Chapter 809: Hope

Chapter 809: Hope



Mystic Bone Art!

The pillar of light emanating from the Minor Treasure of Corporeal Mixer flowed into the blood sea and scooped out a stream of blood. The pillar of light mixed with the blood before funnelling into Grehha's mouth as he drunk it happily.

His cultivation technique rapidly digested the content at a pace similar to the Empyrean Boar King's digestion capacity, resulting in his body gaining its bulk quickly. In a matter of minutes, Grehha was brimming with power as he began to steadily progress through the Life Stage at breakneck speeds.

He wasn't building his body through the Life Stage in the traditional sense. Instead, his Empyrean Incubator cultivated his sperm that had been modified to be an exact replica of his genetic material, resulting in the creation of clones.

The pillar of light from the Minor Treasure of Corporeal Mixer surged into the nine Empyrean Incubators at the same time, causing them all to grow and mature at the same pace. However, since they were still encased within the Empyrean Incubator, they weren't treated as being born yet.

"It's a roundabout method to rapidly progress through the Life Stage." Grehha grinned as he explained, "The rules regarding the Life Stage stack only apply for living bodies. Since these clones are developing in an Empyrean Incubator from the start, they're still babies, even if their bodies are about to reach maturity."

"Look at their pinkie," Grehha pointed at one of the clones, "Do you see any difference?"

Inala stared at the pointed spot upon Grehha's cue and noticed a single scale growing on the pinkie of the clone, "I see, so that difference is enough huh?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Yes," Grehha grinned, "For the time being, they're not considered as bodies of mine, so I won't face any issues rearing them within my Spirit Weapon range. I've created them to resemble our milk teeth. They'll fall off right as the clones wake up."

He chuckled in pride, "Once the scale falls of, the body is considered mine. So, I'll absorb them one by one into my Life Stage stack and stabilise them in a matter of minutes."

"And I have gathered enough resources here to satisfy my growth to the 10-Life Stage." He pointed at the blood sea, "I can repeat this process for more than thirty times before running out of resources. And that only consists of resources meant for me. There's a greater portion set aside for my daughter."

"Give me a few minutes." Grehha said as the clones woke up one after another, walked out of the Empyrean Incubator, touched his body, and became added to his Life Stage stack.

Inala watched as Grehha steadily progressed through the Life Stage at a level of stability he hadn't witnessed before, 'There's zero issues in his Life Stage stack.'

The higher one progressed through the Life Stage, the greater the inconsistencies in the stacked bodies exhibit issues, even creating implosions majority of the time. Virala was facing this issue, as the bodies he created by consuming Celestial Boar flesh had too much differences that he was unable to cross the 4-Life Stage.

Every fifth body he created imploded, as the inconsistencies were magnified too much once he reached the 5-Life Stage. However, had he progressed through the traditional means and spent a few centuries building and naturally maturity each body, he would be able to reach the 10-Life Stage eventually.

The inconsistencies faced by Resha were even more pronounced that he couldn't even enter the 4-Life Stage. Empyrean Tusks required a century to mature with ginormous bodies, making the smallest of defects pronounced even greater than others.

With a bigger body, there was greater volume, creating more grounds for inconsistencies to arise, which made its stack through the Life Stage even more unstable.

Even in Inala's case, he was using the Minor Treasure of Royal Stabiliser to stabilise himself, which also worked on supplementing him in areas of defects and inconsistencies. It was why he could quickly reach the 10-Life Stage without issues by consuming Celestial Boar flesh.

However, Grehha faced no such issues. His Life Stage stack was...perfect. 'It's the stablest stack that I've ever seen until now.'

'From the very beginning, his plan has remained consistent. The arrival of Celestial Boar blood and body parts only hastened his process. His endgame build has remained the same all along.' Inala thought as he watched Grehha enter the 10-Life Stage and stabilise himself a few minutes later.

Moreover, at his current accumulation of Empyrean Tusk genes, the quality of tusk bone powder he creates surpassed even that of Vhalla and the Supreme Tusk Gannala had she remained in her prime.

He could use it to condense his Pranic Beast form. To condense it, he would have to first

consume the tusk bone powder, digest it through Mystic Bone Art, wait until particles of it is circulated through his body by his blood until it reached his heart and was absorbed by his Spirit Container.

It was why he had been focusing on enhancing his digestion capacity by constantly subjecting himself to the influence of the Minor Treasure of Corporeal Mixer, now reaching a level on par with the digestion capacity of the Empyrean Boar King.

This was more than enough for him to consume enough tusk bone powder necessary to condense Pet in a matter of seconds. "Irrespective of how strong one gets, Sumatra's rule of survival of the fittest is the one and only truth. That's why,"

"Even if someone has over a dozen Minor Treasures, they're not the fittest." Grehha pointed

at the Minor Treasure of Corporeal Mixer, "Just one is enough, as long as you know how to maximise its function to the fullest."

"When you're fighting him," Grehha said in seriousness, "Make Brangara as hungry as possible. His hunger should reach a level where he wishes to consume everything. Once he reaches that point, his Astral World would consume everything within it. Make him hungry to that level and he'll destroy himself."

"I...see," Inala muttered, pondering as he modified his plans immediately, trying to incorporate Grehha's suggestions in his plans, "That's pretty valid. I hadn't thought of that before. Thanks, Grehha."

"It's alright," Grehha smirked, "You're already making hundreds of plans. So I'm glad to have added one more to the mix. We need every edge possible to win."

He extended his hand towards Inala, "Let's win, Inala!"

"I want the both of us to explore Sumatra once this is done. While you explore the magnificent landscapes, I will admire the majestic creatures that prowl there, in all their glory." His eyes brimmed with fighting spirit.

"I will revive in a few decades, faster if the Quip Clan desperately wishes for my return. But

that me wouldn't be the same as my current self." Inala sighed, "I'm sorry, Grehha. But I won't be able to..."

A second later, Inala noticed that he had been slapped on the cheek by Grehha as the latter's voice resounded, filled with anger, "Do you know?"

"A man whose dreams have been crushed is more dead than a corpse." Grehha stated in fury before calming down as he muttered in understanding, "But hopes not lost. We haven't interacted much in recent times, but I know the core of your character, Inala."

"So, while I was working on developing myself, I also prepared a certain something for you."

Grehha said and pointed at a certain objected that surfaced out of the blood sea on his cue.

"Grehha..." As Inala stared at the object, his lips curled up into the most genuine smile that he

had flashed, for the first time since arriving on Sumatra as tears welled up in his eyes, "Thank

you,"

"My friend."