My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 266 - 167: Tier 4? Su Chen?

Chapter 266: Chapter 167: Tier 4? Su Chen?

Even though he had observed the emotional reactions of many professions on the system panel before, Su Chen couldn’t help but marvel. ’It can even work like this?’

’Keep it up, everyone.’

Su Chen thought to himself, ’This is basically like getting a profession for free.’

“What are you so lost in thought about?” Sang Hanhai called out when Su Chen didn’t respond for a while.

“Oh…” Su Chen snapped out of it. “I was just thinking that this kind of profession would work best with a rapid-recovery type. Does the Translation Department have anything like that?”

“What do you think this place is, a magic treasure chest?” Sang Hanhai was speechless. “Healing injuries requires a Medical Master’s help. As for the kind you’re talking about—extremely rapid self-healing—if we had something like that, you would’ve known about it long ago.”

“Besides, according to what Tang Chen said, the more severe the injury, the greater the enhancement. If you heal your injuries, doesn’t that get rid of the enhancement?”

“I reckon the best way to use this profession is while lightly injured.”

Although Sang Hanhai spoke of it with disdain, the profession wasn’t truly useless, or the Translation Department wouldn’t have accepted it.

“Alright.”

Su Chen was clearly disappointed that he didn’t get the rapid self-healing profession he wanted.

He made a bit more small talk with Sang Hanhai, asking him to check for any other decent special professions, before taking the case and departing.

Back at his residence, Su Chen went to the Gravity Chamber. His Telekinesis stirred, automatically pulling the door shut.

’Spiritualist…’ A glint appeared in Su Chen’s eyes. He opened the case, reached out, and grasped a floating portion of Spiritual Essence. It darted about in his hand like a slippery fish.

’Become a Spiritualist!’

With a mere thought, the wisp of Spiritual Essence in his fingertips began to tremble violently. The pale golden Energy form started to flow in reverse, creeping up the pathways of his bones and bringing a faint, stinging sensation wherever it passed.

The instant it surged into his skull, Su Chen’s pupils erupted in a pale golden light, and it felt as though a liquid of melted, bone-chilling ice was pouring into his mind.

[Successfully became a Spiritualist. Obtained Professional Ability—Spirit Body. Skill Proficiency acquisition rate increased by 50%.]

’Another 50%.’ Su Chen took a moment to recover. Given his current level, his body’s reaction to the new profession wasn’t intense, and he adapted quickly.

’I wonder if I’ve reached the Scarlet Level.’ After adapting for a moment, Su Chen took out the Talent Detection Device and placed both hands on it. Two streams of inky light appeared, just as before, but they were now as deep and dark as oil.

’Still haven’t made it… Looks like the gap is still pretty wide. But judging by the color, I must be at the very limit of the Mo Cui level.’ Su Chen had already prepared himself for this, so he wasn’t disappointed. Talent was different from Professional Tiers; it improved linearly rather than in discrete jumps.

’As for this remaining Spiritual Essence, I’d better hide it for now.’ Su Chen closed the box and tossed it into his Storage Space. ’The fact that I only needed one portion to initiate the profession might not seem like a good thing to Old Chong and the others.’

…

“The Elder Council has finished its discussion and decided on a preliminary plan.”

「Early the next morning.」

In the central conference room of the Judicial Court, Chong Jingtian’s expression was grave. Xia Hanshi sat to his left, with Jiang Shu Mo and the others seated in sequence. The opposite side of the table, however, was empty.

“According to our initial intelligence, the scale of the Faceless Ghost Followers is exceptionally large, and their Divine Statue is three thousand meters tall.”

An image was projected before them, showing Faceless Men in hooded robes walking slowly through a hazy mist. Behind them, the massive Divine Statue was faintly visible.

Even without witnessing it in person, the sense of oppression was palpable.

“To play it safe, four elders, myself included, will be deployed. One elder will remain behind to guard Ying Feng,” Chong Jingtian said in a somber voice. “Additionally, the Security Department will deploy seventy percent of its personnel.”

“The Subordinate Cities have been ordered to send fifty percent of their forces as reinforcements to form a coalition army.”

“Xia Hanshi and Lei Tieyan will guard the Judicial Court. Everyone else will depart with me in a few days. The other Judges are already on their way back.”

No one objected to these standard orders. Jiang Shu Mo hesitated for a moment before asking, “Then what do we do about Wu Chenpei?”

Ying Feng was deploying nearly all its forces, leaving only a single elder to stand guard. Wu Chenpei was a ticking time bomb, and they did not trust him.

“Wu Chenpei…” Chong Jingtian’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he sensed something. He swallowed the words he was about to say and said lightly, “He’s here.”

The others sensed it as well. They composed their expressions and turned to look at the door.

A moment later, a knock sounded. Wu Chenpei pushed the door open and entered. His gaze swept over the crowd, lingered on Xia Hanshi for a moment, and then settled on Chong Jingtian. “Chief, for what reason have you summoned me?”

“Please, have a seat.” Chong Jingtian gestured with his hand. Only then did Jiang Shu Mo realize that the opposite side of the table had been reserved for Wu Chenpei.

Wu Chenpei sat down and greeted the others, his gaze slowly settling on Xia Hanshi. “It’s been a while, Judge Xia. You’re looking as distinguished as ever.”

“Can’t compare to you,” Xia Hanshi said coolly.

The atmosphere between the two was clearly tense. Chong Jingtian stepped in at the right moment, saying gently, “Saint Envoy, we’ve asked you here today to request your assistance.”

“Oh?” Wu Chenpei feigned surprise. “Is there something else that requires my help?”

Seeing him play dumb, Chong Jingtian didn’t get angry. He said slowly, “An army of Faceless Ghost Followers is bearing down on our borders, and Ying Feng must treat this threat with the utmost seriousness. As a Tier Seven Professional, we hope you will lend us your full support.”

“Well…” Wu Chenpei put on a troubled expression. “We do share a common enemy, and in principle, I should offer my assistance, but…!”

“You old…” Xia Hanshi didn’t let him finish, cutting him off with a cold, blunt tone. “We don’t have time for this bullshit. We need to focus on the enemy, which means we won’t have time to deal with you. Two choices. Either you help, or we’ll team up and kill you first.”

Wu Chenpei’s face stiffened. Chong Jingtian didn’t even glance at Xia Hanshi, as if he had long expected him to say that, and just stared silently at Wu Chenpei.