My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 197

“Sacred Feast…” Ni Chuan’s face changed slightly. Thinking of those difficult Demonic Gods, his teeth couldn’t help but ache. “That’s going to be troublesome.”

After a moment of thought, he asked, “Are there any other situations?”

“No.” Lan Hao thought carefully, and indeed there were no other situations.

“Good, if there’s any situation, let me know at any time,” Ni Chuan said. “After this time, we shouldn’t meet again. The risk is not small.”

Lan Hao snorted to himself. He didn’t want to meet either, but the Stone of the Underworld he had was limited. After using it twice, it was all gone.

“This is for you.” Ni Chuan seemed to know what he was thinking and threw out another metal box.

Lan Hao opened it and saw that it contained black metal blocks.

“Then there’s no problem.” Lan Hao put them into his personal space and watched Ni Chuan leave.

“What exactly does Father want to do?” Lan Hao stood there, pondering. “The conflict between the sect and the Royal Court is almost irreconcilable. Is contacting someone from the Royal Court now a retreat? Or is he really preparing to switch sides?”

He couldn’t figure it out, but since his father had given him the plan, he would just follow it.

Glancing at the time, Lan Hao briefly distinguished the direction and prepared to find a mutated species to fool that group of people.

Not long after his figure disappeared, Ni Chuan walked out of the fog again, looked left and right, and muttered, “This damned Nethermist is truly disgusting.”

“This guy…” Su Chen, hidden in the spatial rift, felt a pang of fear.

The opponent’s professional level was definitely very high. If it weren’t for the Nethermist, even if he was hidden in the spatial rift, he would probably have been discovered.

After waiting for a long time, Su Chen carefully emerged and followed the traces of Lan Hao’s departure.

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“What a pity for this Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder…” On the way back, dragging the wolf corpse with pale golden manes, Lan Hao’s eyes were unfocused, and he couldn’t help but feel regret.

After all, he was a Morning Star-tier Professional, and it was a rare opportunity. If he became a Chosen One, he might even enter the Ancient King’s sight.

This was an opportunity that those two “star seeds” in the Holy Church didn’t have.

However, that spirituality was blind and simply didn’t fancy him.

“But, Wan Chen must be full of hope right now…” Lan Hao thought of Wan Chen’s face and couldn’t help but let out a sneer, “What a pity… what a pity…”

If this profession fell into the hands of the Royal Court, he definitely wouldn’t have to think about it anymore, but Wan Chen wouldn’t have the opportunity either.

“Even if your talent is good, so what? You’re still like me, without spiritual recognition, and you’ll never become a Morning Star-tier Professional in your lifetime.”

Thinking about it, Lan Hao felt even more delighted. “And that Su Chen, he’s getting along well with Wan Chen. He has some small cleverness, knowing to find a backer, but he’s not clever enough.”

“Forget it, I won’t bother with him. After returning to the sect, he will naturally understand that taking sides early isn’t a good thing.”

Initially, Lan Hao had wanted to retaliate severely after returning, but in the past few days, his anger had subsided, and he had facilitated such a “major event,” so his mental state was somewhat different, and he was too lazy to care about Su Chen anymore.

As he was thinking, Lan Hao felt a warmth under his nose. He subconsciously wiped it, and the slippery sensation made him pause. He looked down, and striking red blood came into view.

“This…” His face changed slightly, not knowing what had happened.

He looked back at the corpse he was dragging. It was just an ordinary fifth-tier mutated species, killed without much effort, so it was impossible to have caused him any internal injuries.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn’t help but open his mouth, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a “poof.”

“What… what’s going on!” A sharp pain came from his chest and abdomen, and Lan Hao’s expression was horrified. He didn’t even know what had happened.

“Ah—”

With a scream, he knelt on the ground with a thud, his ten fingers digging deep into the rock crevices, his knuckles distorted and deformed from excessive force.

His spine arched backward as if entangled by an invisible giant python, and his shoulder blades made a grating, dislocating sound under his skin.

“So fierce…”

In the distance, Su Chen was secretly astonished. At this moment, black lightning surged around him, and he had entered his professional fusion state.

The special ability it brought greatly reduced the mental energy consumption when he used Spirit Control against other targets.

Mental energy was draining like a flood, but the Reverse Elementer was squeezing his physical strength, converting it into mental energy, and the nutrients stored by the Glutton were rapidly converting back into physical strength.

His Spirit Control just now was to severely injure Lan Hao, which was a continuous process. He could interrupt the mental energy consumption at any time to end this process.

He had originally intended to weaken Lan Hao as much as possible to pave the way for his next move.

But he didn’t expect the effect to be surprisingly potent. Su Chen’s eyes flickered slightly, and he continued to consume mental energy, draining it more than four times.

