My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Undercurrents Surging – The Power of [Holy Hand]

According to Bu Siqi’s speculation, when Chu Xuan died, Wei Yinsuo was probably in a chaotic situation facing the blood sacrifice. He later lost contact and had no chance of knowing about this matter.

“What’s his situation now?” Su Chen couldn’t help but ask.

“I don’t know, he’s probably undergoing emergency treatment, after all, he’s a Chief Justice.” Bu Siqi shrugged, saying “pissed off” was just a vent, “the Chief definitely won’t let him die.”

Speaking of this, he sighed with emotion, “This is a Chief Justice. Even if two cities were blood-sacrificed due to his mistakes, it probably wouldn’t matter much.”

“When is Mr. Wei returning?” Su Chen asked again.

Bu Siqi shook his head: “It is said that those Chief Justices found a lot of clues and are currently pursuing them. They probably won’t be back anytime soon.”

Su Chen frowned, disappointed.

“Wei Yinsuo…”

…

The Medical Department within the Tribunal was located in a rather remote southeastern corner.

Thanks to various potions, the strong recovery abilities of professionals, and the internal safety of Southwind, it was difficult for most Chief Justices to suffer severe injuries.

Its presence in the Tribunal was not high, and few people visited it on weekdays.

But today was different. Even the Chief Justices from the Discipline Department stood at the entrance.

In the medical room on the top floor, Wei Yinsuo’s body floated in the pale green liquid of a cylindrical medical tank. Countless tiny bubbles floated upwards along his damaged torso.

His injuries were horrifying; almost no part of his body was intact, and black blood continuously oozed out.

Repair fluid formed a vortex at the wounds, and new granulation tissue intertwined and reconstructed at a visible speed. The circulation system on the medical tank’s side continuously changed the liquid’s color.

Whenever the green liquid became cloudy to a certain extent, the filtration device would light up blue, draining the liquid and injecting new repair fluid.

On both sides of the tank, four sweating Medical Occupational professionals stood, emitting green light from their hands, intertwining and converging in the liquid at Wei Yinsuo’s missing limbs, reconstructing them.

Suddenly, Wei Yinsuo’s recovering injuries worsened again, and the seemingly repaired wounds burst open.

A large amount of black liquid gushed out, staining the repair fluid blackish-brown.

Drip–drip–

The real-time monitoring device outside the medical tank continuously refreshed the data stream, and Wei Yinsuo’s eyelids trembled, finally seeming to regain consciousness.

“Stop…” The Medical Director hurriedly shouted, and the four stopped their movements simultaneously. Mechanical arms suspended from the ceiling fished Wei Yinsuo out of the tank and placed him on an adjacent bed.

“Thank goodness… thank goodness…” He wiped his sweat, looking at Wei Yinsuo, who was gradually opening his eyes.

“How is he? How’s the repair coming along?”

As soon as he stepped out, he was questioned by Chong Jingtian. Jiang Shumo and You Shan, who was rubbing her temples, stood behind him.

Nearby, several anxious Senior Judges were also present, including Xue Fei.

“He’s awake…” Facing the Chief Justices, the director felt immense pressure. “Chief Justice Wei’s injuries are too severe, and there’s still a highly corrosive Demonic God Power lingering in his body.”

“Previously, without self-awareness, forced repairs would only turn his body into a battlefield and harm him instead.”

“Fortunately, Chief Justice You just repaired his mental body. After waking him, we can use more methods.”

Hearing this, Chong Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming that Wei Yinsuo could communicate, he entered with Jiang Shumo and You Shan.

“Chief…” Seeing Chong Jingtian enter, Wei Yinsuo, who was still a bit dazed, tried to force himself up but only felt excruciating pain.

“Just lie down.” Chong Jingtian gestured with his hand, asking with concern, “What exactly happened? How did you get so badly injured?”

A bitter smile appeared on Wei Yinsuo’s elongated face, “It’s all my fault. Because of personal grudges, I disregarded Xia Hanshi’s warning, which led to such a catastrophe.”

“Two cities were blood-sacrificed by Heituo Cultists, and I was also severely wounded, fleeing for several months before barely escaping.”

Chong Jingtian’s eyes flickered. He naturally knew about the blood-sacrificed cities, but he needed the details, so he continued to ask:

“Heituo usually likes distorted mental bodies, but according to the information we’ve gathered, it seems that Heituo’s believers didn’t inflict much torment before the blood sacrifice.”

“Indeed…” Wei Yinsuo’s face became solemn, “That’s why I was caught off guard. This blood sacrifice is very strange. They seem to have stored the evil substances gathered from flesh, blood, and mental bodies, instead of directly offering them to the Demonic God as usual.”

