Within his sensory range, there were almost no objects or Cultists.
'According to the few Inquisitors who rushed back, the Evil God Cultists who made a move this afternoon were not small in number. Black Buddha, Faceless Ghost, Crimson—' Su Chen muttered to himself. 'I wonder how the guy behind the scenes managed to persuade them. Did they ask the Black Buddha Cultists what that last report about ng Qi was all about?'
Thinking about this, he switched to the Faceless Ghost Cultist state again. At a close distance, there were two faint sensations, which should be the hiding Cultists.
These things were very easy to root out, so Su Chen wasn't prepared to show his face again.
There was also an area further out that gave off a rather strong reaction, surprising Su Chen. 'The Faceless Ghost actually has more things hidden? Once we find the remaining two Cultists, I'll call Senior Brother Teng Liang to go over there together. If we can get so of the Faceless Ghost's power, eting the direct wipe-out requirent would feel pretty great.'
'What excuse should I make up? I'll just say an informant told ; Senior Brother Teng Liang wouldn't ask too many questions anyway.'
As Su Chen deliberated, he realized he was becoming increasingly familiar with Teng Liang, discovering that this Senior Brother was actually quite easy to get along with. He was ruthless, but he didn't talk much.
Lying on his bed, he tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep, so he simply decided to go down to the Gravity Room.
"Thirty tis?" Su Chen glanced at the setting number on the Gravity Room's console. "This is Senior Brother Teng Liang's training standard? Didn't he perform a Forced Advancent for his 5th-Tier class, making it impossible for him to continue developing?"
"Almost forgot, he can still take on special classes."
With this thought in his heart, Su Chen adjusted the standard to fifteen tis, which was the maximum multiple he could currently withstand.
He also placed the Spirit Realm Instrunt to the side and began to train.
Over the next few days, since he had no matters to attend to, the Adjudication Court continued its screening process. The two remaining Cultists were dragged out into the light within just three days.
Everyone staying within the Adjudication Court was bound to undergo a screening sooner or later. It was obvious at a glance if soone was missing. Add a ticulous inch-by-inch search on top of that, and the Cultists had nowhere to hide.
The Adjudication Court lifted its state of martial law, and a large number of Inquisitors stationed outside were finally able to return.
Many people still didn't understand what had transpired, completely lost and bewildered.
Yingfeng was buzzing with intense discussions, everyone speculating about what had actually happened inside the Adjudication Court that warranted a lockdown lasting five to six days.
"My goodness—Chief Inquisitor Wei is dead?" As soon as Ming Lin ca back, the very first thing he did was find Su Chen's "new ho", his face filled with solemnity.
Since his old place hadn't been repaired yet, the Adjudication Court had moved his living quarters. Su Chen couldn't care less, since the layouts of these villas were basically all identical.
Ming Lin hurriedly pressed for details, "What on earth happened? You were the only Core Seed in the Adjudication Court at the ti, you definitely know sothing."
"By the ti I rushed over, the dical Departnt was practically a pile of rubble. The hell would I know?" Su Chen shook his head.
"It's a truly troubled ti," Ming Lin repeatedly sighed. "However, you've gained a lot of face again this ti. I heard they found ng Qi that very sa afternoon."
Su Chen sighed, "The guy snuck right up to my door. If Senior Brother Teng Liang hadn't arrived early, I might have been killed too."
"That's true as well." Ming Lin considered it and deeply agreed. His eyes rolled, and he grinned, adding, "Oh, I did hear that right after Wei Yufan returned, he was called over by the Chief Inquisitor and harshly reprimanded."
"Xiao Ying was probably implicated in the matter regarding Chief Inquisitor Wei's death; not even his corpse has been found."
Su Chen didn't express any opinion on that point. Unable to squeeze out any juicy gossip, Ming Lin left in disappointnt.
Su Chen straightened himself up a bit and left the Adjudication Court, which had just lifted its martial law, heading straight for the Class Decoding Departnt.
