With the addition of the Glove Slip, a large volume of information contained within the Empyrean Boar tusk poured into the mindspace of everyone who touched it while wearing the Glove Slip.
The dressing sense of the Varahan Empire, the currency in effect, the prices of goods, a list of the various facilities available there, details about MunuBuntara, the jobs available under him, etc.
Mingling among the rest of the people from the Noikatol Kingdom was Inala, wearing the Glove Slip naturally when it was his turn as he grabbed the Information Slip in the form of an Empyrean Boar's tusk.
"Thank you," He stared at Wepetay and placed the Glove Slip on the table before him. Wepetay had taken seat on a small rock created using Rocky Intimidation by one of the Free Humans using the Nature. This enveloped him with an intimidating air, raising the amount of respect the people gave him.
The people of the Noikatol Kingdom formed a long line and approached the table before Wepetay one after another, following his instructions as they wore the Glove Slip and grabbed the Empyrean Boar's tusk, accessing it like an Information Slip to obtain a large volume of information regarding their absorption into the Varahan Empire.
"Hmm," Wepetay nodded nonchalantly, not paying much attention to someone like Inala who didn't stand out from the rest of the crowd. He only had sixty units of Prana, which was nothing in the eyes of any Free Human from the Varahan Empire.
Wepetay tried his best to refrain from any acts of arrogance or display of ego, aware that he was once in their position too. It was why he empathised with the people of Noikatol Kingdom and interacted amicably with them.
However, the fact of the matter was their difference in strength. He was at the Life Stage with Silver Grade strength while a majority of the Noikatol Kingdom's people were only at the Spirit Stage. So, even if he tried to talk to them, they were intimidated by his presence.
It was why he limited himself to casual nods while trying to keep an eye on anyone who caught his fancy. Inala didn't catch his eye, as the latter didn't stand out from the rest.
'Gold Inheritance Art…' As he walked away, Inala thought calmly, 'She has improved it further. As expected, Yarsha Zahara is dangerous in this field.'
His gait was slow, eyeing the figure of Virala who remained in the line, muttering softly when the two brushed past each other, "The race…begins."
'This fucker is only getting serious now?' His face convulsed in anger for an instant before Virala masked his emotions, trying to put on an amicable expression.
"Teacher? Did you fart?" A kid standing right behind him asked with an innocent expression while holding his nose.
"What makes you think that?" Virala stopped himself from cursing reflexively, exercising restraint as he asked.
"Your face convulsed for a moment before relaxing," The kid said, "My brother does the same whenever he farts."
"This Teacher of yours never farts." Virala said and pointed at the figure of Inala, "But he does, all the time. Back in the day, we hailed him as the Fart King."
"Strange…" The kid trailed off before staring at Virala's face, "But Sir Binala said the Fart King title belonged to you."
He then continued, "And I just confirmed it by seeing your face. All of us have been keeping a watch on your face. So, whenever it scrunches up like that and relaxes immediately after, we know you've farted."
He then smiled shyly before saying, "We keep count…"
'I will murder that bastard!' Virala's face became incensed for an instant as he glared at Inala before reverting to his peaceful visage, remembering the identity he was playing as. He then noticed the kid grinning, "What?"
"Teacher, you farted once again." The kid chuckled and covered his mouth.
Virala stared at the kid in a daze for a few seconds before he figured out what was happening, 'So, Inala spun a lie accounting my facial expressions as signs of farts. But I've never farted before others during my time here. So, how did he manage to make them believe it?'
He expanded his Prana detection means before feeling a mild prickle. He extended his hand backward and noticed a small seed stuck to the back of his shirt, expertly hidden within a fold in the cloth.
He picked it up and stared at it, sniffing a little as his face convulsed, 'This stinks the same as a human fart.'
He then felt a faint adhesive coating on the seed, analysing the process, 'This guy must have sneakily stuck it to my shirt when he brushed past me. Using his words, he triggered me and took advantage of the situation to make it seem like I was farting, thanks to the stink produced by this seed.'
'But the question is…!' He stared at the figure of Inala who had walked far away by now, 'How long has he been doing this that it became a game for the kids to keep track of?'
While Virala was wreaking his head about the motive behind Inala's actions, the person in question had walked away from the crowd, having stopped under a lone tree sporting depressions made using the horns of Balghat horns.
Closing his eyes, he focused on the information of Gold Inheritance Art and compared it with the Gold Inheritance Art given to him by Orakha. 'She's focusing on improving the side-effects of holding multiple Natures in the Human Avatars and has also increased the retention capacity of the cultivators.'
All Natures unleashed their influence on their respective beings. For the Free Humans with Vara Human Avatars, holding multiple Natures meant a diversified influence that chaotically harmed them.
The side effects were exactly what Empyrean Boars faced due to their Primary Nature of Voracious Nature, which allowed them to accumulate multiple Natures in their body. Thereby, once Gold Inheritance Art was completed, Yarsha Zahara had been focusing on improving it in two aspects.
The first aspect was to limit the influence felt by the Free Humans as much as possible. This way, they wouldn't go craze. The second aspect was to increase the duration for which they could store a Nature in their Human Avatar.
The longer a Nature remained in their Human Avatar, the greater its influence would seep into the body, mind, and soul of the latter. Eventually, even if the Nature is used up, the side-effects accumulated from its influence would remain in the Free Human.
