My Professions Have Too Much Personality

CLICK—Su Chen’s door closed. Lan Hao’s smile faded a little, and the guard beside him asked hesitantly, “Lord Lan Hao, the rest of the money…”

Lan Hao glanced at him, not bothering to figure out if there was truly no more supply or if the guard had deliberately shorted him 100 milliliters.

He waved his hand nonchalantly. “Keep it for yourself.”

“Thank you, Lord Lan Hao.” The guard was overjoyed and thanked him profusely before leaving gleefully.

Lan Hao scoffed inwardly and was about to return to his room, but just as he turned, his expression changed slightly.

He saw that another door down the hall had been silently opened at some point. Wan Chen was standing in the doorway, staring at him eerily.

Lan Hao’s heart skipped a beat. He felt a pang of guilt, but then he cursed himself inwardly. ’What do I have to feel guilty about?’

“Lan Hao…” Wan Chen was the first to speak, his words pointed. “Your relationship with Su Chen seems to have improved quite a bit these past two days.”

Unsure what the other man was getting at, Lan Hao feigned a sigh and said, “It’s not like we have a deep-seated hatred for each other. We’re all members of the Sect, and we see each other constantly. Why make things so awkward? Don’t you agree?”

“Indeed.” Wan Chen nodded, his eyes flickering as he also remarked wistfully, “Lin Yue’s battle with Su Chen’s training projection the other day was quite interesting.”

After speaking, his gaze turned into a sharp sword, fixed on Lan Hao’s face.

“What?” Lan Hao asked instinctively, completely baffled.

’He doesn’t know?’

Wan Chen frowned. He had assumed that the change in both Lin Yue’s and Lan Hao’s attitudes was for the same reason.

He couldn’t get anything out of Lin Yue, so he had targeted Lan Hao. He knew the man fairly well—cunning, but not exceptionally so.

He had pretended to know the inside story, thinking he could pry some information out of him.

But now he couldn’t tell if Lan Hao’s acting was simply too good, or if he genuinely didn’t know.

He guessed it was the latter. A person’s personality might change in a short time, but their shrewdness was much harder to alter.

After asking his question, Lan Hao also realized something was amiss.

’Lin Yue and Su Chen’s training projection?’ His heart stirred. ’Could Lin Yue’s strange attitude be because of this?’

’But what could have happened during a training projection with Su Chen?’

He had assumed Lin Yue was acting on Lin Langtian’s orders, sharing her father’s line of thought. But Wan Chen’s sudden question made him realize something wasn’t quite right.

Both men were lost in their own thoughts, and neither spoke again, afraid of revealing something the other didn’t know. That would be a major blunder.

The atmosphere grew awkward.

Wan Chen couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. ’If Lan Hao didn’t know about this, my question would have tipped him off, no matter how slow he is.’

“If there’s nothing else, I’m heading back to my room,” Lan Hao said, breaking the heavy silence. They couldn’t just stand there forever, after all.

Wan Chen nodded silently, watching Lan Hao return to his room.

After the door closed, Wan Chen’s brow furrowed deeply.

’Lin Yue’s attitude has changed significantly. She’s no longer defiant toward Su Chen like she was at first. This must mean she discovered something unusual about him.’

’The training projection…’ He had been cooped up in his room all day and had already formed a faint suspicion. ’Could it be… Lin Yue didn’t win?’

His expression changed slightly. ’Lin Yue’s Talent is higher than Su Chen’s, she’s older, and her own special profession was carefully configured. If she didn’t beat Su Chen…’

His expression was uncertain. He wasn’t entirely sure about this guess. A place like Red Thunder Star didn’t have any systematic framework for special professions.

’Does Su Chen really possess that kind of strength?’

It was common knowledge that even the most complete data-projection would have some power disparity compared to the real person.

Not to mention, the equipment on their ship wasn’t even top-of-the-line.

In other words, the Su Chen in the training projection might not have even been at his strongest.

’If they fought head-on, both as Tier Fours, could Su Chen actually have a chance of winning?’

His eyelid twitched. The speculation startled even him, and he had the urge to return to the ship immediately to verify his theory.

But considering the current situation, he suppressed the urge.

It was safer to stay by Qing Cang’s side. It would only be a few more days before they could return to the ship anyway.

