I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 232 - 202 Will of the Furnace_2

Chapter 232: 202 Will of the Furnace_2

Chapter 232: 202 Will of the Furnace_2

It’s easy to talk about big principles, but actually experiencing changes step by step, he especially longed to live as himself.

If he turned into his dad, with his dad’s ways of doing things, his dad’s way of thinking, his dad’s taste in aesthetics and food… would he still be him?

Eventually, he started to panic, thinking that showing off could wait for later.

He looked behind him in a slight panic, “An, how much longer do you need to freakin’ take?”

An slowly raised his head to look at him, with a pair of terrifying dark golden eyes in his sockets, as if he’d found something. He tilted his head, took a glance, then continued to draw.

“!!!”

The young boss blinked and swallowed, damn, why did An’s look make him feel so uneasy!

He even felt…

He wasn’t sure if it was just an illusion.

He felt like the will that wanted to turn him into his dad had retreated back into the antlers, as if it had encountered something at the top of the food chain.

Boom~

Just as he was lost in thought, the Witch-hunting Knights attacked once again.

“Damn it!”

The young boss cursed under his breath, quickly focusing to defend.

He had to be careful not only of these uncles and elderlies breaking through his guard and disturbing Lin An, but also of using these skills without killing these uncles and elderlies.

Yes, his dad was that awesome.

Sigh.

It was quite uncomfortable.

After all, it wasn’t his own ability.

But, as he went on using it, hey, the young boss suddenly got excited, for he could feel that his father’s antlers were no longer affecting him now, maybe because Lin An’s golden eyes had taken a look just now.

Ha~

So what was he waiting for, weren’t these skills just meant to be used at will?

Come, come, come, let me show you what showing off really is!

While the young boss was fighting, Lin An finally succeeded in his drawing.

He didn’t have the time to deal with the influence of Dark Witchcraft from the spiritual energy he had absorbed; he was currently enduring excruciating pain.

But he was satisfied. This spiritual energy represented everything about a wizard’s past, and he just brought someone over to be used up; what was the big deal about enduring some consequences.

Lin An took a deep breath, positioned Zhuang and Caidai Witch properly, and had Mr. Liu’s tree roots face him. He then placed the portrait he had drawn of Zhuang’s spiritual energy on top of it.

Only then did he begin to activate the power of his Breathing Skill Furnace.

Orange light sparked to life, igniting all the wild emotions in an instant.

Those were his “wanderlust”, “ambition”, “twisted cruelty”, as well as “anger” and “powerlessness” felt toward Chen Xinmi, and even more complex and entangled emotions for the Witch-hunting Knights.

It didn’t matter what they were anymore, all were transformed into the power of the Furnace.

Then, the power of the Furnace settled down, entering the heart and sinking down into the small intestine.

The power of the Furnace began to circulate among the five internal organs and six bowels under the regulation of the heart and small intestine, activating everything within his body.

Lin An slowly raised his hand, with faint orange light appearing in his palm, extending along the arm to the forearm.

Yes, the power of the Furnace did not move from the body to the arm to the palm, but flowed from the palm, the second gateway of the spirit, to the forearm.

Lin An slowly placed his arm on the drawn portrait and raised his other hand to rest it on the back of Caidai Witch.

He needed to summon the emotional power of Caidai Witch, then indirectly influence Zhuang’s body through the blood-linked “Heart-to-Heart Skewers” witchcraft.

He gradually brought Zhuang’s spirit into the chest Furnace.

Since his spiritual energy had disappeared, the lungs, the first gateway of the body, were wide open; the spirit settled in, and instantly began to absorb spiritual energy from the Spirit Realm, stirring up countless forces of emotion and sentiment.

As taught by the rotund elder brother, he should now stimulate the external Sorcerer Zombie with his spirit, energy, and mind.

But what was an external Sorcerer Zombie?

Heh, Mr. Liu’s tree roots, of course.

These roots were different from the ones Lin An had just collected from his fingertips; they were a bundle of severed root systems, or in other words, they were already a Sorcerer Zombie’s corpse.

Then, according to Mr. Liu’s teaching, the biggest difference between the Will of the Furnace and the Furnace Core was that one was a complete sacrifice to the antlers, and the other was the refinement of spirit by the mind’s control.

Being proactive, thus came the will.

Zhuang was “unconscious” at the moment, but his spirit was still active. To activate Zhuang’s spirit, he needed to stimulate it.

