God's Eyes

Seeing the hostile gazes of many men lingering on Jason, Jennifer couldn't help but feel that it was for everyone's best that she intervened.

Blocking off everyone's way towards him, Jennifer even spread out her wings, preventing the drunkards from seeing him.

This forced them to avert their attention from Jason to Jennifer.

Within seconds their hostility was replaced by lust as they stared at her perfectly shaped body.

Her slender figure which was accentuated further by the perfect curves around her chest and the butt attracted everyone's attention.

And even without the use of her cultivation energies, her flawless skin was gleaming lightly.

Her aromatic scent permeated the air, and the drunkards that were on their way to approach Jason now continued their advance toward Jennifer.

"Guys, I would prefer not to kill anyone right now… I just have a small question. Where is the world bridge that leads towards the Myöldra race?"

They hadn't seen any individuals of the Myöldra race yet. As such, they were either not accepted in this settlement, or the Myöldra race was simply unbothered by the interconnected plane.

Jason and Jennifer had presumed it to be the latter, owing to a simple reason.

The resources, whether it was mana or cultivation resources, were simply too little to bother fighting for.

It was not worth it to fight against more than a dozen other races to claim resources or the entire plane.

With that in mind, Jennifer was ready to squeeze the answer out of the drunkards that looked at her in confusion for a moment.

It was almost as if they had forgotten, what the Myöldra race was.

"This shitty race of ice-shitters!!" One of the younger-looking men exclaimed loudly, blurting out a few more curses.

Many men joined the young man and they all cursed the Myöldra race vehemently.

Their reaction was proof enough that everyone knew of the Myöldra race.

This was a great way to start the investigation of the drunken people.

After some of them finished muttering their curses, even more drunkards turned toward Jennifer, attracted by her natural beauty, and soon they began to push each other to get a good look at her.

The alcohol that coursed through them was already working wonders, doing exactly what it always did; easing the tension in their body, and making them be less ashamed of their true feelings while simultaneously tricking them into thinking that they were stronger than their actual strength.

Jennifer had never understood why someone would like to lose themselves in alcohol.

But for the given situation it was quite helpful because there was no need for her to be afraid of anyone.

In fact, she was the strongest here, if one were to exclude Jason.

As such, her confidence knew no bounds as she stared at the drunkards, and the corners of her lips curled up in ridicule.

"What are you laughing at, bitch?!" One of the drunkards who was swaying heavily from left to right said, annoyed at the fact that Jennifer found the entire situation quite laughable.

Even after hearing what the drunk, middle-aged man said, Jennifer didn't move. She simply looked at him with a raised right eyebrow as her eyes simply stared at him.

"Looks like you're quite fortunate that my mood is good…and that Jason didn't hear you, otherwise we would have different problems now!"

Jennifer was not sure what Jason would have done if he would have heard her being called a bitch.

But what Jennifer was absolutely certain of could be considered the fact that even the slightest bit of Jason's released energy might create instability on the entire plane.

Thus, she had to hold back as well, and not immediately kick the ass of some annoying drunkards.

For doing so, she would not even need her cultivation energies.

Her physical strength was more than enough to let her do everything she wanted to…at least on the interconnected plane!

With that in mind, she took a step forward, acting as if she was completely unbothered about the comment that had been thrown at her.

However, even before she could do something, one of the young, drunk men had emerged behind the middle-aged drunkard, who had insulted Jennifer.

Lifting the pitcher from which the drunkard had taken a sip only a moment before, the man smashed it on the back of the head of the middle-aged drunkard.

Seeing this, Jennifer's eyes widened.

She didn't expect anything like that to happen, at all.

Yet, what followed suit was pure chaos as few of the drunkard's friends came to his rescue, only for more and more to join the bar fight that had just begun.

Jennifer had wanted to have some fun beating someone as well.

But given the situation that unfolded in front of her, it didn't seem to be possible for her to be able to figure out more about the Myöldra race's world bridge anymore.

This was quite frustrating and made her feel like joining the scuffle, just to beat sense into everyone.

However, instead of doing that, she averted her gaze towards Jason, who was still deep in thoughts.

Owing to this, Jennifer smiled once again, giving her the motivation to look around, and saw quite a few men and even women were simply observing the bar fight ahead.

Sipping their drinks, they smiled faintly witnessing the fight ahead that served as free entertainment for them.

This told Jennifer that they were either less drunk, or completely sober.

Thus, instead of following the same plan as before, she released minuscule traces of her mana, sending out voice transmissions to everyone in the room.

[Where is the Myöldra race's world bridge located?]

Her voice was relatively low, and nearly impossible to hear if one was near the most bustling area of the bar fight.

However, those that could hear her looked around in confusion, while some even stood up.

Only a moment later they looked at Jennifer, understanding that she had done something to them, leading them to sit back and look at her.

After a few seconds, they ignored her, thinking that this would solve everything.

Yet, even if they were not answering her, by not repelling her voice transmission, they gave her a chance to make use of some spirit force to listen to their thoughts and convert them to voice transmission.

This was quite complicated, and certainly not easy to do.

A simple thought was already enough for them to block her advances, after all.

However, owing to the intoxicated state of nearly everyone, only a few were able to think about repelling her energy threads.

It made things much easier for her, and it was not long before that Jennifer began to read the thoughts of everyone.

Most of it was useless, but some thought about the Myöldra race, recalling whatever they knew about it just because Jennifer had asked a question about them for the second time.

Thus, only a few minutes had to pass before she got to know everything.

"Finally…" Jennifer mumbled as a subtle smile emerged on her face.

After she was done extracting useful information, she turned around to look at Jason, who was still deep in thoughts, trying to think of what kind of knowledge he still required, and what he was already aware of.

A prideful expression appeared on her face as she grasped his hand, and was prepared to lead him outside the tavern.

The bar fight was still going on, but by pushing away the weaklings that were still trying to puff out their chests and show off their mightiness, Jennifer could easily leave the tavern.

Meanwhile, Jason followed her as well as the gazes of those that saw her toss some Cultivators at the Ascendion stage aside and out of her way as if they were weightless feathers.