At that very moment, as the great sacrifice was being performed, an extraordinary event occurred. From the gathered assembly, the Māgadha was born anew. When all the participants had come together, Māgadha arose from among them, thus receiving his name. In the course of the sacred rites, oblations were offered to Indra with divine precision, and from this act, the charioteer was also born. Yet, something unusual transpired: the offering made by the disciple, mingled with the main oblation, surpassed even that of the teacher. And from a union between a warrior and a Brahmin woman, a being of lower birth emerged. The charioteer’s proper role, it was declared, is to earn his livelihood from the land, tilling the fields as his middle duty. For your sake, O Pṛthu, those two—the Māgadha and the charioteer—were summoned there by the great sages. Their actions were fitting, and you, O king, were the rightful recipient of their service. "We shall please the gods and sages with our own deeds," they resolved. The radiant, twice-born sages then wondered, "By what hymn might we praise him?" For Pṛthu was wise, virtuous, generous in speech, and undefeated in battle. The mighty Pṛthu himself went on to perform these noble deeds, and in the end, he, the lord of his subjects, gave generously and with great satisfaction. From that time forward, the rulers of the earth have been praised by charioteers and Māgadhas alike. When the people and great sages beheld Pṛthu, they spoke with utmost delight. The people, O illustrious one, rushed eagerly toward Vainya, another name for Pṛthu, desiring his guidance. Pursued by the multitude, he sought to act for their welfare. But then, in fear of Vainya’s resolute will, the Earth herself assumed the form of a cow and fled. Out of terror, she journeyed through all the worlds, even to the realm of Brahma. With blazing, sharp arrows and radiant energy, Pṛthu pursued her relentlessly, determined to bring her back for the good of his people. Finding no refuge anywhere, the Earth finally turned and approached Vainya himself. She spoke to him, saying, "There is no unrighteousness in striking a woman, O king, but know that all the worlds are established in me; it is I who sustain this universe. You ought not to kill me, for your intentions are righteous. When the proper means are undertaken, all endeavors succeed. I shall dwell within all beings—please, abandon your anger, O mighty one. O protector of the earth, uphold righteousness among creatures; you must not forsake this duty." Suppressing his anger, the righteous king addressed the Earth, "Whether it is one being or many, the act of killing brings sin. Yet, if the one slain is not virtuous, then there is neither sin nor secondary fault. Still, if today you do not carry out my words for the welfare of the world—having established yourself here, you must sustain the people yourself. Revive the people continually; you are indeed capable—of this there is no doubt. I would restrain any terrifying being who might arise with intent to harm you. All this, O Earth, I shall accomplish—there is no doubt." He continued, "Just as milk, when stirred, spreads everywhere for me, so too, by the tip of Vena’s bow, the mountains were increased. By her own nature, the Earth became for him both even and uneven, giving rise to the division of ancient lands and villages." Thus, through the righteous actions of Pṛthu and the cooperation of the Earth, order and prosperity were established for all beings.