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Napur, Tukha village.

Li Wei opened his eyes, bewildered. He was sitting on a simple altar made of piled-up yellow mud blocks, surrounded by a group of dark-skinned farmers dressed in ancient Indian clothing. These farmers were dancing something resembling a sacrificial dance around him with fanatical eyes, uttering complex syllables.

A moment later, a middle-aged man stepped out from the group of farmers and approached him respectfully. The man was slightly overweight, wearing an ochre-yellow long robe with a dark green belt around his waist and a matching turban on his head. His skin was much whiter than the surrounding farmers. He looked at Li Wei's face with a humble smile that bordered on obsequious.

"O noble Livisarma, Brahman protected by Brahma and all the gods, your humble servant Vaishya Gupta, Raka, offers you the most devout respect!"

The middle-aged man named Laka bowed deeply to Livi on the altar and raised his hands together above his head.

The middle-aged man's speech was complex, but strangely, Li Wei could understand it.

"Wait, this person adds Salma after my name and calls himself Vaishya Gupta. And look at the skin color and clothing of these people..." Levi took a deep breath. Could he have traveled to ancient India?

In his previous life, he had some knowledge of ancient Indian history and knew that when the lower classes in ancient India addressed Brahmins, they would add "Salma" after their names. Salma was a respectful title similar to "adult".

Livsalma is Lord Liv.

Gupta is used to mark the background of the Vaishyas.

The Gupta Empire, which existed from the 4th to 6th centuries AD, was founded by Sri Gupta, who was of Vaishya descent.

For a moment, Li Wei was somewhat bewildered. Based on his understanding of ancient Indian society, traveling to this era would definitely be darker than traveling to the Qing Dynasty, even though he seemed to be a Brahmin...

But when Li Wei looked at himself, he saw that the clothes he was wearing were made of expensive material, but they were all old.

A Brahmin dressed in old clothes appeared in a rural village, surrounded by a Vaishya leader. Livy almost figured out his identity.

He must have been a down-on-his-luck Brahmin.

Otherwise, based on his understanding of ancient Indian history, if he were to travel back in time to a truly well-born and wealthy Brahmin family, he should be waking up in a clean and luxurious temple, being served by beautiful "holy women".

The term "holy maiden" here is used literally. In ancient India, beautiful young girls were typically chosen and offered to temples. These women were called servants of God. They were required to learn the classical dance Bharata and perform it in religious ceremonies and festivals. They also served Brahmins and were roughly equivalent to Brahmin maids, even lower in status than maids in ancient China.

Suddenly, as Li Wei was lost in thought, the middle-aged Vaishya man named Laka straightened up and, with a warm smile, pointed to the west side of the crowd: "Homage to Li Wei Salma, please allow your humble servant to introduce you to my daughter, Sulesa. She has studied scriptures since childhood, eats flowers offered by the temple, and has never been looked upon by unclean eyes. Her body is as pure as the lingam offered to Shiva, and her appearance is like..."

Following Laka's voice, Li Wei subconsciously looked to the west side of the crowd.

At this moment, the crowd on the west side slowly dispersed. Four dark-skinned girls walked out from the middle of the crowd, blocking the Shudra people like servants. Then a woman stepped out.

The moment the woman stepped out, the breathing of the surrounding Shudra men quickened, and even Li Wei's gaze froze.

She walked barefoot, her fair toes stained with red Alta. She wore a magnificent sari, and her skin was much whiter than the four servants around her, but it wasn't pure white; rather, it was a delicate light amber color, like the color of top-quality honey flowing in the sunlight. Her features were exquisite, possessing a purity rarely seen in exotic beauties. But what was most striking were her eyes, like alluring emeralds. The combination of her pure features and seductive emerald eyes created a powerful impact.

No wonder the Shudra men were breathing heavily; her eyes were indeed too alluring.

Not to mention the alluring figure of the young woman wrapped in a royal blue gauze dress, with a peacock embroidered in gold thread spreading its tail feathers from her shoulders to her ankles. This woman is beautiful to the extreme in both figure and features.

The girl walked towards Li Wei step by step. Li Wei's breathing became heavy. It wasn't that he lacked self-control, but rather that the girl's emerald-green eyes were simply too alluring. Her two emerald-green eyes were like a highly seductive green venomous snake gently flicking its tongue.

A surge of lust rose within Li Wei, and he desired to possess and ravage the young girl.

Laka, standing beside him, watched Levi's expression with satisfaction. What he was most proud of was not his business achievements, but the fact that he had given birth to such a beautiful daughter. He firmly believed that Suleisa was a gift from Brahma to their family, a gift that could enable their family to leap forward.

So, although his daughter was famous for her beauty from a young age, and almost every eligible Vaishya young man from the surrounding villages had proposed to her, and even a Kshatriya who occupied a town and had five hundred soldiers proposed to him, he refused them all.

As a businessman, he firmly believed that a gift should always be sold to the highest bidder.

These past few days he had finally waited for the person who offered the highest price. Thinking of this, Laka looked at Levi with a kind of fanaticism emanating from his heart.

Li Wei. Naguta.

Naguta, what an ancient and noble surname! He actually encountered a member of the Naguta family. Even among the Brahmins, Naguta is one of the noblest surnames!

Ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of Naguta drove golden chariots and led golden giant servants south from the Yali plains, sweeping across the states of India.

They successively established several vast kingdoms spanning dozens of states, with magnificent white stone temples, countless territories, and numerous states offering beautiful women. From the Garuda Nagash in the sky to the Mother of Giant Stones on the earth, to the thousand-headed serpent in the jungle, and then to Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, this family was favored by several gods.

Even today, although many branches of the ancient pagoda have declined, they still wield considerable influence in various regions. In fact, the Elephant Head Kingdom in the southeast is still ruled by one branch of the ancient pagoda.

Laka knew that the Levi in ​​front of him was a member of the fallen Naguta family, but so what?

Doesn't this give him an investment opportunity?

If he were a member of the Naguta family who still had status and wealth, what chance would he have of offering his daughter up?

When Suleisa and Levi's child is born in the future, Taraka's grandson will be given the ancient and noble surname of Naguta, which means that his grandson will have the power to communicate with the gods!

The descendants of Taraqa will be able to communicate with the gods and will be able to bear the noble name of Naguta!

Thinking of this, Laka's fat body trembled. He could no longer hold back. He looked at Li Wei excitedly and said, "To thank Li Wei Salma for building a temple in Tuka Village to communicate with the divine power and protect the villagers, and also for your help in driving away the five-meter-long black tiger three days ago, I, Laka, am willing to offer my daughter, Suleza, to serve you."

"Communicating with divine power, a five-meter-tall black tiger?" Levi looked at Laka, wondering if he had misheard. Was Laka exaggerating? Are tigers really five meters tall?

In that instant, a memory that did not belong to Li Wei suddenly surged into his mind, and Li Wei's head began to throb with pain.