My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 205

“In that case…” Chi Yang hesitated slightly, his gaze falling on the cauldron body not far away, where there was a crack.

Scarlet fire surged out, enveloping the edges of the crack, and the metal spikes on it gradually melted into liquid, finally forming a small stele about an arm’s length.

On the scarlet metal, two gilded characters appeared: Chi Yang.

It floated over and landed in Su Chen’s hand.

He reached out his hands, respectfully taking it, and said, “I will keep it safe.”

After all, he owed this person a great favor. It wouldn’t be much trouble to pay respects during festivals, and pleasing the old man was one of the reasons.

Of course, it also had a hidden use.

Not to mention the vast Dust Star Sea, the internal forces of the Bronze Sect were complex. As a remnant disciple of Chi Yang, he would naturally be protected by the Ancient King.

But who knew what would happen in the future? If something really did happen, he could take this stele, fall prostrate before the Ancient King and cry, and see who could stop him.

Of these four matters, only one was truly related to Su Chen himself.

More detailed requests, such as future treatment, were naturally self-evident.

“Go.” The Ancient King, seeing that Su Chen was fine, gave the order.

“Yes,” the others responded. Qing Cang led the group of people off the cauldron and descended.

“How was it?”

“It seems to be over. Those aggressive Royal Court people have also left.”

“The Chosen One has been born? Aren’t they supposed to choose a successor?”

Many onlookers below were still puzzled.

Although Su Chen had been the first to stand out, many people’s attention was still fixed on the giant screen, waiting for the coming dragon-tiger struggle.

As a result, the sudden anomaly on the cauldron caused the giant screen to disappear as well.

Chong Jingtian and Xia Hanshi’s gazes did not dare to leave, staring intently at that area.

“Impossible…” Lan Hao murmured in his heart, already having a premonition, but still finding it hard to believe, only repeating the word “impossible” in his mind.

“Someone is coming down, why are there so many people?” Someone suddenly shouted. Now everyone’s attention was on the cauldron, so no one needed to be reminded.

That was… Xia Hanshi’s pupils constricted, but he felt half his body sink. He turned his head and saw Chong Jingtian’s eyes filled with suppressed excitement, his veins bulging as he tightly pressed his hand on Xia Hanshi’s shoulder.

This scoundrel!

Xia Hanshi cursed in his heart, but for some reason, his iron-cold will, which had long been like cold iron, now felt a slight tremor.

With their eyesight, they could naturally see the group of people being led down by Qing Cang.

Zhou Yanwu, mixed in the crowd, was uncertain and surprised. Didn’t Qing Cang say that the people trapped inside couldn’t be rescued? Why were they brought out again?

A moment later, Qing Cang led everyone closer, and countless gazes converged.

Apart from Chong Jingtian and Xia Hanshi, everyone else was quite vague about the purpose of Qing Cang and the others, as well as the concept of the Chosen One or successor. They only knew it was incredibly important.

So they all wanted to know what kind of change had occurred just now.

But for a time, no one spoke.

“Ling Yue, Zhipeng, Yu Hao—” Xia Hanshi shot forward, landing beside the group of people behind Qing Cang, and first pulled out three young men.

At this moment, they slowly regained consciousness, still a little bewildered at first.

Among the three young men in front of Xia Hanshi, the taller one cried out blankly, “Teacher?”

“Hmm.” Xia Hanshi’s heart swelled. The emotions he had suppressed for years were like a volcano about to erupt, bursting forth, but he still firmly controlled them.

He glanced at Ji Rou nearby. She had already efficiently checked the vital signs of the three students in front of her, but at this moment, she seemed a little hesitant, pondering.

“Ji Rou?” Chong Jingtian had already leaped forward, calling out hesitantly.

“You are…” Ji Rou had just woken up, her brows slightly furrowed. She looked at the person in front of her and called out uncertainly, “Brother Chong?”

Chong Jingtian’s heart fluttered slightly, and he nodded, “Yes, it’s me.”

“It really is you. How did you become like this?” Ji Rou couldn’t help but be surprised, looking him up and down.

“It’s a long story,” Chong Jingtian shook his head, his expression complex, and repeated, “In a word or two, it probably won’t be clear.”

In the shadows, a pair of eyes watched this side. Su Chen muttered to himself, “Old Xia, this won’t do. Could he really be a simp?”

“Ji Rou—” Xia Hanshi finally shuffled over, his voice deep. His eyes, usually like an eagle’s or ghostly fire, now held a hint of evasiveness.

“You are… Hanshi?”

Xia Hanshi was much older than Chong Jingtian, but Ji Rou recognized him faster.

