972: Chapter 968: The Waters of the Ganges 972: Chapter 968: The Waters of the Ganges “Thank you.”
Ye Tian responded briefly, then began stitching his wound!
Although he was dizzy and lightheaded from excessive blood loss, Ye Tian patched up his wound not by relying on his eyes or mind, but by relying on his sense of touch.
As a skilled medical expert, Ye Tian intuitively knew the precise location of his injuries, which sections needed sewing, and how to proceed.
The Black Widow and Dracula watched in astonishment as Ye Tian moved the needle and thread; his actions were so deft that he didn’t remotely look like a wounded man!
It didn’t take long for Ye Tian to finish stitching up his wound.
The blood-gushing injury finally stopped bleeding…
The Black Widow and Dracula both breathed a sigh of relief…
After closing the wound, Ye Tian sat cross-legged and began meditating, allowing the energies within his body to circulate.
The battle against Kara had left Ye Tian not only with external wounds but significant internal injuries as well…
This was why Ye Tian needed to meditate and heal after mending the wound.
The Black Widow and Dracula silently watched Ye Tian.
After patching up his external injuries, Ye Tian’s recovery of his internal wounds progressed rather quickly.
In just half an hour, Ye Tian opened his eyes once again, his complexion turning rosy, looking as though he hadn’t been injured at all.
“That’s amazing, Boss!”
“Boss, I didn’t expect you to recover so fast!”
The Black Widow and Dracula, seeing that nothing serious remained, excitedly exclaimed, but Ye Tian waved his hand dismissively.
“True recovery isn’t that easy.
No matter how extraordinary my healing ability is, in India, it will still be impossible to come through everything unscathed…
With enemies as powerful as they are now, who can guarantee their safety?”
Ye Tian’s words were true.
For now, he had only used his exceptional medical skills and formidable Inner Strength to temporarily address his injuries; actual full recovery remained a long way off.
On this journey to India, seeking traces of Yun Xinyan necessitated crossing paths with many formidable enemies.
If every enemy were as strong as Kara, he wouldn’t stand a chance of achieving complete recovery.
Now, Ye Tian could only take one step at a time…
“Boss, what should we do now?”
Dracula asked Ye Tian.
The leads had run dry, and none of them knew how best to proceed in India.
Ye Tian thought carefully and said: “Although we can’t currently uncover any clues regarding Xinyan’s kidnapping, based on the words of those three monks earlier, India’s most significant festival—the upcoming Virgin Festival—is just around the corner.
The man who impersonated my wife closely resembled India’s 51st Virgin.
Investigating the matter of the 51st Virgin might lead us to some valuable clues.
So our immediate plan should be to sneak into the Virgin Festival, and during the event, gather information about India’s Virgins across generations, especially the 51st Virgin!
If possible, even get close to the current Virgin.”
Ye Tian’s plan made sense, but the inherent danger was self-evident.
India’s Divine Race was so mighty, even the Attendants of the Divine Race were so formidable they defied description.
One could only imagine the kind of power wielded by the Virgin who stood at the apex of the Divine Race.
This woman, who controlled India, was undoubtedly extraordinarily powerful, and those Attendants guarding her likely surpassed Wang Cai, Kara, and others in sheer might!
Yet, with the situation as it was, heading to the sacred ground was a necessity.
The Black Widow and Dracula couldn’t help but nod in agreement, preparing themselves for a fight to the death!
“So now, we should return to the Flying Tiger Gang’s base for rest before making further preparations!”
With the plan decided, the three of them made their way back to the southern district of Raido—the Flying Tiger Gang’s headquarters.
After an intense night’s efforts, Ye Tian, the Black Widow, and Dracula were all utterly exhausted.
As soon as they returned to their rooms, they fell asleep immediately.
Early the next morning, the leader of the Flying Tiger Gang had breakfast delivered to them.
The spread was lavish and quite tasty!
Ye Tian summoned the Flying Tiger Gang leader and ordered: “The three of us are about to leave here, but before that, I need you to arrange three Indian passports, three sets of traditional Indian clothing, and acquire train tickets for us to Varanasi—we need to attend the Virgin Festival.”
Fearing Ye Tian, the Flying Tiger Gang leader didn’t dare refuse his orders and promptly delivered the requested items.
Being a local force within Raido, the Flying Tiger Gang had its means.
