“Fuuu…” Yennda exhaled softly as he stared at his sticky body, having just hatched. He turned around to look at the carnivorous tree that vanished, revealing the figure of Blola. “Are you holding up?”
“Thanks to you,” Blola said with his depressing voice, “Thanks to my recent training, I’m at the lead against the Transcendent Eater’s ego.”
“That’s great,” Yennda expressed his relief, “I don’t want to think about being revived by the Transcendent Eater.”
“Well, you’re too weak to give me any strain,” Blola expressed in honesty, “It only feels like my internal organs are pulled out when I revive Orakha. Honestly, I hope I never have to revive Resha. I won’t be able to endure the strain.”
“Alright, I’m weak shit. You don’t need to explain it in detail,” Yennda raised his hands in surrender. He got up and habitually used a Prana technique to clean himself. He then grabbed some tools present in the room and intended to head out for a bath.
“Are you going to stay like this?” Blola asked all of a sudden. this content of novelfullbook.com, if you reading this content please go to website novelfullbook.com to continue reading, fastest update hourly
“Why do you care?” Yennda snapped in response, “You’re stuck as a Transcendent Eater for life.”
“It’s the best.” Blola boasted, “I was originally scared. But with the Chief helping me, I will never lose to the Transcendent Eater’s mind. And every victory in my mental battle causes my cultivation to boom in response.”
That was the truth, since if Blola’s mind were to collapse, the Transcendent Eater would plant its roots in the ground, suck in a vast reserve of resources and reach the 10-Life Stage overnight. The same applied true for Blola too.
Therefore, cultivation wasn’t an issue for him. As long as he destroys the Transcendent Eater’s mind, he’ll reach the 10-Life Stage overnight. As for strength? That needn’t be said. This was the Transcendent Eater, a creature capable of killing even Transcendents.
As long as Blola reaches the 10-Life Stage and becomes a Transcendent, he’ll become a Transcendent Eater that is stronger than the Transcendent Eaters part of the Transcendent World.
At present, Renduldu’s arrangements ensured Blola was only capable of reviving Resha and the other reincarnates. Moreover, he could only control two of them after revival, as he only had two Nature slots free.
But that all would change once he enters the Transcendence Stage. All limits placed on him would vanish. He would be able to control as many targets as he pleased after reviving them, wielding the true powers of a Transcendent Eater.
Moreover, what if he were to kill Resha and Brangara? Once he was to revive them, the strongest two existences in the world would have no other choice but to obey him. Who would dare face him after that?
“I only need a single opportunity to change things around.” Blola grinned, “Currently, if I want, I can control Orakha. His strength is inferior only to Resha.”
“So,” Blola stated arrogantly, “I’m content with my current situation. But, what about you, Yennda?”
“You’re the weakest among us all.”
“Leave me alone,” Yennda snorted and exited the room. After taking a bath and changing into a new set of clothes, he entered a meeting room where Raaha was seated, sipping some tea.
“Chief, I too wish to participate in the contest.” Yennda cupped his hands and bowed respectfully.
“Go ahead,” Raaha calmly stared at his leaving figure, not commenting anything. After a moment, he smirked, ‘This guy has been playing sheep for long enough. It’s time he too bore his fangs.’
“Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, and Red.” Raaha muttered as he took out a scroll and began to scribble some details in the segment meant for yellow, “It’s filling up pretty well.”
“I’ll keep watch over the Supreme Tusk’s arrangements.” He calmly stored the scroll and continued to drink some tea, observing two eleven-year-old students leave the 104th Settlement and head towards a certain cave.
Raaha had the power of the Gold Empyrean Tentacle. Honestly, everything that happened in the Mammoth Clan was under his watch.
[Let’s believe in the Supreme Tusk’s arrangements!]
The 1st Empyrean Tusk commented upon reading his memories to know what Virala was up to. Hearing its thoughts, Raaha nodded, “I know. That’s why I’m overlooking these casualties.”
The Empyrean Tusks were aware of everything that was happening but collectively kept mum, acting like they were unaware. Everything was for the sake of reaching the Mystic Grade, their ultimate goal.
Raaha then focused his attention on Yennda, watching the latter enter the Red-Draft River, ‘Now, show me what you got, Yennda.’
Staring at the Red-Draft River, Yennda wasn’t in the least frightened. Or rather, having died as many times as he did, the notion of fear had long since been erased from his emotional dictionary. Danger didn’t matter. At worst, he would die, which wasn’t anything new.
He was merely at the peak of the Spirit Stage as he jumped into the Red-Draft River and moved around with experience, having been tossed into dangerous terrains first. He soon arrived at the nest of an Iron Grade Pranic Beast, grabbing its egg as he began to fuse with it.
His hundred Spirit Containers combined into a unified whole and just began to merge into the egg when the Pranic Beast guarding the nest detected his existence and killed him.
Merely at the Spirit Stage, he didn’t even cause any stress for Blola. A day later, Yennda revived. Due to their strength difference, Blola could quickly revive Yennda, which was also why the Clan always tossed the latter into dangerous terrains, because he revived quickly.
In contrast, Orakha took twenty days to revive. And as the days passed, it seemed his revival duration continued to increase as he grew stronger and stronger.
After reviving, Yennda routinely changed into new clothes and entered the Red-Draft River, targeting another Pranic Beast nest this time. And same as before, he was killed mid-fusion. Without any rest, Yennda continued to revive, target a Pranic Beast nest, and be killed mid-fusion with an egg.
For a Mammoth Clansman, being subjected to extreme conditions would generate a Nature—upon adaptation. That was how Resha gained his Secondary and Tertiary Natures in Sumatra Chronicles.
That was how Blola gained his Tertiary Nature. That was how Inala gained his Tertiary Nature. That was what everyone who gained a Tertiary Nature went through.
He was repeating Orakha’s actions but with some difference, ensuring to be killed only during mid-fusion. He was always doing that, for the past four years, ever since the Clan gave him the task of first exploring dangerous terrains for resources, especially Pranic Beast eggs.
Since his initial plan of fusing with the baby born between him and Yuza—baby Harrala—failed thanks to Grehha’s intervention, Yennda developed deep-seated hatred. But aware that he had been left in the dust, he exercised patience to gain the sort of power that would terrify others, including the reincarnates.
The Transcendent Eater was one such existence. And Yennda intended to become one more perverse than that, almost eldritch in nature.
Two weeks of nonstop deaths later, Yennda hatched from the Transcendent Eater’s fruit, cleaning himself of the resultant goo as he stared at Blola’s shocked face, “What?”
“You asked me if I wanted to stay a weak shit forever,” Yennda commented as he observed his hundred Spirit Containers fuse into a unified whole. Immediately after, all the extreme experiences that he had adapted to condensed in the Spirit Container.
Immediately in response, all his three Natures became filled as he announced, “Today, I return to the race.”