Godly Revival System: I Buy My Killer's Stats Chapter 603: Great Elder Golden Horn

The Old Minotaur wanted to witness exactly how Ethan’s ability to sense the Spirit Stones worked.

Thus, as soon as he heard that Ethan had awakened, he imdiately rushed to him.

’...’

Hearing that, Ethan remained silent.

Even though Ethan had no problem submitting 100 Spirit Stones per month, he had a problem if soone wanted to watch how he used his ability to find them.

’Even though these Minotaurs seed to be a bit dumb, I can’t secretly toss the Spirit Stones and act like I found them.’

Ethan already had a throbbing head, and with this, he felt the pain increase.

However, after a few monts of silence, Ethan’s eyes lit up with excitent as he ford a new plan.

"Great Elder, I have no problem in displaying my ability."

Once he thought of the plan, Ethan didn’t waste any ti and acted on it.

"However, when there are others around , my focus will be greatly affected and I won’t be able to sense the Spirit Stones."

The Minotaurs might be dumb, and using so proper logic, it would be very easy to convince them, and the Old Minotaur was not any different.

"Is that so?"

The Old Minotaur didn’t doubt Ethan’s words, and of course, other than Ethan’s logic, there were various reasons behind it.

One of them was obviously the fact that this human had received the blessing of their Origin Spirit.

If he was lying about his ability or had any hidden malice toward the Stonehorn Bull Tribe, he would have already been struck down by the Origin Spirit.

Since Ethan survived the blessing, and even awakened the Stonehorn Bull Bloodline—a bloodline unique to the tribe mbers—the Old Minotaur had already declared Ethan as an official mber of the Stonehorn Bull Tribe to the other Minotaurs in the tribe.

Moreover, since Ethan’s supposed ability was tied to his senses, it was only natural that his concentration would be disrupted if others were nearby.

’All I care about are the Spirit Stones. So, there is no need to think much about being unable to witness the ability in person.’

This was the Old Minotaur’s thought as he decided to suppress his curiosity.

If the other party couldn’t use his ability in the presence of others, he had no choice but to give up on it.

"However, with the upgraded ability, I think I can manage even one or two Minotaurs with ."

Seeing the disappointnt flicker in the Old Minotaur’s eyes, Ethan knew his plan was working. So, he struck while the iron was hot and guessed that his ability might work even if there were a few Minotaurs with him.

Of course, even though he said a few, Ethan indirectly ant only one Minotaur, and that one Minotaur would be the Old Minotaur who was curious to personally watch his ability.

"Really? Great."

When he heard Ethan’s words, the Old Minotaur was first stunned, then quickly beca excited and said, "I will accompany you... If you are uncomfortable and unable to use your ability, I will leave you alone and let you focus on your work."

Everything went as he planned, making Ethan heave a sigh of relief.

’Good. As long as he is alone with , I can complete my previous plan.’ Ethan muttered in his heart, his expression calm but his mind brimming with excitent.

That’s right!

Ethan’s plan had never changed—it was still to kill the Old Minotaur when they were alone and then revive him with the [Godly General Revival Ability]. Once that was done, the Old Minotaur would fall under his control.

’Once I do that, this entire Stonehorn Bull Tribe will be mine.’

Just the thought sent a thrill through Ethan’s chest.

Even though he still hadn’t figured out why so many Peak Nascent Soul Realm Minotaurs obeyed a Perfected Golden Core Realm Old Minotaur, the situation was clearly in his favour.

Ethan might have the ability to kill the Nascent Soul Realm, but he had to be careful in this Void Secret Realm, where he still hadn’t assessed the true power of the Minotaurs.

What if the Peak Nascent Soul Realm Minotaur was stronger than the Peak Nascent Soul Realm Human?

If he was careless, he would be done for, and he would have to give up on the Void Secret Realm.

Compared to attempting such a risky move on one of those Peak Nascent Soul experts, executing his plan on the Old Minotaur was far safer.

"Shall we go now, or do you still need so ti?"

The Old Minotaur was eager to witness Ethan’s ability in action, but seeing that Ethan was still pale and in pain, he wondered if he should allow him a day’s rest.

"No. Since I have received the Great Elder’s grace and even the blessing of the Origin Spirit, I should not waste any ti and must start working imdiately."

Even though his head was still throbbing with pain, Ethan had no intention of delaying his plan. The sooner he executed it, the sooner the Stonehorn Bulls would be under his thumb.

"Haha... human, the more I talk to you, the more I like you."

Seeing Ethan rise from the stone bed, showing no hesitation and no laziness, the Old Minotaur’s mood lifted. His thick bull-like lips curled into a rare smile as he praised Ethan’s determination.

"Your dedication and resolve... no wonder you were blessed by the Origin Spirit and even awakened the Special Bloodline."

The Old Minotaur patted Ethan’s back.

