My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Qin Tianlin and Shen Yi’an, two of the Star Seeds, were present. They formed two rough factions, though the lines between them were not clearly drawn.

"Su Chen isn’t here. Did you not inform him?" Shen Yi’an had been waiting for a long time without any sign of Su Chen, so he couldn’t help but ask Wei Zhenghong.

Wei Zhenghong shook his head. "He’s not in the core area. It seems he went to some place called Canglan Star."

"He went out?" Shen Yi’an’s brow furrowed slightly. "At a time like this? By himself?"

Wei Zhenghong considered it. "A few friends from his home planet arrived. Chu Ran placed them in the patrol team, and today is their first day on the job. He probably went to show his support."

"Besides, Canglan Star is very close. It shouldn’t be a big problem."

’Canglan Star...’

Nearby, Qin Tianlin remained expressionless, but his mind stirred. Wei Zhenghong and Shen Yi’an weren’t trying to hide their conversation, and he had heard everything clearly.

’I remember Fan Zhao also inexplicably wanted to go to Canglan Star a few days ago. I still haven’t been able to contact him.’

’A coincidence?’ Qin Tianlin had no strong impression of the planet, only that it seemed to be a resource-trading star.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a streamlined spaceship slowly drifted out from a Star Gate.

Its Red Gold hull gleamed with a soft luster under the starlight. The engines at its rear hummed, emitting pale blue flames as it entered the Star Port’s orbit. With a gentle shudder, it docked smoothly against the berthing interface.

Everyone’s expression grew stern as they reined in their emotions. Qin Tianlin’s gaze was fixed intently on the hatch.

WHIR—

With a mechanical hum, the hatch slowly slid to one side, and Chu Lingyuan strode out.

The crowd’s gaze then shifted to the figure behind him. It was Qin Yun. His steps were light, his limbs were intact, and there were no visible injuries on his body. His complexion was even quite rosy.

Upon seeing Qin Yun, the people near Qin Tianlin let out a long sigh of relief, their hearts easing considerably.

Wei Zhenghong was inevitably a little disappointed, but he still stepped forward to greet them. "Master, Venerable Qin Yun."

"Venerable Chu Lingyuan, Venerable Qin Yun."

The others also bowed in greeting.

After bowing, Qin Tianlin hurried forward and couldn’t help but call out, "Grandfather."

"Tianlin..." Qin Yun nodded, patting Qin Tianlin’s back. Another middle-aged man at his side wore a fawning expression and addressed him as, "Father."

This was Qin Tianlin’s father and one of Qin Yun’s sons, Qin Guang.

He lacked Talent and was addicted to pleasure. To this day, he was still only a Tier Seven Professional. If he hadn’t fathered Qin Tianlin, he would likely never have earned Qin Yun’s regard in his entire life.

"You..." Qin Tianlin had many things he wanted to ask and many things he wanted to say, but now that the moment was here, he didn’t know how to begin.

Qin Yun smiled faintly and looked around, his voice clear and bright. "Thank you all for your concern. I am fine."

This was both an answer and a demonstration.

Many in Qin Yun’s faction breathed a long sigh of relief. Regardless of how this matter would ultimately unfold, for now, Qin Yun was still alive and at the height of his power. That was enough.

Chu Lingyuan’s expression was wooden.

After glancing around, Qin Yun suddenly frowned and asked, "Where is Fan Zhao?"

Everyone who should have been here was here, but there was no sign of Fan Zhao. He shouldn’t have been absent.

’This...’ Qin Tianlin hesitated, just about to respond when his father beside him suddenly exclaimed, "Why is another spaceship coming out?"

Everyone instinctively followed his gaze and saw a dilapidated, gray-black spaceship with mottled patches and repairs on its surface, wobbling out of another Star Gate.

Qin Guang snorted coldly and said in a low voice, "Weren’t orders given? No spaceships are allowed to enter or exit the Star Gates during this time. How could a mistake be made on such an important matter?"

’This Qin Guang...’ Everyone inwardly shook their heads. Their gazes followed the moving ship. They wondered who could be so unlucky as to run into Qin Yun’s faction right as he returned, just when they were about to re-establish their authority.

Although the ship was old and worn, it was still capable of traversing Teleportation Routes. Its materials were extraordinary, not something an ordinary person could see through.

CLANG—

The spaceship stopped at the port, its hatch creaking open. Members of the Qin Family had already stepped forward, apparently preparing to interrogate the occupants.

But after the hatch opened, a figure appeared before them.

"Ma... Master Qing!"

The Qin Family members standing before the hatch turned pale with fright and quickly backed away.

"Junior Brother?" Chu Lingyuan was rather surprised. "Why are you returning from outside?"

Qing Cang stood at the hatch and said coolly, "I made a trip to Canglan Star. I found something unexpected."

