My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 163

Chapter 163: First Knowledge of the Royal Court, Vast World

With doubts in his heart, Su Chen immediately considered and said,

“Chief, you seem to be in a great hurry. Logically speaking, getting recognition shouldn’t be so urgent, right?”

With his current status, even if he asked something he shouldn’t have, there would be no consequences.

“This matter…” Chong Jingtian pondered, and neither Jiang Shumo nor You Shan spoke.

“It’s no harm to tell you.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Shumo’s eyes, and You Shan was also quite astonished.

Su Chen couldn’t help but straighten his body, anticipating that the information to follow would be quite significant.

“Because of the Sacred Feast…” Chong Jingtian’s voice was leisurely, and he didn’t beat around the bush, directly stating, “When the Heretic God Cultists reach a certain number and the power they can borrow from the Demonic God gradually increases, they will jointly initiate the Sacred Feast.”

“When the Sacred Feast begins, it means breaking through the barrier with the Demonic God’s main body. At that time, the land will become a paradise for the Demonic God.”

Chong Jingtian’s words were concise, but Su Chen’s heart trembled. He couldn’t help but ask, “It can’t be that the Sacred Feast is imminent, can it?”

“Exactly.” Chong Jingtian nodded heavily. “Your teacher and several other Judges haven’t returned yet because they are confirming this matter. Currently, they are seventy percent sure.”

Su Chen’s face changed, and a feeling of exasperation arose spontaneously.

He was still developing, so why was the world suddenly ending?

With the power of those Demonic Gods, after the Sacred Feast began, what was the point of even playing? They might as well just surrender.

He wondered if his disguise could fool the Demonic God’s main body. Subconsciously, Su Chen had already begun to think about a way out.

Soon, he curbed his thoughts and looked at Chong Jingtian, “Chief, can’t this Sacred Feast be stopped?”

“It can…” Chong Jingtian nodded, but helplessly said, “But the problem is that this vast mist isolates everything, and there are many places we simply cannot reach.”

“Otherwise, we would never have allowed the Heretic God Cultists to develop to this extent.”

This mist… Su Chen sighed inwardly, a non-combat fault.

But he also realized that there was not much despair in Chong Jingtian’s words.

He understood, “Besides directly stopping the Sacred Feast, are there other methods?”

“External forces.” Chong Jingtian looked up, as if seeing the boundless starry sky through the ceiling and the vast mist, and uttered two words, “Royal Court.”

“Royal Court?”

Su Chen’s eyes were momentarily blank, but soon, he realized something.

“It might be hard for you to understand,” Chong Jingtian seemed to be thinking about how to explain, “The so-called Chihlei Star is actually a planet, like this…”

He waved his hand, and energy gathered, forming a sphere in his hand, “It’s like this!”

The concept of Chihlei Star is widely circulated, but like Nanfeng City, many people believe it’s just a naming convention, and almost no one delves into why it’s called that.

Apart from that, there are no other concepts of planets, and due to the influence of the vast mist, it’s even harder to discover that the ground is actually a sphere.

Su Chen nodded, waiting for the rest of the explanation.

Chong Jingtian was expecting Su Chen to ask more questions, but found that the other party was just looking at him, waiting for the rest, which surprised him.

Almost everyone who knew about this would ask questions from various angles.

Chong Jingtian encountered someone who didn’t ask for the first time, and was quite surprised, but it was hard to say anything, so he continued to explain:

“…And the area where this sphere is located is vast, with many planets similar to ours, which can be called… Aeon.”

“As for the Royal Court, you can understand it as a more powerful Ying Feng that governs many planets similar to ours,” he explained simply.

That’s it?

Su Chen hesitated to speak. When the name Royal Court came out, he probably guessed it. What he wanted to know was more information.

“As for the specific situation of the Royal Court…” Chong Jingtian shook his head, “I don’t know much either.”

Since he had already said so much, he simply said, “We only learned about these things because someone from the Royal Court descended from the sky ten years ago.”

“So the four cities stopped fighting because of this?” Su Chen suddenly realized, then asked in confusion, “Then why didn’t they bring Chihlei Star under their rule?”

“Bring it under their rule?” Chong Jingtian sighed, “It’s like asking us why we don’t bring those wilderness settlements under our rule.”

“There’s not much value, and because of the mist, the cost of ruling is too high.”

Chihlei Star is still worthless, how powerful must the Royal Court be?

Su Chen raised an eyebrow. Perhaps it wasn’t that it had no value, but that it had no value for governance, and these two were different.

But then, he realized it with a start, and said, “Is there mist in… outer space too?”

He originally wanted to say outer space, but then changed his words.

