My profession is too unique.

Chapter 152 The Faceless Demon God Child?
Su Chen walked out of the wooden house, still pondering. Black jade was already extremely rare, let alone crimson; it had never appeared in the entire history of the court.

"I wonder if my talent will reach the Crimson level after I become a Spirit Master," Su Chen pondered to himself.

He had inquired at the court and the translation department, but there were very few ways to fundamentally improve one's talent.

Only a few professions were involved, among which the wise men and scholars were the most widespread.

There are indeed ways to temporarily enhance one's talents to meet certain strange job requirements, but these are just deceptions to increase the success rate of job hunting; they are essentially no different.

"It'll also be good to see if the Path of the Immaculate can be completed, or if it's still a bit short." Su Chen had been looking forward to this for a long time. Thinking of the Yuan Du people who hadn't arrived yet, he couldn't help but sigh: "Why are you taking so long? Hurry up!"

Old Sang was waiting for him outside the woods. As he walked along the winding path, he thought again of what Pu Zhenghong had said about the uniqueness of the Morning Star rank profession, and couldn't help but sigh:
"The Morning Star Rank is indeed extraordinary. The upper limit of the influence of high-level Ghost God power is only eighth-rank professions, and the Morning Star Rank is not included in that category."

"However, it seems that no one has ever held a Morning Star rank profession, but Pu Zhenghong speaks of it in great detail. Could it be that he obtained the information from that ruin?"

Pu Zhenghong explained clearly what recognition and selection meant, but the ruins seemed very dangerous, unlike information obtained from inside.

"eccentric…"

As Su Chen was pondering this, he walked out of the grove. Seeing him deep in thought, Sang Hanhai knew that Pu Zhenghong hadn't hidden anything from him, and teased, "Well, how was it? Eye-opening, right?"

“Yes.” Su Chen came back to his senses and nodded in agreement. “I never imagined that there were professions that were so amazing.”

“Haha…” Sang Hanhai laughed, “The Morning Star Rank can no longer be simply called a profession; it can even be described as a ‘spiritual existence’.”

"Your talent for resonating with the Holy Word Stone may allow you to find another way to obtain the information on the stone tablet, or even gain its recognition."

Su Chen was also quite looking forward to it, mainly because he wanted to see what the difference was between professions that were born with spirituality in the outside world and those derived from the panel.

Sang Hanhai saw him off from the translation office, but Su Chen did not return directly to the courtroom. Instead, he set a new coordinate location.

Before long, they arrived at their destination, a place located in Yingfeng East City. The hovercar was parked on the street. After Su Chen got out, he looked around, spotted a figure, and quickly walked over.

The other party took him to a nearby secret location, where Teng Liang and Bu Siqi were present. Various instruments and equipment were all around, and staff members were busy observing the surroundings.

"Junior brother, is this the place?" Teng Liang asked upon seeing him arrive, his gaze fixed on the 3D virtual projection in front of him.

"Hmm, the intelligence they gave me is roughly about this place, but I'm not sure if it's true." Su Chen glanced at the tactical console, which displayed a 3D map of a small park.

This was the place where he had felt the strange sensation. He had asked Teng Liang to send people over earlier, and as for the reason, Su Chen gave a tip.

He has been in the courtroom for more than half a year. As a core member, it is normal for him to have his own sources of information. As long as the information is not too bizarre, no one will investigate its origin too much.

“This place is rarely visited, and the detection equipment hasn’t detected anything.” Bu Siqi fiddled with the detection equipment beside him. “If the intelligence is correct, the exact location will be hard to find.”

“It’s just this one area, one plowing is enough,” Teng Liang said casually.

“The people from the Ministry of Supervision will definitely come after hearing the news,” Bu Siqi said.

“I’ll handle it,” Su Chen said. Bu Siqi raised an eyebrow, as if to say something, “Junior brother, you seem to be getting quite close to people from the Supervision Department.”

"They're trying to win me over and are plotting something behind my back," Su Chen said bluntly.

"Just keep that in mind. You're a core member, so be careful not to give others something to talk about," Bu Siqi cautioned. They were all part of Ying Feng's violent organization, and the people in the courtroom would inevitably be involved with them.

But Su Chen's case is clearly not a simple matter; there are constant frictions between the court and the security bureau, and the underlying conflicts are quite significant.

Teng Liang has already issued instructions to his judges to lead their own teams and gradually conduct the screening.

"What is this thing? It feels so strange..." Su Chen also looked at the virtual projection in front of him.

.........