Bang~

The candle flames burst into life, turning into columns of fire a meter high.

Enshrouded in smoke, Lin An recited the words that he had learned from Mr. Liu, the “Song of Life as a Fleeting Dream.”

The Caidai Wizard’s emotional power propelled the roots to disengage from between him and Zhuang, animating them as they wriggled onto Lin An’s canvas of spiritual essence.

It was the last, and also the most important step.

Summoning the soul to depart the gateway, making room for the spiritual essence.

Lin An methodically went about the process, but over at the other end, the young boss was starting to struggle to keep up.

Yes, he was able to fully display his father’s skills without any reservations, and although the strength was slightly lacking, the charm was absolutely there.

But his spirit was undergoing the passive influence of the Lu Jiao spirit, and his body, bearing such a high-intensity load, was nearing its limit.

At this moment, a giant shadow closed in from the distance—the unmistakable Mr. Cao atop a massive motorcycle.

Mr. Cao, wielding a colossal cleaver, flipped it with the back of the blade in a sweeping motion.

Bang~

The bell-shaped light shield was instantly shattered.

The young boss was hit in the stomach, spewing gastric juices, and was sent flying off into the distance.

The blade paused, steadying itself on Lin An’s forehead.

Mr. Cao barked out a cold command, “Lin An, stop!”

“Hey, hey, hey, what gives! Didn’t we agree on this when you came rushing over!” Doctor Zhang climbed down from the back seat of the motorcycle, hastily pushed the cleaver aside, saw that Mr. Cao huffed but did not swing the blade again, and then looked at Lin An with a smile.

“An, this is not okay… Eh? Eh? Eh!”

His expression suddenly turned incredibly odd, one of disbelief.

Holy crap~

These roots…

Damn!

The taste of these roots, why do they so closely resemble the spirit he had grafted onto Mr. Liu!

Plus, at this moment, Zhuang looked…

Hiss~

Damn!

Doctor Zhang almost cursed out loud.

Damn it, was Zhuang now devouring his spirit, consuming it as spiritual energy to fuel his own Wizard’s Crucible?

He glared at Mr. Cao in disbelief, “Maybe… maybe you should just kill Lin An. Such a rebellious disciple is not worth keeping!”

Mr. Cao gave him a scornful look, “Scram!”

Boom~

A terrifying wave of energy spread from Zhuang, like a shockwave, instantly flipping everything in the vicinity.

The quick-reacting Doctor Zhang promptly grabbed Lin An and leaped aside, while Mr. Cao frowned and intently watched the changing form of Zhuang.

“The Second Furnace?” He turned to the portly older brother, “My disciple uses this technique way better than you ever did!”

Chen Fugui just sneered but didn’t argue, instead fixating on the levitating Zhuang.

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“Will of the Furnace?” Professor Cao murmured, sneakily making a side glance at Mr. Zhang, his mouth curving into a mocking smile.

Doctor Zhang gave him a furious stare, his face full of frustration.

Clearly, he realized that his lie about spirit grafting onto Mr. Liu had been seen through—well, he tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing his rice, as his spirit had been snatched away by Mr. Liu.

Yes, it was that simple.

Sigh~~~

But no matter, Mr. Liu had already been lured out and was now much more active than before, far from his former reticent self, evidently influenced by the invading essence of his own spirit.

The outcome was still undecided.

“Will of the Furnace?” Lin An blinked, looking up at the protective Doctor Zhang and asked softly, “You guys know about this?”

“No shit!” Doctor Zhang replied with distaste, “Mr. Cao studies the ‘Wizard’s Crucible,’ I study the ‘Will of the Furnace.’ We used to be evenly matched.”

“What you studied?” Lin An was taken aback, “But Mr. Liu said it was his research.”

“?” Doctor Zhang paused, then raised an eyebrow thoughtfully, “Did he really say he came up with it himself?”

Lin An shrugged, “Maybe he was blowing his own trumpet, I’ve found lots of people like to show off.”

“No kidding, showing off feels great,” Doctor Zhang sneered, “You don’t understand, Mr. Liu is carefree; he wouldn’t boast about such a thing. Hey, now that you mention it, he actually thinks the Will of the Furnace is his own invention…”

He stroked his chin, emitting a sinister giggle.

Lin An looked at him, utterly baffled, not understanding what he found so funny.

That laughter sounded especially devious, very much like a villain.