I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 153 - 153 145 Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill (Requesting

?Chapter 153: 145 Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill (Requesting Monthly Pass) Chapter 153: 145 Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill (Requesting Monthly Pass) “You seem to be in a good mood?” the young boss said as he drove, looking at Lin An with some puzzlement.

Lin An didn’t hide it and nodded, “Today, Professor Cao is going to teach me armor-making.”

The young boss laughed, “You’re indeed suited for the ‘Jia’ Vein’s inheritance; the rest of us from the other branches don’t have that much trouble, we can just directly condense it using the Furnace. However, it is said that the armor mold inside the ‘Furnace Core’ was initially designed by someone from the ‘Jia’ Vein to help everyone.”

“Armor mold?” Lin An asked, puzzled, looking at the young boss.

The young boss stopped the car before a red light, then turned his head and said, “It’s said that during the melting process in the Furnace, one can feel the materials from Sorcerer Zombies filling every detail of the armor, and can freely control the distribution of materials being poured into each part of the armor.”

Lin An imagined what that effect might be like, “So that means, the ‘Jia’ Vein is the only branch that can wear the armor before mastering the Furnace. But it seems there’s no difference, since everyone relies on inheriting the Furnace Core of their predecessors, and have a Furnace from the start.”

The young boss sighed, “This is not something to look forward to. When an inheritor has a Furnace Core to inherit, it means the person who bestowed it has entered into silence.”

This was clearly a somber topic.

Lin An pursed his lips and did not continue the conversation.

But the young boss kept talking.

“This world is like a novice village.”

Seeing the puzzlement on Lin An’s face, he laughed, “I don’t mean there’s a big map beyond the novice village; it’s just a metaphor for the current predicament.”

“It’s like there’s a ceiling, and no wizard can escape it.”

“Everyone cultivates to level one hundred, then completely cools off.”

“Everyone is looking for a way, and the Witch Hunter Knights are the first to find one, which is to pass down the Furnace Core from generation to generation, letting the inheritors continue to reach higher peaks on the original foundation.”

“Level one hundred and twenty, one hundred and thirty…even one hundred and fifty.”

“That’s also why the Witch Hunter Knights can firmly suppress the wizards.”

“Everyone is expecting that maybe someday, after several generations of inheritance, someone will break through level two hundred and finally be able to leave the novice village!”

“But in fact, no one knows whether this path is right or not, whether no matter how much one levels up—three hundred, five hundred levels—they still can’t leave the novice village.”

“They’ll still face aging, they’ll still start to become unable to think when reaching the extreme, and eventually become statues like the Stone Treasures.”

The green light came on.

The car continued on its way, with a breeze passing through the window and the young boss’s incessant chatter in Lin An’s ears.

“Those with spirit, with high talent, will always find ways to make more attempts. The fervent ones, with more perseverance, will practice their paths.”

“But as time passes, the spirit is exhausted, the talent peaks, determination wanes, and everyone will become desperate.”

“Struggling like the wizards, just as powerless, cursing Destiny, unwilling to submit to it, and in the end being brutally trampled by Destiny in the mud, mocked with impunity.”

“We’re all in the same boat.”

“Therefore, the Witch-hunting Knights need a belief even more to distinguish themselves from wizards.”

“To pass down strength and hope, to become part of the relay moving forward, thus was born the first creed, named dedication.”

“To protect ordinary people from the harm of wizards, to protect the world from the erosion of the Spirit Realm brought by Sorcerer Zombies, that is the second creed, named guardianship.”

“Especially ‘guardianship’, when their thinking becomes rigid, unable to make any complex judgments, that unyielding belief will become their highest principle for action.”

The car slowly stopped in the slaughterhouse parking lot.

The car window rose.

The young boss stared at Lin An with an extremely serious look, “You should understand what I’m saying, right? In the time before they become statues when they’re unable to think, protecting ordinary people becomes their highest principle!”

Lin An blinked, suddenly took in a breath of cold air, and pointed outside the car window, “You mean, the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order…”

The young boss nodded vigorously, “After they lose the ability to think, they will instinctively kill any creature that is tainted with the Spirit World Aura, even if it’s a Stone Treasure, or a plant eroded by spiritual energy. Likewise, it includes wizards!”

“Like…”

“You and me!”

Lin An narrowed his eyes.

“Be careful around every Antler Witch Hunter Knight,” the young boss said with a sharp look in his eyes, “I will only say this once, remember it, especially Mr. Cao, he’s about to reach that state, and by then he will not be able to judge whether you’re his disciple or not.”

Lin An nodded, “How can I judge when Professor Cao reaches that state?”

