I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 216 - 190 Im really convinced (Votes for monthly ticket

Chapter 216: 190 I’m really convinced! (Votes for monthly ticket, please)

Chapter 216: 190 I’m really convinced! (Votes for monthly ticket, please)

Late at night, Lin An tossed and turned but couldn’t fall asleep.

Eventually, he reluctantly sat up from the bed, staring blankly at his home covered in traces of blood splatter.

Ever since he had chosen to share perceptions with his head, his once warm and comforting home now looked to him like a haunted house, filled with dripping fresh blood everywhere.

Not to mention, those three people in his subconscious, oh, wait, it’s four now.

The clown mask, Da Susu, Mr. Liu, ‘Life Taster’ Wizard.

These four frolicked like wild dogs, making a racket in the bathroom sink mirror one moment, and shouting in the hallway the next, sometimes running into the phone screen, or even around the steel pipe of the electric fan…

Of course, the most terrifying of all should be Lin An’s bed.

Lin An tugged at the pillow, and sticky plasma dripped down, stringing to the bedsheets, looking extremely horrifying.

“Sigh…”

Why did he agree to share perceptions with his head on a whim?

Lin An rolled over and lay down, feeling the icy chill of the sticky blood under his head, feeling somewhat helpless.

Of course, it wasn’t without its benefits.

This blood was actually spiritual energy that had seeped in from the Spirit Realm and became imbued with spiritual attributes, which was very beneficial for bodily absorption.

At least he could clearly sense how the spiritual energy of the Spirit Realm was subtly influencing him.

After lying there for a while, he finally got up.

He put on his clothes, opened the window, and, facing the night breeze, Lin An climbed out.

Looking down from over twenty floors up, everything seemed so insignificant.

He scratched the itch on his lower back and began to climb up the exterior of the building. Although the Breathing Skill Furnace had not yet been perfected, some effects had already started to show.

Such as slightly more robust physical strength than an average person.

Of course, there was also the Soft Body Skill he had been practicing, which he learned from Chen Shuyun, translating emotions into physical endurance, flexibility, explosive power, and so on.

Soon he reached the rooftop, facing the cool night breeze, he propped himself up on the parapet with one hand and leaped, instantly arriving in the Purgatory World.

The Purgatory World in front of him was small, only about a hundred square meters. Amidst the howling winds, Zhuang sat squatted on a large rock, with a skewer in one hand and a beer bottle in the other, blankly staring at the residential complex opposite the Purgatory World.

He didn’t know how long he had held that pose, as the skewer was covered with sand.

Zhuang absent-mindedly took a bite, then hurriedly spat it out with a series of ‘ptui, ptui, ptui’ sounds.

Swilling his mouth with beer, he then turned to look at Lin An.

“Haven’t slept?”

“Aren’t you up as well?”

Zhuang shrugged his shoulders and gestured for Lin An to grab a skewer from the insulated box in front of him, and then pulled a can of beer out of a plastic bucket full of ice cubes and tossed it over.

Pop~

Foam frothed from the beer, cooling down from the lips all the way into the stomach.

“Spit it out,” Zhuang said with a glance and a slight smile at Lin An. “You probably know very little about the Witch-hunting Knights. At our stage, we have so much energy we can’t use it all up, yet we have no desire to do anything. It’s really boring.”

“Don’t think everyone looks like they’re deep in research, like scholars immersed in a sea of knowledge. Actually, most simply have nothing else to play with.”

Since the topic had come up, Lin An took the opportunity to ask his question.

“Uncle Zhuang, I actually have a question. Since everyone is from their own research schools and the research all targets the Furnace, why does everyone insist on turning the Furnace Core into antlers?”

“Hahaha…” Zhuang laughed, raising his eyebrows suggestively, “First tell me, why do we call ourselves ‘Witch-hunting Knights’?”

