Chapter 568 A Gift
”Dammit! Dammit! DAMMIT!” Resha cursed nonstop as he ran across the wilds, splattering the faces of any Pranic Brast that dared come in his way.
“Congratulations for fucking us all!”
Inala’s words resounded in his mind nonstop, looping without a break, almost like a curse. He wanted to get some insight into Inala’s path to the Mystic Grade but instead received a sermon pointing at every single mistake he had committed.
It was frustrating to know that he had singlehandedly screwed up big time and the result of that was the birth of the most powerful Mystic Grade Pranic Beast to ever exist—Celestial Boar.
Originally, Brangara was the Empyrean Boar King. Though he was a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast, he had the prefix of Empyrean, signalling that he had attained the limit of his evolution as a Pranic Beast.
But now, the Celestial Boar had no such prefix, despite being an Expert Mystic Grade Pranic Beast. Basically, even after hitting the limit possible for evolution, he hadn’t touched the evolutionary limit for his newly evolved race.
That was absurd. And the greatest contributor towards that was none other than Resha. His contribution was so high that it wouldn’t be strange if future generations of the Wean Clan erect a statue of Resha and pray to him daily.
In the time he had infiltrated the Brimgan Empire, the Mammoth Clan had changed as a whole. He probably wouldn’t be able to recognise them given the degree of change the Empyrean Tusks had experienced.
‘Where did I go wrong?’ Resha thought, easily able to pinpoint the decision that changed it all. He knew the Attributed Region the best. Originally, he planned to obtain the Major Treasure of Attribute by making Harla Brimgan fuse with it.
Through his power, he had already refined her skeleton. Hence, he could control her as he pleases. With that, he would make her target Brangara’s children, lead him into the Attributed Region and kill him using the Attributed Creatures.
This was a plan that he had refined carefully after taking into consideration his past life’s experiences while accounting for the variables that would arise from the reincarnates.
But that all changed once he heard Yarsha Zahara call for him through the Minor Treasure of Summoning Bell. He was overcome by his emotional self and got rid of his careful planning to move to the rescue of Yarsha Zahara impulsively.
Split between hatred and his care for Yarsha Zahara, he made an absolute mess of the situation, all because he couldn’t stomach that Yarsha Zahara had birthed the children of the two people he detested the most in Sumatra.
He gave in to rage and prematurely targeted the Boar King, which was what caused all this. Had he maintained his cool, he would have wondered about what the Boar King was planning after drinking the Hidden Eye’s blood and the information he was receiving through the Bolts of Transcendence.
The moment he thought of that, he could have changed his plans accordingly to ensure the Boar King ended up dead.
“Do I have to become nothing more than a killing machine?” Resha landed in the midst of a group of Pranic Beasts and unleashed a storm of gravity that pulled the bodies of the Pranic Beasts in different directions and ripped them apart.
“What’s the use of living a life like that?” He grunted in anger, “It would…just be a repeat of my previous life.”
Even if that life never happened, Resha lived every second of it. To him, that timeline was his past. Every second of his effort, his suffering, his bonds, the pressure he endured, and the despair he faced towards the end, he experienced it every second of the way.
How the fuck can he act like that never happened?
“Fine, if it’s like that, then I’ll change.” He expressed once he had calmed down, observing that he was at the centre of a massive crater that was two kilometres wide. He had created it during his emotional outburst.
“Information, is it?” He uttered, his voice devoid of emotion, “I’ll learn everything.”
“Since the Mammoth Clan is stronger now, they can protect themselves. I no longer need to worry about that.” Saying so, he began to head towards Guna Caves, “I’ll focus on killing Brangara.”
“Nothing has changed. I’m still alive. My family is alive. The Mammoth Clan is bigger and stronger than before.” Prana surged out of him and began to steadily condense around him, displaying signs of solidifying through the unleashed flux of gravity within, “Since Yennda is captured, I’ll give the Wean Clan some free time to revive him.”