“If that’s really the case, things are about to get interesting…” Wan Chen murmured to himself.

…

“So this is the sap of the Immortal Ancient Tree…”

In his room, Su Chen opened the metal lid. A pool of clear green liquid swirled within the container. The fresh fragrance of grass and trees washed over him, making him feel as if he were standing on a verdant grassland and clearing his mind.

The sap was somewhat viscous. Su Chen dabbed some on his finger and spread it on his skin. The area quickly grew cool, yet waves of heat seeped into his muscles.

“I have to spread this all over my body and let it absorb naturally. It looks like it will take a lot of time.” Su Chen stared at the spot on his arm where he’d applied the sap. There was no visible change in the liquid after a short while.

’While I’m applying and absorbing it, I definitely can’t be seen by anyone. It’s a bit inconvenient to do it here…’ Su Chen mused.

In the current situation, no one knew if a sudden incident or attack might occur.

’To be safe, I should wait until I’m back on the ship,’ he thought. Su Chen put the container away and continued to work on his Professional Ability’s progress.

The next few days were uneventful. The group remained at the hotel, and the anticipated attack never came.

However, the number of people loitering downstairs did increase, forcing the administrators of the Balance Dao Central Hub to dispatch additional security personnel to intimidate many of them into leaving.

One day, in Su Chen’s room, visible ripples erupted from his mind. The table and chairs trembled, and dust bunnies that had collected in the corners for years floated into the air as if stirred by an unseen hand.

His Spiritual Power seethed, but he quickly reined it in—

[Word Spirit Law Master Professional Ability development has reached 50%. The new Professional Ability has an affinity similar to “Black Tuo’s Gaze” and has fused and evolved into…]

[The fused and evolved Professional Ability has an affinity similar to “Law Decree,” fusing and evolving again into—Might of the Law Master:]

[Use Spiritual Power to manifest a Law Master, greatly intimidating the target. A defeated target will be permanently scarred by the Law Master’s shadow. If they cannot overcome this shadow, they will forever revere the Law Master.]

Su Chen’s expression was a sight to behold as he looked at the consecutively fused and evolved ability. ’This… one defeat means eternal defeat?’

He adapted to his expanding Spiritual Power; even his Spirit Core had swelled slightly.

“Good, very good…” He nodded in approval as he looked at the ability.

The integration and enhancement of multiple abilities not only made it more versatile but also more convenient. It even came with an unexpected bonus. He estimated that this kind of mental influence could only be removed by a High-level Spiritual Professional.

Soon after, a knock came at the door. It was a guard, informing him that the route had been adjusted and they could now depart.

“It’s been unexpectedly quiet…” Su Chen stepped out of his room, surprised. They had stayed here for a full ten days without any disturbances.

Everyone was ready. Ming Lin had gradually adapted and was making small talk with Lan Hao.

The administrator, Yuan Fusheng, was already waiting downstairs, his face beaming with the same enthusiastic smile as when they had arrived, now tinged with a hint of apology.

“My apologies for the long wait. The Nether Fog Group has finally passed, and the Star Gate is almost fully adjusted.”

“Mm.” Qing Cang nodded nonchalantly, his expression unreadable, and boarded the Flying Device bound for the docking port.

Xia Jie had already finished restocking their supplies and was waiting for them there.

“I wish you all a safe journey.” Yuan Fusheng watched as the boarding ramp rose and sealed shut.

“I don’t know why, but my eyelid is twitching. I have a bad feeling an attack is about to happen,” Lin Yue muttered under her breath.

“Don’t jinx it,” Qing Cang said flatly. “Get ready. We’re about to make the Star Gate jump.”

Guided by mechanical arms, the Copper Star was pushed out of the docking port.

“So that’s the Star Gate…” Su Chen stood before a porthole, gazing at the enormous, iridescent blue vortex above the Balance Dao Central Hub. The external metal framework was terrifyingly thick. He had seen the structure when they arrived, but the vortex hadn’t been there then.

“The Star Gate at the Balance Dao Central Hub is a single-destination gate,” Qing Cang explained. “It only connects to the Taiyue Hub, and the journey takes about fifteen days. Under normal travel, getting from here to Taiyue would take at least a year and a half.”

Traversing a distance that would normally take nearly a year and a half of travel in just fifteen days—Su Chen was inwardly amazed.