Dylan looked at the three Destruction Godheads Zhao Nan had handed him. His eyes filled with gratitude as he bowed to Zhao Nan and promised, "Don't worry, Teacher. I'll do as you said and let them try to break through on their own again.
Only if they truly can't succeed will I give them the Godheads."
Hearing Dylan's words, Zhao Nan smiled and shook his head. "In my opinion, if you put the Godheads in front of them and tell them they belong to them, but still hope they'll break through on their own, and you have confidence in them, they may manage to become Lowgods in a very short time.
You have to understand that many Saint-level experts on the Yulan Continent aren't lacking the talent to become gods on their own. They're simply lacking the courage."
As he spoke, Zhao Nan looked up at the Forest of Darkness, then toward the South Sea. After a moment of silence, he continued, "In truth, the Necropolis of the Gods isn't just a reward for many people on the Yulan Continent. It's also a means of selection."
"Ah!"
At Zhao Nan's words, Dylan, Linley, Olivier, and the other disciples all cried out in surprise.
Clearly, they were astonished by what Zhao Nan had said.
After all, the Necropolis of the Gods had been created by a Chief God. Why would it have anything to do with selecting people on the Yulan Continent?
Seeing the confusion on their faces, Zhao Nan thought for a moment before explaining, "You may be young, Linley, or you may not have been around long enough to know, but Lord Beirut often provides assistance to certain people on the Yulan Continent.
That assistance is meant to help the people of the Yulan Continent develop.
But because of