Netan followed Brahlan into one of the biggest buildings in the mini city. The building was a yellow colour which took away some of it's appeal but it was still massive and awe inspiring.
The reception was being worked by a young woman. She was in a red coloured uniform. She looked at Brahlan come inside with the group. She pointed to the side where there was a pathway.
Brahlan went there with the group. It was a long path till they reached a large room. In the center of the room was a huge crystal.
"This crystal will be able to detect your affinity to celestial energy. All of you will be able to harness celestial energy, but some easier than others. Hard work can bridge this gap, but talent will play a huge part in your ease of life here at the Peacock Federation. We will start from the oldest," Brahlan said.
The oldest, Poole, came forward.
"Touch the crystal with both of your palms," Brahlan instructed. Poole followed Brahlan's words.
Brahlan pointed his staff at Poole and shot a beam of light at him. The beam did not hurt Poole, but he winced when it travelled through him.
Poole's body shined brightly as the light travelled through him. Some of this light started escaping his body and created a halo around him.
The light left inside Poole finally reached the crystal. The crystal first became grey coloured. The grey slowly changed to green, and then blue. It stopped changing color then.
Poole looked at Brahlan, hoping he would explain the colour.
"The different colours you will observe are Grey, Green, Blue, Purple and Gold. Each represent the expected level you will be at in ten years with average level of effort," Brahlan said.
"You have power levels?" Arnob asked.
"Yes. Celestials themselves cannot be ranked, but those are only the upper echelons of the religions.
The vast number of the celestials that you will even encounter are properly ranked from Rank 1 to Rank 9, 1 being the weakest.
Grey represents those who will reach Rank 2.
Green for those who reach Rank 4-5.
Blue represents those who have the potential to reach Rank 7 or even Rank 8. You will be valued highly at the Peacock Federation," Brahlan said.
"What about Purple then?" Poole asked. He was curious at the colour above his.
"People whose talent is Purple level are very rare. You come across one in ten million. Every generation has perhaps two or three of these geniuses.
They can reach Rank 9 without doubt. These geniuses are the only ones who even have a chance to surpass Rank 9," Brahlan said.
"What about gold?" Netan asked.
"Gold," Brahlan sighed. "Gold is just a hypothetical colour. Even some real celestials don't have that affinity with celestial energy. None of you need to worry about it.
There has never been anyone who has reached the gold colour recorded in the history of the Peacock Federation and before even," Brahlan said.
"Now that you all understand, the next one can come," Brahlan ushered the next in line.
Arnob was also a blue level talent, along with Amili. The rest were Green level. Netan, being the youngest there, was the last to go towards the crystal.
"Place your palms on the crystal," Brahlan said. Brahlan was also curious on what talent level Netan would receive.
Brahlan pointed his staff at Netan and released the beam of light. Netan braced for impact, but he didn't feel the beam like he did when Raes had hit him.
This time Netan felt something warm inside. He didn't want to lose this warmth and felt himself hugging himself.
Previously everyone had emitted a halo of light, but Netan had no such halo around him.
The crystal quickly changed colour from colourless to grey. The grey turned to green and then blue. This blue turned purple. All this happened twice as fast compared to everyone else.
Netan opened his eyes and saw the purple colour in front of him. He saw a hint of gold and suddenly retracted his hands.
"Purple is good right?!" Netan exclaimed.
Brahlan nodded with an ecstatic expression on his face. He didn't think he would see such a rare occurrence.
Meanwhile the remaining students had a complicated expression. They were showing a mixture of happiness and surprise.
They weren't surprised that Netan was a purple level talent. They were still new to the celestial world so they didn't fully comprehend the rarity of Netan's talent.
What they were truly surprised was Netan's expression. They knew him since he was a child and he never made any expression no matter how big the matter was.
He had topped several exams but he didn't care, yet he acted so surprised here. They found it hard to believe.
"Are there any special benefits I get?" Netan asked Brahlan.
Brahlan looked at Netan whose smile had faded.
"Yes. You will be given better level Energy cultivation methods and resources, but you have to maintain sincerity in cultivating. But that aside, congratulations!" Brahlan laughed heartily.
Netan shook the wide spread hand of Brahlan. He smiled widely. Brahlan had never seen a smile seem so fake.