Chapter 2: 1000000 Spiritual Channels

Majestically hovering in the sky, the old man shouted again to ensure his message was clear to everyone.

"I SAID THIS BEAST IS MINE. ALL OF YOU, SCRAM!"

Fairy Maki and the two elders from the White Stork sect curiously observed the majestic old man dressed in black and gold robes. They couldn't recognize him, so they remained atop their white stork beast, watching the situation while waiting for the sect's reinforcements.

"This handsome, older gentleman is a bit unfair asking us to leave like this. Why not let this little sister stay? I can make it up to you and ensure you have a good time." The alluring demoness spoke in a seductive voice while posing for the old man to admire.

'Hmph! If this old geezer were to see the emblem of my Black Ancient Sect on this ship, he would not dare to attack and risk dishonouring our strong leader and the ancestors of the cult.' The beautiful demoness thought confidently while folding her arms.

WHOOSH!

BOOM!

With a single glance at the flying ship, the old man waved his hand and released a swift ball of fire, incinerating the ship and everyone on it. All the evil cultivators on the ship didn't even have enough time to react. They died instantly in just two seconds.

"An evil cultivator dares to speak in my presence? Times have truly changed," the old man murmured with displeasure after eliminating the annoying insects before him.

"He... he is a monster. What a terrifying strength!" Terrified by the elderly man's strength, a male elder of the White Stork sect spoke in a daze.

"SCRAM!"

The elderly man's loud voice jolted the horrified crowd out of their trance, and all of the rogue cultivators scurried like freaked-out rats in opposing directions.

The cattle, of course, is the most afraid. Oris is not only afraid but also perplexed about how to proceed in this scenario.

'W-What should I do? My estimate has hit the bull's eye, no, not me. Not only is this a cultivator's world, but that powerful geezer claimed I was his. Does that imply that he wants to refine me as a cultivation material? Or does he just want to eat my meat? What should I do? Should I go running? Can I escape?' 

'He just killed the beauty on the flying boat, as well as everyone else on board, like nothing. Is this kind of vicious person here for me? Is this the end of my cattle road, as it only just began?'

As the horde of rogue immortal cultivators scutters, the old man furrowed his brow as he witnessed White Stork sect members refuse to go.

"We, Senior, are members of the White Stork sect. We are here as envoys sent by the sect to investigate rumours of the arrival of a divine beast. For the sake of the White Stork sect and my ancestor, let these juniors take the divine beast." Fairy Maki politely said, cupping her fist with respect.

"Hmph! What a polite young lady. Hahaha, do you think you can threaten me with your ancestor's name? Haha, that Skutamoya, even if he were here, I would gladly take this divine beast. You think too highly of your White Stork sect." The old man arrogantly stated as he flew towards the cattle.

Hearing the name of the White Stork sect's first ancestor, the three were taken aback and left dumbfounded by the old man's sheer arrogance.

'He is coming... It is over for me.' Oris thought it as he prepared to concede to fate.

"Are you the male divine beast? Little one, I am here to take you away from these humans." Looking at Oris, the old man said, smiling for the first time.

Though it appeared to be a lion smiling at the rabbit, the smile reassured Oris that the elderly man was not here to harm him, at least for the time being.

"Your commotional emergence garnered too much attention, and an influx of troublesome cultivators will arrive shortly. Let us leave immediately."

The elderly man spoke quickly as he focused the spiritual energy on his hand, and Oris was lifted from the ground to the air by a force.

"Moo!"

'What is going on? Why am I floating about like a balloon? What did this geezer do to me?' Oris became terrified as he was raised from the ground and suspended in the air by an invisible force.

"Be calm. You are not going to fall." The elderly man stated this before flying away from the scene with the cattle.

The trio from the White Stork sect, who were still standing on the back of the white stork bird, watched the elderly man fly away with the divine beast with despair.

"PHEW!" The male elder sighed with relief to see the powerful old man flying away.

"That monster is gone with the divine beast? What do we do now?" The female White Stork sect elder expressed disappointment.

"Sigh! What can we do? If my evaluations are correct, that geezer is as powerful as Ancestor Skutamoya. What can we do in this situation? Even the sect leader and the supreme elders will be powerless in this situation. We have no other options apart from reporting everything once the sect master arrives." Fairy Maki reasoned with disappointment.

In the sky, the old man, accompanied by a cattle, arrived in an instant deep in the Forsaken Forest. The elderly man entered the cave and vanished from sight.

Landing deep within the cave, the old man dropped the cattle and stood excellently, like a divine leader.

The old guy flung a purple stone the size of a fist with the shape of a diamond in front of the perturbed and terrified cattle.

"Touch the stone with your hooves."

"Moo?"

"It is for assessing your cultivation potential. It will not harm you."

"Moo?" Oris, the cattle, asked with his eyes wide open.

"No, silly, I do not speak cattle. I understand all beast languages since I am a divine beast as well, but if you were just an ordinary beast and not a divine beast, I wouldn't bother saving you from the clutches of those human cultivators."

"Moo?"

"Me? A human? Haha. This is just my third form. You will acquire your own humanoid form after you reach a specific level of cultivation. Well, we do not have enough time to discuss this. Now, touch the purple appraisal stone to assess your spiritual channels. As a divine beast, your spiritual channels should be greater than 600 or even 700. This indicates you have a good possibility of reaching the True Immortal stage in the future and becoming an unparalleled figure on the Bushbuck continent."

Oris quickly stepped his hoove on the purple appraisal stone.

CRASH!

'What the? As soon as I touched this stone, it crashed. I did not even exert any force on my leg.' Oris panicked to witness such a thing.

"Hahaha! Excellent! This is excellent! This signifies that your spiritual channels number over 800. Even divine beasts rarely possess such incredible potential. Now, use this gold appraisal stone to figure out your true potential. This golden appraisal stone is a celestial-grade treasure that belonged to an extraordinary character, but it fortunately fell into my hands. Though the purple appraisal stone is a superior-grade treasure, it only displays potential and aptitude. As for the gold appraisal stone, it shows all the necessary details of a person. Isn't that great? Now utilize it to assess your potential."

Stepping on the golden appraisal stone...

WANG!

PROFILE:

Name: Mafa Oris

Faction: None

Gender: Male

Race: Cattle divine beast

Age: About 1 year (Lifespan: 45)

Potential: 1000000

Level: None

Level gained abilities: None

Techniques: None

"One, O-one million spiritual channels?" As he dropped to his buttocks, the old geezer yelled in horror.