My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Chapter 241: Chapter 154: Dirty Trick, Obtaining the Spiritualist

“Fine. The bet’s off, then.” He shook his head in a tactical retreat, sighing. “Truly…”

He left the sentence unfinished, but the implication of disappointment hung even heavier in the air.

His words were like fuel to a fire. On the Translation Department’s side, angry glares fixed on him, and the sound of ragged breathing filled the air. They even looked at Pu Zhenghong’s back with confusion.

Sang Hanhai silently gritted his teeth, equally baffled. ’Does my senior brother really not have a plan?’

“The bet’s off?” Su Chen suddenly heard this. ’Then what about my Spiritualist?’

’What’s with Old Pu? Did he choke?’

“Heh…” Hearing Tang Chen, Pu Zhenghong’s lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, the deep lines on his face trembling. He suddenly called out, “Su Chen.”

“Here.” Su Chen had been focused on the unfolding situation. He immediately stepped out from the crowd.

All eyes converged on him, filled with surprise and confusion. Only a select few revealed an indescribable emotion in their gazes.

The only ones who knew he was a Celestial-Appointed Translator were Sang Hanhai and Qin Qiyuan’s subordinates, and they had all signed a Secret Contract, preventing them from revealing it.

The vast majority of the Translation Department, particularly the mid- to low-ranking members, had no idea a Celestial-Appointed Translator like Su Chen even existed.

Sang Hanhai was astonished. ’My senior brother really doesn’t have a plan…’

’But why call Su Chen out?’

’His resonance takes time; deciphering it on the spot is impossible. He can’t be just trying to bluff them, can he?’

“Su Chen…” Tang Chen’s brow furrowed slightly as he sized up the young man who had just walked out from the crowd.

It was the same young man who had just entered. He had assumed he was an ordinary staff member, but it seemed he was wrong.

He couldn’t understand what Pu Zhenghong was doing. ’Calling out some random kid? Has he lost his mind?’

“Take a look.” Pu Zhenghong pressed the Holy Word Stone into Su Chen’s hands as he approached.

Su Chen accepted it without protest and examined it closely.

But a moment later, he froze. A look of confusion crossed his face. ’The panel didn’t appear?’

’What’s going on?’

Su Chen couldn’t help but flip it over, examining both sides. Still nothing.

’It can’t be…’ A sudden suspicion arose in Su Chen’s mind.

’The panel is never wrong. If there were a profession on this thing, it would have been recorded. Not even a Great Venerable could escape it.’

’Since it wasn’t recorded, there’s only one possibility: there’s no profession on this thing at all.’

’So they’re playing dirty…’ Su Chen realized. ’Last time, Old Sang and the others were probably driven mad by this exact trick—a Holy Word Stone with no profession on it. When they couldn’t decipher it, they must have thought their own skills weren’t good enough.’

’But how did these guys manage to inscribe something on it and make it look like a normal Holy Word Stone?’

’Ordinary tricks wouldn’t fool Sang Hanhai or Pu Zhenghong. Information on a Holy Word Stone can be erased, but carving new information onto one isn’t easy.’

Tang Chen was rendered speechless. ’He’s even flipping it over to look…’ Seeing Su Chen’s amateurish move, the faint trace of caution he’d felt vanished completely. He gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head.

Many of the Translators in the back were craning their necks to see, just as bewildered. ’You can flip a Holy Word Stone over to examine it?’

“Done looking?” Tang Chen asked with a chuckle.

Su Chen ignored him. He placed the Holy Word Stone back on the table and looked at Pu Zhenghong. “You noticed it too, didn’t you?”

’This kid…’ Pu Zhenghong smiled. “Go on, tell everyone.”

Everyone was baffled, wondering what strange riddle the two of them were speaking in.

Tang Chen’s brows knitted together. Then he heard the young man speak calmly, “There’s no profession on this at all.”

“What?” Sang Hanhai froze. His mind reeled as the memory of the torment he’d suffered three years ago came flooding back, but with it came a flash of understanding.

’That’s it! That has to be it!’

’No wonder it was so bizarre. There’s no profession on it at all. Decipher my ass!’

Qin Qiyuan and the other professors were stunned for a moment before it slowly dawned on them as well.

’Just as I thought…’ Pu Zhenghong’s eyes were profound. His strange feeling hadn’t come from nowhere.

’Su Chen is certainly bold. To declare there’s no profession recorded without detecting any resonance…’

’This… How did he find out?’ Tang Chen’s expression changed. His hand under the table clenched and then relaxed. He quickly composed himself and said with a frown:

“You’re talking nonsense. If a Holy Word Stone doesn’t record a profession, what else would it record?”

Sang Hanhai sneered. “It’s pointless to deny it. We don’t know how you did it, but now that your trick has been exposed, we understand everything.”