Meanwhile, in a hidden space beneath the park, the grayish-white crystals on the altar flickered incessantly, and a faceless figure knelt on the ground, reporting:

“Divine Child, we haven’t been able to contact the High Priest yet. With the High Priest back in the Holy Lord’s arms, it will be difficult for us to construct a perfect magic array.”

"Useless!" A cold, harsh voice emanated from the shimmering gray-white crystal.

Even today, he can still recall the enormous arm that fell from the sky, a part of his consciousness that was forcibly obliterated within that body.

He had almost never suffered such humiliation. He thought the biggest trouble this time would be competing with the followers of several other gods, but unexpectedly, he was defeated by the same native one after another.

That brute acted rashly based on mere suspicion, and his temper was even more violent than his.

"Once the holy feast begins, I will make you taste what despair truly is."

But right now, being impatient won't help.

In order to reclaim his body and make the court feel sufficiently threatened, he has taken away almost all of his men and power.

Since we can't contact the chief priest now, we have to think of another way.

"Since the body has failed to rise to a high position and has seen the stone tablet, Ying Feng's arrangements have been completely destroyed. We must let the main body know as soon as possible and work with other evil gods to carry out the Holy Feast."

He secretly lay low, seizing the initiative, and had the opportunity to reap the greatest rewards even before the Holy Banquet began, but that is now in the past.

"What about the other believers in the gods?" he asked again.

"Only one in ten will survive; they can only eke out a living." The faceless man, prostrate on the ground, shook his head.

After a moment of silence within the gray-white crystal, it said, "Once the storm has passed, you all need to find a way out of the city and use the most rudimentary method to send the message..."

Before he could finish speaking, the metal ceiling above him suddenly began to tremble violently, making a creaking and unpleasant sound, before bursting open.

Concrete chunks crashed down vertically, twisted steel bars pierced through the broken ends, and amidst the billowing dust, a familiar, thick arm slammed down.

"This is..." The grayish-white crystal in the center of the altar flickered rapidly. He hadn't expected to see this arm again, and he even felt a faint sense of fear, as if he had been traumatized.

The arm slammed in with a punch, and the fist clenched tightly. A ring-shaped shockwave suddenly spread outwards, and spiderweb-like cracks spread along the surrounding walls at an alarming speed. Pieces of concrete were thrown into the air by the shockwave.

The faceless man who had just been crawling on the ground was blasted away and smashed into the wall, turning into a bloody pulp.

boom!
The ceiling was ripped open, revealing bright daylight. Teng Liang peered through the crack, and a massive head emerged, its voice booming like a bell, "This is it."

Upon hearing the signal, numerous judges leaped down, spreading outwards like a tide from the passageway in all directions.

"How could it be? It's him again!"

The grayish-white crystal lay in the corner, covered by smoke and dust. He was shocked, angry, and bewildered.

How could the other party have found his hiding place so quickly?

"No, we absolutely cannot be discovered. The main body is still unaware of what's happening here. Damn the Nether Mist, damn Teng Liang!" He suppressed any fluctuations and gradually transformed into an inconspicuous crystal, mixed in with the concrete fragments.

“It really is here…” Bu Siqi stood on the crevice, arms crossed, staring at the void below with considerable surprise.

“These followers of the evil god seem to prefer building their nests underground.” Su Chen stood to the side, not going down.

“They can’t do anything about it. The Faceless Ghost followers are alright; they can disguise themselves as other people. But the Black Tuo followers are too distinctive; you can spot them at a glance even without disguise.” Bu Siqi shook his head.

"Even if they disguised themselves, their behavior was still very strange. They also had to conceal the energy fluctuations of the artifacts and needed to use special materials to isolate and detect them. Basically, they could only think of ways underground."

The level of resistance here was shockingly low. Not to mention Teng Liang, even Bu Siqi didn't lift a finger. Wu Yang, with the help of a few third-tier judges, finished the job.

"Only five believers?" Bu Siqi looked at the several figures brought in with cages and was greatly disappointed. "I thought it was a large den of believers."

“After the last attack, most of them were probably dead,” Teng Liang said. “There probably aren’t many believers left in the city either, so this is just the cleanup.”

"They also replaced Wei Yinshuo." Bu Siqi sighed. Although he wished Wei Yinshuo were dead, he was still a vital force in the court, so he wasn't particularly excited.

"Old Wu, have you found any strange items?" Su Chen asked Wu Yang, who was standing next to him.

"Not yet," Wu Yang shook his head. "This place is quite large, and my men are still searching."

Su Chen nodded thoughtfully. His intuition was not false; there must be something strange hidden here.

After waiting a while, items were transported up one by one, piled up together, and the collection was almost complete.

