My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 206

Buzz—

As the Scarlet Thunder Cauldron fragments integrated, the color of the crimson-blue light shield in the Firmament became even more intense, its surface even faintly radiating a metallic luster.

Gasps of astonishment and wonder resounded. Su Chen couldn’t help but marvel at such an incredible method, whose immense power could cover an entire planet.

He wondered when he would be able to reach such a level.

Chong Jingtian’s spirit was stirred. Although clearing the mist seemed to leave them to their own devices, without the interference of the mist, they could now precisely survey the entire planet.

The Four Cities of Ying Feng had thrived on the Scarlet Thunder Star for millennia, yet they never had a complete map of the entire planet, only incomplete maps compiled from explorations within the mist.

Indeed, if not for the people from the Royal Court descending from the heavens ten years ago, they wouldn’t even know that they were on a spherical body.

The benefits of precise surveying were extraordinary. Perhaps they could discover more convenient, faster, and safer routes between cities, greatly reducing travel time.

They could also delve into previously marked dangerous areas and uncover new resources.

Even if the mist were to return one day, the convenience it brought would be immense, allowing them to cope more calmly.

“Senior Brother…” Su Chen looked at Qing Cang beside him and asked, “How long can Master’s method probably hold off the mist?”

“Hmm—”

Hearing Su Chen call him Senior Brother, Qing Cang still felt a bit awkward. After some contemplation, he said, “If it were just an energy barrier, it would be rootless and could only last for three months at most. But now, with the Scarlet Thunder Cauldron fragments as its foundation, its stability is greatly increased.”

“It should last at least a year, and possibly even three years.”

“A year, three years—” Su Chen pondered, then heard Qing Cang add, “After all, this is only a small part of Master’s power; it’s still rootless. If Master’s main body were here and used the power of the Ancient King, it would naturally last even longer.”

He seemed to be afraid that Su Chen would think that the Ancient King’s power was limited to this.

My Senior Brother truly doesn’t allow anyone to question the Ancient King, not even a little, Su Chen thought with emotion, and replied, “This time has greatly exceeded my expectations, enough to resolve the problem of the Sacred Feast.”

From one to three years, Su Chen took the median, calculating it as two years.

During this period, the Four Cities of Ying Feng would do their best to clear out the Deific Believers. Those Deific Believers hidden in the wilderness, while not completely exposed, would find it extremely difficult to remain hidden.

When the Nethermist returned, it would take even longer for the Deific Believers to develop to a certain extent, or even cause a Calamity of Words.

As long as nothing unexpected happened in between, it would probably take more than ten years.

Ten years… Su Chen pondered for a moment. By then, he would definitely no longer be an unknown… er… a well-known nobody. He would just need to thoroughly clean up again.

As long as there was enough strength to clean up regularly, Deific Believers should not be able to harm the Scarlet Thunder Star.

It sounded tedious, after all, the location of the Scarlet Thunder Star was truly awkward, otherwise, with the Scarlet Sun Homeworld’s situation, it would never have been left unattended.

Even just now, Venerable Chi Yang didn’t ask the Bronze Ancient King to completely solve the problem. He obviously knew that this was not an easy problem to solve and could only move this planet.

Moving a star… Su Chen’s thoughts wandered. How strong would one have to be to do that?

As he was thinking, a crimson streak of light, like a meteor, rushed towards them and then abruptly stopped in front of everyone, a wave of air blowing their clothes and hair.

It was the Stone Slab that carried the spirituality of Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder. The Red Mist emanated, still unconsciously attracting everyone’s attention.

Qing Cang tossed out a Metal Compression Frame, engulfing the Stone Slab within it, gradually shrinking it to the size of a fist, and then put it away.

Then, his gaze fell upon Su Chen, with a look as if he had something to say but hesitated.

Su Chen watched him for a long time, until Qing Cang finally said with difficulty, “Junior Brother…”

Were those two words really so hard to say? Su Chen inwardly grumbled.

After uttering the two hardest words, Qing Cang’s subsequent words flowed much more smoothly, “The matters on Scarlet Thunder Star are almost concluded. When will Junior Brother be ready to leave with me?”

“Can I still choose the time?” Su Chen was quite surprised. He had thought Qing Cang would take him away immediately.

He could tell that the other party didn’t really approve of the Ancient King expending power to resolve the Calamity of Words, only wishing to safely bring this Morning Star-level spirituality back to the sect.

With differing stances, he wouldn’t fault Qing Cang for disregarding life or anything similar.

But now, with the Ancient King’s power already expended, Qing Cang was still giving him time, which was truly unexpected.

