By trying to survive the wilds at the Spirit Stage, Inala had largely sharpened his senses. Now that he had transferred all his accumulations to his main body, he was no longer worried even if he died. After all, the fruits of his labour had already been harvested.
The Biome Bomb sneakily left by the Royal Zinger contained a large terrain within, followed by an apparatus that was constantly in a state of flight. If Inala were to die for some reason, the Royal Zinger would know immediately, for it would now be able to condense a second body once again.
It would first send that body to the Brimgan Empire and ask Harla Brimgan to use Spirit Container Lock on its Spirit Container once again. Following that, it would place the Major Treasure of Flight within the new body.
The Major Treasure would transport that body of Inala to the Biome Bomb in the Petrichor Savannah, following which the Major Treasure would return to the Ravaged Federation, next to one of the devices in flight there.
The Royal Zinger would fuse with it once again and resume work.
In the meantime, the new body of Inala could take the place of his dead self, relying upon the Piezo Slips placed along the way to be brought to speed on everything the old Inala had been up to.
With the Royal Zinger's preparations, this entire process could be achieved in a matter of minutes. The longest segment of time consumption in the process would originate from Harla Brimgan. The longer she delays, the later Inala's new body could arrive at the Petrichor Savannah.
'But, it's still pretty convenient.' Inala smiled, for the Major Treasure of Flight gave him abilities that were pretty much unimaginable. Even if he didn't have any Prana in his body, all he needed was a stick, a thread, and a decently aerodynamic leaf that could be spun like a rotor. The entire setup would take a minute or two at most on the fly.
And if Inala makes some preparations, he could collect some useful items that could be used to assume flight. And that was all he needed to summon the Royal Zinger, wherever he wanted. It was a level of versatility in mobility and freedom that no one else in Sumatra could enjoy.
And if Inala makes some preparations, he could collect some useful items that could be used to assume flight. And that was all he needed to summon the Royal Zinger, wherever he wanted. It was a level of versatility in mobility and freedom that no one else in Sumatra could enjoy.
Moreover, Inala was pretty sure the Royal Zinger had already begun constructing the Quip Clan's home high up in the skies above the Dieng Canyon using the Major Treasure of Flight's Influenced Region.
Influenced Region—Floating Biome!
A fortress in the skies that was extremely hard to reach without flight. And with the Royal Zinger controlling who and who cannot fly, the Quip Clan's home will become terrifyingly safe.
Slowly, while sporting a smile, Inala returned to the Noikatol Kingdom while beginning to practice Gold Inheritance Art. He kept himself prepared to unleash a Piezo Slip an instant before death. This would allow his new body to reclaim all the necessary information and continue along his route as if nothing amiss had happened.
'But, whenever I'm taking risks, I should ensure to remain alone.' Inala thought. This way, no one would see his corpse and another body of his replacing the original.
Once he arrived, he noticed a concerned Virala seated alone on a stone, away from everyone else. His expression was fluctuating, intimidating the people from the Noikatol Kingdom who wished to approach him.
"Are you constipated?" Inala asked as he approached Virala, shrugging upon being met with a fierce glare from the latter. He stood in silence for a good ten minutes before taking a seat beside Virala, being the first to break the silence, "So, what's troubling you so much? You can talk to me, I guess."
"I'm just wondering if it's worth it." His expression was serious as he pointed at his chest, "This body isn't at maturity, but the amount of resources I consumed to grow it to this level is astronomical."
"I know, since you did grow it using my Biome Lattice." Inala nodded, "So, what's the issue with that?"
"Mystic Nature Art…" Virala muttered, "Since my Spirit Container has been sealed and I've been alive at the Spirit Stage for more than a year, my cultivation technique has already become buggy. And now, Gold Inheritance Art is like a parasite that has infiltrated Mystic Nature Art and is slowly consuming it from the inside."
With a concerned expression, he muttered, "This is troublesome."
"I understand," Inala nodded, getting Virala's point. Gold Inheritance Art wasn't a concern here. No matter how sneaky it was, it couldn't bypass Mystic Nature Art, considering the supremacist level with which the latter functioned.
The moment someone has knowledge of Mystic Nature Art, they either adapted to its rules in a year or died, irrespective of who they were. No external influence could harm it.
Therefore, if it wanted, it could instantly erase Gold Inheritance Art. However, it wasn't doing that currently, for Virala's current state was challenging its authority. Anyone who begins to cultivate it should attain the Body Stage without a year. Or, they'll die.
But thanks to Spirit Container Lock, Virala had been alive at the Spirit Stage for five years, a scale five times the limit set by Mystic Nature Art. That was a direct blow to the rules set by it.