Looking at the general map that had been constructed, Bu Siqi was quite surprised. "This place is really quite large, and there are many traces of life here. I estimate that no fewer than thirty believers once lived here."

"I guessed wrong, it really is a big nest, but unfortunately it's empty."

Wu Yang also reported, "The items collected are mostly common evil objects related to the Faceless Ghost, and there are no strange artifacts."

"No?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow and walked to a large iron box where the collected items were stored.

Some of them have human skin masks, and even individual facial features such as a nose and mouth, which look quite creepy.

Su Chen was looking through it.

"What are you looking for?" Bu Siqi squatted down beside Su Chen, watching his movements.

"Make sure you don't forget any important items," Su Chen said casually, lightly touching each item.

After watching for a while, Bu Siqi got bored and jumped down into the cave to look around.

Su Chen suddenly stopped, his fingertips touching a grayish-white crystal, and his expression changed.

"He...how did he manage to find me?"

Within the grayish-white crystal, the divine child's consciousness stared at the large face before it.

It was clear that Su Chen's expression changed when he touched the grayish-white crystal, indicating that he had clearly sensed something.

"I've already enveloped myself in divine power; the Father God's power is best at disguise, how could he..."

In Yingfeng, he discovered too many inexplicable things that he had never encountered anywhere else.

Immediately, a feeling of dread washed over him, and he felt a gasping sensation coming from the outside world. His consciousness drifted out uncontrollably.

He felt the divine power enveloping his consciousness being constantly drawn out, and even his own consciousness was being pulled out.

This inconceivable thing filled him with a sense of shock and horror. "He can devour the power of the Father God, and even my consciousness?"

"What the hell is this!"

He was certain that what was in front of him was not a human being, but some kind of life form disguised in human skin.

[An alien energy intrusion was detected. Successfully tamed, gaining mid-level Faceless Demon God power, usable on classes of rank six and below.]

[The priest successfully absorbed the fragmented consciousness of the Faceless Demon Child, granting him the option to disguise himself as the Faceless Demon Priest and acquire the ability—Faceless: Collects biological information from others and can disguise himself.]

"The Faceless Demon Child?" Su Chen stared in astonishment at the panel notification, listening to the faint wails in his ears, then looked at the crystal in his hand and asked in surprise:
"Is there a divine child hidden inside?"

"Could it be the one that possessed Meng Qi?" he couldn't help but speculate. "Is it really a descendant of the Faceless Ghost? Or is it also a level of faith?"

Su Chen estimated that what he had sensed earlier was this thing. He weighed the grayish-white crystal in his hand, where faint cracks were visible.

The divine power was extracted, and the hidden divine child's consciousness was also extracted; this thing is now useless.

"A mid-level Faceless Demon's power, not bad. It grants the priest another ability: disguise... I'll give it a try sometime..."

Su Chen casually put it back in its original place.

Next came the wrap-up work. Having obtained what he was looking for, Su Chen lost interest in staying there. He said goodbye to Teng Liang and returned to the courtroom.

Sitting in the hovercar on the road, Su Chen was still pondering, "Could someone who could create such a perfect disguise as Meng Qi really be the son of the Faceless Demon, with a fragmented consciousness...?"

……

Meanwhile, somewhere extremely far from Yingfeng, a colossal faceless statue, over a thousand meters tall, was slowly moving. Its form was fluid, with a perfectly formed sphere above its neck, devoid of any facial features.

The colossal statue hovered eerily above the ground, slowly moving towards a certain location. Wherever it passed, a grayish-white mist parted, and a large number of faceless figures followed silently behind.
On the statue's shoulder, a tall, slender figure stands, his facial features constantly shifting.

They might be elderly men with white hair, alluring young girls, or steady and reliable middle-aged men.

At one point, he suddenly spoke, his voice layered: "Ying Feng is in trouble. A part of my consciousness has been destroyed."

“Divine Child…” someone spoke up from the side, who also had his own facial features; he was an old man with a face full of wrinkles. “It seems your plan has failed.”

He spoke without any hint of fanaticism, "Do you know what's going on?"

“This mist has isolated everything. I have no way of knowing what happened. I only know that he has disappeared.” The divine child shook his head.

“This is troublesome,” the old man frowned. “It seems the only way forward is to proceed in the direction of starting the holy feast.”

The divine child's features and voice kept changing, "It's rare to encounter a planet that gives birth to a Morning Star-level profession. Compared to the Holy Feast, I'd rather corrupt its spirituality."

"That way, the Father God will be more pleased."

(End of this chapter)