My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 199

“Heh…” Chong Jingtian sneered, with a hint of disdain, “No one asked for your agreement.”

“Do you really think Qing Cang is benevolent just because he looks amiable? He agreed with just a casual mention from me?”

Zhou Yanwu’s face was unpredictable, which was also the part he couldn’t understand. How could Chong Jingtian have such a strong backing?

“It’s because… Su Chen.” Chong Jingtian glanced at him. “Qing Cang actually doesn’t care what happens to you afterward, and even, it’s not certain this transaction benefits him.”

“It’s just that Su Chen is very pleasing to his eyes, so he gave me some face.”

Su Chen… Zhou Yanwu really didn’t expect that it would still come back to Su Chen in the end.

He had thought that after Qing Cang and the others arrived, Su Chen would be worthless. Even if he showed astonishing visions when facing spirituality, without a powerful background and foundation, the chosen one would no longer have any connection with him.

But he actually caught Qing Cang’s eye again—

“Don’t think about it… the deal has been struck, and this is your only path.” Chong Jingtian shattered Zhou Yanwu’s last hope. “I know you might still want to contact the Royal Court.”

“But you also need to think about what value you possess that would make the Royal Court stick its neck out for you?”

Zhou Yanwu stared at him coldly, but then he was blank. Yes… what value did they have?

Chong Jingtian secretly shook his head, feeling a pang of sorrow. Zhou Yanwu seemed to have thought of something, adjusted his emotions, and said in a deep voice, “What if those people knew about the extraordinary visions Su Chen displayed when he faced spirituality?”

Chong Jingtian’s eyes were sharp, but he said, “In that case, Lord Qing Cang should value Su Chen even more.”

Although he said that, Chong Jingtian had some worries. Wan Chen and Lin Yue got along well with Su Chen, partly because of Qing Cang’s attitude, and partly because Su Chen posed no threat.

If it were exposed, would Qing Cang support him to the end?

Chong Jingtian couldn’t quite figure it out. What the other party said echoed in his ears. Even if one had a high degree of compatibility with their profession, it wouldn’t help if their talent wasn’t enough.

Even if he thought this in his heart, he would naturally not show any fear in front of Zhou Yanwu.

Zhou Yanwu’s cheeks twitched subtly, and at this moment, Jiang Shumo rushed over, ignoring everything else, and said with a hurried expression, “Chief, Tianqing’s transport ship has been intercepted by Xia Jie.”

Hearing this, Chong Jingtian was initially a little confused, and then his brow furrowed, “The Power of the Strange Gods!”

His face changed slightly, and he hurriedly followed Jiang Shumo out.

At the same time, a hammer-shaped blue transport ship had docked on one side of the gathering place. Even before the people inside disembarked, they saw the Bronze Church Army gathered around.

The pilot looked panicked, and in the communication channel, the gathering place’s communication officer ordered them not to make any move and wait for further instructions.

“Commander Xia…”

Xia Hanshi looked at his kinsman in front of him and asked with a frown, “Why are you surrounding this transport ship?”

Xia Jie’s face showed no arrogance. The old man in front of him was of the same professional rank as him, and not to be underestimated. He explained in a deep voice, “My men detected the aura of a Demonic God on it.”

Xia Hanshi’s heart sank slightly. He had originally wanted to avoid the current situation, but after learning that the Royal Court’s people were outside, he didn’t dare to let the transport ship stay in the distance.

After all, he was bringing Su Chen with him, and if the Royal Court found out, it would be over.

“It’s like this, the Demonic God’s aura you mentioned is an item containing the Power of the Strange Gods, and I had them send it over,” Xia Hanshi explained.

“You had them send it?” Xia Jie frowned slightly, his eyes inevitably scrutinizing. “Within the Bronze Sect, anything related to Demonic Gods is considered a forbidden item.”

Xia Hanshi’s eyes narrowed, radiating a dangerous aura. “This is not the Bronze Sect. After all, no one is managing the Sacred Feast.”

Xia Jie’s face turned cold, and he hesitated in his heart. This guy seemed to be Su Chen’s former master.

During this time, he had seen Su Chen and the other person together more than once.

If he were to get into a conflict with him…

“Commander Xia!” Chong Jingtian squeezed through the crowd and came in, blocking Xia Hanshi. He seemed puzzled, “What’s going on?”

Xia Jie’s expression softened, and he took the opportunity to explain the reason again.

“This was my oversight, not giving advance notice,” Chong Jingtian explained upon hearing this.

Su Chen also heard the commotion and came down from the airship, mingling with the crowd.

“It seems that Demonic Gods and related items are unwelcome everywhere,” he muttered, noticing the Bronze Church Army on high alert. He hadn’t expected such a big commotion.

Just then, his expression shifted slightly, and the gathered crowd automatically opened a path. It was Qing Cang who had arrived.

He had only emerged from the metal corridor last night and had been resting until now.

“What happened?” He stepped into the field, asking about the situation. Xia Jie could only narrate the reason once more.

