My profession is too unique.

Chapter 151 The Uniqueness of the Morning Star Rank (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month!)
Within their field of vision, there was almost nothing or any believers.

"According to the judges who rushed back, quite a few followers of the Ghost God took action this afternoon, including Black Tuo, Faceless Ghost, and Scarlet..." Su Chen pondered to himself.
"I wonder how the guy behind this got them to agree. Did he ask the Black Tuo followers about the last time he reported Meng Qi?"

Thinking it over, he switched back to the Faceless Ghost follower state. He could sense two other figures nearby, which were probably hidden followers.

These things are easy to find, and Su Chen doesn't plan to show up again.

There was another area outside that reacted quite strongly, which surprised Su Chen.

"The Faceless Demon is still hiding something. Once we find the remaining two followers, we'll call Senior Brother Teng Liang to go and see if he has the Faceless Demon's power to directly eliminate their demands. That would be pretty satisfying."

"What reason can you give? Just say it's intelligence. Anyway, Senior Brother Teng Liang won't ask any more questions."

Su Chen pondered, having become increasingly familiar with Teng Liang, and found that this senior brother was quite easy to get along with; ruthless, but not talkative.

Lying in bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what I did, I decided to go down to the gravity chamber.

"Thirty times?" Su Chen glanced at the gravity chamber's settings. "This is Senior Brother Teng Liang's training standard. Didn't he forcibly take on a fifth-tier profession and become unable to continue developing his skills?"

"I almost forgot, he can also take up special jobs."

Thinking to himself, Su Chen adjusted the standard to fifteen times, which was the maximum multiplier he could currently tolerate.

He put the Spirit Realm Instrument aside and began to practice.

In the following days, with him out of the picture, the court continued its screening, and the remaining two believers were identified in just three days.

Those in the courtroom are screened every morning and evening; it's immediately clear who's missing. With a thorough search of every inch of the courtroom, they have nowhere to hide.

The court was lifted from martial law, and many judges who had been stationed outside were finally able to return.

Many people are still unaware of what happened and are at a loss.

Ying Feng was abuzz with discussion, speculating about what had happened inside the courtroom that had imposed martial law for five or six days.

"Good heavens... Judge Wei is dead?" Ming Lin went straight to Su Chen's "new home" upon returning, his face grave.

The old place hadn't been repaired yet, so the court moved him to a different residence. Su Chen didn't care; the layouts of these villas were basically identical anyway.

Minglin pressed, "What exactly happened? You were the only core seed in the courtroom at the time, so you must have known."

"When I got there, the medical ward was almost a ruin. What did I know?" Su Chen shook his head.

“These are turbulent times,” Minglin sighed repeatedly. “However, you’ve made a name for yourself again this time. I heard you found Meng Qi that very afternoon.”

Su Chen sighed, "They were already right in front of me. If Senior Brother Teng Liang hadn't arrived early, I might have been in trouble too."

“That’s true.” Minglin thought for a moment and agreed wholeheartedly. He rolled his eyes and grinned, “I heard that after Wei Yufan came back, he was summoned by the chief and given a severe scolding.”

"Xiao Ying is probably involved in the death of Judge Wei, and his body has not been found."

Su Chen did not comment on this, and Ming Lin left disappointed after not getting any big news.

After tidying up briefly, Su Chen left the courtroom where martial law had been lifted and headed to the translation office.

He had already made an appointment with Sang Hanhai, who was waiting for him in the break room of the laboratory building.

The moment she saw him, she leaned closer, lowered her voice, and asked gravely, "I heard that Wei Yinshuo got into trouble?"

"Hmm." Su Chen thought for a moment and nodded. "He's most likely dead."

“It’s really true.” Sang Hanhai sighed. “When I heard it from others, I was a little skeptical. That’s inside the courtroom, and it’s the presiding judge, after all.”

Su Chen remained silent, while Sang Hanhai said in a somber tone, "I don't like him as a person. He was too ambitious when he was young, but he was still one of Yingfeng's pillars."

"The Cult of the Devious Gods is becoming increasingly unscrupulous."

After expressing his feelings, Sang Hanhai said, "You said you wanted to come and learn. I've almost finished my work, so I can teach you."

"Uh..." Su Chen's eyes flickered, trying to avoid Wei Yinshuo. Now that Wei Yinshuo had exploded, what was the point of copying him?

Seeing his expression, Sang Hanhai snorted coldly: "I knew it, studying is just a pretext. What exactly do you want, kid? Tell me."

"I'm going to ask you, sir, to analyze for me how to choose a fourth-tier profession," Su Chen said with a chuckle.

