leonardwarren Chapter 9 Family Vault
Chapter 9 Family Vault
Vijay lit the torch, which was wrapped with cotton thread soaked in ghee, and as it burned, it emitted a faint aroma of ghee.
This was the only family secret his father ever told him.
A secret treasure trove separate from the normal warehouse.
He went around to the shrine in the room, where a statue of Shiva was enshrined. In front of the statue were a brass oil lamp, a milk bowl, and fresh flowers. After burning incense, he used the short knife he carried to cut his fingertip and dripped his blood into the copper plate in front of the statue. Only those of the right bloodline could open the treasure vault.
Amidst the smoke of myrrh, Vijay pushed open the wall.
A downward path appeared there, winding, dark, and its end was unknown to the naked eye.
Vijay stepped down, the flickering light of his torch illuminating his path, and he didn't know how far he had gone.
Passing through layers of crystal-clear, faint light curtains, Vijay arrived at the bottom level, offered his blood once more, and placed his finger into the tiny hole in the door.
After a slight sting and sucking sensation, the door was pushed open.
The soft golden light, reflected by the torches, enveloped Vijay's body.
What comes into view are gold coins, gold ornaments and gems, and precious spices, magic leaves, herbs and priceless monster bones covering the walls.
The room, which was a full 50 square meters in size, was gleaming with gold.
Gold coins seemed to be the least valuable item, flowing out from the overturned box inlaid with various gems, and spreading all over the ground mixed with the gems.
Li Weijie had never seen so much wealth before, and he stood there stunned for a moment.
With so much money, why insist on fighting this battle to the death?
Wouldn't taking Old Beam and his family to live in another city completely solve all the current problems?
The moment this thought arose, another evil idea, like a persistent affliction, crept up into his heart and gripped it tightly.
This is not an illusion!
In an instant, Vijay clutched his chest, large beads of sweat dripping down his face. He quickly grabbed the wall for support, his trembling legs struggling to hold him up.
"Shiva's curse!"
This time the curse wasn't as overwhelming, but it came at just the right time, as if warning Vijay not to try to escape!
He breathed heavily, feeling the oppressive feeling swirling in his chest gradually fade away, and his body gradually regained control, but Vijay's face was full of gloom.
He had previously thought it was some kind of hereditary disease of the Mittal family.
But now it seems I was oversimplifying things!
In his memory, this symptom only began to appear in Vijay after his father's death. Could it really be some kind of ominous sign related to his father's last business trip? Could it really be the so-called "curse of Shiva"?
After gradually examining the images in his memory, Vijay found no answer.
After calming his breathing, Vijay focused his attention on the very center of the treasure room, where something seemed to be enshrined beneath a pure gold statue of Shiva.
With each step, the ground covered in gold coins creaked slightly, a pleasant, crisp sound from the coins rubbing against each other.
With difficulty, I pulled my foot out of the muddy gold coins, then stepped on it again. It hurt my foot a little. Looking down, I saw a huge ruby right under my feet.
With one foot deep and one foot shallow, Vijay struggled to reach the innermost part of the secret chamber, where he finally saw what was enshrined at Shiva's feet.
It was a small, round plaque, about the size of a palm, dark in color, with mottled rust that looked as if blood had seeped out. It was engraved with intricate patterns and some kind of script that Vijay found somewhat familiar.
The entire disc was neither ornate nor particularly valuable.
But it was placed in the most central position of the treasure vault.
This must be the most precious treasure of the Milta family!
Vijay, as was his custom, put his hands together in prayer and first respectfully bowed to the golden statue of Shiva before carefully picking up the disc.
It's very heavy and cold; I can't tell what the material is.
After accepting the disc, Vijay looked around, ignoring the gold, silver, jewels, and various rare treasures, and carefully examined whether there was anything that could be inscribed with writing.
Got nothing.
Even after he had lifted up the treasure chests on the ground and searched them carefully, he still found nothing.
Did my father and grandfather really not leave any words for their descendants?
Vijay returned to the entrance of the vault somewhat disappointed, and could only turn his attention back to the round card in his hand, gently wiping it with his fingertips.
The seemingly dirty round plaque was actually spotless; the rust appeared to have seeped from within the plaque itself.
The inscriptions on them seem to be scriptures with specific meanings, used only during certain sacrificial rites...
Vijay seemed to have learned it before, but it was somewhat vague and he couldn't understand its meaning at all. So he opened the system.
『梵语（1/2）、体魄（2/2）、全御（1/2）』
Add some points!
Talent Points -3
Sanskrit (2/2)
A refreshing stream washed over his brain, and in the blink of an eye, he felt as if a lot of things had been stuffed into his head.
Looking down at the round tablet again, Vijay finally understood a lot of what was inside.
"A reward from the gods?"
However, those intricate patterns also seem to have a deeper meaning, which is to say that the more you know, the more you don't know!
Looking at the two talent points he had left, Vijay prepared to go all out!
"what?"
When he looked at the system again, he suddenly realized that after "Sanskrit (2/2)", it seemed to have extended. When he focused his attention on it, it was as if a tree had grown branches and extended outwards.
"Talent tree?"
Vijay was no stranger to this thing; he had seen it in old games before—it was simple and easy to understand.
The second layer, which extends from Sanskrit, suddenly comes into view.
『信瑜伽（0/3）、业瑜伽（0/3）、智瑜伽（0/3）』
When I focused my attention on it again, lines of small text appeared in my mind.
Believe in yoga, offer to the divine, and all belongs to the divine.
Karma Yoga: Contributing to Nature and Following the Order of the Universe
Jnana Yoga: Contributing to oneself, recognizing the true self and Brahman.
Just from the words themselves, they are clearly three completely different paths.
Although curious about all the options, Vijay needed to analyze the round card at this moment, whose hints were clearly related to the gods.
Talent Points -2
『Faith in Yoga (1/3)』
The moment he made his choice, Vijay felt dizzy and seemed to see countless gazes in the endless void.
At this moment, they are all looking at themselves.
"Thump, thump!" My heart pounded violently, surging a surge of hot blood that flowed through my body, from my heart to my toes, through my skin and internal organs, and into every single capillary!
In that harmonious moment, Vijay saw an absolutely discordant shadow within his own body.
It curled up, stubbornly shrinking to the size of a grain of sand under the flushing of blood, remaining motionless at its navel chakra.
This is "Shiva's curse"!
A vague image simultaneously entered his mind: it was in a magnificent shrine, shrouded in a light mist, where a clean, white hand slowly reached out, picked up a powder shrouded in an ominous black light, and gently tossed it into an oil lamp...
Vijay instantly understood the truth behind this thing.
This is indeed a curse related to the gods, but it originated from a human!