My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Under normal circumstances, one would have to find a Spiritual Fire and use Divine Blood as fuel to melt a Holy Profession. Neither of these prerequisites was simple to meet.

But now, with a wave of his hand, the Great Venerable seemed able to handle it all directly.

'The Great Venerable seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Could it be because he devoured the Fog Ashes?'

Su Chen muttered to himself, quite satisfied. Even if he reached the Divine Dawn Level, he couldn't just melt a Holy Profession whenever he wanted; he'd still need Divine Blood as fuel, not to mention that his own transformation to the Divine Dawn Level was nowhere in sight.

This way, once he reached Tier Six and completed the final sequential profession for his Permanent Body, he could proceed directly with the melting.

Tsk, tsk...

"It's gone?" The Bronze Ancient King's brow furrowed. He had been watching Su Chen the whole time but hadn't seen how the Fog Source had disappeared. He was quite astonished.

'It really seems to be the work of his Spirituality. Is the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator's Spirituality really that active?'

"What did it feel like?" the Bronze Ancient King asked.

Su Chen looked blank. "I don't know. I didn't feel anything."

"It was probably your Spirituality acting up," the Bronze Ancient King said, not paying it much mind. Even if it was his Spirituality, devouring such a small amount of Fog Source would have no real effect.

Su Chen nodded as if he half-understood. 'Just as I thought. When these powerful figures can't figure something out, they'll automatically fill in the blanks themselves.'

Seeing the Ancient King's gaze shift back to the Flame Fire, Su Chen immediately chimed in, "Please rest assured, I will advance to Tier Six as quickly as possible and then do everything in my power to purify the Fog Ashes and help the Sect's Flame Fire see the light of day again!"

"There's no rush." The Bronze Ancient King's tone was gentle. "Tier Six is still a bit early. It won't be too late after you reach Tier Seven and melt your Holy Profession."

Then he explained, "As the level of that Fog Ashes rises, the intensity you'll face will also increase. Given your foundation, your chances of success will be greatest after you have melted your Holy Profession."

"However," he added, "you can also come and give it a try after you reach Tier Six."

The Bronze Ancient King had a decent understanding of young people. He knew it was hard to convince them of many things with words alone; they had to experience it for themselves.

Especially since Su Chen had just successfully purified some Fog Ashes, his words might have sounded like a lack of confidence in him.

"I will follow all your instructions," Su Chen said, his expression unchanging.

'He's composed...' The Bronze Ancient King nodded to himself and mused, "You are already the top disciple of Tier Six, so the Sect's resource supply can keep up. You just need to advance step by step. Don't feel too much pressure."

Su Chen's heart stirred. 'The Ancient King seems to be considering if there's any way he can help me.'

Within the Sect, resources were sufficient, he still had uses left for the Creation Copper Heart, and the environment was safe. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have any extra needs.

'But I'm different...' Su Chen's eyes flickered. 'In the short term, this seems to be my only chance.' He glanced at the Flame Fire, gritted his teeth, and said, "Master, I have a favor to ask."

"Oh?" The Bronze Ancient King was a little surprised and also a bit curious. "What is it that would make you come to me for help?"

Given Su Chen's current status, there shouldn't be anything concerning himself that he couldn't handle.

Su Chen's voice was heavy. "Master, could you please help me ask the Royal Court for a portion of Morning Star Essence?"

Other things were easy enough to get, but this Morning Star Essence was a specialty of the Royal Court. He truly had no other channel to obtain it except through the Ancient King.

'Morning Star Essence?'

'This again.' Qing Cang frowned slightly. He had been suspicious the last time Su Chen brought it up.

'It seems this kid really is after a portion.'

After speaking, Su Chen added, "If any materials are needed, I may not be able to provide them right now, but they can be converted into Contribution Value. I will definitely make up for it."

"Morning Star Essence..." the Bronze Ancient King said thoughtfully. "That is a specialty of the Royal Court. It must be extracted from a Morning Star Tier expert, which causes them a certain amount of damage. It can help fulfill profession requirements related to the body."

"But in your current situation, you have no use for it. What do you want it for?"

This wasn't something he could get with a simple wave of his hand. It involved contacting the Royal Court, so he had to ask a few questions.

Su Chen wasn't surprised. He hesitated for a moment. "Actually, there's something I've been hiding from you. The recent strange activity with the Ancient King Stele..."