“Why not?” Qing Cang glanced at him. For some reason, the worry that had been on his brow had dissipated, and he appeared much calmer, speaking in a flat, gentle tone, “After all, this is Junior Brother’s homeworld, where you’ve lived for many years. Aren’t you going to say goodbye?”

When calling him Junior Brother again, his speech was no longer stammering.

Wan Chen kept looking at Qing Cang, feeling a surge of resentment. This Master Qing was good in every aspect, except that he was too devoted to the Ancient King.

At this moment, shouldn’t the most important thing be to leave as soon as possible?

The longer they delayed, the more time other forces would have to react. Was Su Chen being indulged simply because he was half a disciple of the Ancient Lord?

“Let’s just go back quickly,” Lan Hao finally couldn’t help but say. He got nothing from this trip and was inexplicably tormented by the Deific Believers.

On the way back, if someone were to attack the spirituality, no one would care about his identity. If he got caught in the crossfire, he would be dead.

“It’s fine, it won’t delay things for more than a few days.” Qing Cang shook his head. “The Nethermist has been removed. With the performance of the Bronze Star, even returning to Ying Feng would only take a day.”

Oh… I almost forgot about that, Su Chen suddenly realized. He had heard Qing Cang mention before that the travel speed was different inside and outside the Nethermist.

He had just spontaneously estimated, based on the previous assumption that the Nethermist still existed, that returning to Ying Feng would take ten days.

Wan Chen, who had been about to speak, closed his mouth. He had forgotten these things too. Ten days to half a month would be a delay, but a few days wouldn’t matter.

“Then let’s wait a little longer.” Seeing that Qing Cang was genuinely considering his needs, Su Chen no longer demurred.

After all, there were still two portions of Deific Power on the way, especially the one from Yuandu, whose accumulation was probably not inferior to Ying Feng’s.

The surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. Su Chen first went to the spaceship carrying the Deific Power from Tianqing to retrieve all the Deific Artifacts and other items.

After he arrived, the Scarlet Thunder Cauldron had been pulled out, but there hadn’t been time to deal with it.

“Hmm… The most of any Deific Artifact is only twenty units, and there are no statues… not to mention the essence.” Su Chen temporarily put the Deific Artifacts into his Spatial Storage. With so many people around, the ability to absorb Deific Power should not be exposed.

As he expected, Tianqing’s inventory was far less than Ying Feng’s, only about a third, as its sphere of influence and size were also much smaller than Ying Feng’s.

“The bulk of it is still with Yuandu…” Su Chen thought, turning to leave the spaceship.

Chong Jingtian was taking Zhou Yanwu with him. Jiang Shumo was left behind to discuss the next steps in clearing out the Deific Believers with the people from the other three cities.

“I never thought I’d see Old Xia robbing the cradle day…” Su Chen watched as Xia Hanshi and Ji Rou boarded the spaceship. His young master’s wife would occasionally turn to ask Xia Hanshi questions, and Su Chen had never seen Old Xia speak so gently.

When Ji Rou heard that Chong Jingtian had become the Chief Judge of Ying Feng, she couldn’t help but show surprise.

Upon learning that Xia Hanshi had also become a Judge, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, which made Chong Jingtian’s mouth twitch.

“Returning directly to Ying Feng?” After all the people who were leaving had boarded the spaceship, Qing Cang came over and asked.

Wan Chen watched with complex emotions, sighing inwardly that Qing Cang’s attitude towards Su Chen had changed completely. When had this person ever consulted their opinions?

Su Chen considered, “Let’s take a detour. The Deific Power transported from the other cities is on the way; let’s pick it up first.”

He spoke frankly. Anyway, the Deific Power also had a certain value in Dust Star Sea, so taking it was normal.

“Alright.” Qing Cang nodded, inquired about the specific route, and the spaceship set sail. The engine nozzles suddenly erupted with dark blue particle streams, and the gravitational field generated during acceleration caused the ground’s stones to float as if weightless.

The entire spaceship transformed into a black lightning bolt that tore through the sky, its bow continuously breaking the sound barrier, creating cone-shaped clouds of air. Its speed was more than ten times faster.

A little earlier, Ni Chuan, dragging the disoriented Ni Bin, returned to the spaceship’s base. He entered the largest spaceship and tossed his son inside.

His brows were tightly furrowed. He glanced at the still dazed Ni Bin and said coldly, “How much longer are you going to dwell on this?”

Upon hearing this, Ni Bin’s face changed several times. His fists clenched and unclenched. He said in a low voice, “It’s not a failure in battle.”

The grievance in his heart was boundless; he hadn’t even had a chance to fight.