“Of course there is…” Chong Jingtian didn’t know why Su Chen would ask this, and pulled the topic back, “The Royal Court should be able to help us solve the trouble of the Sacred Feast, but they won’t pay the price for no reason.”

“So, someone recognized by the Red Flame Thunder God can make them act?” Su Chen speculated.

“That’s right…” Chong Jingtian nodded, but then explained, “The reason they would act is because a future Morning Star Stage is worth cultivating, and even more worth paying some price to deal with trouble for them.”

He was afraid that Su Chen would associate it with sacrifices or other bad things.

“So that’s how it is…” Su Chen pondered, and with that, many things were explained.

The Heretic God Cult was planning some Sacred Feast, so they acted frequently.

Yuandu wanted Hong Xuan to gain recognition in order to gain the favor of the Royal Court.

“However, whether or not one can gain recognition is up to fate and personal effort, so you don’t need to feel too much pressure. After all, there’s still Hong Xuan.” Chong Jingtian finally comforted him.

“I understand.” Su Chen nodded, but felt quite speechless.

Old Chong wanted him to understand the importance of the situation, so he exaggerated for a long time, then feared he would be too stressed, and pulled back a bit.

If he was willing to let Hong Xuan get recognized, there wouldn’t be so many problems.

“You’ve worked hard today, go back and rest. You don’t need to worry about the Essence of Spirituality anymore,” Chong Jingtian said again, and Su Chen stood up and took his leave.

After seeing Su Chen off and closing the door, Jiang Shumo finally spoke, “Is it a bit too early to let him know now?”

The matters of the Royal Court were almost only known to the Council of Elders and various department heads. There was no point in ordinary people knowing, and it might even cause some trouble.

“It’s already a bit late,” Chong Jingtian shook his head.

Jiang Shumo was silent, then sighed and said, “I’m going to get the Eye of the Thunder God.”

“Remember, the pure one,” Chong Jingtian reminded.

“He’s become quite popular,” Jiang Shumo said with a laugh, “Old Xia will probably mock you severely when he gets back.”

“If he can snatch it from Yuan Chenyang, I might not be able to either,” Chong Jingtian said calmly.

Jiang Shumo and You Shan were both stunned. “Just kidding.” Chong Jingtian was speechless, how could these two take it seriously.

…

Out of the venue, the gathered Judges had not completely dispersed. They were enthusiastically discussing the battle, with crowds surging and cheering wildly.

“…It’s really an eye-opener. I didn’t expect a third-tier professional to be so strong. The fight was dazzling, and I couldn’t even see it clearly.”

“Now, I wonder if those Yuandu people will still have the nerve to swagger around the Tribunal.”

“Lord Su Chen is out!”

Someone saw him come out and immediately gathered around, speaking with warmth and respect.

Su Chen greeted them one by one, but with more and more people, he had no choice but to retreat to the venue, find a secluded spot, and put on his mimetic mask before going out again.

“…Lord Su Chen acts steadily, is low-key and humble, and unlike those core seeds, doesn’t form cliques or engage in open strife. He has the demeanor of a Chief.”

“It’s estimated that he will become the Chief nine times out of ten in the future.”

Chief of the Tribunal… Hearing others’ discussions, Su Chen couldn’t help but shake his head.

Knowing about the Royal Court and the vast universe, his gaze was no longer fixed on merely being the Chief of the Tribunal.

Royal Court… Royal Court…

To be honest, Su Chen wasn’t that surprised. The ubiquitous ruins, unique professions, powerful Demonic Gods, and the Underworld, all indicated that this world was not simple.

If there were only these four cities, he would feel strange.

“The sea of stars…” Su Chen couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his heart. That boundless land was naturally alluring, not to mention the personal power that traverses the galaxies.

“Thinking too much, for now, I still need to be grounded and slowly improve myself.”

Passing through the crowd, Su Chen calmed his mind. His primary goal now should be to advance to the fourth tier, and then to see the broken stone slab again.

“Although the Sacred Feast crisis is imminent, it’s not without its benefits. At least, I don’t have to find the Essence of Spirituality myself.”

He had a headache searching for the Essence of Spirituality for a while, and communicating with those Underworld creatures took a lot of effort.

Today… Knowing many things, Su Chen’s thoughts flew until he returned to his residence and suddenly remembered to contact Senior Brother Teng to cancel the afternoon meeting.

“If everyone were like Senior Brother Teng, not asking too many questions, not saying too many words, it would be great,” Su Chen sighed as he looked at the “1” on the virtual screen.

Thinking of the future stars and seas, Su Chen felt even more motivated. He immediately rushed into the gravity training room and started training hard.

…

At the same time, amidst the vast white mist, in an unknown location.

