My Professions Have Too Much Personality

“We’ve reached… Red Thunder Star?” The Bronze Figurine’s ancient voice held a trace of confusion. “The Nether Fog is so dense here. My connection to my main body is very faint.”

“Master, the concentration is at 52%,” Qing Cang reported respectfully.

“No wonder,” the Bronze Figurine said, understanding now. “Have you acquired the Spirituality?”

“Master…” Qing Cang said, keeping his head bowed respectfully. “The Professional Spirituality was split in two. I only obtained one half. The other is in the ruins left by Martial Uncle. I will be taken there soon.”

“My junior brother actually left ruins behind?” The Bronze Figurine sounded quite surprised.

“I don’t know the specifics myself. I can only investigate once I get to the ruins,” Qing Cang explained.

The Bronze Figurine pondered for a moment, then instructed, “I understand. Once you arrive at the ruins, don’t recklessly destroy anything. Summon me.”

’This will probably cause another delay.’ Qing Cang thought of the Holy Banquet. But after a moment’s hesitation, he still nodded. “Understood.”

“What of the two who were recognized?” the Bronze Figurine asked.

“One of them is dead,” Qing Cang said, then quickly explained, “They died before I arrived, likely from infighting.”

“The other is still alive. He has the Dual Ink Jade Talent and is quite compatible with the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator, earning the favor of two Spiritual Dragons.”

“I plan to observe him for a while. If his Heart is sound, I will take him as my disciple.”

He gave a detailed report. The Bronze Figurine nodded. “I am aware.”

Just those three words, with no further questions.

Qing Cang wasn’t surprised. The only reason his master was interested was because two recognized individuals had appeared here one after another.

But since there was nothing else unusual, he naturally wouldn’t pay it any more attention.

“However…” he said cautiously, “among the people I brought, Wan Chen has earned the favor of three Spiritual Dragons. He might have a chance to become the chosen one. Would you perhaps…”

“We will consider it when the time comes.” The Bronze Figurine shook its head, transformed into a streak of light, and entered Qing Cang’s body.

Qing Cang sighed. ’His master no longer accepts new disciples. If Wan Chen can become the chosen one, perhaps he can catch his master’s eye through their shared lineage.’

’Otherwise, as a mere Profound Purple of the Physical Side, his master wouldn’t even spare him a glance.’

He couldn’t help but feel a little fortunate. Although his own talent wasn’t particularly high, when he started following his master, his master hadn’t yet become the Bronze Ancient King.

But at this thought, Qing Cang’s expression darkened again. ’Master has been sitting in meditation on the Eternal Silence Star for a hundred years, but his Flame Fire is growing weaker and weaker. I don’t know…’

…

Meanwhile, in a nearby room, Lan Hao’s face was grim. ’Three Spiritual Dragons showing him favor… this Wan Chen…’

Although he had long expected it, seeing it for himself still filled him with despair.

’If he becomes the chosen one, wouldn’t my father have to bow his head to his father?’

Lan Hao’s mind raced. He reached into his robes several times as if to take something out, but always pulled his hand back empty.

’But it’s not like I don’t have a chance. As long as I defeat him head-on, overpowering three dragons with my two, the Spirituality will naturally grow disappointed in him…’

Lan Hao’s expression flickered. ’But the Spirituality doesn’t just look at talent. Besides, I haven’t seen Wan Chen fight in a long time; I have no idea what level his strength is at now.’

’I heard his professional build is almost complete, meticulously calculated by several analysts as a foundation to pursue a certain Holy Profession…’

He paced back and forth in his room. ’Acting rashly would be a huge risk. If I fail, I’ll only be humiliating myself.’

’If only someone could test him for me…’

The thought suddenly popped into his head, and Lan Hao seized upon it. Lin Yue’s image subconsciously came to mind, but he shook his head. ’But that woman is no fool. She probably won’t make a rash move either.’

’But only the three of them came this time. If Lin Yue won’t do it…’

Suddenly, Lan Hao stopped in his tracks. A slow-witted figure appeared in his mind. ’That guy… Su… Su Chen.’

’His foundation is good. He might be able to give me a glimpse of Wan Chen’s abilities. Although Wan Chen is already Tier Five, if Qing Cang oversees it, the two of them could still have a match.’

’Besides, Qing Cang intends to take him as a disciple. Wan Chen will have to hold back because of that, which would actually allow me to see more.’

The more Lan Hao thought about it, the more perfect it seemed. The only problem was how to provoke Su Chen into challenging Wan Chen—but in his eyes, that wasn’t a problem at all.

’Our group descended from the heavens and snatched the Spirituality. I refuse to believe that guy doesn’t hold a grudge. And then there’s the matter of the Holy Banquet. All I need to do is add some fuel to the fire, stir things up a bit, and he’ll charge right in.’

…

“You want Yuan Capital, Lieyang, and Celestial Joy—all three cities—to bring their entire stockpiles of Deceitful God’s Power to the ruins?”

In an office in the Judicial Court, Chong Jingtian jumped in shock. He stared at Xia Hanshi and demanded furiously:

“If you hadn’t brought it up, I would have almost forgotten! I was just about to ask you: where did all that Deceitful God’s Power from the restricted vault go? What did you do?”

This was no small matter. It was just that because Xia Hanshi had killed Hongxuan, they had to deal with Wu Chenpei, and then they encountered people from the Royal Court, which had caused Chong Jingtian to temporarily put the issue aside.

If not for all that, Xia Hanshi would have undoubtedly had to undergo an investigation. A leak of that much Deceitful God’s Power would be a huge problem.

If he didn’t believe he knew Xia Hanshi so well, and that the man would never collude with the Deceitful God Sect, he would have had him arrested on the spot were it anyone else.

“Did you think that Faceless Divine Son just delivered himself to our doorstep?” Xia Hanshi asked calmly, looking at the furious Chong Jingtian.

“You mean…” Chong Jingtian was stunned and suspicious. “It was Teng Liang who…”

’Teng Liang?’ Xia Hanshi almost lost his composure. Only then did he remember that before the Faceless Divine Son was destroyed, he had cornered Teng Liang and spat a few vicious words at him.

Chong Jingtian and the others had all seen the recording.