God's Eyes

Jason continued to look at the messenger crystal, without averting his gaze, as he thought about Dalia's words.

'Did she say two Blessed martial art techniques? Aren't blessed techniques from rifts or other foreign races? How could they even translate that?! And why the hell did they give me the original and not only the translated parts??? Why are my masters so naïve? I could just betray them if I wanted to….'

The most shocking to Jason was the trust his masters gave him, without him having done anything to earn it.

Did he receive gifts, knowledge, and even two original blessed techniques from his teachers, just like that?

In the end, he was their disciple without question, yet he was neither forced into a soul contract to stay loyal to them or anything like that.

Shaking his head Jason didn't know what to think about his masters' mindset, as he tried to remember what he knew about blessed techniques.

Blessed techniques hailed from other races, that were either extinct and humanity found the remains in ancient ruins within rifts, or the other foreign race gave humans such techniques, after making a deal, which was not unlikely, after considering what he got to know over the last few weeks.

Alone from Seron's [Floating Sky] blessed movement technique, Jason knew how valuable blessed techniques were, and thinking that the Floating sky technique was most likely also only partially translated, his curiosity soared immediately.

Throwing the messenger crystal into his spatial ring, he immediately searched for the two blessed techniques, only to find them hidden within the basic lifestyle occupation tools.

Taking the two manuals out, Jason immediately perceived strong and distinct mana fluctuations radiating from the expensive parchment as he carefully inspected the ancient-looking manuals.

Reading the unknown language, Jason felt it was somewhat familiar, as he continued to read the words below with a light frown emerging at the same time.

[Ancient Hellfire-tribunal]

Opening the first page, Jason's frown deepened as he compared the translations to the weird, yet aesthetic written letter above.

'That's wrong?!'

From the translations, he figured out that the blessed technique was said to be some sort of technique that increases one fire resistance while it should stimulate fire transmuted mana within the body to circulate smoother, without any hindrance.

With this, someone who cultivated the Shore's blessed technique should be able to cultivate faster in hot places with fire transmuted mana, as long as they had a fire affinity which was a requirement to even practice the technique in the first place.

However, Jason felt that the translations were somewhat lacking and it was extremely weird, as his head began to ache, with something deep within him forcefully shaking.

His eyes and soul world suddenly trembled and Jason noticed that it was similar to the time, he began to understand what the foreign races said.

However, in order to do something like this, he thought that he would need an astronomical amount of mana once again.

Nevertheless, thinking about Old Drake who might send someone to monitor him, Jason was forced to remain lowkey, forcing him to take out a bunch of high-grade mana stones in order to absorb them instead of going outside to gather natural mana.

Even without Jason doing anything at all, once he took out a bunch of mana stones, his body seemed to work by itself, as it greedily absorbed the mana in his surroundings, only to gather deep within him, where he perceived a weird presence emerging.

Closing his eyes, Jason tried to explore his own body, as he seemed to see the outlines of a tall man, whose aura overshadowed everything.

These outlines grew with the amount of mana injected, until it reached a height of multiple hundred meters before everything was released at once, with the overshadowing aura, spreading through his whole body, causing him to groan in pain.

However, compared to the first time he felt this, the second time was much gentler, with his brain aching for barely several seconds before he could once again see the outlines of the tall man standing straight in front of him.

Jason was unable to perceive anything else, as he heard an extremely quiet "I have let you two down…", before the outlines, dissipated into thin air as if they never existed.

Opening his eyes, he was extremely confused, but with his head aching, and his automatic mana absorbing decreasing, when his soul world stopped trembling, and he couldn't help but ask inwardly.

'Who the hell was that?!.... I think I'm slowly going to become insane…'

Trying to distract himself, he averted his attention back to the manual in front of him, when he noticed something shocked.

"I can read it?!"

Seeing that, he exclaimed out loud, before he closed his mouth immediately, as his eyes widened.

'How the hell can I read the letters in the unknown language?! Were the outlines not an Illusion?? What did it say? 'Let you two down…?... Now don't tell me that it was my father?!'

Looking at the manual in his hands, Jason couldn't understand what was going on and he just started to assume everything possible.

How should his father be able to enter his body?!

Considering that his mother told him, that she never told his father, that she was pregnant, in addition to the foreign races shocked expressions, who normally don't express their feeling this way, Jason doubted that the Celestia race would let go a half Celestia, half-human baby, if they knew about his existence...