“Stored them.” Chong Jingtian’s face darkened slightly.

Jiang Shumo then asked, “Old Wei, where did you come from?”

“…The High Priest of Heituo pursued me all the way. I dared not approach any cities along the way, just fled blindly.” At this, Wei Yinsuo’s face turned pale, coughing incessantly, black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

“His mental body is almost shattered. I barely managed to repair it, but it will take a long time to fully recover,” You Shan explained.

“Chief, the Demonic God Cult is planning something big. We must not take it lightly,” Wei Yinsuo said urgently.

“I know, you rest easy first.” Chong Jingtian sighed, then turned around to see several Senior Judges standing at the door, all of them Wei Yinsuo’s students, looking concerned.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, his eyes wandered, then he turned back helplessly: “Old Fourth, there’s something you need to be mentally prepared for.”

Wei Yinsuo, with his pale, suffering face, looked even more bewildered upon hearing this.

“Chu Xuan… died.” Chong Jingtian felt a bit ashamed as he spoke.

“Chu Xuan…” Wei Yinsuo’s face froze, his weak voice filled with disbelief, his voice rising several decibels, “Dead?”

Wei Yinsuo even thought he had misheard. Chu Xuan was not only his student but also a core seed of the Tribunal, with an Emerald-level Talent.

He was the successor upon whom Wei Yinsuo had placed high hopes, a potential seed who could compete for the Chief Justice position. How could he just die?

After the disbelief, an absurd feeling filled his chest, making him think for a moment that Chong Jingtian was playing a prank on him.

“Chief, this…” Wei Yinsuo didn’t even know how to ask, his brain throbbing faintly, “What exactly happened?! Who… who killed him!”

“I must take primary responsibility for this matter.” Chong Jingtian said in a deep voice, “The one who killed him was Meng Qi.”

“Meng Qi?” A cowering figure appeared in Wei Yinsuo’s mind. It was the young man who often followed Chu Xuan.

“He dared to kill Chu Xuan?” Wei Yinsuo still found it incredible, “He could kill Chu Xuan?”

“He’s a…” Chong Jingtian thought for a long time before saying: “A special life form, related to the faceless ghost. None of us saw it.”

Wei Yinsuo fell silent, then began to cough, spitting out large mouthfuls of black blood. After a long while, he stopped, his voice extremely weak: “He, where is he?”

“Dead.” Jiang Shumo saw Chong Jingtian’s embarrassment and answered for him.

“He’s dead too?” Wei Yinsuo was stunned, not expecting so many things to have happened after he left.

“Yes,” Jiang Shumo nodded, “killed by Teng Liang.”

Teng Liang… Wei Yinsuo was startled, Xia Hanshi’s student. “The whole thing is too complicated to explain in a few words. Your students are waiting for you, let them tell you.” Jiang Shumo motioned for the Senior Judges outside to come in.

Chong Jingtian and the others told him to rest well and then left the room.

Wei Yinsuo was helpless; he couldn’t question Chong Jingtian.

“Teacher…” Several Senior Judges stood nearby, looking worried.

“Uncle…” Xue Fei’s eyes were red.

“Xue Fei…” Wei Yinsuo glared at his nephew, angrily asking, “What exactly happened? Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on Chu Xuan?”

Xue Fei’s eyes flickered, revealing a complex expression as he explained helplessly, “…Uncle, it’s not that I didn’t keep an eye on him. This matter is truly…”

He explained word by word, from Chu Xuan’s battle with Su Chen, to his death, then to Meng Qi’s killing, and then to Teng Liang’s trial.

“…He actually died inside the Tribunal… and there are Heituo Cultists confirming it…” Wei Yinsuo truly hadn’t expected things to be this complicated.

“Teacher, this matter is truly strange. Teng Liang is still locked up in the Tribunal. Do you want to personally look into it?” Xue Fei whispered, “And that Su Chen, if not for that battle, which dealt Chu Xuan a blow, perhaps he wouldn’t have died.”

Wei Yinsuo remained silent for a long time, his eyes cold, “Who told you to say that?”

“This…” Xue Fei paused, then stammered, “These are all facts, many people can testify.”

“Get out.” Wei Yinsuo said coldly.

“Uncle,” Xue Fei called out.

“Scram!” Wei Yinsuo roared, coughing repeatedly.

“Don’t be angry, I’m leaving now.” Xue Fei looked terrified, quickly turned and left, a sinister glint flashing across his eyes, “Old geezer!”