Xia Hanshi and Yuan Poshan flew cautiously, concealing their aura, their eyes fixed on the huge, indistinct Faceless Statue in the distance.

“Good heavens, such a massive statue, it can’t all be Demonic God power, can it?” Yuan Poshan’s throat moved, his face filled with dread.

“Probably not,” Xia Hanshi’s face was cold and calm, “but such a large statue is certainly not simple.”

“What do the Heretic God Cultists want to do? They’re not preparing a blood sacrifice, but instead keep running with this statue.” Yuan Poshan was puzzled.

“I don’t know.” Xia Hanshi shook his head, his brow furrowed, “Follow them first, they must have a plan.”

…

The next day, Tang Chen stroked his mustache as he watched Chong Jingtian emerge from Wu Chenpei’s room. The two seemed to be chatting happily, as if they had completely forgotten the tense atmosphere of yesterday.

Wu Chenpei even escorted Chong Jingtian out the gate and watched him get into the car before returning.

“What’s he doing here? Did he agree to let Hong Xuan see the stone slab?” Tang Chen walked over and asked.

“You’re quite optimistic,” Wu Chenpei chuckled. “Chong Jingtian proposed a trade: a Saint for the Essence of Spirituality.”

“What?” Tang Chen was stunned and blurted out, “He wishes. That Essence of Spirituality is incredibly difficult to find. We only managed to find it with the help of…”

He spoke vaguely, but his words were filled with indignation, “He must want Su Chen to become a Spirit User to enhance his talent and increase the chance of gaining recognition. You absolutely cannot agree.”

“I agreed,” Wu Chenpei said.

“You…” Tang Chen was momentarily speechless.

Wu Chenpei calmly said, “Hong Xuan’s goal is not just recognition, but to become the sole chosen one. The Saint is an inevitable part of this. Although the Essence of Spirituality is hard to find, we still have a method.”

“As for that Su Chen…” Wu Chenpei shook his head, “Even if he becomes a Spirit User and barely gets recognized by luck, it won’t matter.”

Tang Chen carefully considered the details and then asked in surprise, “Did you plan this too? Did you know that the other party would trade the Saint when you gave those messages to Chong Jingtian?”

“You think I’m omnipotent,” Wu Chenpei laughed twice, then his expression turned somber. “I really didn’t expect someone from Ying Feng to defeat Hong Xuan head-on.”

Tang Chen knew he had misspoken and quickly changed the subject, asking, “How many did Chong Jingtian ask for?”

Wu Chenpei briefly summarized, “He made an outrageous demand, and after some negotiation, I agreed to give him two portions.”

“They got off easy,” Tang Chen said coldly. “If they didn’t have a method, they wouldn’t find even one in their entire lives. Two portions of Essence of Spirituality, if they’re lucky, should be enough to barely make that Su Chen a Spirit User.”

“Barely ordained.” Wu Chenpei shook his head, “If it’s not a perfect ordination, the ability will be greatly reduced, so don’t worry about it.”

Tang Chen was still worried, “But now Chong Jingtian will definitely let Su Chen see the stone slab before Hong Xuan. What if he really gets recognized?”

“It’s not a bad thing to give Chong Jingtian hope,” Wu Chenpei considered, “If that Su Chen succeeds, he’ll need our agreement even more to open the ruins of the other stone slab.”

“The broken stone slab only has incomplete spirituality and cannot give birth to a chosen one. And if Su Chen fails, Chong Jingtian’s hope is shattered, and he can still only agree to us.”

Tang Chen’s eyes lit up, convinced, “Your foresight is indeed impressive.”

The Essence of Spirituality was sent from Yuandu, and even if it was a solitary journey, it still took a considerable amount of time.

After Hong Xuan was defeated, the Tribunal rarely saw anyone from Yuandu again.

Under the deliberate manipulation of the Tribunal, the news spread throughout Ying Feng, and many felt a sense of relief, no longer cursing the Tribunal.

And the number of Judges dispatched by the Tribunal also increased, along with frequent actions by the Security Division, seemingly forgetting the past frictions for now.

Su Chen, on the other hand, returned to his usual routine, staying at his residence all day to train, rarely going out.

Thus, by mid-May, Ying Feng became lively again.

A new batch of young people from lower-level cities arrived in Ying Feng, ready to undergo assessments by various institutions.

Meanwhile, in Su Chen’s residence, Jiang Shumo took out an oval crystal the size of a fist.

Inside, there was a constantly contracting nebula-like vortex, occasionally bursting with spiderweb-like lightning patterns, and silver neural pathways naturally grew along its edges.

It was the Eye of the Thunder God, taken from a thunder beast, perfectly flawless, without a trace of blood.

(End of chapter)