The Indian passports it procured not only bore fake names but also photographs of Ye Tian and the others, making them incredibly lifelike.
The traditional Indian attire tailored to their sizes was also a good fit.
Once Ye Tian and Dracula donned the kurtas and wrapped their turbans, they looked just like genuine Indians.
To an untrained eye, it was nearly impossible to distinguish them based on skin tone alone.
As for the Black Widow, she wore a sari—the favored attire of Indian women.
The sari was highly demanding of one’s figure, but with her exceptional physique, it accentuated her alluring charm, making her stunningly beautiful.
Since India had begun expelling foreigners, it was inconvenient to move about as outsiders.
Disguising as locals was a much better option…
Once dressed in traditional Indian clothing, the three of them blended seamlessly into the local populace, as long as no one scrutinized their skin tone or hair color closely.
Fully disguised, Ye Tian and his companions took the tickets prepared by the Flying Tiger Gang leader and arrived at the train station…
Raido, in India’s northeastern border region, was about 800 kilometers away from Varanasi—a sacred center in northern India.
Since Indian railways mainly operate slower trains, the journey from Raido to Varanasi would take a full day.
Thanks to their disguises, Ye Tian and the others no longer attracted strange looks at the train station.
Coupled with India’s lax security measures at train stations, they avoided thorough inspections and boarded their train without issue.
The Flying Tiger Gang leader had purchased them the most luxurious private compartment available.
Once inside, Ye Tian began meditating to heal, while the Black Widow and Dracula—despite not being hurt—imitated Ye Tian by practicing Silent Qi of the Nether God.
No one knew what awaited them in the sacred center of India, Varanasi.
So, given the chance to recharge, the three of them seized the opportunity to prepare themselves…
The train ride was uneventful, and after an entire day’s journey, Ye Tian and his companions safely arrived in the sacred city of Varanasi!
Varanasi wasn’t large—in Indian terms, it wasn’t considered a metropolis—but the city held immense influence within the country!
The city exuded no trace of modernity—ancient walls, ancient buildings, ancient temples…
If not for departing the train station, Ye Tian and the others could’ve believed they had been transported back to ancient times!
Unlike Raido, which had modern urban features, Varanasi was entirely a historical city!
Not only was its appearance archaic, but even its residents were dressed in traditional attire; those wearing modern clothing were few and far between…
Men and women alike adhered to traditional dress…
The numerous Hindu monks populating the city added to its unique scenery!
Faced with such sights, Ye Tian couldn’t help but remark, “This city might be small and not India’s capital, but it’s truly the spiritual hub of the country.
As the base of the Divine Race, it’s indeed extraordinary!”
The Black Widow echoed his sentiment, “When I was in France, many friends of mine visited this city as tourists.
Upon returning, they mentioned that in the hearts of Indians, there are four things they aspire to most: venerating the Virgin, cleansing with the waters of the Sacred River, befriending monks, and residing in the sanctum!
These four things sound simple, but for Indians, achieving them is harder than ascending to heaven!”
As the Black Widow spoke, Ye Tian couldn’t help but gaze toward the “Sacred River” she mentioned!
The “Sacred River” was none other than the Ganges—a river held in nearly divine reverence by the Indian people!
In the waters of the Ganges, Ye Tian and his companions could clearly spot countless devotees immersed in the river!
Some were bathing; others were drinking the water from the river…
“It’s just a river—what’s the big deal?
According to the United Nations Environmental Organization’s reports, this river has long been polluted, yet people still regard it as sacred!”
Dracula scoffed in disdain.
Indeed, as he pointed out, the Ganges had long been contaminated.
This unwavering reverence for the river baffled him.
Ye Tian chuckled and remarked, “If it exists, it must have a reason.
Given the Indians’ profound worship of this river, there must be something to it!
How about we take a look ourselves?”
With that, Ye Tian led the Black Widow and Dracula to the banks of the Ganges…
Since they were dressed in traditional Indian clothing, no one objected to their presence.
The trio didn’t enter the river but crouched by its edge, dipping their hands into the waters of the Ganges.
“Hmm!?”
Merely touching the water from the Ganges caused Ye Tian to sense something unusual!
A force—a seemingly palpable energy carried by the waters of the Ganges—pierced into Ye Tian’s mind, leaving an ant-like crawling sensation that overwhelmed his senses.