My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 401 - 233: Reactions (2)

“That’s right.” Wei Zhenghong nodded. They walked forward side by side. “There are indeed people specifically assigned to work in the Nether Realm.”

“However, they have to be rotated out periodically. The Nether Realm really takes a toll on you. Stay too long, and you’ll go crazy. If there’s no reason to, it’s best not to go.”

“I see.” Su Chen was thoughtful. ’But what if a Professional Ability requires you to go to the Nether Realm?’

“You mean the Delirious Words Trial?” Wei Zhenghong asked in return, then shook his head. “Never mind, never mind. I’m asking too many questions.”

“If you want to go to the Nether Realm, you do need to get a mental anchor first. I have a buddy who’s a Steward in the Nether Hall. Let me ask him for you.”

Wei Zhenghong was a man of action. He immediately opened his virtual terminal to contact someone. Text appeared on the screen, indicating it was trying to connect.

It rang once, twice, five times, ten times…

Wei Zhenghong’s expression gradually darkened. A long time passed before the call finally connected, and a large, somewhat simple and honest-looking face appeared on the screen.

“Xiao Feng,” Wei Zhenghong said, his tone unfriendly. “What took you so long to answer?”

Steward Feng’s eyes darted away as he hurriedly explained, “I was just busy.”

Su Chen suddenly pictured a scene in his mind: this Steward Feng staring at the suddenly appearing virtual screen, hesitating, before finally steeling himself to answer the call.

“This is our new Star Seed, Su Chen.” Wei Zhenghong didn’t press the issue and scanned Su Chen with his wristband.

“Ah, so you’re Su Xingzhong.” Steward Feng greeted him quickly.

“A pleasure,” Su Chen replied.

Wei Zhenghong had already asked bluntly, “He wants to go to the Nether Realm. Does he still need to anchor his mental trace?”

“Yes, yes!” Steward Feng nodded quickly, breathing an inward sigh of relief. ’It seems this won’t require me to break any rules.’

“Where do I need to go for the anchoring?” Su Chen asked.

This Steward Feng was very knowledgeable about his work. He immediately said, “You don’t need to come in person. Just grant me the authority to access a sample of your spirit.”

“However, the mental anchoring process takes some time. We also need to build an altar at your residence.”

’I don’t even have to go in person?’ Su Chen raised an eyebrow. ’This is perfect, but it seems I’ll only be able to enter the Nether Realm from a fixed location. That might not give me the result I’m looking for.’

Wei Zhenghong pushed Steward Feng’s contact information to him, and Su Chen quickly granted the other party permission to access his spirit sample for the Nether Realm anchoring.

After some small talk, the two arrived at the port.

“I won’t see you back. I’m going to see if Shen Yi’an is finished,” Wei Zhenghong said, seeming somewhat impatient. He boarded his eye-catching Ba Yun and left in a hurry.

’This Star Seed is really something…’ Su Chen thought, unsure how to describe him. For now, though, it seemed Wei Zhenghong was on his side.

The port supervisor was already waiting to one side. Su Chen already had two flying vessels checked out under his name. Normally, he would have had to return one before he could take out another.

But Star Seeds, well, they always have privileges.

The port supervisor didn’t hesitate to prepare a third standard-issue Flying Device for him.

……

「Meanwhile」

In a room that resembled a laboratory, numerous instruments were placed all around. To the left was a glass container where a bewitching, bright red flower was in full bloom.

There were many staff members hurrying about, and the person in charge was staring nervously at the center of the area.

There, a ball of blood-red flame burned, accompanied by suppressed, heavy roars.

At a certain moment, his pupils constricted, and he shouted, “It’s a success!”

In the central area, the blood-red flame gradually faded, revealing a panting Lan Hao.

The person in charge ran up, his voice filled with excitement. “Lord Lan Hao, you have successfully acquired your profession.”

Lan Hao seemed not to have fully processed it yet. The intense pain from acquiring the profession had just made him wish he could die on the spot.

A long time passed before he came back to his senses. Someone had already dressed him.

