My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 216 - 141: Surging Undercurrents and the Power of the Holy Hand
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Chapter 216: Chapter 141: Surging Undercurrents and the Power of the Holy Hand
Wei Yinsuo, his face pale and contorted in pain, looked even more bewildered upon hearing this.
“Zhu Xuan… is dead.” Chong Jingtian felt a pang of shame as he said the words.
“Zhu Xuan…” Wei Yinsuo’s expression froze. His weak voice was laced with disbelief as it rose a few pitches. “Dead?”
Wei Yinsuo thought he must have misheard. Zhu Xuan wasn’t just his student; he was a Core Seed of the Judicial Court, possessing an Ink Jade Level Talent.
He was the successor in whom Wei Yinsuo had placed great hope, a potential candidate who could have vied for the position of Chief Judge. How could he possibly be dead?
After the initial disbelief, an overwhelming sense of absurdity filled his chest. For a moment, he even thought Chong Jingtian was playing a cruel joke on him.
“Chief Judge, this…” Wei Yinsuo didn’t even know what to ask, his head throbbing with a dull ache. “What in the world happened?! Who… Who killed him!”
“I bear the primary responsibility for this matter,” Chong Jingtian said grimly. “The one who killed him was Meng Qi.”
“Meng Qi?” A timid, shrinking figure surfaced in Wei Yinsuo’s mind—the young man who always followed Zhu Xuan around.
“He dared to kill Zhu Xuan?” Wei Yinsuo was still incredulous. “He *could* kill Zhu Xuan?”
“He is a…” Chong Jingtian thought for a long moment before saying, “a special life form, related to the Faceless Ghost. None of us saw it.”
Wei Yinsuo fell silent, then began to dry-heave, spitting out mouthfuls of black blood. He didn’t stop for a long time, and when he finally did, his voice was extremely weak. “And him? What about him?”
“Dead,” Jiang Shu Mo answered for him, seeing Chong Jingtian’s discomfort.
“He’s dead too?” Wei Yinsuo was stunned. He hadn’t expected so much to happen after he left.
“Mm,” Jiang Shu Mo nodded. “Killed by Teng Liang.”
’Teng Liang…’ Wei Yinsuo paused. ’Xia Hanshi’s student.’
“The whole story is too complicated to explain in just a few words. Your students are all waiting for you. Let them tell you about it.” Jiang Shu Mo gestured for the High-tier Judges outside to enter.
Chong Jingtian and the others told him to rest well and left the room.
Wei Yinsuo was helpless; he couldn’t possibly question Chong Jingtian.
“Teacher…” A few High-tier Judges stood to the side, their expressions full of worry.
“Uncle…” Xue Fei’s eyes were red.
“Xue Fei…” Wei Yinsuo locked his eyes on his nephew and said angrily, “What in the world happened? Didn’t I tell you to watch over Zhu Xuan?”
Xue Fei’s eyes flickered. With a complicated expression, he explained helplessly, “…Uncle, it’s not that I didn’t watch him. This whole affair is just…”
He explained everything, one detail at a time, from Zhu Xuan’s battle with Su Chen to his death, then to Meng Qi being killed, and finally to Teng Liang’s hearing.
’…To think he died inside the Judicial Court… and was even identified by Black Tuo Followers…’ Wei Yinsuo truly hadn’t expected things to be this complicated.
“Teacher, this whole thing is very strange. Teng Liang is still being held in the Judgment Department. Do you want to question him personally?” Xue Fei said in a low voice. “And then there’s that Su Chen. If it weren’t for that battle, which dealt such a blow to Zhu Xuan, maybe he wouldn’t have died.”
Wei Yinsuo was silent for a long time, his gaze turning cold. “Who told you to say that?”
“This…” Xue Fei faltered, then said awkwardly, “It’s all true. Many people can testify to it.”
“Get out,” Wei Yinsuo said coldly.
“Uncle,” Xue Fei called out.
“Get lost!” Wei Yinsuo barked, breaking into another fit of dry coughing.
“Please don’t be angry. I’ll leave right now.” Xue Fei looked terrified and quickly turned to leave. A flash of malice crossed his eyes. ’Old fool!’
Wei Yinsuo was left alone in the medical room. He stared at the ceiling, his eyes vacant.
“…So this is your Judicial Court. Such a good student, dead just like that… and inside the Judicial Court, no less…”
A voice suddenly echoed in his ears, but Wei Yinsuo was not surprised. He responded in his mind, ’Do you think we fooled them?’
The voice said, “More or less. You’re so badly injured that their suspicions will be limited. Besides, I exist in your body as a remnant of power. No one can detect anything unusual.”
