I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 215 - 189 Which one should I choose... (Asking for

Chapter 215: 189 Which one should I choose… (Asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 215: 189 Which one should I choose… (Asking for monthly votes)

After Lin An stepped onto the path of the transcendent, he had encountered too many magical figures.

Having learned more, he couldn’t help but realize that all of this was thanks to the enlightenment of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order.

Lin An didn’t know what kind of personal charisma Lu Tingyu, that legendary figure, possessed to inspire such admiration in so many people, but he could feel the influence of Lu Tingyu in each extraordinary and exceptional individual and how formidable they were.

The Antler organization was, broadly speaking, a fusion of multiple schools of thought, where each branch delved into its own field of research.

Perhaps some branches didn’t have a specific focus at first, but influenced by such an atmosphere, they would undoubtedly be motivated to carry out their own research.

Now, the Antler had seventeen official Witch-Hunting Knights, as well as those branches with severed inheritances, totaling more than twenty schools of thought.

These schools of thought, inevitably influenced by Lu Tingyu’s ‘Chive Garden Furnace Improvement Plan’, chose to incorporate this part into their approach, using it as a stepping stone to reach higher levels.

Among these, Lin An believed the most brilliant was Professor Cao’s ‘Witch-Hunting Knight Breathing Method Furnace Compilation Wizard Version’, briefly known as the ‘Wizard Furnace’ plan.

It was the Antler’s multi-generational research direction to condense the Breathing Skill Furnace in a Wizard’s way.

The ‘Armor’ Sect relied on their extensive experiences in ‘bargaining with spirituality’ concerning armor, embarking on the most likely path to success.

And today, Lin An once again witnessed a remarkable figure who wasn’t from Antler but had also stepped onto this path.

Mr. Liu.

His research direction was completely opposite to that of Professor Cao.

Professor Cao hoped to use the Furnace Core ‘Antler’ to discipline the essence, energy, and spirit within a Wizard’s body.

But Mr. Liu, on the other hand, hoped to use a Wizard’s will to discipline the Breathing Skill Furnace.

To discipline the Furnace, transforming it to suit a Wizard’s needs.

“A Furnace is hardly such an inconvenient object!” Mr. Liu’s face couldn’t hide his stubborn pride as he stood in front of the office’s floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the software park. He turned his head and said with a sneer, “Why should the Furnace Core be the Antler?”

As he spoke, innumerable banyan tree roots spread in behind him along the floor-to-ceiling window. The roots slithered along the walls like long snakes, meandered across the ceiling, and writhed on the floor.

In a moment, the entire room was covered in roots.

Lin An gasped and jumped up from the couch, turning his head to see that in a blink, the couch below him was also entirely composed of banyan tree roots.

“The core of a Wizard’s furnace, no, it shouldn’t be called a Furnace Core!”

Mr. Liu stood with one hand in the pocket of his suit pants and the other gently caressing the banyan roots, “I call it ‘Will of the Furnace.’ This is what truly belongs to a Wizard!”

He walked forward slowly, the entwined roots forming steps that allowed him to easily ascend the more than five-meter-high platform.

Suddenly, the space became chaotic.

The three-meter-high office now seemed to contain an indistinctly taller space within it.

Mr. Liu stood on the platform with his arms outstretched, laughing wildly, “This, is the Mad Warlock’s Hollow, the tree-root-entwined hollow. I, Liu Yuanmou’s will, my space!”

“You want to learn my Tree Hollow sorcery? Ha, you can’t learn it, because this was forged using the ‘Will of the Furnace’ as something akin to a ‘Purgatory World’ space.”

He lifted his eyelids, glancing at Lin An.

The sensation of spatial chaos was particularly pronounced; although Lin An was looking up at the platform, it felt as if Mr. Liu was lazily sitting on the couch across from him, looking up at him standing.

“With a Furnace Core, one can excavate the body’s strength, and so the Demon Hunters with blood connections have their Purgatory World.”

“But I dislike that. I am a Wizard, and I follow the will of my heart, so I have refined what I call the ‘Will of the Furnace.’ It excavates the strength of the soul, hence there is a tree hollow space floating in our world, drifting on the Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Realm.”

At that moment,

Lin An finally understood why Mr. Liu’s root spirituality was so difficult to depict.

It turned out that Mr. Liu’s spirituality had long been refined into a Furnace Core, oh, it should be called the ‘Will of the Furnace’.

This was clearly something that progressed beyond mere spirituality.

Of course, Lin An knew there was another thing that was a progression beyond spirituality, and that was a Sorcerer Zombie.

Mr. Liu on the platform was shouting boldly and unbridled, his voice holding a unique desolation, “The Witch Hunter Knights, generation after generation, have managed to break through the past limitations, dominating Wizards. And now, I, Liu Yuanmou, have also broken through the Wizards’ past ‘ultimate Witch turns Zombie’ ceiling, how can I be content being suppressed by the Witch Hunter Knights again!”

He looked at Lin An, sneering, “Young man, you are of the same kind as I am, but you still don’t catch my eye. You must know that in this world, everything relies on strength; playing both ends will only make you suffer the losses I did in my youth!”

Being belittled is an unpleasant experience.

For a moment, Lin An really wanted to turn into a black cat or Zou Yu and tell him, I’m awesome too.

But such impulsive behavior was, of course, particularly foolish.

Lin An suppressed the emotion and simply looked up, exclaiming in admiration, “Wow~”

Good.

This cooperation from the student pleased Mr. Liu.

So he stopped showing off. The roots dissipated, and he reappeared on the couch in normal view, ready to continue teaching.