Ever since Holy Word Stones were discovered, every single one had recorded a profession without fail. This had practically become an ironclad rule—and thus, a mental blind spot.

And once a blind spot like that is exposed, the loophole can no longer be exploited.

“So you were playing dirty tricks!”

“Those Yuan Capital People are truly shameless!”

The members of the Translation Department behind them were glaring, absolutely furious.

The red-robed figures behind Tang Chen refused to back down. “That’s absolute nonsense. You’re just making things up because you know you can’t decipher it.”

“Want to verify it? Simple.” Pu Zhenghong said coolly. “We’ll get people from Lieyang and Celestial Joy to act as witnesses. You name the profession, and then we’ll all decipher it together to see if we can confirm it.”

“Fine by us!” The people from Yuan Capital shot back, unwilling to show weakness. In their eyes, this was just Ying Feng’s side causing trouble and dragging out some young kid to talk nonsense.

Seeing that the people from Yuan Capital showed no signs of guilt, the Translation Department members began to mutter amongst themselves. ’Could it be… we got it wrong?’

However, Pu Zhenghong and the other leaders kept their eyes fixed on Tang Chen.

The arguing voices gradually died down as everyone noticed Tang Chen’s expressionless face. “Since the bet is off, let’s just drop it.”

He retrieved the Holy Word Stone and made to leave.

His action made the other people from Yuan Capital freeze. It was a clear sign of a guilty conscience. ’So they were telling the truth? There’s really no profession on this Holy Word Stone?’

The members of the Translation Department erupted into an uproar once more.

“You think you can just walk away like that?” Sang Hanhai sneered. “Playing dirty tricks… I bet you exploited a loophole last time, too.”

“We’re not letting this go so easily.”

“What are you trying to do?” Tang Chen’s gaze turned cold.

Pu Zhenghong said coolly, “For today, you can start by leaving the Spiritualist behind.”

Caught red-handed, Tang Chen had no choice. He had to hand over the information on the Spiritualist to Pu Zhenghong and lead the Yuan Capital People away in disgrace.

The members of the Translation Department cheered, some even asking about Su Chen’s identity, assuming he was one of Pu Zhenghong’s students.

Then they learned he was actually a Core Seed from the Judicial Court.

“A Core Seed from the Judicial Court is also so skilled with Holy Word Stones?” Many found it hard to believe.

Meanwhile, Pu Zhenghong had already led Su Chen and Sang Hanhai to another room.

“Those bastards! So shameless! To think they swindled us last time,” Sang Hanhai was still fuming.

Pu Zhenghong, however, looked at Su Chen with interest. “You didn’t feel any resonance, yet you still dared to claim there was no profession on it. Weren’t you afraid you’d be wrong?”

Su Chen replied, “I figured that if even you and Elder Sang weren’t confident enough to guarantee a win, there was a nine-out-of-ten chance something was fishy. So, I took a shot and said it.”

“Not bad, not bad.” Sang Hanhai was clearly pleased to hear this. He said in a cold voice, “This isn’t over. We must make Yuan Capital give us an explanation. And they have to compensate us for the Wise Man they swindled from us last time.”

“I’m more curious about how exactly they managed to carve onto a Holy Word Stone,” Pu Zhenghong mused.

“Senior Brother, what are you thinking at a time like this? Stop obsessing over your Divine Language!”

Sang Hanhai was seething. Being beaten on their own turf last time was utterly humiliating. Now that he knew it was all due to their dirty tricks, he had no outlet for the fire raging inside him.

“The Divine Language can only be spoken by a Divine Spirit. The god worshipped by Yuan Capital is no true god. So where did they find one?” Pu Zhenghong said leisurely.

The furious Sang Hanhai felt a sudden chill. “You mean… the Deceitful God?”

“Yuan Capital is colluding with the Deceitful God?” Su Chen asked in surprise.

Pu Zhenghong explained, “Both factions worship a Divine Spirit, so Yuan Capital and the Deceitful God’s Followers once had close ties. They only severed them after discovering just how bizarre the Deceitful God truly was.”

Su Chen understood. Pu Zhenghong took out the information they had left behind, which contained the details for the Spiritualist. “This should be what you were after.”

He handed it to Su Chen, shaking his head. “Professions that enhance one’s Talent are exceedingly rare, but their requirements are always incredibly demanding. Even if you succeed in acquiring one, the boost isn’t usually that significant.”

Su Chen’s goal was the [Spiritualist], so he didn’t stand on ceremony. He took the documents and opened them—

[Special Profession Discovered—Spiritualist. Requirements must be met to acquire.]

[Requirement 1: Red Gold Level Talent on the Spiritual Side.]

[Requirement 2: Find and fuse with three portions of Spiritual Essence within the Nether Realm.]

Only two requirements? Su Chen raised an eyebrow.