Wei Yinsuo asked, ’Can you contact Ying Feng’s Black Tuo Followers and ask them why they came forward to identify him, and how Zhu Xuan really died?’
“You are about to possess a long and enduring life. He was just one student. There will be many more in the future. Why care so much?” The voice did not agree, only stating:
“It’s better that he’s dead now. For the sake of this matter, those higher-ups won’t probe you any further.”
Wei Yinsuo sighed. ’What a pity. I could have sacrificed him to Black Tuo. After all, an Ink Jade Talent is worth savoring.’
His words rendered even the voice silent.
’I didn’t expect Su Chen to be so powerful. No wonder your Divine Spirit has its eye on him… I hope you will honor your promise.’
“Rest assured. After we succeed, not only will you survive, but my Lord will also grant you a life so long you’ll grow tired of it yourself.”
…
“Old Wei… should be fine, right?” Chong Jingtian said, looking hesitantly at the two people beside him after leaving the medical ward.
You Shan said, “I couldn’t detect anything unusual with his Spirit Body. It was almost shattered, truly on the verge of death. I feel like he should be fine.”
“On the verge of death, but still not dead in the end. We can’t rule out a self-inflicted injury ploy.” Jiang Shu Mo shook his head, and You Shan frowned.
Jiang Shu Mo added, “But the injuries on his body won’t heal anytime soon, so we don’t have to worry too much for now.”
“I’m going to try to trace his origins from where he appeared and see if I can find any clues. The people from Yuan Capital are about to arrive anyway, so I can go greet them on the way.”
“Mm,” Chong Jingtian nodded, adding a warning, “Be careful.”
…
The news of Wei Yinsuo’s return with grave injuries caused quite a stir in the Judicial Court. Many people went to visit him one after another, shocked at the severity of his wounds.
At the same time, Zhu Xuan’s death was brought up again, accompanied by no shortage of sighs and laments.
There were even rumors that when Wei Yinsuo dragged his heavily injured body to see Zhu Xuan’s corpse, he broke down in tears on the spot and nearly fainted.
The lively atmosphere of the Yuanqing Festival faded away silently. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
In the Gravity Chamber, Su Chen’s brows were tightly furrowed. He was suspended in mid-air, his hair defying gravity as it drifted upward, as if submerged in an invisible ocean of energy.
Azure electric serpents writhed wildly around him. A cyan-gray cyclone swirled around the left side of his body, the airflow condensing into a mixture of ice crystals and dust. The right side of his body burned with a crimson-gold flame, its core constantly erupting and scorching the nearby air into distorted ripples.
These elemental powers intertwined and transformed, eventually merging into one before gradually subsiding.
[Secret Technique Master development progress has reached 50%. Professional Ability acquired—Holy Hand: Exhaust all Spiritual Power to enhance the next Professional Ability used.]
His professional development had reached 50%, awakening a new Professional Ability.
Su Chen slowly descended from mid-air, let out a breath, and reined in his roiling Spiritual Power, carefully examining the newly awakened ability.
’Exhaust Spiritual Power, enhance an attack…’ Su Chen’s curiosity was piqued, and he decided to try it out immediately.
As he tried to activate the new ability, he immediately felt his Spiritual Power being continuously drawn out, gathering at a certain point in his body and transforming into a special kind of energy.
But soon, his head began to feel fuzzy—a clear sign that his Spiritual Power was being drained dry.
Fortunately, he had been experiencing this sensation frequently while trying to fulfill the requirements for the [Reverser] profession, so he could still endure it for a bit.
’Damn it, my head is already fuzzy. How am I supposed to fight like this?’ Su Chen forced himself to hold on. He had wanted to build up power, but he was in no condition to do so now, afraid he would lose control and make a fool of himself.
He decided to just use the Thunder Undying Armor. In an instant, the strange power gathered from his spirit erupted.
Su Chen’s body was nearly engulfed by blazing thunderbolts, which then rapidly converged, shifting from a wild, explosive state to a condensed one.
The lightning was forcibly compressed into liquid plasma, flowing rapidly along the lines of Su Chen’s muscles and veins.
This incandescent white fluid cooled instantly upon touching his skin, solidifying into a crystalline layer with a metallic sheen.
Interlocking plates fit together as tightly as dragon scales, swiftly forming a suit of Thunder Armor that covered his entire body. Within each piece of armor, flowing patterns of lightning were sealed.
“It’s definitely much stronger.”
Su Chen fought through his exhaustion, looking at the Thunder Armor that covered his body. To get a clear view of the ability’s changes, he hadn’t applied its enhancement to his Scale Armor.