He had long made an appointnt with Sang Hanhai, and the other party was already waiting for him in the lounge of the laboratory building.
The mont he saw him, Sang Hanhai closed the distance, lowering his voice as he gravely asked, "I've heard that sothing happened to Wei Yinshuo?"
"Yes." Su Chen pondered for a mont before nodding anyway. "He's most likely dead."
"So it's actually true." Sang Hanhai let out a long sigh. "When others told , I was slightly in disbelief. That's inside the Adjudication Court, and he was a Chief Inquisitor, no less."
Su Chen remained silent. Sang Hanhai continued in a quiet, solemn tone, "I've never liked him as a person. His utilitarian mindset was far too heavy even when he was young, but he was ultimately one of the pillars of Yingfeng."
"The Evil God Cults are becoming more and more brazen and unscrupulous."
Only after finishing his sighs did Sang Hanhai finally say, "You ntioned before that you wanted to co study here. I'm almost done with the work on my hands, so I can teach you now."
"Uh—" Su Chen's gaze flickered. That had just been an excuse to hide from Wei Yinshuo. Now that Wei Yinshuo had already exploded, learning my ass!
Seeing his current expression, Sang Hanhai coldly snorted. "I knew it, studying was just a cover. What exactly do you brat want to do? Out with it."
"I was hoping you could give a thorough analysis on how to choose my 4th-Tier classes, Elder Sang," Su Chen said with a dry chuckle.
Sang Hanhai was rather surprised. "Even if you want to prepare in advance, isn't this a bit too fast? You've already developed both your classes to the interdiate stage?"
"Pretty much," Su Chen replied.
"Your Ink Jade talent is truly poor—" Sang Hanhai couldn't help but lant, throwing him another glance. "Tell then, what are your 3rd-Tier classes?"
"For the physical-type, it's the one you recomnded to last ti. As for the ntal-type, it's the Mystic Weaver," Su Chen said.
"Both are 3rd-Tier superior?" Sang Hanhai stared at him suspiciously. "How co I heard soone say that you hold dual 3rd-Tier supre classes?"
"Uh—my teacher forbade from ntioning it," Su Chen said awkwardly, shifting all the bla onto Xia Hanshi.
"Xia Hanshi—" Sang Hanhai sneered coldly, though he was still very satisfied with Su Chen's attitude. At the very least, he hadn't stubbornly refused to admit it.
He wasn't surprised that Xia Hanshi had a 3rd-Tier supre class in his hands.
"Then I'll analyze it based on the two classes you ntioned—" Sang Hanhai crossed his legs. "The superior class of the Mystic Weaver is the 【Mystic Wanderer】, which you definitely won't be satisfied with."
"Then you can only try classes with a higher difficulty. The Mystic Weaver excels at manipulating elental forces using ntal abilities." Sang Hanhai pondered for a mont. "In terms of similar compatibility, if it's a 4th-Tier superior class, then it would be the 【Law Envoy】, which involves both aspects and isn't too difficult."
Su Chen indicated that he had morized this. Sang Hanhai continued, "The physical-type side is relatively simpler. The advancent class for the 【Gale and Swift Thunder Adept】 is the 4th-Tier superior 【Calamity Walker】."
【Law Envoy】, 【Calamity Walker】. Su Chen decided he would look up these files the mont he returned to the Adjudication Court.
After listening to Sang Hanhai finish speaking, Su Chen asked with an expectant look, "Once I advance to the 4th-Tier, will I be able to look at that stone slab?"
"The stone slab?" Sang Hanhai blanked for a mont, then laughed out loud. "Looking at the pot while eating from the bowl. So you're still obsessing over it."
Su Chen also didn't shy away from admitting it. "You spoke about it so mysteriously back then, it really left my heart itching to know."
Sang Hanhai smiled. He wasn't the least bit surprised by Su Chen's obsession with it.
