Cycle Of Nirvana - Chapter 115

Asil’s stamina had improved in particular, thanks to the training fights he had been doing for the past few days and the strengthening exercises done to his body using the tribe’s special liquid. Even in the face of Icnamro’s blows, he now had a physical endurance that wouldn’t take as much damage as before.

With the arrival of the Core Profound Beast, the people at the last levels of the Nascent Profound Realm and those in the Core Profound Realm had left the region, so those who were here except for Gninekawa were at mid Root Profound Realm or lower levels of profound strength. Therefore, Asil was confident that among the people present now, he could defeat everyone else in single combat, except for Gninekawa. However, the current situation was not suitable for attacking.

Even ignoring the fact that he had little chance of winning in a one-on-one fight with Gninekawa, the number of men loyal to Gninekawa was large and there was a possibility that weak children around could be used as hostages. The lives of innocent people would be in danger if such a thing happened. That’s why Asil’s plan was completely different.

If his assumptions were correct, Gninekawa still thought he had been poisoned. Because the drink he offered to the powerful people at the table where he was sitting contained the sap of a poisonous plant called Rihez. The sap of this plant would quickly mix with the blood due to the toxic substances it contained, causing the Nascent Profound Realm and those below it to be unable to use their profound energy in a short time, and could even lead to death if not treated quickly!

Even though the sap of this plant wasn’t strong enough to affect those in the Core Profound Realm that much, it still had the potential to weaken their strength a bit! Therefore, Gninekawa had devised his plan to utilize the sap of this plant, which he had seen in the secret scriptures of the tribe before and which he had chanced upon in the forest, to allow the beast in the Core Profound Realm to buy himself extra time as much as possible.

Actually, it was a pretty good plan. Not only would he gain more time as the powers of those who went to fight the profound beast were weakened, but it would also be easier for him to move since those left behind could not use their powers due to the poison. So that there would be no one who could thwart his plan!

However, there was one factor that he would never have thought of when putting this plan into action, and this factor was undoubtedly Asil!

While the seed of Eight Colored Lily of Solitude contained in Asil’s soul could instantly destroy even the poison of the Serpent Tailed Evil Tiger, how could it be ineffective against a poison that had only slightly weakened the strength of someone in the Core Profound Realm? The moment Asil drank the drink that Gninekawa offered, he immediately understood the poison in it and its power. That’s why he thought he was a traitor and wanted to stop drinking. But before he could put this thought into action, the poison that had entered his body had completely disappeared imperceptibly quickly. Then, with a sudden roaring sound, events had developed before he had the opportunity to talk about the traitor. So what he had to do was not attack, but pretend to be poisoned, wait for the most opportune moment, and then act!

Along with Gninekawa’s orders, other traitors quickly began to forcibly gather the surrounding people somewhere in the middle. Asil also pretended not to be able to use his profound energy as he had planned, and was taken to the place where the people were gathering while putting on a worried expression.

When all the people had gathered, Gninekawa slowly came before them, and after eyeing each of them one by one, he stopped his gaze on Icnamro and said: “Hahaha, silly niece, why are you so surprised? You’ve known me since you were born. That’s why you know I’m acting for the good of the tribe. And my actions right now are entirely for the good of our tribe.”

Icnamro spat towards him and spoke angrily: “For the good of our tribe? Don’t make me laugh! How dare you betray our tribe and talk about our goodness! If you thought for our good, you wouldn’t do what you’re doing now!”

Gninekawa shook his head as he smiled faintly: “You are just as ignorant as the other tribesmen. If you knew the secret that I know, I’m sure you would have done the same thing that I did! You’ve been living in this forest all these years, have you ever thought about why the Profound Beasts didn’t attack us?”

Gninekawa paused slightly and continued, with a disdainful look, not caring whether Icnamro would reply: “Of course you did, but you just ignored it like the others! The reason why they didn’t attack us even though we were inside this forest, which is the home of the Profound Beasts, is the treasure of the Chaka Tribe left behind by Purple King Pythia! Only tribal leaders know about the existence and power of this treasure. However, my father, a former tribal leader, shared this secret with me because he was certain that I would be selected for tribal leadership. That’s why only me and my brother know about the existence of this treasure at the moment.”

Although the tribe members, who had been forcibly gathered in the middle, were still angry with Gninekawa for what he had done, what he said actually caught their attention. Indeed, there was not a single person in the tribe who did not wonder why the Profound Beasts in the forest did not attack them. However, many gave up thinking about it because they thought it was a favor from God. Gninekawa’s words were like embers that did not go out completely even though the water was poured on it, and this sparked their curiosity again.

“You know the tomb built for Purple King Pythia, the source of our tribe’s bloodline, and where it is forbidden to even approach it without the permission of the tribe leader. This treasure is in a secret room inside the place where the tomb is! This treasure has a power that makes it possible to control all the Profound Beasts inside the Black Dragon Forest. But our tribal leaders, who have followed each other all these years, have chosen not to use it, even though they were aware of the existence of such a treasure! Fortunately, my father told me about the existence of this treasure before he died. Thus, I have seized this opportunity to secure the future of our tribe.”

After Gninekawa’s words, Icnamro, who was slowly weakening from the poison, slightly narrowed her eyes, burning with anger, and asked: “Uncle, there is definitely a reason why they don’t want this stone to be heard. Can’t you even understand that? To obtain this treasure, will you cause our brothers to die? What do you want to do with it? Are you going to make all the Profound Beasts fight each other and make the whole forest belong to us? If that’s your goal, didn’t you ever think that this would disrupt the order of the forest?”

Faced with his niece’s questions, Gninekawa looked at her contemptuously: “You are just as brainless as your father! They didn’t want this stone to be heard because they were afraid others might steal it! However, I’m not afraid of that! It is our treasure and should not be kept closed forever unused! After obtaining it, I will not use its power to make the Profound Beasts in the forest fight each other, instead, I will use the Profound Beasts to attack Black Dragon City and take over the city! How can our mighty tribe live stuck in a simple forest? Why are people like us in this forest while they live in their beautiful homes? This is total bullshit and I’m going to change that bullshit completely!”

After speaking, Gninekawa advanced and stabbed Icnamro lightly with his sword, causing her blood to flow. Then he took a bottle from his pocket and brought it close to where his sword had stabbed, allowing the blood to enter the vial. After some blood got into the bottle, the blood flowing from the slightly opened wound coagulated and stopped flowing.

Gninekawa first looked at the bottle of blood in his hand and smiled, then looked at his niece: “To enter the secret chamber where the treasure is kept, we need the blood of the tribal leader or one of his children. And now that I have this, there are no obstacles left for me.”

Gninekawa averted his gaze for a moment to Asil, who was lying half-dead on the ground, then turned to his niece again: “Icnamro, I must say you have a rather strong constitution. The poison I put in your drinks is quite strong. Look at the little boy from the city, he’s already started courting death! But don’t worry, your condition will also soon become like his!” After Gninekawa had spoken, he advanced towards Asil, who was half-dead on the ground and threw him a few meters away with a hard kick in the stomach.

“To think that they believe that someone so weak is the one in the prophecy… This is officially the biggest joke in the world!”

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