I'll Surpass The MC

"Come here, Cutie Ren." The woman flailed her hand once and created a tornado that reached the peak of the mountain where she had dropped the tentacled creature. She had exerted her strength in such a way that the insides of the tornado became smooth enough to resemble a slide, using which the tentacled creature glided to the ground.

"Master, wouldn't it be dangerous to recklessly waste your Prana?" The tentacled creature expressed its worry, "The Mudroppers might attack once you have exhausted your strength."

"Are you worrying about me?" The woman pulled the tentacled creature into a hug, "You're getting cuter by the minute!"

"Though," Her voice turned serious as she stared at the region enveloped by the Sandy-Grey Void continuing to increase, "This is indeed getting out of hand."

The woman leaped into a Sandy-Grey Void and unleashed the power of a Nature Weapon to destroy it.

Nature Weapon—Sandy-Grey!

She took out one of the Nature Weapons from her stomach biome and crushed it into powder to sprinkle it on the ground, watching the grey sand revert back to the regular ground that existed there in the first place.

"Hmph!" Followed by a grunt, Prana gushed out of her body like a torrent and caused the land to recover its original vitality. As for the beautiful range of hills? Unfortunately, they couldn't be recovered.

"I liked the scenery here." The woman sighed in regret upon observing that she had destroyed all traces of grey sand in the region, including the Sandy-Grey Void network that had been in its underground.

"Who…are you?" A figure landed thirty metres away from her, staring at her in absolute shock, awed by her abilities, "How are you able to destroy the Sandy-Grey Void?"

"It's courtesy to introduce yourself before asking for someone's identity." The woman spoke casually, displaying the pride of someone with absolute power.

"Farja Brimgan," The man introduced himself, displaying a mild bow in response, "I'm the current generation Emperor of the Brimgan Empire."

"May I know who you are?" He glanced at the figure of the tentacled monster glaring his way before observing the woman.

"Mahira Tusk." The woman smiled casually. Of course, she was none other than the woman who brought the Mammoth Clan into existence, the first one to become an Empyrean Tusk.

Mammoth Ancestor—Mahira Tusk!

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"Herbs! Buy some herbs!" A peddler hawked on the streets while holding a bundle of leaves, "They improve your skin if you take a bath with them."

"Pearls! Get five at the price of four." Another peddler exhibited a bunch of pearl necklaces, "Necklaces! Rings! Bracelets! We have them all!"

In a wide street filled with peddlers selling all kinds of wares walked a woman, her countenance dull, irritated. She stared at a large shop on the street, feeling a subtle headache upon hallucinating it to be a castle built out of grey sand.

She shook her head and observed reality. Her footsteps slow, the woman reached the end of the street and boarded a carriage, throwing a plaque to the coachman, "To the Karuta Hill!"

"Right away." The coachman took his seat and seeped his Prana into the mainframe gear. It was his Spirit Weapon and began to rotate through psychokinesis. Through a set of gears, the generated torque was transferred to the wheels, causing the coach to begin moving.

Three hours later, the coach arrived at the peak of Karuta Hill, a tourist destination in the Brimgan Empire. The lady got down and continued her walk, approaching a scenic spot from where one could relish the valley beyond.

A platform had been constructed along the cliff, turned into a pleasant café to enjoy the sights while sipping some tea in the misty environment amidst the fog-covered hill.

"What would you like to have, Ma'am?" A waiter approached her promptly and sported a wide smile.

"A cup of tea and some biscuits." The woman said and tapped the table, "I'm new to this place. Mind explaining about the sights here?"

"Of course!" The waiter said and began speaking once the refreshments arrived, his motions swift as he poured her a cup, "This valley was where the Dance of Annihilation was last displayed."

"Look there," The waiter pointed at a spot on the ground when the fog cleared up a bit, "Lying there is proof that has been protected for thousands of years."

"Hmm…" The woman stared at the bottom of the valley and noticed a gigantic tusk lying there, hoisted up by a platform. The tusk spanned a length of four hundred metres, gigantic to witness, even from the peak of Karuta Hill.

As she stared at the tusk, the headache plaguing her grew intense as memories began to flash through her mind at a quicker speed. A scene where Mudroppers charged at an Empyrean Tusk and were annihilated in response.

The broken tusk was left in the wake of that bloody battle, after which Mudroppers became a part of history. Since it happened in the Brimgan Empire's territory, with their longstanding history, the events were recorded in detail and preserved to date.

'This is where we died, huh?' The woman exhaled slowly, trying her best to control her headache, asking after a minute, "Where can I read more about this incident?"

"Actually," The waiter hesitated before saying, "One needs permission from a Royal to get access to them. Commoners like us aren't even allowed to enter the premises where records of that earth-shattering battle are kept."

"I see," The woman nodded and calmly approached the edge of the platform and peered into the valley. It was a lush green valley covered by mist to create a breathtaking view. But in her eyes, layering it was a rocky region covered by the blood of her brethren and the Empyrean Tusk they battled against.

The more she observed the valley, the greater her headache got. Soon, clear images began to pop up in her mind as she began to unlock more and more of her inheritance, becoming aware of things she didn't even know existed in her.

'This started right as I entered the 2-Life Stage.' The woman thought, sighing in response, 'I need to find out how my ancestors managed to encode all the information present within every individual member of our race into our genetic material and passed it down through so many generations.'

The woman was the Mudropper, Maroppa, having adapted to her life at the Brimgan Empire. She originally intended to lay low, but the day she reached the 2-Life Stage, strange memories began to crop up in her mind, opening to her a sea of information that didn't exist before.

It was somehow genetically transmitted from one generation to another of ignorant Mudroppers. Finally, when Maroppa gained the Tertiary Nature of Cultivator, became a Gold Grade Pranic Beast, and reached the 2-Life Stage, this was unlocked.

Even with her expanded potential in terms of body and mind, not to mention it being amplified by a second body stacked on her, Maroppa was still feeling headaches. The volume of information was startling, to say the least.

In a daze, Maroppa gazed at the tusk in silence, feeling a multitude of emotions well up in her, 'Yes, I'll revive my race.'

Maroppa looked up to stare at a Transcendent World sporting a small ivory region, 'I know you're watching the Mammoth Clan from there, Mahira Tusk. One day, I'll ascend as a Transcendent and kill you. The screams of my dead ancestors wouldn't stop until then.'

Suddenly, the image of Gannala flashed in her mind, 'Right, the Supreme Tusk's successor. I should be able to find out more about Mahira Tusk's abilities through her inheritance. She too must be in possession of a comprehensive inheritance that surpasses all Empyrean Tusks.'

"It seems we'll be meeting again," Her eyes expressed the bottomless chills of the Sandy-Grey Void, "Inala."