“Demonic God related items?” Qing Cang raised an eyebrow, his reaction not particularly strong, and he looked towards the transport aircraft.

Chong Jingtian explained, “These are things we’ve accumulated from years of fighting against Demonic God worshipers. We brought them here to see if we can use them to find those hidden Demonic God worshipers.”

“Oh?” Qing Cang was a little surprised, “Do you have a way to utilize these Demonic God powers?”

Chong Jingtian helplessly explained, “It’s just a matter of luck.”

“Is that so?” Qing Cang didn’t seem to care much. After pondering for a moment, he asked, “Do you sell these Demonic God powers?”

“I can make an offer…” He thought for a moment, then hesitated, realizing it was difficult to set a price.

The common currency of the Dust Star Sea wasn’t popular here, and what Chong Jingtian and the others urgently needed was to resolve the trouble of the feast, which he couldn’t do.

Qing Cang wants to buy these Demonic God powers?

In the crowd, Su Chen couldn’t help but be astonished, “Are there ways to utilize these Demonic God powers in the outside world?”

“Uh…” Chong Jingtian hesitated for a moment, then hedged, “This is our last hope.”

Qing Cang sighed, not pressing the issue, but instead told Xia Jie, “Don’t watch too closely.”

Xia Jie nodded, signaling his subordinates to leave. Just as Qing Cang was dealing with the situation here, and preparing to re-enter the metal corridor filled with punishing fire and thunder.

Chong Jingtian suddenly called out to him, “Your Excellency…”

He whispered, “There’s something very important.”

“Oh?” Qing Cang was surprised. After a brief thought, he invited him into the flying ship.

“Good thing nothing happened.” Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, watching the dispersing crowd.

“You seem to have stored quite a bit of Demonic God power.”

A voice sounded in his ear. It was Wan Chen, who had appeared beside him at some point.

This guy always had a poker face, but he was always there for gossip, Su Chen secretly muttered, and then heard him remind him, “You can collect some Demonic God related items when you leave, they’re quite valuable and can sell for a lot of money.”

Su Chen’s heart stirred, and he couldn’t help but become interested. “We avoid Demonic Gods like the plague here. Do the things and sealed powers they leave behind have other uses?”

“Of course.” Wan Chen nodded, “Some people can utilize the Power of the Strange Gods to create things that are beneficial for job advancement.”

“Huh?” Su Chen’s body trembled, the surprise on his face was not feigned.

The job advancement process could be cheated, something he had witnessed early on with Zhang Hengyu.

However, similar methods were not abundant in Ying Feng. At most, they temporarily boosted mental or physical talents, and their application scenarios were not widespread.

But outside, it seemed to be more widely applied, and it was with the aid of the Power of the Strange Gods.

Wan Chen found Su Chen’s surprise perfectly normal. He explained, “Job requirements are myriad and strange. Even if we have resources and manpower, some requirements are truly difficult to meet, and forced advancement can affect one’s abilities.”

“And by using the Power of the Strange Gods, there’s a chance to distort the false spiritual perception of the profession.”

Su Chen knew about “pseudo-spirituality.” He had heard Lin Yue mention it by chance some time ago, a theory quite popular in the Dust Star Sea.

Roughly speaking, when you know all the information about a profession, a kind of pseudo-spirituality will emerge within you for that profession.

This pseudo-spirituality, from inside out, comprehensively supervises whether the professional requirements are met. If this pseudo-spirituality can be influenced, then job advancement is no longer a problem.

At that time, Su Chen was still very surprised. Didn’t this exactly explain the situation of the profession entered by the panel, which was to visualize this pseudo-spirituality? “However, it’s not something that can be achieved easily.” Seeing his interest, Wan Chen pulled back a bit. “This is not a conventional method. The Power of the Strange Gods is very dangerous, with a certain level of risk, and it’s difficult to say what effects it might have.”

“There are many cases of people being corroded by the Power of the Strange Gods and falling into corruption, but there are always those who take the risk, so these things are still quite valuable.”

“Is that so…” Su Chen pondered, only able to lament that it was ultimately a broader world.

Through this, the topic expanded to Demonic Gods, and Su Chen asked many questions, also gaining a lot of information.

Demonic God worshipers also operated in the Dust Star Sea; only the core areas of the sects were considered safe.

The most crucial point was that Demonic Gods also varied in strength, and the Demonic Gods appearing on the Scarlet Thunder Star were all well-known Greater Demonic Gods.

“It’s not that your Scarlet Thunder Star is particularly disaster-ridden…” Wan Chen explained, “but many lesser Demonic Gods in the Underworld don’t have the ability to cross planets and contaminate, and those who do are all Greater Demonic Gods.”

It was a case of survivor’s bias. Su Chen naturally understood this principle.

Inside the spaceship, Qing Cang, after hearing Chong Jingtian’s narration, dramatically changed color, suddenly stood up, and repeatedly asked, “Did you really see such a person?”