“No one is blaming you.” Ni Chuan shook his head. His son’s disposition was indeed not good. In the erosion of that Deific Power, he was barely passable, even inferior to the girl named Lin Yue.

If it were Su Chen’s disposition, he would probably have adjusted by now.

No… if it were Su Chen, he wouldn’t have shown any emotion when he was at the top.

Actually, disposition is quite important, he thought to himself.

“This is just a temporary setback. There’s an old saying in Dust Star Sea: as long as the Morning Star’s fire hasn’t been ignited, everyone has a chance.” Ni Chuan said in a deep voice, “If you keep dwelling on today, even if another opportunity presents itself, it will simply slip away.”

Ni Bin pursed his lips. He understood the道理道理, but he was truly unwilling!

Such matters could only be resolved by oneself. Ni Chuan also knew that saying more was useless. With a gloomy expression, he left Ni Bin in the cabin and walked to the upper deck.

Entering his room, he casually tossed out a few black metallic blocks. Gray mist permeated from all directions, gradually forming a small room built of grey-brown stones.

He casually pressed a button on the table.

He waited a long time, until he became impatient and even anxious, before another blurry figure gradually materialized in the room.

Its cheeks were gaunt, its eyes sharp, and it wore heavy bronze combat armor, neat and efficient.

“Lan Hai, why did you take so long?” Ni Chuan’s words were filled with impatience.

“I’m still carrying the burden of the sect, so I couldn’t come at the first possible moment.” Lan Hai shook his head, already noticing Ni Chuan’s displeased expression, and made a guess.

He calculated the time and frowned, “It’s only been a little over ten days since you last contacted me. The Royal Court’s reinforcements couldn’t possibly have arrived. Did you fail?”

“The Ancient King still made a move?” Lan Hai seemed confused.

“Hmm.” Ni Chuan nodded, his face grim. “That Qing Cang suddenly asked the Ancient King for help.”

Lan Hai looked surprised, “That shouldn’t be. The Ancient King’s mind is almost entirely focused on the Eternal Silent Stellar.”

“And this Qing Cang has always been reverent of the Ancient King. He wouldn’t bother the Ancient King unless absolutely necessary. Why would such a sudden change occur?”

Upon hearing this, Ni Chuan couldn’t help but snort, “I suspect that Qing Cang discovered me secretly following him, which is why he asked the Ancient King for help.”

“You were discovered?” Lan Hai paused, somewhat annoyed, and his voice became a little louder, “How could you be discovered? That planet is masked by Nethermist, and you, a commander of the Garrison Army, are extremely experienced in combat. How could you be discovered by Qing Cang, someone who rarely leaves the sect?”

Despite being questioned by the other party, Ni Chuan didn’t show much anger, and even seemed a little surprised, “Not you?”

“You think it’s me?” Lan Hai was stunned, “How could you think that? I was the one who told you about this Scarlet Thunder Star.”

“So, only you and your son know about my secret arrival.” Ni Chuan’s expression was cold, “That Qing Cang isn’t a military leader, so it definitely wasn’t him who discovered me.”

“Why don’t you go ask your son if he was discovered somewhere.”

On the way back, he had thought it over carefully. The only possible source of the problem could be the father and son, Lan Hai and Lan Hao.

He even suspected that Lan Hai was playing both sides, first selling him information to gain some benefits.

Then, he would report his movements to the Bronze Sect, gaining another merit.

“Absolutely impossible.” Lan Hai replied adamantly, “Even if Lan Hao isn’t meticulous in his actions, his status alone makes it so that if he refuses to speak, Qing Cang, with his soft personality, can’t do anything to him.”

They both fell silent, neither trusting the other in their hearts, but at the moment, neither could be sure if the problem lay with the other.

A moment later, Lan Hai calmed himself. The plan had failed, and he needed to understand the situation. He asked again, “So, Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder’s spirituality has fallen into Qing Cang’s hands, and he’ll be bringing it back soon for another grand selection.”

His eyes flickered. Lan Hao had lost the initiative, and he was wondering which other members of the Lan Family would have a chance in the upcoming grand selection.

“No need,” Ni Chuan said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Lan Hai’s face slightly changed, as if he realized something, and he urged, “A Chosen One has appeared? Who is it? Is it Wan Chen?”

His face was ashen. It was precisely because he didn’t want to see Wan Chen become the Chosen One that he risked leaking information to Ni Chuan.

If Wan Chen still became…

“No…” Ni Chuan, at this moment, had a somewhat schadenfreude expression, shaking his head unhurriedly.

“No?” Lan Hai was uncertain, and a bizarre thought suddenly flashed through his mind. This conjecture even made his demeanor cautious. “Could it be that Lan Hao succeeded?”