Su Chen put on a look of sincere curiosity. "We're all our own people here, just tell a little more."
Sang Hanhai thought about it for a mont. "How about this, you follow to et soone. He knows even more than I do."
"Who?" Su Chen had a vague guess, but he still asked.
Sang Hanhai spat out a few words, "My senior brother, Pu Zhenghong."
"Is there anything I need to pay attention to when eting your senior brother?"
As Su Chen followed Sang Hanhai, walking deeper into the Class Decoding Departnt, the passing staff mbers beca increasingly sparse, leading him to ask this question.
"Not really, my senior brother is famously amiable." Sang Hanhai said, before adding, "There's only one thing: do not ntion Xia Hanshi."
"Alright." Su Chen paused, nodding helplessly.
He soon saw that patch of overlapping trees. Passing through the winding path, the mottled sunlight was cast upon the ground—
Mottled spots that sparkled like shattered gold.
Arriving at the wooden house in the central area, Sang Hanhai knocked on the door. Without waiting for any response, he led Su Chen inside.
Arriving before what seed to be the door to a study, he said softly, "Senior Brother, I've brought him."
"Co in." An aged voice echoed from within. Sang Hanhai gestured for him to push the door open and enter, though he himself did not follow.
As soon as he entered, Su Chen saw a white-haired, white-bearded old man sitting before a desk.
This should be the last man he hadn't yet t from the picture Sang Hanhai had shown him previously.
To think he would be this old—Su Chen mumbled inwardly. Chong Jingtian had the appearance of a middle-aged man, while Old Xia seed a bit older in comparison.
But this Pu Zhenghong practically looked as if he had one foot in the grave.
"Elder Pu—" he called out respectfully. Noticing the Saint Word Stone in Pu Zhenghong's hand, he couldn't help but shoot a glance at it, only to find that it was completely empty.
"Sit." Pu Zhenghong had been continuously engraving sothing onto it without even raising his head, simply telling Su Chen to take a seat.
"Do you know what the Divine Language is?" Pu Zhenghong asked leisurely.
"Uh—" Su Chen recalled that Sang Hanhai seed to have ntioned sothing about the Divine Language, so he probed tentatively, "The language of the gods; it appears to be the very thing engraved on the Saint Word Stones."
"Correct—but the Divine Language is arduous." Pu Zhenghong continuously engraved, yet there were still no marks at all on the Saint Word Stone. "Xia Hanshi told you to co."
Su Chen's eyelids twitched. Didn't Sang Hanhai just say not to ntion Xia Hanshi?
Pu Zhenghong held the engraving pen, his movents never stopping. "He stubbornly refuses to give up. The previous three were useless even after seeing it; they still couldn't make it back out after entering the ruins."
"Even though you have an Ink Jade talent, wanting to gain the qualifications is still far from being enough."
"Qualifications? What qualifications?" Su Chen keenly asked.
Pu Zhenghong's movents paused, and his white brows twitched. He said with dissatisfaction, "Has he beco so lazy now that he isn't even willing to explain anything?"
Su Chen smiled awkwardly.
"What is recorded on the stone slab are the partial class requirents of a Morning Star Tier class." Pu Zhenghong snorted coldly. "At the sa ti, it's also the class belonging to the previous master of those ruins."
Ah, so that's how it is. Su Chen suddenly understood, then heard Pu Zhenghong continue: "Without gaining its approval, entering the ruins is almost like having nine chances to die and only one chance to live."
"Approval?" Su Chen caught onto the keyword again. That High Priest had also ntioned this. "What does that an?"
Pu Zhenghong explained, "A class at this tier already possesses a spirituality of its own. Without gaining its approval, it is practically impossible to advance into it."
"Without its approval, you can't advance—" Su Chen was rather shocked.
Then what were those class information ssages captured by his panel supposed to an? Did that count as getting approval?