Sang Hanhai was quite surprised, "Even with advance preparation, this is still a bit fast, isn't it? Both professions are already developed to the mid-stage?"

"More or less," Su Chen replied.

“Mo Cui’s talent is poor…” Sang Hanhai couldn’t help but sigh, then glanced at him again, “Tell me, what is your third-tier profession?”

"The physical side is what I learned from your suggestion last time, and the mental side is the arcane weaver," Su Chen said.

"Both are Tier 3 Upper level?" Sang Hanhai stared at him suspiciously. "I heard someone say that you are Tier 3 Double Top level."

"Uh... my teacher told me not to say," Su Chen said awkwardly, pushing the blame onto Lao Xia.

“Xia Hanshi…” Sang Hanhai sneered, but he was still satisfied with Su Chen’s attitude, at least he didn’t stubbornly deny it.

He wasn't surprised that Xia Hanshi possessed a top-tier Tier 3 profession.

“Then I’ll analyze it based on the two professions you mentioned…” Sang Hanhai crossed his legs. “The superior profession of Arcane Weaver is Arcane Traveler, which you’re definitely not satisfied with.”

“Then we’ll have to try a more difficult profession… Arcane Weavers excel at using mental abilities to manipulate elemental forces.” Sang Hanhai pondered for a moment:

"If the compatibility is similar, then it would be the [Law Envoy], which involves both aspects and is not difficult."

Su Chen indicated that he would remember it, and Sang Hanhai continued, "The physical aspect is relatively simple. The advancement of the [Swift Wind and Thunder Envoy] is to the fourth-tier upper-level [Calamity Walker]."

[Law Envoy], [Disaster Walker], Su Chen plans to retrieve them once he returns to the Court of Judgment.

After listening to Sang Hanhai's explanation, Su Chen asked expectantly, "Once I advance to the fourth rank, will I be able to see that stone slab?"

"Stone slab?" Sang Hanhai was taken aback, then chuckled, "You're eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot, still coveting it."

Su Chen didn't mince words: "You spoke so mysteriously back then, it really piqued my interest."

Sang Hanhai smiled; he wasn't surprised at all that Su Chen was thinking about him.

Su Chen looked genuinely curious. "We're all on the same side, so please tell me more."

After a moment's thought, Sang Hanhai said, "How about this, you come with me to meet someone who knows more than I do."

"Who?" Su Chen had a guess, but still asked.

Sang Hanhai uttered a few words, "My senior brother, Pu Zhenghong."

……

"Is there anything I should be aware of when meeting your senior colleague?" Su Chen asked as he followed Sang Hanhai deeper into the Translation Department, where the number of staff coming and going became increasingly sparse.

“No, my senior brother is known for his kindness,” Sang Hanhai said, then added, “There’s only one thing: don’t mention Xia Hanshi.”

"Okay." Su Chen hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

He soon saw the intertwined grove of trees, and as he walked along the winding path, dappled sunlight cast shimmering spots on the ground like scattered gold.

Arriving at the wooden house in the central district, Sang Hanhai knocked on the door and, without waiting for a response, led Su Chen inside.

Arriving at the door of what appeared to be a study, he said softly, "Senior brother, I've brought the person."

"Come in." An old voice came from inside. Sang Hanhai gestured for him to push the door open and go in, but he did not follow.

As soon as he entered, Su Chen saw an elderly man with white hair and beard sitting at his desk.

This should be the last man he hasn't seen in the picture Sang Hanhai showed him before.

"He looks so old..." Su Chen thought to himself. Chong Jingtian looked like a middle-aged man, while Old Xia looked older in comparison.

And this Pu Zhenghong looks like he's on his deathbed.

"Elder Pu..." he called out respectfully, noticing the Sacred Word Stone in Pu Zhenghong's hand and glancing at it, only to find it completely empty.

"Sit down." Pu Zhenghong, who was engraving something on it, didn't even look up and gestured for Su Chen to sit down.

"Do you know what divine language is?" Pu Zhenghong asked leisurely.

“Uh…” Su Chen recalled that Sang Hanhai seemed to have mentioned some divine language, and tentatively said, “The language of the gods, it seems, is what is inscribed on the Holy Word Stone.”

“Not bad… Divine language is difficult.” Pu Zhenghong continued to inscribe, but there was still no mark on the Holy Word Stone. “Xia Hanshi sent you.”

Su Chen's eyelids twitched. Wasn't it said that Xia Hanshi couldn't be mentioned?

