Alexander's vision stabilized along his Dao of Time.

Looking below as villages formed everywhere, he pondered.

'Not bad, so much done in a millennium.'

Taking notes of the mortals he brought, he was happy to see them all already dead, letting the newer generation devoid of knowledge reign.

He stayed hidden to all, observing them.

Using his Dao of Time, Alexander witnessed the birth and death of many religions, dynasties and empires.

He saw the birth of laws, of society.

What he noticed however, was the lack of proper cultivators. While they were stronger than most mortals, it was mostly because of the environment. Some families had proper cultivators, diligently kept close, probably being the descendants of the mortals he originally brought.

'I already see where this is going...' Reminiscing about Earth, Alexander shook his head. He already had expected this, even without technology or anything even close to it, society had still taken shape, limiting their growth, crushing their potential into pieces.

'The beasts I placed everywhere are still a massive danger to them, but even with that, they still go and cripple themselves with rules...'

The rule of gold inside this Universe was that if the Heavenly Way did not strike someone or something with Heavenly Lightning or tribulations for their action or existence, then it was not prohibited. People were free to do whatever, their main fears only coming from Heart Demons.

Only by regretting deeply their action, be it past, present or future, would they birth a Heart Demon.

This was also how good and evil was defined, cultivators were mature and understood not only the world but also themselves.

Unless someone was messing with them in one way or another, they would mostly not bother saving someone, be it man, woman, child or elderly, from anything, be it robbery, blackmail, rape, or even death.

'This is the problem, the lack of potential is what is crippling humans... This is why civilization is so prevalent with mortals.'

Sighing, Alexander observed the mortals below with sadness.

'Look at them, slaves to a select few, yet they believe otherwise... It is true that even I am not free and unrestrained, but I have the opportunity to, they don't.'

'All they can do is point their finger at others...'

Still watching, Alexander saw a man murder another man in between two wooden huts. It did not take long for the man to be judged and executed. Yet, unsurprisingly, the murderer was the only one unfazed. He did not cry or complain, he simply waited. One would even say they saw him smile.

On the other hand, everyone else was crying over the death of their friend and family. They cursed the murderer for what he did, hoping he would suffer for eternity.

'Pathetic... This is a good example of the problem, it was the same on Earth... They all cry and regret their actions, birthing Heart Demons, not even realizing that they are worse than the murderer. Look at him, he doesn't regret his action, he is free! Has he been struck by lightning? No, yet I even went and asked the Heavens for complete principles... yet nothing happened... Such a shame, a man will perish because he was too human...'

Pity could be seen coloring Alexander's face.

'This is why mortals without freedom have no potential. Because they are losing their humanity... They call 'evil' everyone that do not agree with them... It simply makes no sense how they don't understand that this goes both ways... How small is the number of mortal that has understood how good and evil truly worked? Too little, that's for sure...'

Exhaling loudly, Alexander did not advert his gaze below.

'Isn't it simple however? Unless you regret your actions, you are not evil, in fact, you could be considered a saint.'

'Now that I think about it, I still see young cultivators ask us elders, 'why do unorthodox cultivators use the same realms as orthodox ones?' Every time I said this to a friend, they all tell me about their own disciples and descendants, asking this same question.'

'Why do these 'monsters' also use the prefix 'Saint' for their cultivation realms? Isn't it obvious? Because they are saints!'

His daydreaming fading away, Alexander looked below.

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Sighing once more, he stopped hiding.

Releasing his aura slightly, he gathered the attention of the people below.

Gathering his soul's might, he talked inside the head of every human now present in his world, making sure that each of them understood his words.

"I am god!"

"And you are mortals!"

"Cultivate immortality and thrive to reach the peak of the Martial Dao!"

"This era will be your golden age!"

Opening his arms wide, Alexander gifted his world with even more Qi and True Qi.

"Let there be potential!"

As he finished talking, wave after wave of Qi and True Qi surged and engulfed the entire bottom layer, increasing the density of energies by many folds.

These energies would take thousands of years to be absorbed. Later, this era would be known as the 'Ancient Era of Immortality' where Immortals were said to be flourishing in waves.

'Since they lack proper cultivators, let's just show them.'

Behind him, a stone stele a hundred meters in height formed, on its surface was a cultivation technique engraved. The stele was protected by the system and could only be destroyed by an Ascension Realm master.