“How could you…” Ji Rou’s eyes trembled slightly. She unconsciously reached out a slender hand and touched Xia Hanshi’s withered cheek, trembling softly.

She seemed to feel the years, suffering, and torment Xia Hanshi had endured through those grooves, and her eyes gradually reddened, her voice also trembling, “How long has it been…”

Xia Hanshi’s iron-like heart trembled slightly. He remained silent, but Ji Rou suddenly laughed and said, “But you’re still as dull as before.”

Good heavens… Su Chen, secretly peeking, gasped.

So Old Chong was the simp after all. Old Xia, you really have something.

And Old Pu, cooped up in that house researching some divine language for so many years, and it never came in handy.

This Ji Rou, no wonder Old Xia missed her for so long. She went straight for the heart, how could anyone resist that?

He really was rescued… Xia Hanshi didn’t know what his emotions were now.

He just felt an uncharacteristic soreness in his nose, a feeling he hadn’t had for a very long time. The soreness came with an unusual intensity, a fierce heat.

It even made him a little unable to bear it. His years of hardened mentality made him subconsciously avert his gaze, but he met a pair of sneaky eyes.

This kid… Xia Hanshi’s brows twitched, and the soreness in his nose suddenly vanished.

He hadn’t expected that it would be Su Chen who rescued Ji Rou. His thoughts drifted, traveling to Nanfeng, only sensing traces of the Sacred Feast.

But he hadn’t expected to encounter Su Chen. At first, he thought it was just a promising seedling, but then Su Chen’s performance far exceeded his expectations.

The secrets contained within him were probably vast.

No wonder Su Chen had specifically mentioned these people. Qing Cang understood, observing Xia Han and Shi’s reactions, and Chong Jingtian’s.

The others who were brought out also woke up. They were all from different cities and were still a bit bewildered after waking up, but they quickly found the people from their respective cities.

Upon learning that many years had passed in the outside world and their relatives and friends were no longer alive, their expressions couldn’t help but become hazy and astonished.

Qing Cang expressionlessly withdrew his gaze from Xia Hanshi and the others, a hint of resentment rising in his heart.

If he had been told about Su Chen earlier, a cooked duck wouldn’t have flown away.

But then he sighed inwardly. This mentality stemmed from the fact that things were already set in stone, and he had already developed a slight fondness for Su Chen.

However, if he had learned about Su Chen’s situation as soon as he arrived in Ying Feng, without any prior connection, who knew what he would have thought?

It was a matter of timing and fate.

“Cough cough…” Su Chen peered for a while, and seeing that the three of them had almost calmed down, he stepped forward, using the wind to cover a small area, and then spoke: “Teacher, Chief, there are currently two methods to solve the problem of the Sacred Feast.”

Two methods? Chong Jingtian couldn’t help but be surprised. He glanced at Qing Cang outside. This guy had said there was no way.

“You’ve become the Chosen One.” Xia Hanshi said, it sounded like a question, but also like a confirmation.

Ji Rou at his side looked at Su Chen curiously. Hanshi had actually taken on a student.

“Hmm.” Su Chen nodded. Chong Jingtian understood. No wonder there was suddenly a way.

“The first method is for the Ancient King to personally take action, but it won’t be a very clean sweep.” Su Chen continued, “The second method is to temporarily dispel the Nethermist from the entire planet, but we’ll have to deal with the Demonic God cultists ourselves.”

“It can dispel the mist?” Chong Jingtian immediately became very excited.

“The Ancient King said it’s only a temporary dispel. The Scarlet Thunder Star’s location is right here, and he can’t permanently isolate it either.” Su Chen explained.

When the Nethermist returns, after a period of time, Demonic God cultists will be born again. There’s nothing that can be done about it.

“That’s enough,” Chong Jingtian nodded repeatedly and said urgently, “Our biggest problem is not being able to find those Demonic God cultists. If there’s no Nethermist, clearing them out shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“More importantly, once the mist is cleared, we can explore the entire planet, excavate more ruins, and gain more benefits.”

“I understand.” Su Chen nodded. Just as he was about to remove the wind barrier, he heard Xia Hanshi say coldly, “Wait a minute. The other three cities cannot enjoy the benefits without effort. I don’t want to deal with their infighting after solving the Sacred Feast.”

The chilling killing intent emanating from Xia Hanshi startled Ji Rou beside him. Old Xia belatedly reacted and reined in his aura.

Su Chen almost laughed out loud. After being glared at by Old Xia, he said, “Don’t worry, they will no longer have the idea of opposing Ying Feng.”

Xia Hanshi raised an eyebrow, then watched Su Chen remove the wind barrier and turn towards Qing Cang.