Pu Zhenghong held the carving brush, his movements never ceasing: "He's still up to no good. The previous three attempts were useless; he still couldn't get out of the ruins after entering."

"Although you have the talent for black jade, it is far from enough to qualify."

"Qualifications? What qualifications?" Su Chen asked sharply.

Pu Zhenghong paused, his white eyebrows twitching, and said with dissatisfaction, "Has he become so lazy that he's unwilling to say anything at all?"

Su Chen gave an awkward smile.

“The stone tablet records some of the job requirements for a Morning Star rank profession,” Pu Zhenghong sneered. “It is also the profession of the previous owner of that ruin.”

"Oh, I see," Su Chen said, suddenly realizing. Then Pu Zhenghong continued:

"Entering the ruins without approval is almost a death sentence."

"Approval?" Su Chen seized on another key phrase, one that the high priest had also mentioned. "What does that mean?"

Pu Zhenghong explained, “This level of profession has already acquired a spiritual quality; without recognition, it is almost impossible to take up the job.”

“If you don’t approve, you can’t take the job…” Su Chen was quite surprised.

What does the job information captured on my own panel mean? Does it mean I've received recognition?
Or is it that the profession shown on the panel has nothing to do with the spirituality of professions in the outside world?

Or perhaps, among the remaining unrevealed job requirements, there is also the requirement of gaining recognition?

"That's ridiculous," Su Chen muttered to himself, then asked, "Can a broken stone slab really represent that Morning Star rank profession?"

“Nature doesn’t mean anything. What’s important isn’t the stone slab, it’s the information…” Pu Zhenghong shook his head and emphasized, “Spirituality is everywhere. Being able to know the professional information on it means you’ve gained recognition.”

Su Chen looked blankly at the panel again and couldn't help but ask:

"What are the requirements for gaining recognition? Talent?"

“Talent is just the threshold.” Pu Zhenghong shook his head and stopped carving. “Who knows how to gain recognition? It might be luck, or it might be fate.”

"This is so strange." Su Chen never expected that fate would bring this together.

After thinking for a moment, Su Chen asked, "Do you think I have a chance to gain recognition?"

Upon hearing this, Pu Zhenghong finally raised his head and looked at Su Chen for the first time.

The two stared at each other for a long time, but Su Chen didn't feel awkward at all.
Such thick skin… Pu Zhenghong put down what he was holding and said gently, “Mo Cui’s talent certainly deserves this confidence, but it’s not enough.”

“It doesn’t even meet the basic requirements,” he added.

These words... Su Chen understood in his heart that the first requirement for the position of Grand Venerable was the Xuanzi talent.

According to the court's division, above the dark green is crimson, and above the crimson is deep purple.

But then he remembered that the Black Tuo High Priest, who was parasitizing Wei Yinshuo's body, had said that the purpose of the Yuandu people was to gain the approval of the Great Venerable. Could it be that they were people with the Xuanzi talent?

“The Morning Star rank professions possess a unique characteristic: if the person who takes the position doesn't die, no one can take it a second time,” Pu Zhenghong continued.

"Being approved only offers a chance of employment, while being selected guarantees success, but to be selected..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pu Zhenghong shook his head: "It's harder than climbing to heaven."

“Approval, selection? So complicated…” Su Chen really didn’t expect it, and there was also something about uniqueness.

"It's not complicated. To put it simply, it's about whether you're pleasing to the eye or not. It's said that those who are chosen will receive career benefits, unlike those who are merely recognized."

Pu Zhenghong examined the Holy Word Stone in his hand. "Don't worry, the fourth-tier will definitely let you see it, but it probably won't be of much use."

"You're taking your anger out on me a bit," Su Chen thought with a slight tremor in his heart, and asked, "Can the identity of the chosen one be changed?"

“Sure, once you kill it, the spot will be empty.” Pu Zhenghong replied casually, and continued, “You have a rare talent for the Sacred Word Stone. Xiao Sang probably thought he could directly obtain information from the stone tablet because of it.”

"The key is not the information above, but whether your spirit approves of you."

“However, your talent might be useful for divine language,” Pu Zhenghong said with a smile.

Su Chen listened blankly as he rattled off a long string of divine theories, which went in one ear and out the other without him understanding a single word.

Finally, he couldn't listen anymore and made a hasty exit to pee.

"What a pity..." Pu Zhenghong sighed. Su Chen was clearly not interested in divine language, and it was impossible to force him.

“With his talent for black jade, he has a chance to become an eighth-tier professional. As for gaining recognition…” His eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head, saying, “There’s not much hope.”

(End of this chapter)