My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Su Chen glanced at the panel. With a thought, the Crimson Thunder Core in his chest suddenly buzzed, and a subtle tremor spread through his bones and blood.

Dark red patterns swam beneath his skin, glowing with a crimson light like molten rock. His muscle fibers tightened as lightning danced across his body, vaporizing the air into a scorching mist with a CRACKLE.

Su Chen observed the changes carefully, tapping his palm against his chest. It produced a solid THUD THUD sound.

A moment later, the unusual phenomena on his body’s surface dissipated. This defensive ability was stacked on top of the armor that had fused with his body.

He decided to test his Spiritual Power. As it flowed from him, moisture in the air condensed into liquid before his eyes.

"Finally..." Su Chen let out a long sigh. "I don’t have to say everything out loud anymore."

The flow of thought is far clearer than verbal commands. For instance, condensing airborne water vapor into droplets took but a moment’s thought, yet describing it verbally would require a whole string of words.

In battle, it had almost no practical application, but things were different now.

These two Professional Abilities were of standard strength for Top-tier Professions, but after being fused and enhanced, they were quite impressive.

Su Chen was quite satisfied. He changed his clothes, walked out of the training room, and chugged a few mouthfuls of a Nutritional Potion to gradually restore his body to its peak condition.

Stepping out of the main building, the Star Universe outside was still dim. It was the time of the Dark Sun.

’It’s about time I see what the Tier Six Professionals on the Holy List are made of.’

His gaze fell on a large, silver-white metal building to the left of the Floating Island. This was the challenge chamber Wei Zhenghong had given him.

However, he had yet to use it even once since it had been delivered.

It was the highest-spec training room that could be built on a Floating Island, capable of withstanding the unrestrained power of a Tier Seven.

As soon as he stood before it, the four opaque windows lit up. A thin, ethereal blue line split the metal door, which then slid silently apart. The cool white metal walls and floor were a seamless whole, gleaming with a matte finish.

A cold, electronic voice sounded in his ear: "Welcome, Lord Su Chen."

Su Chen nodded and said directly, "I want to challenge Yu Shen, rank forty-nine on the Holy List."

He’d start with this one to test the waters. He took out his Secret Artifact and was about to prepare when the system responded:

"Apologies. Your Tier is Five, while your target is in the top one hundred of the Holy List. For your safety, a direct challenge is not permitted."

’Can’t challenge him?’ Su Chen froze for a second. "But last time I..."

He trailed off, realizing that last time hadn’t been a challenge but a ranking assessment.

For a normal Tier Five Professional, the gap was indeed huge. There was almost no point in even trying to fight.

"This..." Su Chen hadn’t expected this situation at all. He couldn’t help but ask, "Under normal circumstances, doesn’t the challenge projection just dissipate when it takes unbearable damage?"

"Correct. However, if the gap is too large, the system’s grasp of that threshold may not be precise. Therefore, for your safety, we advise you not to attempt a challenge with such a large gap in ranking."

"But I want to temper myself. Isn’t there any other way?" Su Chen asked.

This system’s intelligence was clearly no match for the Copper Spirit. After a long silence, it finally responded, "We advise you not to attempt a challenge with such a large gap in ranking."

’What a dumb AI...’ Su Chen was speechless, but an idea sparked in his mind. He changed his line of questioning: "Given my current rank, what’s the highest-ranked person I can challenge?"

This time, the system replied quickly: "The highest you can challenge is Meng Jingyuan, ranked 99th on the Holy List."

’A hundred-rank gap...’

Su Chen understood. ’Guess I’ll just take it one step at a time.’ He wasn’t bothered by it and said, "Then I’ll challenge that guy."

"Command received. Challenging Meng Jingyuan, rank 99 on the Holy List. Please wait."

This time, there were no unexpected issues. As streams of Flowing Light intertwined, a slender, faceless phantom appeared.

’Meng Jingyuan...’ Su Chen had never heard the name, but he didn’t let his guard down. His expression was grave as he stared at his opponent. His Secret Artifact had already fused into his body, enhanced to Tier Six.

Crimson lightning flared around him, also amplified by the Holy Hand Enhancement. His Thunder Core trembled. As the Thunder-Fire Elements flowed through it, the power became increasingly solid and pure, crackling around his body as he entered his peak state.

He was even ready to unleash the Four Seasons Chakra at a moment’s notice.

With the system’s announcement of "Battle, begin!" his opponent’s figure shuddered. A frosty white mist erupted from its body, and a bone-chilling coldness sliced through the air like an invisible blade.

The frosty white mist spread rapidly like living snakes, carrying shards of ice crystals. It howled toward Su Chen and coiled around his limbs.

As the cold air touched his skin, a hint of confusion appeared in Su Chen’s eyes. Bluish-purple frost patterns crept from his fingertips up to his neck, and his breath condensed into a white fog. His entire body was sealed within a translucent, sharply angled block of ice.

But in the next instant, spiderweb-like cracks suddenly spread across the surface of the ice, followed by a series of fine, sharp CRACKLES.

Beneath the ice, Su Chen’s shoulder blades tensed abruptly, his muscles bulging with power.

BOOM!

The ice shattered piece by piece, the fragments scattering like hail. Where they landed, wisps of white smoke steamed into the air.

"The killing power is a lot weaker than I imagined." Su Chen stood his ground, reflecting on the situation. The boost he’d received from fusing five Tier Six Secret Artifacts into his body, on top of all his other abilities, was enormous.

At the same time, his opponent’s form had already become ethereal. A frosty white mist rose from its feet, and its torso twisted and elongated within the bone-chilling current.

Ice crystals grew wildly from its back like living things. Scale Armor plates condensed one by one, their edges as sharp as knives. A dragon’s head rose from the mist, its terrifying fangs dripping with frost.

It had transformed into a ten-zhang-long ice dragon, coiling in mid-air. The surrounding cold energy condensed into a swirling vortex of white mist, which churned and howled with shards of ice.

"ROAR!" It roared at the sky, the sound wave tearing through the air. Suspended dust particles froze into ice pellets that fell with a rustle. The bone-chilling roar, wrapped in frost dust, ripped through the air toward him.