Given Su Chen’s current situation, coupled with the Glutton’s储备 resources, he could only be drained five times.

“I…” Lan Hao was still in the dark. His heart twitched violently, and the veins on his forehead bulged like wriggling earthworms. His mental energy surged continuously and was also inexplicably rapidly depleting.

A tearing sensation erupted simultaneously from all his limbs, and a gurgling sound with blood foam overflowed from his open throat. His pupils shrank to pinpricks in the intense pain.

His heart was filled with terror. His hands trembled as he struggled to mobilize his boiling mental energy, taking out a healing potion from his spatial inventory.

Bang!

The hands holding the potion were kicked away, and the inertia dragged his body to the ground.

Lan Hao propped himself up, his heart filled with horror. He hadn’t expected someone to ambush him in the dark, and he was already so injured without even seeing the person.

He looked up, first stunned, then turned pale with fright.

He saw the person wearing a mask, with their head slightly bowed. Black patterns intertwined, converging on their head to form a vertical pupil.

“You… you are… a Demonic God believer!”

Lan Hao instantly recalled the images of Demonic God believers he had seen in the Holy Church. The black vertical pupil on the head seemed to belong to a Demonic God called Hei Tuo.

His expression was terrified, and his heart rate quickened a few beats. Born in a sect from a young age, he had almost never encountered these Demonic Gods.

But no matter where he encountered this information, it brought him warnings, warnings, and more warnings!

These guys were all lunatics, acting without regard for consequences.

“The effect seems to be even better than I imagined…” Su Chen was secretly astonished. It seemed that noble birth wasn’t all good.

If it were a normal Professional like Ying Feng, seeing a Demonic God believer wouldn’t scare them to this extent.

He had worried that this guy would fight back desperately, as he was a fifth-tier Professional, and even in this severely injured state, he still had some ability to resist.

“It’s good that you know.” Su Chen’s voice was low.

Lan Hao’s throat rolled, and he forced himself to calm down. “Sir, let’s talk peacefully. If there’s anything you need, I’m willing to help.”

He recalled that although these lunatics acted recklessly, they wouldn’t do certain things for no reason.

Their only purpose was to please the god they worshipped.

“Already giving up?” Su Chen was silent, but since it was like this, he was not polite and asked directly, “That person you just met, was he from another sect or from the Royal Court?”

He saw that I met Ni Chuan?

Lan Hao grew even more panicked. Did Ni Chuan not even notice him lurking in the dark?

Such a powerful person actually ambushed him? Simply shameless!

“Speak!” Su Chen shouted, and Lan Hao, trembling with fear, said, “Royal Court, he is from the Royal Court, one of the commanders of the Garrison Army.”

Garrison Army? That name doesn’t sound very friendly.

“Aren’t you from the Bronze Sect? How could you conspire with the Royal Court? What were you talking about with him?” Su Chen pressed.

“This…” At this point, Lan Hao hesitated.

“Forget it, then send him to please my lord.” Su Chen’s voice was faint. “Everything that just happened, I can only search your memories for it.”

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you…” Lan Hao disregarded everything else. The threats of these guys were not just empty words. They simply wouldn’t care about your background.

Immediately, he relayed all of their previous conversation.

“So this is how it is. This Lan Family is playing both sides…” Su Chen frowned after hearing this. The people from the Royal Court had also arrived, and they seemed to have the means to deal with Qing Cang. This was not good news.

“You said you’re willing to help me with all your might?” Su Chen asked, lowering his head.

“You say…” Lan Hao’s heart felt a flicker of joy. Saying so meant that the other party truly needed his help.

“What are the requirements for your Lan Family’s Phoenix Sacred Profession?” Su Chen asked directly.

Lan Hao was startled by the question, not expecting this Demonic God believer to inquire about their family’s Sacred Position.

“This, I don’t know the specific requirements. It’s just a single job,” Lan Hao said hurriedly.

“Oh…” Su Chen nodded and then said, “Since that’s the case, how many have you taken?”

“Currently one…” he said cautiously.

“Tell me about it…”

“It’s not that I’m unwilling to say it. I’ve been branded with a mental contract, so I really can’t talk about related professions,” Lan Hao said with a dejected face.

“Mental contract…” Su Chen nodded, sighing, “Since that’s the case, let’s send you into the embrace of my lord.”

He took a step forward, as if he was about to make a move immediately.

“This…” Lan Hao’s eyebrows twitched, helplessly, “I am the son of the family head, I can forcibly tear open the contract.”

Su Chen said nothing, placing his palm on the other’s head. Lan Hao took a deep breath, and as soon as he uttered a word, a gut-wrenching wail escaped him. With immense difficulty, he spewed out all the professional requirements.