“There are plenty of gravitational terrain in Sumatra.” Resha firmed his destination, “I’ll learn from nature.”
‘Yennda won’t be able to break free from Yarsha Zahara’s control nor does he have the willpower to do so. Then, to learn more about Gravity from him, I must first empower him.’ Thinking as such, Resha flicked his finger, pulling a Pranic Beast close.
He surged Prana into its resisting body and refined its skeleton to be on par with the tusk of an Empyrean Tusk. Through his Secondary Nature, he turned the Pranic Beast’s skeleton into his Spirit Container and used it as a Bone Slip to implant some information.
Following that, he continued to use his Secondary Nature of Mystic Bone to alter its skeleton, causing a layer of exoskeleton armour to grow on its body. Internally, he built a bone cage around its heart and other internal organs in the same way they existed in an Empyrean Tusk’s body.
By the time he was done, the Pranic Beast was unable to move, for its body was too heavy, no different from an armoured truck. All he did was smirk in response and connect the bone marrow of the exoskeleton and organ cages to the bone marrow of its skeleton.
With that, Prana was able to flow through the entire construct of bone, as if it were an extension of its skeleton. As Prana flowed through the bone marrow, information coded within the skeleton entered the Prana.
The Biome Bomb communicated with him through the presence of Prana that his Mystic Bone Art could translate. The Pranic Beast didn’t have a cultivation technique. Instead, Resha employed the Skill of Prana Domination alongside Perfect Inertial Gravity to influence the Pranic Beast’s Prana.
Over time, pieces of information entered its mind space as the entirety of its skeleton structure emanated the same influence over the Prana in contact with them.
“Go, find Harrala.” Resha patted the Pranic Beast and activated his Major Treasure, using its capability of influencing terrain to seep the influence into a small biome in the heart of the Pranic Beast.
This biome was formed in a layer of bone around the Spirit Container. In terms of volume, it occupied a square metre, basically a Storage Lantern equivalent. Hence, it was stable.
The Major Treasure’s influence seeped into this terrain and affected the Prana. As the Prana circulated across the body, it absorbed information from the skeleton, eventually reaching the Pranic Beast’s mind space and affecting its decision. Since it was an Iron Grade Pranic Beast, it fell prey to the influence very soon and began to move in the direction of the Mammoth Clan.
The effects of Perfect Inertial Gravity will keep its body weightless and repel all creatures away from it, ensuring it remains safe until it reaches Harrala.
Resha didn’t stop at that and created multiple such creatures, sending them in various directions, not knowing exactly where the Mammoth Clan was heading.He could no longer take flight, and hence, it would take him a while to find the Mammoth Clan. As Inala’s words continued to echo in his mind, Resha felt that returning to the Mammoth Clan would only cause him to return to his old ways.
This is already the third time he wanted to change. But every time he changed, upon remaining in the Mammoth Clan, he reverted to his old nature, as if that was how he should exist.
Mewww!
One of the Iron Grade Pranic Beasts eventually found its way to the Mammoth Clan and collapsed in exhaustion before Harrala.
“Eh? This is?” The moment Harrala touched the Pranic Beast’s exoskeleton, she felt that the entirety of it was a giant Bone Slip. She accessed all the information in it, watching the Pranic Beast explode promptly after, unable to endure the load anymore.
The vast sea of information condensed in her mind, allowing Harrala to stare at a small cup—the Yellow Mystic Path—in her mind space.
Resha was able to see and target his Mystic Path. Upon making some improvements, he sent the data to Harrala, allowing her to observe and interact with her Mystic Path too. And the purpose of it?
[Harrala, this is Resha. I know you desire a normal relationship with Yennda. But it has only become harder after he has been captured. However, don’t give up. As long as you call for him, he’ll return. Mystic Paths are very mysterious. I want you to build upon my information and figure out a way to communicate with Yennda through the Yellow Mystic Path.]
“Thank you, Uncle Resha.” Harrala cupped her fists in gratitude, “That’s the first gift I received in my life.”
“And I’m grateful for it.”