My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Chapter 373 - 220: Overlooking

"If a Star Seed is about to be captured, they are supposed to take their own life immediately," Wu Feng couldn’t help but say, his expression turning ugly. "Junior Master Qing Cang, don’t tell me you forgot to mention this to them?"

"Find them! Find them first!" Qing Cang’s gaze was icy as he snapped, "Contact the Sect at once! Have them use their spiritual samples to track the location of Wan Chen and the others. The place I dropped them is very close to the Taiyue Hub. Move!"

"I’m on it," Hu Qi replied at once and hurried away.

Lin Langtian looked away, his eyes filled with worry.

Wu Feng sighed several times. As he was leaving, he couldn’t resist adding, "Junior Master Qing Cang, how could you let the Ancient King’s power be wasted on that Desolate Planet?"

"Thankfully, it was brief. The other factions didn’t have time to react, only Ni Chuan and his small band of followers were there. Otherwise, you might not have made it back alive."

A scrutinizing look flickered in Qing Cang’s eyes. He was breathing heavily but didn’t respond.

......

"That’s right. That’s what Qing Cang said."

In a room, someone was reporting in a low voice. Before them, rays of light weaved into a blurry projection. A hoarse voice came from it, "I understand. Once their position is calculated, I’ll block the signal for half a day. That should be enough time for you to make your move."

"However..." the person hesitated, "Xia Jie and a few guards might be with them. With so little time, I’m afraid we won’t find any High-tier Professionals willing to take the job."

"What are you afraid of?" the projection retorted. "Who would pursue a matter to the death over a few dead bodies? Who would insist on getting to the bottom of it?"

The person was silent for a moment before saying, "Understood."

......

"This is an armory. Looks like it’s all Energy Firearms. The owner was probably an arms dealer."

In the base’s main hall, Xia Jie, having already scoped the place out, was discussing it with Su Chen and the others.

"Energy Firearms..." Su Chen looked at the samples the guards had collected. He picked one up and tested its weight. It was quite heavy and used Compressed Energy Blocks. Their firepower was clearly lethal to Tier Three and Tier Four individuals.

"Tsk..."

Su Chen couldn’t help but sigh. One shot from this thing could take down someone like the Southwind City Lord.

Xia Jie waved his hand, signaling the guards to put the weapons back where they found them.

Lin Yue hesitantly approached Wan Chen. "Do you have any Netherworld Stones? I want to contact the Sect and see if my father has arrived yet."

"I don’t. I gave them all to Master Qing," Wan Chen said, shaking his head. "According to him, the Sect’s pickup team hasn’t arrived yet."

Within a Teleportation Route, space flows too rapidly, making all methods of external communication useless.

"You gave your Netherworld Stones to Master Qing, too?" Lin Yue asked in surprise.

"’Too?’" Wan Chen asked, puzzled.

Su Chen grew thoughtful as Lin Yue went to find Lan Hao.

Lan Hao also shook his head, his gaze flickering. "Yeah, I gave mine to Master Qing, too."

He had lost his Netherworld Stone. It was a difficult thing to explain, and he couldn’t very well refuse to lend it, so he just used the same excuse as Wan Chen.

Qing Cang had indeed spoken to him before leaving, and he had even opened his Personal Space to "prove" it was gone.

After asking around, Lin Yue was stunned to discover that Qing Cang had collected all of their Netherworld Stones.

"He probably did it to keep us from contacting the outside world and leaking our location, which could attract danger," Wan Chen mused.

Lin Yue felt helpless. They were so close to meeting, yet he still hadn’t been able to contact his father.

’What exactly is Old Qing thinking?’ Su Chen wondered to himself. ’He said he was going fishing, but I have no idea what kind of trap he’s setting.’

He instinctively touched his chest. The thought of the Bronze Figurine inside instantly dispelled the faint unease in his heart.

’Doesn’t matter how he plans to fish. I’ve got the detonator, and if things go wrong, I’ll just blow up the whole pond.’

’Still, I wonder if this Ancient King can monitor things externally,’ Su Chen thought.

But for now, those who needed to choose their professions had already done so, and he was still just exploring how to break through the limits of his Body Refining Technique. He didn’t have any secrets to hide at the moment, so he wasn’t worried.

Xia Jie had already prepared a few rooms for them to rest. Without a powered zone for the Spiritual Pressure Rings, they could only train at low efficiency.

......

「A few days later.」

Outside the temporary base where Su Chen and the others were staying, a spaceship silently approached.

"This is the place."

In the ship’s cabin, a gaunt old man stared at the coordinates on a screen. He was surrounded by figures in black robes, all with their heads bowed.

The old man’s voice was frigid. "The objective is clear: kill everyone. Leave no one alive."

"Yes, sir!" came the unified reply.

The group was well-equipped, dressed in mimetic-shielding robes that could both simulate the external environment and absorb various forms of electromagnetic detection waves.

They moved with practiced ease to the energy barrier covering the Meteor, first deploying a stabilizer that latched onto the fluorescent blue shield. Then, they used a crystal cutter to slice an opening in the center just large enough for one person to pass through.

The group filed in one by one. The Meteor’s defensive measures were too simplistic to stop their infiltration.

But just as they drew within a certain range of the central base, Xia Jie, who was standing guard in the main hall, abruptly looked down. He stared at the fingernail-sized ball of white wind in his palm, where faint ripples had begun to spread.

"This is..." His expression changed, and he let out a sharp cry that echoed throughout the base. "Enemy attack!"

’Being a Star Seed is both a prestigious and dangerous identity.’

Su Chen was training in his room. From what he’d gathered from everyone’s conversations on the journey, the historical success rate for a Star Seed in the Dust Star Sea to advance to the Morning Star Tier was only thirty percent.

Some perished during their ascension, but even more died in various conflicts.

’Some people will even cripple an opponent’s Spiritual nature by freezing them in a state between life and death—just to hog the spot without using it themselves.’

When Su Chen had first heard about this, a chill had run down his spine. He couldn’t help but reflect on how these people would truly stop at nothing.

Without the aid of a Spiritual Pressure Ring, his training efficiency was significantly lower, but it was better than sitting around doing nothing.