“When he stops talking, his body becomes stiff, besides being extremely sensitive to spiritual energy, everything else seems particularly sluggish…”

“Most importantly, a red glow will begin to emanate from their body, that’s their power domain.”

Lin An was surprised, “Red light, Purgatory?”

The young boss nodded, “Yes, countless Witch-hunting Knights turned into statues were placed together, connecting the red light into an expanse, ultimately supporting a world of power domain. Initially, everyone called it ‘Graveyard,’ the graveyard of Witch-hunting Knights, but it was eventually renamed Purgatory World.”

Thank goodness!

There was such a distinct entity in existence.

After getting out of the car, the young boss went to the freezer to continue practicing his physique using the corpses of the Sorcerer Zombies, while Lin An followed Professor Cao to a warehouse filled with cement pools of various sizes.

Next to the pools, there were some oversized wrinkled passion fruit shell chunks.

Of course, this wasn’t passion fruit, it was the bodies of Sorcerer Zombies. (137)
“The second step in armor crafting is scalding and tanning,” Professor Cao said, carrying a long leopard tail (111) and tossing it into a pool, turning on the tap, “Soak it in clean water, then we knead it with force until it starts to shrink.”

He plunged his hands into the water, and it was as if two red-hot iron rods had been inserted, causing a crackling and bubbling sound, and a great amount of steam arose.

Steam rose.

“Finally, when it shrinks to our desired size, we take it out of the water to set and dry.”

“Remember, the key lies in the tanning process using heat.”

“When the hide contacts hot water, it contracts, and this heat comes from our Furnace.”

“What a Furnace is, I think you’ll naturally come to understand later.”

“Now we grasp the power of the Furnace from the perspective of Breathing Skills, but I hope you don’t overly concern yourself with your breathing rhythm.”

“Breathing Skill is simply a means to help us adjust our physical state so as to indirectly influence the state of the mind.”

“You should focus more on feeling your own soul and use the power of your soul to interact with the residual spirit attached to the Sorcerer Zombie hide,” Professor Cao advised.

Lin An indeed had a knack for it, getting the point with just a hint and already understanding the content described by Professor Cao.

He looked at Mr. Cao with some confusion, “This seems somewhat similar to the Skinning Knife Skill.”

Professor Cao nodded, “The difference between the two lies in our relationship with the Sorcerer Zombie creatures.”

“Skinning Knife Skill is about confrontation and sharp attacks. Tanning Skill is about gentle guidance, focusing on lingering and guiding. The final setting and drying slapping technique, is a forceful disruption, emphasizing violent interference, stemming undoubtedly from our firm determination.”

“The three steps of armor crafting each represent the rhythm of taming in our fight against Sorcerer Zombies.”

Lin An nodded; he had felt this way when mastering the Skinning Knife Skill.

Professor Cao looked at Lin An with satisfaction and continued, “Since you’ve already mastered the essence of the Skinning Knife Skill and have made initial progress. Next, I’ll teach you the ‘Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill,’ which will transcend every detail of the three steps of armor crafting.”

“Mastering this Breathing Skill, you’ll have a different insight when you revisit the Skinning Knife Skill.”

The Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill was particularly complex.

It not only required breathing at different rhythms to stimulate the internal organs and awaken emotional characteristics but also demanded a calm mind during the emotional boiling phase.

“Calm!”

“Doesn’t mean you become completely wooden,” said Professor Cao in his deep voice, patiently instructing, “Have you seen documentaries about wild deer? When a fawn is eating grass and basking in the sun, it must always be wary of cheetahs that could suddenly pounce out of the bushes. When drinking by rivers and lakes, it must always be careful of crocodiles that could suddenly burst from the water.”

“We maintain a highly active soul at all times, which is not about being tense; it is a unique state.”

“You cannot keep yourself in a highly tense state for a long time because the moment you can’t maintain it might be your most dangerous.”

“This Breathing Skill primarily trains you to reach this peaceful yet highly active state of mind.”

“Highly active, highly sensitive, yet calm and leisurely.”

“Such a state allows you to burst into your best form at any moment,” Professor Cao said earnestly.

At this point, Professor Cao abruptly lifted his eyelids to look at Lin An, “You’ve undergone the awakening ceremony in the Tree Hole Organization, right? You are now considered a wizard.”

“Ah?” Lin An’s heart tightened suddenly, and he subconsciously took a half-step back.

“Heh~”
Professor Cao chuckled lightly, “You see, that’s exactly it. You’re not in a state of calm; your mind is particularly tense right now. When you relax and I suddenly ask you a question, I guarantee you’ll be scared half to death.”

Oh, my~
Don’t mess with my mind.

Lin An made an effort to stretch his mouth into a natural-looking smile.