God's Eyes

[More than a year passed…and all of these Primal Humans patiently waited for you to break through…they didn't do anything to me, but I am pretty sure that not all of them have good intentions when it comes to you!]

Jason was glad that Jennifer was fine.

However, he also sensed that her words made sense.

Perceiving the emotional hues of everyone, Jason quickly understood that the Primal humans around him felt emotionally conflicted.

It was obvious that he belonged to the Celestia race, or that he was at least somewhat connected to them owing to his bloodline.

Yet, when they found out that he was undergoing his breakthrough to the Driekta stage on Saradin, followed by his Tertiary bloodline awakening, they were instructed not to kill him.

A large group of 50 Demi God Primal humans had been ordered to observe him, but nobody was allowed to approach him, let alone touch a single strand of his hair.

This was a weird order, and it was issued by a higher authority, whose intentions should not be questioned.

It were those higher-ups who had ordered one of their sub-races to kill Jason if he were to belong to the Demandors, Kartano, Ferit or Celestia.

But then again, if he was a Primal Human halfling, nobody was allowed to damage them.

Unfortunately, the report the Elders of the Primal Humans received was rather confusing as it stated that Jason was the potential descendant of both a Celestia and a Primal Human.

This should have been impossible, but once they got a clue from a trusted insider and a mole, the Primal Human's higher authorities figured out that the situation might be far more tricky, but also interesting than it initially seemed.

Due to this reason, Jason was not attacked during his bloodline awakening and even after.

It was even possible for him to adjust to the changes in his body.

The adjustment process was slow but that was only obvious because of the changes in his Celestia aura, in his eyes, in the Stigma that enlarged by more than 10x, and the additional two God's Halos that provided him with tremendous amounts of energy.

"Halfling, you do know that you deprived Saradin of its cultivation energies for an entire year. This could have caused great harm to the citizens of Saradin, and the planet itself!"

It was the woman, whose voice he had heard earlier, who said these words in an indignant tone.

She was angered, and Jason could completely understand her thoughts.

Thus, he nodded his head in agreement.

There were many things he wanted to say to excuse himself, but in the end, Jason was fully aware that he had potentially endangered the lives of innocent people on Saradin.

He was still slightly confused and had to turn around before he could find the woman who had spoken to him.

Seeing her, Jason gave her a quick once over.

She had blonde shoulder-long wavy hair that shone golden in the bright sunlight. Her emerald eyes pierced through Jason and held his gaze as her sharp, and prominent feminine features were hard to be missed.

Her physique was near perfect as well, pointing out her curvy hips and ample bosom.

But her looks or her perfectly sculpted body only held his attention for a fraction of a second.

The woman was around his age, but she had a higher cultivation base.

However, Jason expected this to be the case, because almost all Demi Gods of Primordial races had been far younger than him while becoming Demi Gods.

They had been nurtured on Shima, the universe's planet since the days they were just fetuses. They had received uncountable resources which were far more than Jason had used up in his entire lifetime.

In fact, Jason had never used that many cultivation resources, to begin with.

At least, he didn't think that he could be compared to the resources ordinary Primordials used up in order to advance.

They had received a lot of advantages over him, beginning with his life on Argos, his restricted bloodline, and numerous more issues that had not let him advance faster.

But even then, Jason couldn't help but sense that there was a huge difference between him and the Primordials around him.

He was not sure why, but he could tell that they were scared of him.

And it was then that realization struck him.

'I am stronger than them!'

It was not just Jason, who thought like this, but everyone else around him felt the same as well.

Even the woman he looked at felt slightly uncomfortable under his gaze.

And she was at the Late ranks of the Driekta stage.

Given her age, this would indicate that she must be a remarkable woman belonging to the Primal human race.

As such, receiving signs of her hesitation and uncertainty, Jason could tell that she was not confident in defeating him all alone.

However, she was not alone, and if need be, she could face him with the help of other Primal humans.

That was, at least, what she thought, and Jason didn't plan on forcing such a situation to arise.

Thus, he smiled apologetically before trying to appease her.

"I am sorry for the intrusion, but I had no way of communicating with even a single authority from the Primal human's higher-ups, and seek their permission to undergo my Tertiary bloodline awakening on Saradin in advance.

This is not supposed to be an excuse, and if there is anything I can do to prove that I did not plan to harm anyone, I will gladly do it.

But, I wish to say that I have nothing to do with the Celestia race. I have not even met my father if we were to exclude a two minute long conversation through a holograph!

And I don't like the other Celestia's as well. What kind of bullshit is that with their stupid beliefs of tarnishing one's bloodline and so on!"

Jason's rant about the Celestia race caused most Primal humans to smile lightly.

The Celestia race didn't even forgive their own people if they insulted their race and beliefs like Jason was doing.

As such, it was pretty clear that Jason was not raised by a Celestia.

This eased the tension within the Primal humans visibly, allowing them to take a breath of relief.

"But then again, why does your aura feel like it has been altered thousands of times?"

The woman asked the single question that had been troubling their entire Unit of Primal humans for the last year.

Jason's Celestia aura had shrouded the entire planet for several months, allowing the Primal humans to clearly sense it.

Comparing it to their experience with the genuine Celestia aura, they could tell that Jason's was different.

And listening to his answer delivered the missing piece of the puzzle; the final answer to their questions.

"Well, that is because I bound like….hundreds of thousand beasts to my soul…though I only have around 10 Soulbonds!"

Revealing this in a rather nonchalant tone, he shrugged his shoulders. The female Primordial looked at him with squinted eyes, only to realize that he was not joking.

"Are…you serious, right now?"

Upon hearing his answer, one of the other guys couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What kind of bullshit is this? Even if you were one of the royal races that stemmed from us, Primal humans, you shouldn't be able to bind more than a few hundred.

Even we, Primal humans, who are the only supreme beings of a race far more powerful than humans and beasts cannot bind that many!!"