Mystic Nature Art was a powerful cultivation technique that elevated Sumatra's power system to a whole other level when it was created. After all, it brought in the Mystic Humans, the strongest category of Free Humans.
But at the end of the day, it was a part of the cultivation system while Major and Minor Treasures operated beyond the power system. When Virala obtained Gold Inheritance Art, he felt curious about it and activated it once, which was when he noticed his Mystic Nature Art being silent at the influence generated on him by the new cultivation technique.
Originally, the Spirit Weapon Lock should have been destroyed naturally by his body. After all, Mystic Humans were free from external influences. That was the fundamental aspect with which they functioned.
Even Gannala's attempt at brainwashing baby Ruvva was only effective for a temporary time before Ruvva regained her memories. Even the Nature Weapon created using a Mystic Human was the same. It would have eventually shattered and reverted the Mystic Human to his original state had Gannala not used Maroppa's power on it and used it on her Nature Weapon of Empyrean Boar Transformation.
That was its power. However, it was not being reflected in Virala thanks to Spirit Container Lock which completely sealed up its power. He hadn't thought of it much originally, thinking that it was simply sealing his strength.
He was still the same Mystic Human Virala as before. But once he used Gold Inheritance Art, he came to a frightening realisation. Spirit Container Lock could be used to counter Mystic Humans and overcome their fundamental advantage of being immune to external influences.
Virala didn't even have a method to counter Spirit Container Lock other than to operate at a distance beyond its range of effect. However, once it takes effect, on either him or one of his Mystic Humans, he would be helpless against it.
And once it takes effect, the Mystic Humans were as good as dead. After all, they all had the power of a Spirit Eater. Without the power of a Mystic Human keeping them immune to external influence, the influence from Sumatra's Transcendent Eater would bombard them and turn them insane.
The moment he realised it, his expression twisted horribly. After all, creating a counter to Spirit Container Lock was only possible through the usage of multiple Minor Treasures, and even then, there was no guarantee.
After all, Brandal Brimgan used eight Minor Treasures to unleash Spirit Container Lock. His eight Minor Treasures were currently embedded in the eyes of the Influenced Region of Golden Giant by Orakha.
Harla Brimgan could replicate the same ability through a set of six Minor Treasures, which meant that throughout his life, Brandal Brimgan had devised multiple minor Treasure combinations to unleash Spirit Container Lock.
And after his death, Harla Brimgan took on his legacy to keep improving his ability.
"That's the issue," Virala said, "Thankfully, we can ally together since Mystic Humans are just Free Humans standing at the pinnacle of our race. But if this knowledge falls into the hands of Yarsha and she manages to create a similar ability through a combination of Minor Treasures…"
"It's an issue only when our enemies learn about this." Inala said as his eyes shone coldly, staring at Virala, "And unless we leak it, they wouldn't know something like this is possible. Even we stumbled upon it just now and I don't think anyone else is daring to take such risks."
"Yes, but it's better to plan against it, just in case they encounter it too." Virala sighed, "I'm going through the entirety of Brandal Brimgan's memories, but I can't find any information that gives me ideas to think of a counter."
"Minor Treasures…huh?" Inala nodded and stared at Virala, "Let's keep thinking in that field until we come up with an answer. Until then, we'll go ahead with our plan."
Saying so, he got up and dusted himself, "I am going to practice Gold Inheritance Art."
"Are you…insane?" Virala stared at Inala before he burst into laughter, "I shouldn't have asked something I know the answer to."
"Fine," He said with a glint, "It is frustrating, but I welcome a challenge."
"We'll perfectly infiltrate their home and hit them from right under their noses."
"Yes," Inala chuckled as he waved his hand, "I need to go do my thing. You do yours too."
His eyes shone in excitement as he glared at Virala, "As I said before, let's see which one of us collapses the Varahan Empire's society first."
"It's a race!"
"Fine, you're on!" Virala snorted, "And I am pretty far into the race."
"Overconfidence is a poison, idiot!" Inala snorted, "And there is no destination point that we have to race towards. It matters naught if you're in the lead or not."
"The winner is the one who causes the Empire to collapse."
"And I'll be the one to do that," Virala said and got up slowly, his expression steady, his breathing calm, confident even. He walked alongside Inala as the duo slowly made their way to the Noikatol Kingdom's camp.
He extended his hand in the direction of Inala, forming a fist, "Let's see which one of us is the bigger maniac."
"Sure," Inala bumped his fists with Virala's. The duo split as they approached a group of people and resumed their work, intending to reach the Body Stage somehow so that they'd be brought into the Varahan Empire.
And the day they set foot inside is when their plan begins in full swing.