He looked at his own palm, opening and clenching it. A blood-red symbol surfaced on his skin. The vacant look in his eyes was gradually replaced by excitement.

“I finally succeeded!” He couldn’t help but clench his fist.

Someone was waiting nearby. A man with silver hair and a cold, stern face, who looked like a butler, stepped forward and said in a low voice:

“Young Master, this profession provides a powerful boost to your combat abilities. With this, your ranking should rise considerably.”

Lan Hao took a deep breath. He understood, of course. A Phoenix’s first special profession wasn’t very useful for direct combat.

But this second one was completely different. Combined with his main Professional Ability, his head-on combat strength would see a significant boost.

Perhaps he’d have a chance to compete with Wan Chen before he acquired a third special profession. He was still bitter about his last defeat.

He opened the Holy List and found his rank. Lan Hao was suddenly stunned. “389? I dropped by one spot. Who moved up?”

“Young Master,” the butler beside him hesitated for a moment before replying, “It was Lord Su Chen.”

“Su Chen?” Lan Hao’s heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t help but say, “He really was assessed as Tier Five.”

On the ship, he had seen a battle recording of Lin Yue, using Tier Five strength, fighting Su Chen to a standstill. He had estimated back then that Su Chen would have beaten him nine times out of ten.

So it was only natural that Su Chen’s rank was now above his.

’But that was then…’ Lan Hao’s heart stirred.

Both Lin Yue and Wan Chen had clashed with Su Chen indirectly. He was the only one who still hadn’t fought him.

’This is my chance. I’ve acquired the Nourisher profession. My power is on a completely different level now. Maybe I have a shot at defeating him.’

Thinking of this, he put Wan Chen out of his mind and scrolled up, searching for Su Chen’s position.

But soon, his expression froze. He exclaimed in shock, “299? The top of Tier Five!”

The butler beside him remained silent. Although it had only just happened, the real-time nature of information within the Sect’s territory had already caused a huge uproar.

“How did he…” Lan Hao found it unbelievable. If Su Chen had only been a few ranks higher than him, or around the same as Wan Chen…

…he could have accepted it, even been eager for a fight. But this rank was far beyond his expectations.

’Just how strong is he?’

Lan Hao’s expression flickered. He gritted his teeth. “Let’s go! To the challenge room!”

He was incredibly curious, and his heart was also filled with some other indescribable emotion.

This was his father’s residence. Even in the core area of Copper Heart, it still had a private challenge room built in.

As soon as he entered, he couldn’t wait to shout, “Challenge rank 299.”

“Target confirmed. Rank 299, Star Seed Su Chen. Simulating training projection…”

Soon, a simulated projection was outlined in the center of the room, but it was also faceless.

This was also to prevent resentment from building up over time from constantly fighting and losing to a projection that had a recognizable face.

The silver-haired butler stood quietly outside the challenge room, where a virtual screen displayed everything happening inside.

Lan Hao took a deep breath, his spirits high. The countdown in his ear kept shrinking. He thought to himself, ’Come on. Let me see just how…’

Before the thought was complete, the countdown ended.

And in that mere instant, his pupils suddenly constricted.

An invisible ripple spread through the empty space before the projection. A formless torrent of spirit surged forth, and a face that was seventy to eighty percent similar to Su Chen’s emerged, rushing straight at him.

’A Mental Attack?’

His heart tightened. He rapidly mobilized his own Spiritual Power, attempting to construct a defense, but it was useless. His efforts were shattered and scattered by the impact.

BOOM!

The world spun before his eyes.

In a daze, Lan Hao saw a radiant figure—cold, solemn, majestic, and filled with divinity—looking down on him.

It was Su Chen!

Before this figure, he felt so small and insignificant. His sordid little thought of ’defeating Su Chen to gain some psychological comfort’ was laid completely bare.

He even felt a sense of shame, believing he had been so disrespectful to Su Chen that he deserved to die a thousand deaths…

“Combat has ended,” a cold voice sounded in his ear. The divine radiance before him vanished, pulling him back to reality.

Lan Hao was panting heavily, only to realize that at some point, he had fallen to his knees on the ground.