“Indeed…” Chong Jingtian, seeing Qing Cang’s strong reaction, grew more suspicious of what Xia Hanshi had said. Was it really him who discovered it?

He said solemnly, “I went out on patrol last night and found this person a great distance away.”

“The sense of threat emanating from him was very strong, and I didn’t dare to approach, only catching a rough glimpse.”

Finally, Chong Jingtian cautiously asked, “Who is this person?”

“Ni Chuan… A Royal Court operative.” Qing Cang’s face was grim. He didn’t believe Chong Jingtian was lying; having never left the Scarlet Thunder Star, if he hadn’t seen him, the other party wouldn’t know Ni Chuan’s appearance.

But the question was, why would someone from the Royal Court come, and so quickly?

“Do the other three cities also have ways to contact the Royal Court?” Qing Cang asked in a deep voice.

Chong Jingtian understood the other party’s meaning and immediately explained, “Lieyang and Tianqing have no idea about the stone slab. Yuandu and I didn’t initially know that the slab contained the Morning Star stage profession. We definitely didn’t contact them secretly.”

Although he lied, it was essentially true that it wasn’t them.

“If it wasn’t you…” Qing Cang pondered for a moment, roughly ruling out Chong Jingtian and the others’ suspicion.

Judging by the speed, the Royal Court’s people probably set off at roughly the same time as him. Even if people on the Scarlet Thunder Star contacted the Royal Court, it would be too much of a coincidence.

Qing Cang didn’t finish speaking before his face gradually darkened, subtly suppressing his anger. He hadn’t told anyone the specific coordinates of this place before he came.

“Then now…” Chong Jingtian couldn’t help but ask, “We can’t wait any longer.” Qing Cang paced back and forth, his expression flickering, then suddenly he stopped and said in a deep voice, “Follow me.”

Chong Jingtian, bewildered, quickly followed Qing Cang out of the spaceship, only to see him walk to the metal corridor that spewed scarlet fire, but not enter it.

Then, watching Qing Cang’s actions, his expression shook. Was this…?

“How are Demonic Gods born?” Wan Chen heard Su Chen’s question, thought for a moment, and was about to speak, but his eyes darted around erratically, and then his face stiffened. He stared blankly in a certain direction, speechless.

Su Chen was waiting for the answer to his question, but found that the other party seemed to have seen something incredible.

Following his gaze, his heart also skipped a beat.

He saw that Qing Cang, who usually exuded a detached demeanor, was now kneeling in front of the crimson corridor.

Driven mad by torture?

Su Chen subconsciously thought, but then noticed Wan Chen’s eyes blazing with fervent light. He instantly moved closer.

Something big was about to happen, Su Chen had a premonition. The crowd gathering around gradually grew, including Xia Hanshi, who was processing the Demonic God items transported from Tianqing, and Zhou Yanwu, with his solemn face.

Qing Cang did not shy away from others’ gazes. He knelt on the ground, his voice loud, spreading far and wide, “Master, the Royal Court’s people have arrived. Please, I ask for your assistance.”

Master…?

Su Chen’s breath caught slightly. The Ancient King, was he really here?

And he had already infiltrated this ruin?

Wan Chen’s breathing quickened, his eyes burning with intense light, silently clenching his fists. Xia Hanshi’s gaze narrowed. The Bronze Ancient King?

When Qing Cang’s words fell, there was no movement at first, and everyone around showed looks of doubt.

It was then that a rumble echoed from the ground. The crimson metal ground around the entrance of the ruins began to vibrate violently, and cracks spread across the ground like a spiderweb. With a thunderous crash, it shattered like a fragile eggshell, extending in all directions.

Rumbling!

Crimson lava burst through its shackles, and pillars of fire, carrying violent lightning, shot tens of thousands of meters into the sky. The firmament was instantly devoured by a scarlet thunder storm, and electric serpents tore through the clouds, intertwined with the ground fire.

Everyone’s faces were horrified, and Qing Cang had already risen. A swirling blue current suddenly expanded, engulfing everyone in the gathering place, including the vehicles and airships, pulling them back with irresistible force.

At the center of the fire and thunder purgatory, the ground melted, as if a great earth dragon were turning over, accompanied by an unpleasant grinding sound of metal. A magnificent giant shadow, having shattered the rock layers from underground, ascended straight up.

The overturned earth and stones turned into a molten rain, and the shockwave it generated kicked up layers of dust.

To the astonished gazes of the crowd, a three-legged, two-handled, dragon-patterned scarlet-gold cauldron, over ten thousand meters high, emerged from the fire and thunder inferno.

It seemed to have endured a fierce battle, its metallic luster dimmed, its surface riddled with gaps and cracks, revealing fractured metal mechanical structures within.

Crimson fluid, a mixture of lava and lightning plasma, surged on its surface, and one of its legs was mostly broken, with solidified metal tumors hanging from the remaining part.

Even so, a sense of grandeur and vastness still pressed upon them, causing the onlookers to involuntarily hold their breath.