God's Eyes

"Several hundred thousand?" Jason mumbled as he retraced his killing intent before Baykur vanished.

It had entered Jason's soul world and rested there, while Jason looked at Fasro who was not sure what to think about what had happened right now.

However, before he would start to comprehend everything he had heard, Fasro rushed towards the Ifrytor whose arms had been severed.

He enveloped the Ifrytor's two stumps that remained with his mana to seal them before he turned to Jason.

"Good Job...I guess? We now know their hideout and the number. That's great...but the Ascron race is too pitiful… They're too many races after them ...."

Jason tilted his head at these words as he asked

"This might be a far-fetched assumption, but is the Ascron race a race with vibrant life force or physical strength? Cause I don't understand why Petri, the petrification serpent you've seen earlier, wanted to absorb their compressed life force…"

Fasro was already in his own thoughts when he heard Jason as he nodded his head.

"The Ascron race is known for their high physical strength that stems from their unparalleled life force, however, they're unable to absorb mana under normal circumstances, and even after adjusting themselves by using unique techniques, their progress is only slow.

If they could enhance their life force instead of the mana core within them, they wouldn't be a common race, but at least a Grand race...What a pity that they have yet to find a way to strengthen their life force without relocating their origin planet!"

It was interesting to hear something new, and Jason couldn't help but think about the new possibility he had heard.

"Enhance one's life force? That would be entirely different from the path of absorbing mana… Lifeforce should be considered as something innate while mana can be absorbed, and released at will."

Fasro nodded his head as he said

"The most powerful Ascron learned how to handle mana too, but It can be said that they're mutants of their race! They're barely able to amplify their physique or certain body parts with it."

However, just as Fasro had said this, he noticed how weird their current situation was.

Jason had just survived a suicidal attack that should have killed him under normal circumstances, before he had released all his anger at the Ifrytor by severing his arms, only to make up theories as if nothing had happened.

Furthermore, Jason seemed to accept the fact that a different energy than mana existed too easily.

With this in mind, Fasro had an idea as he baited Jason, who was currently deep in thought, trying to make sense out of the information he received.

"Did you know that mankind's cultivation system is completely wrong? The seven stages your race has are only three large stages in our cultivation system, namely the Mortal, Lique, and Prisma stage. To put it more simply, your race has yet to reach the 8th and 9th stage that would be included in the Prisma stage too!"

Jason didn't listen carefully at Fasro's words and just said

"I know that we're weak and you forgot to mention that those three stages are just the beginning. It's ridiculous how proud we are of ourselves, isn't it?"

Suddenly, Jason noticed to whom he was talking and his body stiffened as he looked at Fasro whose liquefied body was also turned towards him.

He could just smile oddly as he scratched the back of his head.

"Oops…"

Fasro had assumed that Jason knew more than he had exposed, but to hear that he was fully aware of the universal race cultivation system astonished him a little bit.

Yet, before he could say anything, Jason hurriedly said

"I was taught a little bit of the universal language and read the information I just said from a body refining manual of an extinct race!"

'Taught a little bit of the universal language? Does that include speaking?'

"In that case, can you understand me?" Fasro asked in the universal language and Jason, who understood the Ariyors scheming acted as if he tried to translate everything in his mind before he nodded his head.

Jason had already messed up everything, and it was important to cover his mistake without showing that he could perfectly understand and read the universal language.

This was important, at least for now!

It was interesting to hear that a human had tried to learn the universal language, but not really something surprising. Even the Shiabi clan patriarch was able to speak and understand a little bit of the universal language.

It made everything easier after all!

As such, Fasro didn't ask Jason anything else.

Instead, he began to think about the information the Ifrytor had revealed.

"Yaslörn caves..where are they? And how could the Ifrytor race bring several hundred thousand of their race? Are they trying to decimate their own army?"

It was also possible that their population increased by such a large degree, that losing hundreds of thousand Ifrytor wouldn't be important anymore.

'Maybe nurturing bloodthirsty elite troupes has become more important for them? It could also be possible that they're searching for a suitable human as a host of a Creato flame... '

When Fasro thought about that he stared at Jason, who was most likely a candidate to act as the host of a Creato flame.

However, only a moment later did he shook his head, thinking that the high-ranked origin flame would simply devour the Creato seed before it would be able to bloom.

'He works hard and carefully. Despite his age and him being a human, he is strong but not arrogant...that's admirable! Our younger generation should be like him….'

Jason was currently thinking about cultivating one's life force and how it might be, but, at the same time, a different thought appeared in his mind.

'I wonder how old most Ariyor are when they reach the Lique and Prismar stage!'

Since he had figured out that the universal cultivation system was completely different compared to that mankind used, Jason had begun to compare himself to other races in every possible way.

As such, he couldn't help but feel that he had to ask Fasro as he was alone with him, if one were to ignore the Ifrytor that had fainted.

"I don't know if this question is considered rude, but how old is the average Ariyor when they liquefied their first drop of mana, and the first solidified prismarine crystal? What about prodigies?"

It was not really a surprise that Jason asked such a question and it would be weird if he was not curious about the strength of other races.

He had to figure out how talented he was in comparison after all!

"The average Ariyor enters the Lique stage at the age of 14 and solidifies their first prismarine crystal before the age of 40!"

The shock, Fasro expected to see didn't come true, and Jason was just intently listening, waiting to receive more information.

"Our prodigies enter the Lique stage at the age of 8 and solidify their first prismarine crystal before the age of 16!"

This astonished Jason a lot, and his eyes widened as he suddenly thought about multiple factors which he listed unintentionally.

"Higher race, greater mana density and purity, more and greater resources and better cultivation manuals...I'm not faring as bad as expected"

Listing the factors he was or had been lacking, Jason felt much better.

If he were to add that he was unable to absorb mana for himself until he was almost 14 years old, the facts Fasro had just listed didn't seem to be that great.

As such he smiled at Fasro as he thanked him properly.

'Who cares if I enter the Prismar stage at the age of 16 or in my 20s? Argos mana will hinder me in absorbing mana, either way!'

Jason's biggest disadvantage was neither that he had to insert mana into his eyes for several years nor the fact that his bloodline had just awoken.

It was also not important that he would require better cultivation techniques in the future, but more the fact that Argos' mana was too scarce and impure for Jason to absorb properly!

His mana absorption had increased and to use this advantage properly, he would have to use up a huge amount of resources, while other races would receive the same amount of mana from their surroundings!

Nevertheless, instead of feeling discouraged, Jason was glad that the prodigies of a higher race were already so great.

He assumed that Fasro had spoken about the best prodigies their race had, and Jason couldn't help but become excited.

"When will I be able to spar against true prodigies from other races?"