"This..."
Su Chen stared at the text appearing on the panel, shocked. ’The Purifier can actually consult with a Great Venerable?’
And it seemed they had actually figured out a way forward.
"The blood of someone with Divine Dawn Level Talent..."
Su Chen immediately thought of Qin Tianlin. He was the only person in the Sect with a Divine Dawn Level Talent.
However, he frowned slightly. ’Making a move on Qin Tianlin would be far too difficult.’
Setting aside whether he could even defeat him, Copper Heart was crawling with High-tier Professionals. He would probably be discovered the moment he made a move.
"Is there another solution?" Su Chen asked the empty air.
But this time, the panel didn’t respond.
Apparently, to find the path to a Divine Dawn Level Talent, analyzing his bloodline was likely the simplest way.
Helpless, Su Chen looked back at the paper documents before him. ’Can a Morning Star Tier really produce offspring with a Divine Dawn Level Talent?’
According to the Sect’s conventional wisdom, a Professional with a Scarlet Level Talent, assuming they didn’t pursue other special professions, had a certain chance of becoming a Tier Nine Professional before their Talent began to wane. Their power would just be a bit on the weaker side.
Some special professions were strongly tied to one’s own Professional Tier. Fulfilling their requirements at a Low Tier might not be too difficult, but preparing for a special profession after reaching Tier Nine? The difficulty would be astronomical.
Take forging weapons with bare hands, for example. Even a Morning Star Tier would find it difficult to forge a Tier Nine weapon bare-handed.
With a Profound Purple Level Talent, however, becoming a Tier Nine Professional wasn’t much of an issue. They could even pursue a Holy Profession Sequence.
A Star Amber Level Talent was naturally anchored to the Morning Star Tier, allowing one to pursue more than one Holy Profession and possess extremely formidable combat power.
And for the Divine Dawn Level... the upper limit should be the Ancient King Tier...
’For the descendant of a Morning Star Tier to be born with a Talent level that leads to the Ancient King Tier... it really feels a bit strange.’ Su Chen mused, rubbing his chin.
But on second thought, it started to make sense.
The currently inferred upper limits for Talent were, in fact, based on the environment provided by the Bronze Sect. High-Talent Professionals barely needed to worry about resources.
With a single word, someone would find a way to handle the tedious requirements of a profession, greatly saving time and improving efficiency.
It was no exaggeration to say that the environment provided by the Sect could raise the upper limit of one’s Talent by one or even two Tiers.
In a smaller faction, one might not reach such a level. And on a place like Red Thunder Star, the results would naturally be even worse.
SWOOSH!
A wisp of crimson flame appeared on Su Chen’s fingertip and landed on the paper. It was like hitting hot oil; with a BOOM, it flared up.
The faint glow of the fire reflected in his pupils as Su Chen muttered to himself, "I wonder if Qin Tianlin’s blood is stored anywhere else in the Sect?"
When the Bronze Tower collected biological samples, they would have definitely drawn Qin Tianlin’s blood.
However, accessing it required extremely high-level clearance. He certainly wouldn’t be able to retrieve it, so he had to find another way.
’Is there any in the medical center?’
Su Chen wondered. He then checked the time. It was still the Dark Sun period. Song Yang and the others had left not long ago. He decided to leave the Floating Island for Copper Heart and check out the medical center.
...
The environment of the Nether Realm began to melt away like a water-soaked oil painting, replaced by a growing cacophony that flooded his ears.
He was in an extremely narrow and crowded spaceship cabin. The air was thick and murky, filled with a complex stench of sweat mixed with cheap air freshener.
The Black Tuo Divine Son wrinkled his nose in apparent disgust. His disguise was that of a gaunt young man in a faded, washed-out shirt.
He shifted his body, pressed tightly against the person next to him. The "seats" were just metal benches fixed to the cabin walls, covered in a worn, pilling synthetic leather.
Someone was sitting beside him, their head lowered. It was only when the Black Tuo Divine Son’s consciousness returned that this person seemed to notice. A voice, inaudible to others, drifted over: "Hei Zhao, what did your Believers say?"
"Everything is arranged," the Black Tuo Divine Son replied, his eyes flashing.
The voice drifted over again. "Ever since the Flame Fire crisis, the Bronze Sect’s screening for Deceitful God’s Followers has become extremely strict. I’m quite curious, how exactly did you get in touch with the Bronze Sect’s upper echelons?"
"Wuwang, aren’t you a little too concerned?" Hei Zhao’s voice was cold.
Wuwang chuckled. "I’m just afraid of being duped and walking into a trap, you see."
"These major Sects aren’t like those minor factions. They have the power to utterly annihilate us."
"Do you think I’m like you, capable of messing up even on a Desolate Planet?" Hei Zhao shot him a sidelong glance and said flatly.
Wuwang’s expression turned cold, but he heard Hei Zhao continue, "What was that person’s name again? Teng Liang, right?"
"Hmph." Wuwang snorted coldly. He wanted to argue but ultimately said nothing. Instead, he abruptly asked, "Your goal isn’t just to send the ’Fog Ashes’ into the Bronze Sect’s ’Residual Fire’, is it? Is Su Chen also a target?"
The Black Tuo Divine Son’s expression shifted slightly but he quickly composed himself. "That shouldn’t be hard to guess. Your mission is simply to assist me. Don’t overthink it."
Wuwang fell silent at his words, not responding. He was just thinking about a recent conversation with his Father God.
Black Tuo had a great obsession with that Su Chen. From Red Thunder Star all the way to the Bronze Sect, this Black Tuo Divine Son was making moves, and Deceitful God’s Followers were plotting in the shadows.
However, he hadn’t expected that the Faceless Followers could actually connect with Fan Zhao. Perhaps this would give them an advantage.
He was also extremely curious. For Su Chen to receive so much attention from Black Tuo, he had to be extraordinary. He wondered what secrets the man held.
His failure on Red Thunder Star had been baffling, and it left him with a great curiosity about the people and events there. If he had the chance, he would definitely snatch this person for himself.