His whispered conversation here had already attracted a lot of attention, especially after these people, who should have been trapped in the Scarlet Thunder Cauldron, were rescued. Others were even more curious about what had happened on the cauldron.

But the first words Su Chen spoke after removing the wind barrier made their faces blanch.

“Qing Cang… Senior Brother…” Su Chen called out, pausing in the middle, still a little unaccustomed to it.

Senior Brother?

Jiang Shumo and the others mixed in the crowd swallowed, their expressions agitated.

Ming Lin was momentarily stunned. As expected of—Su Chen.

The people from the other three cities were agape. They clearly understood Qing Cang’s background; he could easily level their strongholds ten times over.

Didn’t Su Chen want to be his student? How did he become his junior brother?

A disciple and a junior brother, could they be the same?

Lan Hao’s eyes bulged, his vision turning black, almost fainting. It’s… it’s really Su Chen. This guy really became the Chosen One!

Ni Bin, Wan Chen, what were these guys doing?

Wan Chen vaguely sensed Lan Hao’s unfriendly gaze, frowned, and was puzzled.

Qing Cang’s mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected that one day, he would actually hear someone call him Senior Brother.

He truly… he didn’t know what to feel, he just nodded.

“Please inform Master that I choose the second plan,” Su Chen said.

“Master” was called so naturally… why not “Uncle”? Qing Cang was speechless. It seemed that Master’s power would be spent here no matter what.

The journey back might not be peaceful. Although he was worried, Qing Cang didn’t say much and conveyed the message truthfully.

After receiving the response, Qing Cang’s expression shifted slightly—so that’s how it is?

Master still considers things thoroughly, so there’s no problem. His slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he said loudly, “Everyone, step back.”

Everyone was puzzled and followed Qing Cang, taking another step back.

Soon, with a thunderous roar, the giant cauldron in front of them shook violently.

On the cauldron, mottled bronze-green light shot up into the sky, forming a pillar of light that suddenly exploded at its end, scattering like a meteor shower. A magnificent, ethereal image spanning the horizon appeared.

“So, large…” Su Chen looked up, swallowing. That enormous bronze face almost filled the entire sky.

At the same time, countless bronze-green light spots surged towards the Scarlet Thunder Cauldron like birds returning to their nests. Upon touching the cracks in the cauldron body, they transformed into liquid metal streams, winding and seeping along the lines of the damage.

These bronze-colored active energies rapidly solidified at the gaps, fusing with the original material to form new metal with bronze patterns.

The severely damaged Scarlet Thunder Cauldron gradually returned to its complete state, but it was filled with both scarlet and bronze colors, appearing quite peculiar.

Immediately, the giant metal cauldron gradually rose, ripples appearing on its surface. From the edge of its mouth, three thick metal mechanical pillars extended, with surging torrents of intertwined scarlet and green energy.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and a fierce wind swept over. Everyone watched, agape, as the scarlet and green energy pillar shot up from the cauldron’s mouth, its dazzling light making everyone appear pale.

The thick energy pillar plunged into the depths of the Nethermist, like a drop of highly compressed cleaning liquid, rushing into a pool covered with oil.

The Nethermist shrouding the sky was instantly swept away. The scarlet and green light gradually expanded, squeezing the Nethermist’s living space, rapidly pushing it aside.

“…You shouldn’t have let the Ancient King expend power to solve the problem of the Sacred Feast.”

Su Chen was watching intently when Wan Chen’s voice suddenly sounded in his ear. He looked straight ahead and used only mental transmission: “With Ni Chuan here, news here cannot be kept secret. The stone slabs containing spirituality must also be transported back. Without the Ancient King, there might be unnecessary trouble.”

From the tone, this Wan Chen seemed to be quite unwilling as well.

Su Chen wasn’t surprised by this. It was normal to be unwilling. If it were him, he would also be unwilling.

He thought for a moment and asked, “Do the people who cause trouble include you?”

Wan Chen’s expression stiffened slightly. He shook his head and said, “I am a member of the sect.”

Su Chen squinted, the pillar of light reflected in his pupils, and he said faintly, “Things must be done one at a time.”

As the words fell, the scarlet and green light pillar that had shot out from the cauldron gradually disappeared. Su Chen felt that the world before his eyes had become clear, no longer having that hazy filter.

And at this very moment, a clap of thunder sounded, shaking everyone to their core.

The dilapidated Scarlet Thunder Cauldron exploded with a roar, and a stormy wind swept in. Countless scarlet metal fragments flew in all directions, integrating into the scarlet and green light shield that covered the sky.