Only Wei Yinsuo was left in the medical room. He stared at the ceiling, his eyes unfocused.

“…Is this your Tribunal? Such a good student, and he just died like that… and in the Tribunal…”

A voice suddenly rang out in his ear, but Wei Yinsuo was not surprised. He responded in his mind, “Did you say you fooled them?”

The voice said, “Pretty much. You’re so badly injured, their suspicion will stay within certain limits. Besides, I exist in your body as residual power; no one can find anything unusual.”

Wei Yinsuo asked, “Can you contact the Heituo Cultists in Southwind and ask them why they came forward to identify him, and how Chu Xuan died?”

“You are about to have a long and enduring life. A student is just a student, there will be many more in the future, why care?” The voice did not agree, but rather said:

“It’s better that he’s dead now. Those high-ranking officials won’t test you further given this situation.”

Wei Yinsuo sighed, “What a pity. I could have sacrificed him to Heituo. After all, Emerald-level Talent is worth savoring.”

These words silenced the voice.

“I didn’t expect Su Chen to be so powerful, no wonder your god is interested in him…” Wei Yinsuo added: “I hope you keep your promise.”

“Don’t worry, successful or not, you will not only survive, but my master will bestow upon you a long life that you will find tiresome.”

…

“Old Wei, should be fine, right?” Chong Jingtian left the Medical Department, looking at the two people beside him with hesitation.

You Shan said, “I can’t see any anomalies in his mental body, and it was almost shattered, truly on the brink of death. I think it should be fine.”

“On the verge of death, but he still didn’t die. It’s not out of the question that it’s a ploy to gain sympathy,” Jiang Shumo shook his head, making You Shan frown.

Jiang Shumo added, “But his injuries won’t heal in a short while, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

“I’m going to try to trace back from where he appeared, to see if I can find some clues. The people from Yuandu are almost here too, so I’ll go meet them on the way.”

“Okay,” Chong Jingtian nodded, cautioning, “Be careful.”

…

The news of Wei Yinsuo’s grave injuries caused quite a stir in the Tribunal. Many people visited him one after another, astonished by the severity of his injuries.

At the same time, Chu Xuan’s death was brought up again, and there were many sighs of sorrow and regret.

There were even rumors that Wei Yinsuo, despite his severe injuries, went to see Chu Xuan’s body and burst into tears, almost fainting.

The festive atmosphere of Yuanqing Day thus quietly faded, and another half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In the gravity room, Su Chen frowned deeply, his entire body suspended in mid-air, his hair floating upwards against gravity, as if immersed in an invisible ocean of energy.

Azure electric serpents surged wildly around his body, a grayish-green vortex coiled around his left half, with ice crystals and sand mixed within the airflow. His right half burned with crimson-gold flames, the core continuously exploding, scorching the surrounding air into distorted ripples.

These elemental forces intertwined and transformed into each other, eventually condensing into a single entity and gradually calming down.

[Arcane Hand development progress reached 50%, acquired professional ability – Holy Hand: Extract all mental power to enhance the next use of a professional ability.]

This was a new professional ability acquired when the occupational development reached 50%.

Su Chen slowly descended from mid-air, let out a breath, and reined in his boiling mental power, carefully examining the newly awakened ability.

“Extract mental power to enhance attacks…” Su Chen was curious and immediately tried it.

He tried to activate the new ability, and immediately felt his mental power being continuously drawn out, converging somewhere in his body, and transforming into a special kind of energy.

But soon, he felt his brain getting dizzy, which was a sign of his mental power being drained.

It was only because he had recently been experiencing this feeling frequently in order to fulfill the [Reverser] professional requirements that he could still hold on.

“Damn it, my brain is already dizzy, how can I fight?” Su Chen held on, originally intending to build up power, but his current state was not good, and he was afraid of losing control in the end and making a fool of himself.

He simply unleashed Adamant Thunder Armor. In an instant, the strange power, gathered from his spirit, exploded.

Su Chen’s body was almost engulfed by scorching thunder, which then rapidly contracted, changing from a rampant dispersion to a concentrated form.

The electric currents were forcibly compressed into liquid plasma, flowing rapidly along Su Chen’s muscles and veins.

These incandescent energy fluids solidified instantly upon touching his skin, forming a crystalline plating with a metallic luster.

Interlocking scales tightly interlocked like dragon scales, swiftly forming a full-body thunder armor, with flowing thunder patterns sealed within each plate.

“It’s indeed much more powerful.”

Su Chen endured his exhaustion, looking at the thunder armor covering his entire body. To observe the changes in his ability directly, he did not apply the ability to the scales.

(End of this chapter)