At least that was what Jason thought because the foreign races seemed to be extremely shocked about his existence, which seemed to be special.

As such he concluded that his father really didn't know anything about him, which made everything even more implausible.

How should his father even know that he existed, if his mother left him before he was born?

Jason couldn't answer this question at all, but the fact that he was suddenly able to read the foreign language could only be seen as extremely beneficial because the translations seemed to be almost completely wrong while only a marginal part of the whole manual was translated.

Trying to ignore the outlines he previously saw within him, Jason smiled as he read the technique's title once again.

[Terra-Intermediate--Netherworld's fort]

It was completely different from the translations, and what made him curious, was the first two words [Terra-Intermediate], because the 'Intermediate' mankind used was often utilized in order to further divide a technique's grade further or someone's cultivation progress within their current mana core rank.

If Jason was not wrong with his assumption, this Terra should be the technique's grade in front of him, further divided into Intermediate, which might be the same intermediate, humanity used as in Basic-Intermediate-Advanced.

However, the bigger question was now, if the [Terra] grade was 'good' or bad for him…

There might as well be many more different grades, Jason was just not aware of and understanding that was not simply to digest.

If even the technique name on the cover could tell him so much information, Jason wondered what he could figure out if he were to read through the whole technique.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the manual once again and started to read.

Entering a state of full-concentration, hours passed with Jason's facial expressions changing from astonishment and interest to shock with a slight trace of curiosity, until it ended with a mix of a devastated expression and the desire to figure out even more.

The sun rose, shining straight on Jason's eyes, as he closed the manual, even if he only read the introduction with the requirements and 'basic information.'

However, even this was already too much for him, as he thought shocked.

'Everything was completely wrong?!'

Apparently, the manual was one of the most commonly used techniques in order to refine the body and belonged to a race called [Calydar].

There was not much information about the race, and the only thing Jason could get to know about it was that there were two different types of the Calydar race, while both of them had a strong fire-affinity, which was the most important requirement to refine their body.

The technique was also divided into two different approaches in order to refine the Calydar-race's body.

A basic path for their less intelligent and four-legged offspring, that seemed to be the most commonly used path for Calydars, indicating that they had more four-legged individuals, while there was also a more advanced path for more intelligent, bipedal Calydars with an extremely high mana sensitivity and aptitude.

Jason couldn't really do anything with this information but what really mattered was the stated requirement for each body refining stage, which shocked him greatly.

Comparing mankind's cultivation knowledge with a race that was assumed to have gone extinct, Jason couldn't help but shake his head, trying to prevent the shock within him from spreading further.

'Isn't it ridiculous?! Thinking that we were about to reach the summit with our strength, only to see a larger mountain behind…'

'I already assumed that our cultivation system and maybe even that the physical advancement with each increase in rank might be slightly off, but getting to know, that humanity was completely wrong...'

Jason was unsure how to digest everything and he decided to write everything important down in order to comprehend the vast information he got to know over the last day.

Massaging his temples, he murmured

"Soo…to put it simply, the foreign races are innately only slightly stronger than humans and are unable to defeat beasts at the same stage under normal circumstances? By refining their physique with a technique like the Netherworld's fort, I have in front of me, they acquired a physique equally strong to beasts at the same stage as they are?

Furthermore, mankind's cultivation system is completely wrong?

They call the Novice, Adept, Expert, and Master rank just Mortal stage…or also the gaseous state of mana within the mana core, which is continuously growing…

After that, they have the Lique-stage, which consists of the compressing process from the gaseous mana into liquid, until the mana core is filled with enough liquefied mana drops in order to enter the next stage.

As such the Lique-stage is a combination of the Magus, Grandmagus, and Lord ranks…

The third stage is called the 'Prismar'-stage, after the process of solidifying prismarine-crystals within the mana core.

This stage includes the sovereign rank and the following ranks, humanity would have to create first, once someone reached it.

Maybe there is already someone, thinking about how to call the rank above the sovereign rank..."

As if it was not shocking enough, that the third stage for the foreign races consisted of humanity's strongest powerhouses and even more, Jason also figured out how the fourth stage was called, as he mumbled to himself.

"Fusing the soul every living being awakes at a certain age, with the mana core by creating a Sona seed, one would enter the Ascendion-state, which is said to take centuries, under bad circumstances until the seed blossoms"

Raking his head, Jason couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, with the provided information, while even the summary bothered him.