Of course, this bit of show-off was indeed useful.

At least Lin An had unknowingly started speaking with an admiring tone, “Teacher, could you explain this concept of ‘Will of the Furnace’?”

Teacher?

Ha, Teacher!

Mr. Liu preened and tilted his head back, looking at Lin An through his nostrils, “Young man, want to learn? Heh, then you’ll have to practice this ‘Soul Balancing Spell’ first.”

Oh~

Is that so~

You just laid out bait for me, and I thought you were just showing off on purpose.

No, you were definitely showing off!

Lin Anxin curled his lip in his heart, yet his expression remained highly respectful, as he blinked his bright eyes and asked, “You’ve finished the theory, but how exactly do we learn this witchcraft?”

Unlike the prevailing method among today’s wizards, which uses ‘ceremonial magic’ to spread ‘witchcraft molds,’ Mr. Liu’s teaching seldom relies on other witchcraft materials for assistance.

“The power of a wizard comes from the soul, you must search for the power within your own soul. Relying on those witchcraft materials with various will inclinations, hmph, the practice that comes from that is impure.”

“You need to feel the rhythm of this kind of witchcraft, allow your soul to empathize, to adjust your frequency to match it.”

“It’s like appreciating a painting, it conveys the will necessary for witchcraft, such a witchcraft mold is more reliable than a ceremonial magic compiled using witchcraft algorithms.”

Lin An blinked, huh, I understand this stuff.

But this seemed to be the path of spiritual research, and Mr. Liu seemed to have moved onto that level already?

That’s right, having condensed spirituality into the Will of the Furnace, how could he lack some research?

However, Mr. Liu obviously went a step further than Lin An.

“Empathy is only the first step; when we appreciate a painting, we must not only understand the intent of the painter, but also reflect and comprehend something of our own. Only then, what we obtain will not just be what the artist wanted to convey, but also our own.”

He made a point; whether Lin An was listening was up to him, he didn’t elaborate much, merely mentioned it in passing.

“I will teach you a song!”

Mr. Liu spoke of paintings but was teaching a song, which wasn’t conflicting; the principle was the same.

“It’s called the ‘Song of Life as a Fleeting Dream’.”

Lin An had an odd expression, learning to sing with Mr. Liu, this feeling was too strange.

On the contrary, the ugly head on the couch, full of excitement, said, “A song? I like to sing! Lin An, I want to learn too!”

Just learn, how could I cover your ears. You and I are one, even if you don’t learn, you can retrieve the song from my memory later.

Lin An was a quick learner, even though the song Mr. Liu recited had no lyrics, being just a series of hums and aahs.

Each note calls forth a corresponding emotion.

As for how to invoke it, that’s what Mr. Liu explained earlier about the Five Basic Elements of Witchcraft, Five Basic Motions, and Five Basic Spells. (180)

Especially the five basic motions, sometimes a single syllable requires a melody that undergoes three transformations.

“First comes ‘change,’ then ‘blossoming,’ followed by ‘interaction’ that creates ‘flow,’ ultimately leading to ‘blooming’!”

“These five basic motions are reflected in every syllable, intricately connected, each section linked to another.”

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“To achieve these five basic motions, you must master the five basic spells I taught you.”

“A shortcut would be to buy a potted plant, and use actual spells in conjunction with the rhythmic tempo of the ‘Song of Life as a Fleeting Dream’.”

Lin An raised his eyebrows, “Apparently, the ‘Mad Warlock’s Hollow’ Organization’s method of ‘Emotion Sorting,’ involves planting a camellia sapling.”

Mr. Liu’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Good, you are quick to react, but things are not as simple as you think.”

He didn’t want to discuss the matter of the camellia tree as it involved some of his plans regarding Avatar Sorcery.

“Once you master this song, this ‘witchcraft mold,’ you can begin practicing it.”

“With the rhythm of this song, adjust your inner basic emotional rhythm to align with your Breathing Skill.”

“Hey, you’ll feel the difference quite quickly.”

After instructing all this, Mr. Liu left.

Lin An sat on the couch in silence, frowning.

It seemed that every time after Mr. Liu’s instructions, he would end up frowning in deep thought.

The ugly head hummed the song, looking up at him, “Lin An, Lin An, what are you thinking about?”

Lin An sighed, gazing distantly toward the office door, “His teachings are very impressive, truly capable of guiding me step by step to become a powerful wizard.”

The head paused, “Isn’t that good?”

Lin An looked down at it, “But it diverges from the methods taught by Professor Cao.”

That was precisely the issue, to aspire to be a Witch-Hunting Knight or to become a Wizard.

This was not just a matter of factions; it was also about the path of cultivation in the Supernatural World and his future direction as a Wizard.

Having mastered this ‘Soul Balancing Spell,’ Lin An would be able to freely manipulate his subordinates’ spirituality to cast spells, using any witchcraft they possessed at will.

And as for the side effects that arose, Mr. Liu’s spirituality had already provided him the solution.

But the practice of this witchcraft was clearly deviating from the ‘Deer Horn Discipline Essence Spirit’ method taught by Professor Cao, inevitably leading to issues in the condensation of the Antler Furnace Core.

“Ah, this…”

The head opened its mouth but couldn’t find the words to say for a moment.

Lin An sighed softly, “A choice must be made. The Furnace Core and the Will of the Furnace…”

These were truly completely opposite paths.

And no one could tell him which one was right.

It’s possible that both paths were wrong.

That Lu Tingyu was so formidable, yet in the end, he also failed, didn’t he?

“Which should I choose…”

He suddenly felt lost.

The head rolled its eyes as usual, “How would I know!”