"Canglan Star..." Wei Zhenghong and Shen Yi’an exchanged a look.

Qin Tianlin’s brow tightened, his heart skipping a beat.

Qin Yun said nothing, merely watching his youngest junior brother.

Qing Cang didn’t say much more. With a flick of his wrist, the side panel of the gray-black spaceship opened, and two metal cages, one large and one small, floated out.

In an instant, the expressions of many people changed.

Qin Yun’s expression, in particular, darkened. "Junior Brother, what is the meaning of this?"

Inside the two cages were Fang Luoxun and Fan Zhao. Fang Luoxun was curled in a corner, his eyes vacant. When Fan Zhao saw Qin Yun, however, his face flushed with agitation, and he began to struggle within the cage.

"What’s the meaning?" Qing Cang’s tone was icy. "Fan Zhao colluded with the Deceitful God’s Son in an attempt to assassinate a Star Seed, and I caught him in the act!"

"What?" Upon hearing this, everyone present was collectively shocked.

’Colluding with the Divine Son? Assassinating a Star Seed?’

Many people’s gazes subconsciously swept over Wei Zhenghong and Shen Yi’an. If those two were here, then...

Wei Zhenghong’s expression changed slightly, while Shen Yi’an’s brow was tightly furrowed.

Qin Tianlin was stunned. ’Martial Uncle Fan Zhao actually went after Su Chen?’

’No wonder he’s been so secretive lately and had no interest in the theft of the Spiritual Fire.’

’That idiot!’

Qin Yun glanced at Fan Zhao in the cage. Seeing the plea for help in his eyes, he grew furious.

’Colluding with the Deceitful God and getting caught red-handed... Useless!’

He didn’t ask for evidence. Since Qing Cang had openly bound these two together and brought them out, he must have ironclad proof.

Chu Lingyuan’s expression shifted slightly. He asked in a deep voice, "Su Chen... he..."

Qing Cang didn’t respond immediately, his face grim.

The expressions of many people present turned subtle, especially those in Qin Yun’s faction. Seeing Qing Cang’s grim face, some of the less emotionally controlled members even showed a flicker of excitement.

Qin Tianlin also realized what this could mean and felt a flicker of joy. ’If Su Chen is dead, then sacrificing Fan Zhao would be worth it.’

Qin Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly. ’Perhaps... Fan Zhao isn’t such an idiot after all.’

Wei Zhenghong’s expression was grim. He clenched his fists. For both personal and logical reasons, he didn’t want Qin Tianlin to take Su Chen’s place.

Shen Yi’an’s brow was locked in a tight frown.

His gaze swept across the crowd. Then, Qing Cang’s solemn face suddenly broke into a light chuckle as he stepped aside.

Feeling rather speechless, Su Chen walked out, the cyan aura enveloping him gradually fading away.

’This Old Qing, always putting on a show,’ Su Chen thought.

"He’s alive!" Wei Zhenghong’s expression lit up with joy.

’This...’ Qin Tianlin’s mood plummeted as if he were on a roller coaster, and he couldn’t stop his expression from falling.

A muscle in Qin Yun’s cheek twitched, but his face remained impassive.

"Hahahaha!" Chu Lingyuan suddenly burst out laughing. "Junior Brother, oh, Junior Brother, you really know how to keep people in suspense..."

Qing Cang’s tone was placid. "I just wanted to see who, like Fan Zhao, was truly hoping for Su Chen’s death."

Among Qin Yun’s faction, some who had just been unable to hide their delight now turned deathly pale. They were terrified that this Master Qing would use this as a pretext to brand them with the crime of colluding with the Deceitful God Sect.

The scourge of the Deceitful God, and the Nether Fog that accompanies it, has plagued the entire Dust Star Sea for ten thousand years.

Due to the unique nature of the Deceitful God, there are rarely any direct wars. Instead, it corrodes from the shadows, creating a very unusual state of affairs.

The Royal Court and the Five Great Sects all share the stance of suppressing the Deceitful God. However, incidents of collusion with the Deceitful God’s Followers still occur, and the severity of the judgment varies.

Within the Bronze Sect, however, because of the danger surrounding the Flame Fire, the enforcement is undoubtedly the strictest.

Qing Cang then looked at Qin Yun, his voice indifferent. "Since Venerable Qin Yun has returned, and this Fan Zhao is your disciple, it’s the perfect time to ask you how this person should be dealt with."

Silence fell all around as pairs of eyes turned to watch. Qin Yun had returned after his faction had been subdued for a long time. Coupled with potential external pressures, he had to project an image of strength, no matter what.

But what Qing Cang had just done was tantamount to a slap in the face.

Qin Yun remained expressionless for a long time before finally stating in a hard, cold voice, "If the accusations are proven true, he is to be executed without question."