"Use this to cultivate, while neither good or bad, it is still compatible with all beings and has no limits for potential, only time is required."

His figure faded away along his words.

In space, Alexander looked at the pedestal where the system laid.

Infusing his Dao of Time inside, the system started to store it carefully.

After a week like this, Alexander ordered the system to slowly accelerate the time inside his world until all of the Time Dao was exhausted.

Teleporting, Alexander intended to explore a world he had his eyes on for a while now.

'Since I didn't take a proper look, I wasn't sure, so I just couldn't bother, but now I have some free time!'

It only took Alexander a few days to reach a Tier-2 World, its color was red, pure shades of red everywhere he looked.

Releasing his Divine Sense, he quickly confirmed his guesses.

'Vampires! And they dare enslave my human race?!' Alexander was truly getting irritated.

Still, he wanted to see the situation in this world. So just like this, he waited.

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Inside a technologically advanced city under the bright red sky, a young man with short black hair was not listening to his teacher. He was in school, bored, so he decided to play with his pencil. The obvious result was getting smacked at the back of the head by his teacher's heavy book.

"Dimitry, are you paying attention?! All you do is look out the window and play with your pens, can you even hear me?!" Angry, the middle aged man wearing a blue shirt cried out. Clearly, Dimitry's tendencies were nothing new.

"Teacher! He may not hear you, but he must have certainly felt that book!"

Laughing, the whole class made fun of the young man.

"Haha! Dimitry, if you keep daydreaming like this every class, you'll stay at the bottom of the grade!" A young girl's voice could be heard, her advice clearly not meant to help.

"Sorry teacher, I just didn't sleep well last night!"

Snorting, the middle aged man could only give up. Already having wasted time from his lesson on the class' clown.

"Alright, go on page fifty-one... Jeffrey, read the first paragraph."

Standing up, the brown haired young man started reading.

"The Blood Nobility made their first appearance 15 000 years ago, arriving from a portal, they swiftly helped the human race fight against the invading monsters. Since then, they were hailed as the saviors of Galtera. After the full recovery of Galtera and the human race, the Blood Nobility suddenly decided to gift humans with opportunities, like this, in only a hundred years, the Blood Nobility took our human race under them as allies, while also helping us manage our territories by presiding over politics."

"Good, Sara, read the next paragraph."

Standing up, the young girl with short black hair started reading, not paying attention to Jeffrey who sat back down next to her.

"Since then, humans have been continuously awarded abilities in exchange for high quality blood, this idea was first proposed by Serena Vah- Valh-Gis- Valist-"

"Valh-Gistberg" Noticing his student having trouble reading the name, he helped her.

"She was the first-"

Before she could continue reading further however, the entire class was silenced by Dimitry's loud words.

"Yeah, praise these fuckers! They enslaved us! Yet everybody keeps saying they are heroes! This is bull-"

"Shut up! Dimitry! How dare you talk like this about our benefactors! They are heroes and you know it!" Roaring, the teacher looked at Dimitry's leisure posture with burning wrath.

"Dimitry, I knew you were a clown, but this is too much!"

"That's right, you do nothing, yet I see you grumble and complain every single time we talk about the Blood Nobility in class!"

Voice after voice from his classmates kept attacking him.

"Come to the teacher's office after class..." With a serious gaze, the teacher hoped to correct his student later.

"For now, you stay in the corner and reflect on your actions!"

Grumbling, the young man could only oblige.

After class, Dimitry stayed behind to hear his teacher's sermon for ten minutes straight. After he was freed, he simply left, alone.

Walking inside the corridors, he wailed inside his heart.

'Are they all brainwashed? They keep praising these leeching suckers like gods...'

Looking through the corridor's window, he saw the now dark red sky.

'All they do is brainwash everyone before using them as pets or slaves.'

Dimitry appeared to be the only one with lucidity inside his school, mainly because he had his father become a snack to such vampires, marking him for life.

'They said it was a deviant, like hell I believe this!' With tears forming at the corner of his eyes, he almost stopped, his heart heavy.

'Let's forget about this, I can't do shit anyway!'

Observing everything from space, Alexander was getting angrier by the moment, each scene he saw filled with nothing but humans praising another race.

"I see... So they want to play that game, fine! I'll play my own then, after I'm done playing with you fucks... Then I'll use it, it's been so long, I'm itching to use the [Heavenly Bloodline Judgement]!"