would be completely invincible for the next thousand divine eras. He could then storm the Heavenly Realm, and all the rare treasures and beautiful celestial maidens of the Heavenly Realm would belong to him.

As for the Protector of the World before him.

Golden-Eyed would never admit that he was wary of Vishnu.

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze solemn, and raised a hand to point at the Protector of the World, Vishnu.

"Hmph, I don't trust those gods. I want you to make a promise immediately that no god will defy your oath!"

Golden-Eyed said coldly.

"As you wish!"

Vishnu nodded gently, raised his right hand towards Golden-Eyed, and smiled, "In the name of the Protector of the World, I will ensure a fair distribution for the gods and the Asuras. This Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree before us will belong to the gods..."

At this point, Vishnu smiled, turned his head to look at the gods, "The next treasure churned from the Ocean of Milk will belong to the Asuras!"

Vishnu's voice echoed throughout the Ocean of Milk.

His voice reverberated within the Ocean of Milk. Two clusters of light appeared above the Ocean of Milk, and the figures of Brahma and Shiva also emerged. They nodded slightly at Vishnu, serving as his witnesses.

Seeing this, Golden-Eyed felt slightly relieved and let out a breath, slowly unclenching his fists.

With Brahma and Shiva here, Vishnu wouldn't dare to lie!

On the other side, the gods clasped their hands together.

"Praise the Supreme Lord Brahma! Praise Mahadeva Shiva!"

"Praise the Supreme Lord Brahma! Praise Mahadeva Shiva!"

After the gods' praise, led by Surya, they one by one tilted their heads, their faces etched with worry and looking at Vishnu with aggrieved expressions.

Teacher Vishnu, why are you helping the Asuras!

What if the Amrita is gone?

Vishnu smiled faintly but offered no explanation. He released his palm, and the Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree slowly descended with a golden light, landing before the gods.

"Devraj, please take good care of this Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree!"

Vishnu said with a smile.

Indra, with a smile, clasped his hands and protected the Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree before him. He then nodded slightly at Vishnu.

Vishnu gave a faint smile, transformed into a golden light, and disappeared.

Whoosh!

Indra was filled with emotion.

Indeed, Vishnu was quite reliable!

If he remembered correctly, the remaining items in the Ocean of Milk were Halahala and Amrita. One was extremely poisonous, and the other granted eternal life.

"Halahala is a good thing!"

Indra put away the Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree and subconsciously reached for his divine armor.

The Golden Solar God Armor was incredibly tough, emitting a faint warmth that soothed his fingertips.

He was ready to use the first layer of his divine armor to absorb the Halahala.

Indra grew more expectant. He turned his head and saw the gods, their faces etched with worry. Surya and the others were clearly concerned that the treasures from the Ocean of Milk would go to the Asuras.

"Don't worry!"

"Would the Supreme Lord harm you? You are not devout enough!"

"The main event is coming!"

Indra declared.

Surya's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned sideways and quietly asked, "Devraj, did the Supreme Lord say something to you?"

Indra shook his head, smiled faintly, and walked to Shesha's tail, embracing it with both hands.

Seeing this, Surya's eyes flashed with the light of the sun, and he suddenly understood.

"The Supreme Lord must have told the Devraj something we don't know."

"Don't worry!"

Surya said.

Upon hearing this, the gods finally relaxed and returned to their positions.

In the distance, Garuda, who was helping the gods pull Shesha's tail, tilted his head. His eyes widened, revealing confusion, unwillingness, grief, and a sense of injustice.

"Did the Supreme Lord really say something to the Devraj?"

"I am clearly the Supreme Lord's mount, why didn't the Supreme Lord tell me!"

"What am I lacking compared to the Devraj?!"

Garuda's proud posture faltered, his wings drooped, unable to comprehend the matter.

But before Garuda could figure it out, the many Gandharvas beside him had already started moving, pulling Shesha's tail. Garuda had no choice but to turn his grief into strength and pull with all his might.

Rumble!

Carried by the divine tortoise, the giant serpentine body of the Thousand-headed Serpent King Shesha began to turn again, grinding against Mandara Mountain.

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

The Ocean of Milk steamed, and thick bubbles rose from its viscous depths, erupting like a volcanic explosion.

"It's spinning so fast! It seems everyone is putting in a lot of effort!"

Indra gazed at Mandara Mountain, spinning like a top, and exclaimed.

He gripped Shesha's body and exerted his strength with all his might.

On the Asura's side, it was also a scene of intense activity.

Thick serpentine fire and venom spewed from Shesha's many heads, forcing the Asuras to use their divine power to resist, pulling even harder. Golden-Eye's voice echoed incessantly.

"We've reached the final stage!"

"Vishnu, the Preserver, has promised that the upcoming treasures will belong to the Asuras. Amrita will be ours, immortality is within reach!"

"Faster!"

"Faster!"

Golden-Eye turned to the Asuras behind him and issued commands.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the constant churning by both sides, the vibrations beneath Mandara Mountain grew louder, like countless planets exploding, shaking the heavens and earth. The Ocean of Milk churned with immense waves.

Boom!

A large splash of water suddenly erupted from the Ocean of Milk, forming a vortex.

Golden-Eye released the serpent's head he was holding, took two steps forward, and gazed excitedly at the Ocean of Milk, raising his hands high and shouting.

"It's coming!"

"Our treasure is emerging!"