Cultivating a Breakthrough!

Noah unleashed his full fury upon Woz, spewing almost every curse word he had ever learned in his entire life.

Woz could only lower his head, quietly listening to the "earnest teachings" coming from his teacher.

As for the other three, Peak and Chaos City Lord looked as composed as ever, but only Giant Axe...

He was the first one to be singled out, and when his turn came...

"Hoo--!" Noah let out a long sigh, opened his eyes again, and looked at Woz with a gaze that screamed of disappointment in his lack of progress.

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"Teacher, I... I understand!"

Feeling his teacher's gaze, Woz dared not retort; after all, this was his teacher, and he had to endure whatever came his way, be it a beating or a scolding.

"Enough, I don't expect you to actually feel any remorse!

But we have an agreement: if you still can't break through this time... hmph! You can figure out how to deal with the consequences yourself!"

After Noah finished speaking, he turned his gaze directly toward Giant Axe, who was already hiding behind Chaos City Lord.

Seemingly sensing Noah's icy stare, Chaos City Lord naturally shifted half a step to the side.

"Senior Noah..."

Knowing he couldn't hide, Giant Axe simply braced himself and stepped forward.

"Oh my, isn't this our great Giant Axe Creator?

What's the matter? Now that you have this kid Xu Jin, have you started playing the role of the hands-off manager?"

"This... isn't it so I can reach a higher level?"

"Then why do you still call it the Giant Axe Arena? Change the name tomorrow and call it the Xu Jin Arena instead!

Genius Death Battles? Running a slave trade? I can't believe you actually thought of that!"

"But..."

"But what, but?"

Noah cut Giant Axe off mid-sentence.

"Over the past million epochs, just the geniuses who died in the death battles you set up... assuming they can even be called geniuses!

Of these people, how many could have become immortals simply by accumulating time, provided they didn't die?

Even if they didn't achieve great things, at the very least, our immortal-level combat power would have increased by a portion.

But what happened? Do you have any idea how much effort I've wasted behind the scenes to resurrect those few 'geniuses' from indigenous planets?"

Thinking of this, Noah felt his anger flare up again.

When he first transmigrated, he had actually wanted to systematically regulate the slave trade within the human race.

As for banning it entirely... are you suggesting that in a world where the strong prey on the weak, one should completely abandon the privileges of the strong?

Not to mention anyone else, even Noah himself couldn't do that.

But reasonable control was necessary.

For example, some indigenous humans possess extremely high innate talents, but once they become slaves, they are basically capped at the universe level.

It is very difficult for them to ever get ahead!

It cannot be denied that once a powerhouse emerges from these races, they are absolutely top-tier among their peers.

But this is no different from abandoning a portion of usable combat power.

Furthermore, there are the inherent drawbacks of the slave system itself; once they revolt, whether they succeed or fail, it is the human race itself that suffers the depletion.

Noah's requirement was actually quite simple: vigorously develop alien slaves instead of enslaving the human race itself.

Therefore, at the very least, within the forces under his jurisdiction, the existence of human slaves was extremely rare.

Even if there were any, they were basically human prisoners who had committed indelible crimes, and after being enslaved, they were used as cannon fodder for the pioneer legions.

"But the talents selected this way are much stronger!"

When it came to this, Giant Axe was unhappy.

After all, the talents his Giant Axe Arena cultivated for humanity were basically top-tier combatants of their level.

"I have seen no fewer than three hundred thousand geniuses fall because they didn't want to continue fighting.

Of course, these people lacked resolve, and I didn't feel it was a pity, but such cruel selection does have its drawbacks."

Noah did not refute him; after all, humanity did not need flowers in a greenhouse, nor did it need those bleeding hearts.

The disappearance of these people was, for the human race, not necessarily a bad thing!

However, those who were willing to give, and even those who fought so their homelands wouldn't become slave planets, were the ones Noah held in higher regard.

Of course, his high regard only went so far.

The only ones he would spare no cost to resurrect were a very rare handful among them.

It's just that, on the scale of the entire human race, this number was still extremely vast.

"I see... Senior Noah, I understand! I will adjust some of the rules accordingly, but as for life-and-death battles...

On that point, I maintain my own stance! One cannot become a true powerhouse without experiencing life and death!"

Giant Axe also understood what Noah meant, but as a powerhouse who had climbed his way up from the humble beginnings of humanity, he had his own unique understanding of how to cultivate talent.

"That is acceptable, but from now on, all participants in life-and-death battles of one hundred matches or more must be supervised by other factions in addition to the Giant Axe Arena.

On this point, I hope you can understand that top-tier powerhouses are important.

But what our human race lacks has never been the group of people standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid.

It is those who can unearth more talent for us and cultivate an endless stream of successors for our human race.

At times, their existence is even more important than that of myself or Original Ancestor!"

Noah proposed his conditions while also voicing his concerns.

"No problem!"

As long as it wasn't a blanket ban, Giant Axe had no objections to Noah's arrangements.

Noah nodded, then shifted the topic: "Then you should also head to the Land of Light as soon as possible and strive to break through within a hundred eras!"

"Yes!" Giant Axe's figure vanished from the great hall.

Only then did Noah turn his gaze toward Peak and Chaos, who had been standing silently to the side.

"Chaos!"

"I am here!"

Chaos City Lord responded immediately upon being called.

"The two of you have been handling the affairs of the human race all these years. To be honest, in this regard... your teacher and I have truly been derelict in our duties!"

As he spoke, a trace of guilt appeared on Noah's face.

"Senior/Teacher Noah!"

"The fact that you two were able to break through to the fifth-tier Universe Master under such circumstances shows just how severely you have been held back by the race!

In the days to come, you two, just like the three of them including Giant Axe, are to enter seclusion.

As for the work of managing the race... leave that to Cold Dragon (Lord of Ice Peak) and Cain!"

"Yes, Senior/Teacher Noah, we understand!"

Chaos City Lord and the other replied immediately upon hearing Noah's instructions.

In reality, neither of their talents was lacking.

Otherwise, they would not have become the disciples of Original Ancestor and Noah.

It was just that most Universe Masters, upon reaching this realm, were unwilling to manage the affairs of the race.

The heavy burden had fallen upon their shoulders, which was why, although their current strength was not bad, there was indeed still a distance to go before they could break through.

"Only when you all return to the Time Secret Realm can I pass on a portion of the breakthrough methods to you. By then, our human race will be able to possess five Universe Supreme Beings at once!"