“Mental contract…” Su Chen could feel Lan Hao’s spirit fluctuating violently.

【Discovered a special profession – Enduring Walker. Can be employed after fulfilling the requirements.】

【Profession Requirement 1: Must have employed at least four physical-type professions, with at least two being top-tier professions.】

【Profession Requirement 2: Repair over a hundred fatal injuries with self-recovery ability alone.】

【Profession Requirement 3: Apply the resin of an immortal ancient tree to oneself and absorb it into the body.】

This profession… Su Chen glanced at it. The difficulty was moderate. The only troublesome thing was the resin of the immortal ancient tree.

【The Enduring Walker, who walks on the edge of life and death, possesses an extremely strong and resolute will. To express respect to the majestic Great Venerable, the second profession requirement is weakened, only needing to repair over ten fatal injuries.】

Lan Hao was almost slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, blood foam continuously bubbling from his throat, his breath faint as if he could die at any moment.

“If I’m not mistaken, you should know one more, after all, you’ve already taken this profession, you must be preparing for the next one.” Su Chen crouched down and asked gently.

“I…” Lan Hao’s body stiffened. Feeling the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, he gritted his teeth and asked, “Are you really going to let me go?”

“I wasn’t going to, originally.” Su Chen said. Lan Hao let out a bitter laugh, but then heard the other party say, “But since you betrayed your own people, no one can testify about what happened today.”

“You might still be useful later, so as long as you cooperate honestly, I won’t kill you.”

These were all excuses. Su Chen genuinely didn’t intend to kill him; it would be too much trouble.

Upon hearing these words, Lan Hao inexplicably gained a bit of strength. These words made sense. At least, he had grasped hope.

“Indeed, there is indeed one more…” He propped himself up. “Let me have a drink of medicine, otherwise, before I finish, I’ll die…”

Su Chen reached out and pulled over the potion that had been kicked away earlier, pouring a fifth of it into his mouth.

This guy is so powerful, yet so cautious—these Demonic God believers are all beasts!

Lan Hao cursed silently in his heart, truly not intending to resist. He eagerly swallowed the potion, and after recovering a bit, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain of his spirit tearing, and continued to narrate.

【Discovered a special profession – Nurturer. Can be employed after fulfilling the requirements.】

【Profession Requirement 1: Must have at least four top-tier physical-type professions.】

【Profession Requirement 2: Obtain and consume over a thousand hearts of different races, not lower than one’s own tier.】

【Profession Requirement 3: Revive the eternally withered flower with one’s own blood.】

The difficulty of this profession has increased quite a bit. A thousand hearts. It’s hard to say if Scarlet Thunder Star even has that many non-human mutated races. Su Chen pondered slightly—【The Nurturer, who walks among all spirits, is not welcomed, but still expresses respect to the Great Venerable. The second job requirement is weakened, only needing to consume a hundred hearts.】

Lan Hao watched him nervously.

“One more thing, your storage space…” Su Chen’s voice was like a devil’s whisper. Lan Hao had no intention of resisting and cooperated by taking out various items.

Mostly potions, a few weapons, and scattered objects. Su Chen meticulously asked about the uses and names of these items.

“That should be all, right.” Su Chen asked, with a hint of doubt.

“That’s all. My space is only a little over ten cubic meters,” Lan Hao explained.

With things having come to this, Su Chen used the flowing wind to obscure his head and whispered, “Enchant this person’s mind, and make him respond honestly to my questions.”

Mental energy surged out again like a flood. This was still a continuous consumption, but… perhaps because Lan Hao’s spiritual body was already in a severely injured state, the consumption was not too great.

Lanhao’s eyes were dull, and Su Chen asked, “Did you deceive me in anything you told me just now?”

“No,” Lan Hao shook his head, lost.

“So honest?” Su Chen was surprised. Estimating that his mental energy could last a bit longer, he tried asking Lan Hao to repeat the professions he had just mentioned again, but the result was still continuous wailing.

Su Chen did not let him continue and stopped.

“It seems that this mental contract, whether active or passive, is at play.”

Lan Hao snapped out of it, somewhat dazed, but the person in front of him had already vanished, and there were two bottles of healing potions where he had stood.

“He actually let me go.” Lan Hao’s heart actually filled with joy. These Demonic God believers were quite trustworthy.

Picking up the two bottles of potions on the ground, he quickly poured them into his mouth.

In another part of the Nethermist, Su Chen looked strangely at the slowly unfolding panel—【You skillfully used your professional abilities to severely injure Lan Hao, the recognized one, beyond your tier and instilled awe in him. Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder expresses approval, and you have received a Punishment Thunder Potion.】

Su Chen couldn’t help but murmur, “It can even give physical items?”