"It's related to the Tomb Spirit's activity?" The Bronze Ancient King grew even more curious.

Su Chen said hesitantly, "At that time, I was developing my profession's progress when a phantom of the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator suddenly appeared. It seemed to pull something out of my body and left behind the three words 'Morning Star Essence.' After that, the Ancient King Stele arrived..."

"A phantom of the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator?" The Bronze Ancient King's expression shifted slightly. He simply reached out a hand, and ripples spread through the empty space before him. A stone stele materialized—it was the Ancient King Stele.

"It's really gone..." Seeing the stele remain silent, the Bronze Ancient King became even more astonished. "I have seen this matter of Spirit Attachment before, but I've truly never seen it to this degree, where a wisp of the Tomb Spirit's spirituality was actually devoured."

"Is the Morning Star Essence what the Spirituality requires?"

'He can actually verify it?' Su Chen looked at the Ancient King Stele, feeling relieved that his lie contained a kernel of truth.

After a moment of thought, the Bronze Ancient King said, "This item is extremely rare even within the Royal Court. I can ask, but you know the current situation is special. I can't guarantee I'll actually be able to get it."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master," Su Chen said quickly, sighing in relief. He finally had a way to deal with the tricky problem of the Morning Star Essence.

Because of the matter with Qin Yun, it really wasn't a sure thing, but at least now there was a glimmer of hope.

Then, without any discernible movement from the Ancient King, Su Chen felt the world spin around him and found himself back in the Ancient King Hall.

Qing Cang tactfully said, "Master, we'll take our leave now."

"Go on." The Bronze Ancient King nodded. After watching the two depart, his gaze fell on the statue to the side that served as the vessel for the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator's Spirituality. He seemed puzzled. "Can it really be that active..."

A current of wind enveloped the two, carrying them toward Copper Heart. On the way back, Qing Cang was no longer in a hurry.

He looked at Su Chen suspiciously. "A phantom of the Great Venerable Red Flame Thunder Resonator? Spirituality can manifest as a physical entity? How come I've never heard of that before?"

Seeing Qing Cang's persistent curiosity, Su Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother, how long have you been following Master?"

Qing Cang's brow twitched. He didn't know why Su Chen was asking, but since it involved their Master, he thought for a moment. "Counting the years, it should be over four hundred."

"That long, huh," Su Chen remarked, then muttered, "But the Ancient King isn't that curious..."

His voice wasn't loud, but Qing Cang's face darkened, and he shot Su Chen a vicious glare. If Su Chen were his apprentice, he would have started beating him long ago.

The thought made him even more resentful. He said curtly, "Junior Brother Su, how about I drop you off back at your Floating Island?"

"Take me back to Copper Heart. I need to make a trip to the Spirit Hall to choose a Main Profession," Su Chen replied.

"Choose a Main Profession?" Qing Cang suppressed his emotions and asked, "Have you already had someone analyze your options?"

Su Chen nodded. "Mhm, I've had it analyzed."

He didn't actually need any analysis. He just needed to find two compatible thunder and fire professions to add to his collection, and then he could advance.

Qing Cang nodded. Along the way, he hesitated to speak several times, but whenever he remembered Su Chen's recent veiled jab, he lost the mood.

This continued until they returned to Copper Heart, where he dropped Su Chen off.

"Alright, go on and get busy. I still have to build a satellite city. Don't look for me unless it's important." With that, Qing Cang turned and dissolved into a current of wind, disappearing.

"So quick to anger?" Su Chen muttered to himself. 'Good thing I didn't become his student.'

After taking a few steps, it dawned on him. 'Build a satellite city? As the venue for the Peak Star Conference?'

He couldn't help but look up at the three satellite cities that constantly orbited Copper Heart in a fixed trajectory. Due to the great distance, they appeared hazy and indistinct.

"They're really loaded," he clicked his tongue to himself. He got his bearings and headed for the Spirit Hall.

「...」

Deep within the Qin Family's residence in Copper Heart, a room was dimly lit, the curtains all drawn.

A figure could be faintly seen sitting on a sofa, their entire body sunk into it. It was Qin Tianlin.

His fists, resting on the armrests, were clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. The veins on his wrists throbbed, his brow was furrowed, and his eyes were shut tight.

More than half a day had passed since he left the challenge room, but Su Chen's face still periodically floated before his eyes.