Or was it that the classes on his panel completely bypassed the need for external class spirituality?
Or could it be within the remaining unrevealed class requirents, gaining approval was actually one of the requirents itself?
Truly outrageous, Su Chen muttered in his heart. Then, he asked again, "But can a broken stone slab represent that Morning Star Tier class?"
"Naturally, it cannot. The important thing isn't the stone slab, but the information—" Pu Zhenghong shook his head, emphasizing, "Spirituality is omnipresent. Being able to comprehend the class information upon it ans you have obtained its approval."
Su Chen was bewildered. He took another glance at his panel and couldn't help but ask, "Then what are the requirents to gain approval? Talent?"
"Talent is rely the threshold requirent." Pu Zhenghong shook his head, his carving motions stopping. "Who knows how one gains its approval? It could be luck, or perhaps it's destiny."
"That mysterious." Su Chen hadn't expected the concept of destiny to be brought into the mix.
After so thought, Su Chen asked, "Then where do you see standing? Do I have a chance of gaining its approval?"
Upon hearing this question, Pu Zhenghong raised his head to look at Su Chen for the very first ti.
The two n stared at each other. They looked at each other like this for a long ti. Su Chen didn't feel embarrassed anyway, his skin was thick enough. Pu Zhenghong put down the tool in his hand and said mildly, "With an Ink Jade talent, you do indeed have a reason for that confidence, but it's still not enough."
"You don't even et the threshold," he added.
Those words—Su Chen understood deep down; the first advancent requirent for the Great Exalted class was a Profound Purple talent.
Based on the Adjudication Court's classifications, above Ink Jade was Crimson, and above Crimson was Profound Purple.
But then he recalled the words of the Black Buddha High Priest that had been parasiting within Wei Yinshuo's body. He said the people from Yuandu had co for the sole purpose of gaining the Great Exalted's approval. Could it be they had soone with a Profound Purple talent?
"Morning Star Tier classes already possess the characteristic of uniqueness. As long as the advanced professional isn't dead, no one else can take on that class for a second ti." Pu Zhenghong continued, "Being approved by the class only gives you a chance to advance. Only by becoming the chosen one is it absolutely foolproof. However, trying to be chosen—"
He left his sentence trailing, shaking his head. "Harder than scaling the heavens."
"Approval, chosen one? So complicated—" Su Chen had truly not expected this, not to ntion the concept of uniqueness.
"It's actually not that complicated. Put simply, it just depends on whether it finds you pleasing to the eye. Supposedly, the chosen one can also obtain the class's favor, which is completely different from soone who's rely approved."
Pu Zhenghong went back to studying the Saint Word Stone in his hand. "Rest assured, you will definitely be allowed to look at it once you reach the 4th-Tier. Though, it will likely still be useless even after you look."
You're projecting your anger a little, aren't you. Su Chen felt a slight stir in his heart and asked, "Can the identity of the chosen one be replaced?"
"Sure, kill them, and the position opens up." Pu Zhenghong replied casually, then continued, "You possess an extrely rare talent towards Saint Word Stones. Little Sang probably thought that with it, you could directly interpret the information on the stone slab."
"In truth, the key isn't the information upon it, but whether its spirituality actually approves of you."
"However, this talent of yours might also have an effect on the Divine Language," Pu Zhenghong said with a smiling face.
Su Chen kept a wooden face as he listened to Pu Zhenghong lecture on a long, winding theory regarding the Divine Language. It was practically like listening to an alien language—going in one ear and straight out the other. He didn't understand a single sentence.
In the end, unable to bear listening any longer, he used the excuse of going to the bathroom to make his escape.
"A pity—" Pu Zhenghong sighed. Su Chen clearly had zero interest in the Divine Language, so he couldn't force the issue.
"With an Ink Jade talent, there is a chance of becoming an 8th-Tier professional. But as for gaining approval—" His eyes flashed faintly, and he shook his head. "There is little to no hope."
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