“Why not call ourselves ‘Demon Hunters’ like the Conservative Faction or some free groups abroad that call themselves ‘Sages amongst Wizards’ or something like that? Or simply ‘Farmers Harvesting Leeks’? Isn’t that more fitting?”

Lin An thought for a moment, then looked at him with some confusion. “The boss told me it’s because of the existence of the International Witch-Hunting Knight Organization. Joining gave us the title of ‘Witch-hunting Knights,’ making it easier to go hunting.”

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Zhuang took a few gulps of beer, sighed in satisfaction, and turned to look at Lin An. “So yeah, it’s just a title.”

He pointed to himself with the beer bottle, “Take me for example. Eh, I might be the one who enjoys the antlers the most. Why is that?”

Lin An actually knew the answer, as Zhuang had shared his school’s philosophy before. “You draw out the Seven Emotions and Six Desires generated by the spiritual energy from the antlers and temporarily host them in your body, achieving a temporary self-completion.”

“Ah, exactly.”

Zhuang looked pleased. Lin An had clearly remembered what he had shared. “So, am I disciplined by the antlers? Discipline my ass, temporarily, hehe, An, I’m telling you, when necessary, my ‘temporarily’ can be a day, three months, or even a whole year.”

Show-off!

Lin An’s eyes widened. “Is that even possible?”

Zhuang raised his eyebrows, “Our school initially focused on how to avoid becoming a stone sculpture. Generation after generation has continued the research, always thinking we’re just one step away from the threshold. While I wouldn’t say we’ve achieved it yet, the antlers trying to discipline me? Bullshit!”

“Is the Furnace Core such an inconvenient thing?”

This was the second time today Lin An had heard this phrase.

The first time, he thought Mr. Liu was just showing off in front of him, and the second time, alright, Zhuang was definitely showing off as well.

But it seemed that although the Witch-hunting Knights all cultivated the antlers, their attitude towards the antlers was not one of devout faith but rather…

Zhuang gestured a beautiful, graceful curve in the air with his hand, “You have to learn to play with it. We need to seize the name of the trend, but also break free from the shackles this title brings.”

“Hehe, the antlers sign is quite useful. You’ll understand more after you get in touch with them more.”

“No matter if it’s domestic or international, eh, once this antler pops out of the head, everyone’s attitude changes.”

“A brand that’s been managed for generations, not using it is just stupid!”

“We not only need to use it, but we also need to use it in a way that isn’t embarrassing, making it convenient for the next generation of Antler People to continue using it, get it?”

Well…

This, compared to what Professor Cao described about using antlers to discipline the spirit and Qi, can’t be said to be the same. In fact, it has nothing to do with it.

“Of course, there is another very important point.”

Zhuang belched from the wine and pointed at the vast Red Light World, “In the Purgatory World, once you have a Furnace Core, you will easily feel a force blessing you.”

He gestured for Lin An to look up at the sky, where there was a long, red river.

“Every Witch-hunting Knight who turned into a statue has become a pillar of this world. The power of the antlers follows this river, bestowing it upon the descendants of the antlers.”

“This is a massive project, a high-dimensional world created by the early Demon Hunters in imitation of the Spirit Realm. The Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Realm nourishes Wizards, and the bloodline power of the Purgatory World nourishes Demon Hunters.”

“After Wizards turn into Sorcerer Zombies, they enter the Spirit Realm.”

“After Demon Hunters become statues, they enter the Purgatory World.”

“This is both the graveyard for Demon Hunters and the shelter their predecessors provide for descendants. Through the same Furnace Core, they pass on strength to us, and we also hope to someday lead them back from Purgatory into the real world.”

At this point, Zhuang raised his eyebrows, “There was a predecessor who, for research purposes, let his apprentice condense a Furnace Core that wasn’t an antler. It was rather formidable indeed, but they just couldn’t enjoy the blessings of the predecessors.”

There was actually this connection!

Lin An nodded, already having the answer in his mind.

