My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 361 - 214: Surging Undercurrents

Less than three minutes passed from the time the door opened to when they left. Su Chen’s eyes narrowed.

He was still chewing; the meat was crisp yet tough. It seemed to be the heart of a Mutant Species called a Tiger Dolphin.

“We should leave as soon as possible,” Lan Hao said, pulling his gaze back. He felt a vague sense of unease.

“There’s no rush. We’ve already ordered. Wouldn’t it be a waste not to eat?” Su Chen said, placating him.

Lan Hao was truly on edge, terrified someone would suddenly burst in and attack.

After the weaselly-looking man left, he hurried down several corridors on the same floor before entering another private room.

Three people were already waiting inside.

The moment he entered, he spoke with unconcealed excitement, “It’s confirmed. It’s him—Su Chen.”

“So it really is him…” The expressions of the other three shifted. “I thought I’d made a mistake.”

The weaselly-looking man added quickly, “This is a rare opportunity! He’s only a Tier Four Professional.”

“That’s three billion Star Coins we’re talking about! An opportunity like this won’t come knocking twice.”

“He’s not the one we’re worried about,” the scar-faced, middle-aged man in the center said gravely. “He’s a Star Seed of the Bronze Sect.”

The weaselly-looking man cut in impatiently, “So what if he’s from the Bronze Sect? We kill him, hide in the Nether Fog, and who’s going to find us?”

“We just wait for the heat to die down, then we re-emerge, go our separate ways, and get new identities. Who would ever know?”

The man beside Scar-face spoke up. “But word is, the Bronze Ancient King’s youngest disciple is with him. Qing Cang, the Breath of Wind—he’s a Tier Nine Professional.”

“Even a Tier Nine needs time to react. I’ve already checked it out—where they’re staying is a good distance from here.”

Seeing the others hesitate, the weaselly man pressed on through gritted teeth:

“More importantly, there’s only one Qing Cang, but there are four of us. We make the kill, then split up and run. We do everything we can to get out of the Balance Dao Central Hub. After that, it’s just a matter of who gets unlucky.”

“If we miss this chance, we’ll never get another one this good!”

It was a pure gamble with their lives. But instead of hesitating, the ruthlessness on the other three men’s faces grew. A three-out-of-four chance of survival wasn’t low.

“What a brilliant idea.” Just as the three were steeling their resolve, a long, leisurely sigh suddenly echoed through the room. “What a pity…”

The four men’s expressions changed in an instant. In a corner of the room, a figure in an azure robe had appeared out of nowhere.

“You…” The scar-faced man’s eye twitched, his face a mask of horror. “Qing Cang?!”

He hastily tried to explain. “We were just talking! We’ll leave this instant, this instant!”

Qing Cang’s gaze swept over the four men in utter silence, yet they felt the pressure on them suddenly multiply.

The weaselly-looking man was the first to break. Gritting his teeth, he made a bolt for the door.

The moment he moved, a chill ran through him. A biting wind from an unknown source pierced his clothes and flooded his body, making him feel as if he were stranded in a frozen wasteland.

At the same time, everything around him began to expand.

“Th… th… th…”

The scar-faced man and the other two watched in horror as the weaselly man’s body shrank to the size of a palm. He was still running, suspended in mid-air, enveloped in a layer of pearlescent wind.

Then, Qing Cang’s gaze fell upon the other three.

………

’Hmm… So the Royal Court’s Hanhai Emperor is using his birthday celebration as an opportunity to summon the Five Great Sects for a council.’

Su Chen opened his Wristband while he ate, pulling up what was called the Prophet’s Review, a collection of recent major events.

’Suspected to be related to the “Flaming Meteor” incident from three years ago.’

At the end was an annotation from the Prophet Council; their notes were the most important part.

The antsy Lan Hao couldn’t help but look over when he heard that. “The Flaming Meteor?”

“You know about it?” Su Chen asked, surprised.

“Yeah.” Lan Hao glanced at Su Chen’s plate. Some kind of meat had been arranged in an exquisite pattern, making it difficult to identify.

“A Morning Star Tier from the Royal Court discovered a burning Flame Fire somewhere in the Nether Fog,” Lan Hao recalled, “but he drowned in it.”

“The Nether Fog and Flame Fire are natural opposites, as incompatible as fire and water. The fact that a Flame Fire could continue to burn inside the Nether Fog caused quite a stir back then.”

“Later, rumors spread that a Moonlight Tier Professional had been born from that Flame Fire.”

“Moonlight Tier…” Su Chen even stopped chewing for a moment.

’Moonlight Tier is above Morning Star Tier. That’s the level of an Ancient King—a true Top Level titan of the Dust Star Sea.’

’I can’t even imagine how absurd the requirements for a profession of that tier must be.’

“But then, all news about it just vanished. No one knows what happened,” Lan Hao added. He couldn’t help but speculate, “The Royal Court is probably summoning the Five Great Sects again because they still want to get to the bottom of it, but they don’t want to bear the cost alone.”

Coming from an extraordinary background, Lan Hao was quite knowledgeable about such matters.

Su Chen grew thoughtful. ’These matters are too far removed from me. I can only treat it as an interesting story.’

He read on—

’According to statistics… the ring of Nether Fog has shrunk by another 0.5% compared to a year ago, and it continues to encroach upon the Dust Star Sea…’

’The Dust Star Sea was essentially an uncorrupted space within the Nether Fog, like a lone island in the ocean. And now, the sea level was rising.’

Time passed. As Su Chen continued to read and eat, he formed a more concrete picture of the Dust Star Sea. And amidst all the food, the hearts of 24 different types of Mutant Species also found their way into his stomach.

The requirements for the Nourisher profession were now complete.

PHEW… Su Chen let out a long breath, drained the wine from his cup, and nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad…”