The second aspect worked on allowing the Free Human to store a Nature for a longer duration before the side-effect takes root. This allowed them to go on longer journeys through the wilds.
By comparing the two versions of Gold Inheritance Art, Inala obtained a clearer insight into Yarsha Zahara's thoughts. Following that, he activated Gold Inheritance Art once, feeling a mild pain in his chest.
Activating another cultivation technique would strain the Spirit Container and cause it to lose Prana permanently in response. However, before Inala lost Prana, the pain in his Spirit Container vanished, allowing him to gradually use Gold Inheritance Art.
'Indeed, it's a disgustingly powerful ability.' Inala thought in regards to the Spirit Weapon Lock that had been used to seal his Spirit Container. As a power unleashed through a combination of six Minor Treasures, it was terrifying.
It was a speciality of the Brimgan Emperor and only the Emperors had abilities unleashed through a combination of Minor Treasures. The Brimgan Empire had an arsenal of Minor Treasures, allowing them to experiment with the effects generated through a combination of the same.
Of them, Spirit Weapon Lock was Brandal Brimgan's power. The reason Inala specifically sought that was for a simple reason—it was exemplary with its effects.
Not only was his Spirit Container sealed but Inala's cultivation was perfectly reduced to the Spirit Stage. And as the power system at the Spirit Stage dictated, him having a Prana capacity of 60 meant he had 60 Spirit Containers.
As he focused on it, Inala observed the cluster of Spirit Containers on his actual, sealed Spirit Container. As long as the Spirit Container Lock was in effect, Inala's current body would never regain its Royal Zinger power.
Moreover, with how long the Spirit Container Lock had been in effect, the false Spirit Containers that exhibited Inala's Spirit Stage strength were adapting to his body.
Gold Inheritance Art was created with the intent of replacing a Free Human's existing cultivation technique with minimal damage. It was how cultivators at the Body Stage were able to shatter their Human Avatars and rebuild their strength through the Spirit Stage.
When their Human Avatars were shattered, their strength didn't fall all the way to the minimum where they retained one unit of Prana in their bodies. No, though it varied from person to person, the Free Humans retained a good chunk of Spirit Containers at the Spirit Stage, allowing them to reach the Body Stage in a shorter time.
Gold Inheritance Art was created to not conflict with other cultivation techniques. Instead, it behaved like a parasite. It first took root in the Spirit Container and consumed the influence generated by the previous cultivation technique until it fully consumed the latter and occupied the Spirit Container.
Following that, it would stably maintain the cluster of Spirit Containers and allow the cultivator to begin rebuilding strength once again. And once they reach the Body Stage, they can build a Vara Human Avatar.
'I too should be able to do the same.' Inala thought as he observed the cluster of sixty Spirit Containers, 'Let's see, should I do it or not?'
He had a choice now. First, he could continue with his current state at the Spirit Stage and enter the Varahan Empire as the lowest member of its society. Second, he could begin cultivating Gold Inheritance Art and see where that takes him.
Maybe he might explode the moment he enters the Body Stage using Gold Inheritance Art. Maybe the moment Gold Inheritance Art takes root in his Spirit Container, Mystic Royal Art would eradicate it. Or maybe when he enters the Body Stage, the Spirit Container Lock would expand its effect and swallow the newly constructed Spirit Container too, reverting him to the Spirit Stage.
He could either experiment or continue with his original plan. He had accounted for both possibilities, which was the primary reason he approached Boul Brimgan to be hit with the power of Spirit Container Lock.
After a few minutes of contemplation, Inala chuckled, "I don't remember hesitating any time in my life."
Following that, he walked away, erecting more than two hundred metres of distance between him and the Piezo Slip while forming a small apparatus.
He calmly began to walk away, heading as far from prying eyes as possible. He opened his mouth and unleashed a Piezo Slip onto a sturdy piece of rock, engraving everything he had experienced in it.
Following that, he walked away, erecting more than two hundred metres of distance between him and the Piezo Slip while forming a small apparatus.
The apparatus was a simple fan stuck to a stick that was wound with wool and placed in a holder. Once Inala was ready, he tugged the wool with all his might, causing it to spin the stick in a process similar to how spinning tops on Earth functioned.
As the stick spun at tremendous speeds, the fan generated a lift and began to fly, assuming a state of flight when immediately, a figure appeared beside it.
Expert Silver Grade Pranic Beast—Royal Zinger!
The Royal Zinger stared at the Piezo Slip engraved on the rock and seeped Prana into it, hearing the resulting Zinger shriek that poured in a vast stream of information into its mind space. It consisted of everything Inala had been through in the past few years, from the time he left the Ravaged Federation to the moment a few minutes ago.
"Alright, have fun." The Royal Zinger stared at the figure of Inala standing two hundred metres away, nodded once, and vanished, ensuring to destroy the Piezo Slip and erase the fan along the way. It had also sneakily planted a Biome Bomb at a secure location, from where another body of Inala could emerge and take his place upon his death—in the event of a mistake.
'Now that I have transferred all my experiences to my main body, it's no different from having a checkpoint.' Inala grinned and began to use Gold Inheritance Art, 'Let's see what happens next!'