However, that Furnace Will only belonging to Wizards that Mr. Liu spoke about, and the Soul Balancing Curse that could command the powers of subordinate witches, was truly, truly tempting.

Zhuang, observing Lin An who seemed deep in thought, chuckled eerily, “I know what you’re thinking. Every one of the Antler People is just like you, enjoying the benefits of the antlers while wanting to be free from their constraints.”

Lin An forced a smile, a bit embarrassed.

“It’s right to be greedy,” Zhuang said, giving a thumbs up in approval, “Otherwise, how would you be ‘boldly pioneering’? And how would you be one of the ‘Antler People’? Right? Whatever you crave, just research it.”

“It doesn’t matter what medicine is sold in a gourd. It’s just that this gourd, we should refine it into something good-looking.”

Understood.

Lin An nodded seriously.

To hold both is the principle of the Antler People. If you want it, research it.

As for how to research, Lin An always considered turning to his innate talent when faced with uncertainties.

“But speaking of which…”

Zhuang looked at Lin An with some disdain, “As a Knight apprentice, you could only rely on the powers of your subordinate Wizards to deal with that rabbit-eyed Feng Xin? Where’s your own prowess?”

“Is this how you act as the Great Commander? I just can’t understand why they’re so convinced by you. Is it all just for show?”

The implication was clear—faced with danger, you actually let my son stand in front for you?

Lin An certainly couldn’t say that his abilities were concentrated in his black cat form, not suitable to be used openly.

He innocently pointed to the vest he was wearing, “I’m still in the ‘arming’ phase.”

Zhuang looked him up and down, “Oh right, I just remembered, you’ve only been involved in the Supernatural World for a few months?”

This progress is actually too fast!

He was about to condense a Furnace and directly achieve a Furnace Core.

And he had already formed a Witch Organization and became the Great Commander?

With that, Zhuang felt a bit embarrassed to say anything like ‘when I was at your stage’.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth and casually tossed the bottle to the ground, “I heard you like whips? Come on, take out that Leopard Tail Whip Mr. Cao refined for you, and Uncle will teach you a few moves!”

Lin An’s eyes lit up.

He nodded like a pecking chicken, “Thank you, Uncle!”

“What’s there to thank me for!” Zhuang rolled his eyes, “In the future, remember this: a Great Commander should have the swagger of a Great Commander, got it? Don’t just call your underlings to the front every time there’s trouble.”

“You’ve got to lead by example; that’s the way to display real grandeur!”

Lin An chuckled, “Alright, alright.”

He truly took that to heart—it was very interesting. Concerning organizational matters, his ‘ambition’ ignited like wildfire, mysteriously transforming into potential for learning and helping him better grasp the arts of the Witch Hunter Knights.

“The Eighteen Rope Flicking Skills, which one have you learned up to?”

“The Whisking Skill, I sort of have a sense of the ‘Round Merger Force’ now.”

Zhuang was suddenly taken aback, blinked, and said, “Good fellow, without a Furnace, how could you possibly grasp something like the Round Merger Force, which is utter nonsense?”

Pop~

The rope tore through the air, exploding with a loud bang.

Lin An looked at Zhuang with a puzzled face, “Isn’t this what our Antler documentation says?”

Zhuang’s mouth twitched for a moment before he leaned back, “Nonsense, of course I know, I’m the one who compiled that ‘Eighteen Rope Flicking Skills.’ But when I was writing it, I did it to increase swagger; I never thought someone could pull it off without a Furnace, right?”

“Outrageous!” Lin An and Zhuang both exclaimed at the same time.

“You really are outrageous!”

“You’re pretty outrageous too, An!”

One compiled the Antler Techniques, embellishing them with all sorts of nonsensical elements, the other learned them from watching video tutorials without any mentor’s guidance and actually got the hang of it.

What can I say…

“I am truly flabbergasted!” both sighed in unison.