Soon, Ethan and the Old Minotaur left the city to test Ethan’s unique ability.

As they walked, Ethan suddenly asked, "Great Elder, if it’s alright, may I know your na?"

Although Ethan had stayed in the Servant Village filled with humans, he had never mingled with anyone.

Moreover, Minotaurs did not consider mortal humans their equals, so they never bothered sharing nas or asking for them—much like how cultivators treated mortals as ants, except for a rare few with kind hearts.

But unlike most cultivators who could slaughter mortals at a whim, the Minotaurs did not mistreat them.

In fact, they provided at to humans every few days to ensure their survival. This had left Ethan with a surprisingly favourable impression of the Minotaurs.

Still, since this Old Minotaur was soon to beco his subordinate, Ethan wanted to know his na.

"Oh, right!" The Old Minotaur blinked as though realising sothing. "I was so caught up in the recent turn of events that I forgot to introduce myself."

He puffed his chest and proudly declared, "My na is Golden Horn, Great Elder of the Stonehorn Bull Tribe and leader of Stonehorn City."

"It’s a majestic na, Sir Golden Horn," Ethan praised with a faint smile.

"Thank you, human." Golden Horn was clearly pleased as he nodded. Then, for the first ti, he asked, "And you? What is your na?"

Normally, Minotaurs had no interest in humans or their nas, but Ethan was no longer a re human.

He had awakened their bloodline and received the Origin Spirit’s blessing to upgrade his ability—his status was now equal to any Minotaur warrior in the tribe.

"It’s Ethan," he answered simply, using his real na.

Since he was in the Void Secret Realm and no one knew about his ’Kai’ identity, Ethan decided to use his real na.

Moreover, it was his plan to use the na ’Ethan’ when he ventured into the Void Secret Realms and the World Secret Realms alone.

"Not bad." Golden Horn nodded. For Minotaurs like him, human nas might be aningless, but he wasn’t so rude as to say it aloud.

It was because with Ethan’s help... even though it might take ti, the tribe would rise to new heights.

"Sir Golden Horn," Ethan said smoothly, "if you don’t mind, can you tell about this world? And about the other tribes?"

He seized the opportunity to ask about the Void Secret Realm. To the Minotaurs, it wasn’t a "void secret realm" but their entire world.

Golden Horn slowed his steps, his massive hooves thudding against the rocky ground. "So, you wish to know? Very well. Since you are now one of us, it is only right that you learn."

As the warrior of the Stonehorn Bull Tribe, Ethan should know about the duties of other warriors... that’s what Golden Horn believed. So, he started explaining things about the Feral Mountain Realm.

As the Old Minotaur began to speak of the Void Secret Realm, Ethan listened intently.

And the more he heard, the more his eyes flickered in shock.

’Looks like this Void Secret Realm is far more complicated and powerful than I thought...’

’...but it only makes things interesting.’

Once Ethan ca to this conclusion, a faint smile curved on his lips. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

"What happened, Ethan?" Golden Horn halted as well, his heavy hooves grinding against the rocky ground as he looked at Ethan with curiosity.

"There..." Ethan pointed toward a shadowed ridge in the distance, his eyes narrowing as if he were sensing sothing hidden. "I sense pure Spirit Essence in that direction."

Without waiting for the Great Elder’s reply, Ethan bolted ahead, his movents swift and precise, like a predator chasing prey. Of course, he knew Golden Horn would follow—there was no way the Old Minotaur would let him wander alone when the matter involved Spirit Stones.

"I will make it quick." Ethan’s voice echoed lightly as he vanished into the mouth of a narrow cave.

Golden Horn’s massive body squeezed through the jagged entrance monts later, the ground trembling with each step. The cave was damp, its air thick with the faint fragrance of spirit energy.

But before the Great Elder could say a word, Ethan turned, his eyes sharp and rciless. His hand struck like lightning—precise, lethal, unstoppable.

[Azure Dragon Claw]

’Swiish’

’Slash’

"What? Why....why are you...How is this possible?"

Golden Horn’s eyes widened in disbelief as his body stiffened, blood spilling from his mouth. For a Peak Golden Core expert like Ethan, killing a Perfected Golden Core Minotaur who was already worn down by age was as easy as snapping a twig.

With a dull thud, Golden Horn’s massive body crashed onto the stone floor. His once-proud horns, already worn and chipped, scraped against the cavern wall as silence fell.

"Ti to use the [Godly General Revival Ability]."

Ethan’s gaze burned with anticipation. He had no ti to waste—before another Minotaur sensed the death of their elder, he needed to bind Golden Horn to his will.

He activated the ability. Golden light surged from his core, spreading like a divine brand across Golden Horn’s corpse. But then—

[Ding! Target cannot be revived with the Godly General Revival Ability.]

"What?" Ethan’s expression froze, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints. "I... can’t revive him?"