I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 154 - 154 146 Who Did You See (Requesting monthly passes)

?Chapter 154: 146 Who Did You See? (Requesting monthly passes) Chapter 154: 146 Who Did You See? (Requesting monthly passes) Professor Cao didn’t seem to mind that Lin An had already become a wizard.

Or, rather, this might have been what he foresaw all along.

He had once told Lin An that being an undercover agent was not an easy task; some people, once blocked, would fall into it.

“Then practice this ‘Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill’ well!” Professor Cao said as he bowed his head again to knead the leopard’s tail in the sink; every time he kneaded, a large number of bubbles and mist burst from the water in the sink.

“After a wizard has completely awakened, they enter the Emotional Fluctuation Period. Learning this can also help you sort through your emotions.”

“The method I am teaching you now, to cultivate as a Witch-hunting Knight in the manner of a wizard, may not have been truly tested—you are the first—but every detail contains the collective wisdom of generations of Antler People.”

“From the research accumulation of generations before, to the ‘Self-sufficiency Furnace Improvement in the Chive Garden’ developed by Mr. Lu, to my current proposal of using the Breathing Skill to control emotions…”

“The thought process has always been consistent, and that is the organization of emotions.”

“This approach is applicable from the initial ‘Emotional Fluctuation Period’ to every step of a wizard’s later stages.”

“Even if this path doesn’t lead to success in the end…”

“Trust me, learning this method will greatly benefit your future cultivation path.”

Professor Cao, rarely smiling, looked at Lin An sincerely. “Although everything still remains theoretical and I cannot personally verify its correctness, I assure you that learning my ‘Deer-Style Furnace Breathing Skill’ will at the very least help you steadily advance to the point of condensing a Furnace Core.”

“As for what comes after…”

“That will require you to continue to explore, and this is not only for the dreams of three generations of Antler People, but also for your own destiny.”

Lin An believed Professor Cao’s words.

He had always given Lin An the impression of being particularly reliable; if it had been Doctor Zhang or Zhuang who said this, Lin An might have had his doubts, but Mr. Cao always seemed very solid.

“Oh, the Witches’ Assembly has a ‘Five Systems Theory of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Thought, and Fear’ that their last generation of witches developed after studying the ‘Soft Body Skill’ we spread to them. You may also want to learn about it if you get the chance,” he added.

“It might provide you with a reference for your future cultivation.”

As he spoke, he once again raised his head to look at Lin An. “I see you seem to possess a hint of the essence of the ‘Soft Body Skill’, suggesting you have come into contact with it.”

Lin An quietly swallowed, his heart quivering.

This was clearly what Mr. Cao had just mentioned: wait until your taut emotions relax, and then I will give you a strong push.

“Heh~”
Professor Cao chuckled lightly, after teasing his student, he started to give serious guidance.

The body texture of a Sorcerer Zombie is particularly hard. After all, not even a handgun can penetrate it, so how could it possibly be kneaded with hands in water?

It truly required a technique like the ‘Skinning Knife Skill’, which resembles both Witch Hunter Knight techniques and witchcraft, to be able to grasp and knead it effectively.

Lin An held each side of the leather material in his hands, feeling like he was gripping a solid slab of steel.

Stimulating the internal organs with the Breathing Skill to ignite the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, all mixed within the heart as a representation of ’emotions’…

Just the first step, complex to speak of and even more complex to carry out.

Not to mention under such conditions, with the erosion of Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Realm and the force of witchcraft surging in the chest, while also trying to calm the spirit and maintain a state of tranquility.

For the next entire week, Lin An barely went home, living at the slaughterhouse, spending almost all his time there aside from eating and sleeping.

Occasionally, Doctor Zhang and Zhuang would come to take a look, seeing Lin An holding onto Sorcerer Zombie leather material and staring blankly in the water. Watching for a long time without discerning anything, they would leave somewhat bored.

The methods taught by Mr. Cao were not the original way of Witch Hunter Knights’ cultivation, making it difficult for them to draw conclusions from their own experience.

Doctor Zhang went as far as to criticize this approach that prioritized light framework techniques over focused breathing methods.

Only Mr. Cao sat like an iron tower off to the side, eyes closed, not speaking, appearing thoroughly composed.

That night, Lin An finally found that feeling; his hands holding the Sorcerer Zombie leather in the water suddenly glowed.

Indeed, they glowed, as red as if they were ingots of steel heated red-hot.

The bizarre thing was that when his hands, which touched the water, felt only a burst of coolness without the unique boiling vigor of Professor Cao’s.

Professor Cao came over and looked down, nodded his head.

“Don’t be surprised. I knew it would be successful, but I wasn’t clear on the specific effect. This method of a wizard practicing the Witch Hunting Knight’s Furnace may be the first of its kind for you.”

“There’s no need to be like me; I rely on strength to simulate the approximate effect, but as I’m not a wizard, I can’t produce the witchcraft-like effect you just did.”

But Lin An knew he might not be the first.

Mr. Liu.

He had already begun practicing the version developed by Lu Tingyu.

Yet, oddly, Mr. Liu relied on the cultivation of the ancient tree artifact Stone Treasure, which appeared to be an earlier version of the Witch Hunter Knights. It seemed not to lead down the path toward condensing a Furnace Core.

“Tell me how you feel,” Professor Cao looked up at Lin An.

Lin An looked down at his hands that had become red and shiny, and smacked his lips, “It feels like a crossbow, with the string pulled tight and locked, then everything returns to calm.”

“But I know that if I pull the trigger, the string will provide a powerful burst of force.”

Professor Cao nodded with satisfaction and patted Lin An on the shoulder, “This is an initiation. Now, practice well on your own.”

This was not as simple as an initiation.

It was like the Skinning Knife Skill that could easily cut through anything.

The Tanning Skill allowed one to manipulate the hide of a Sorcerer Zombie, normally impenetrable to bullets, as if it were ordinary leather. If this were used on an enemy, what kind of effect would such manipulation have?

Lin An hesitated a moment and then tried to stretch out his hands, which felt as if they were red-hot steel, and grabbed the edge of the cement sink.

Gently giving it a twist…

Immediately, it was like twisting a big piece of rubber putty; the gripped area deformed abruptly. The cement didn’t crumble but remained skewed after he removed his hand.

As if it had been molded into that shape when the cement was first applied.

It wasn’t just about applying great force!

It was more like… molding?

If this was used on a person’s body, could it shape someone’s waist as thin as paper, just like the cement?

“The master leads you to the door; the practice is up to you.”

“Keep practicing.”

Professor Cao encouraged him and left a whip behind, clearly busy with internal affairs of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order.

The whip he had promised to make for Lin An was being used as a demonstration opportunity this time.

The whip, black and yellow interwoven, looked like the tail of a leopard.

Lin An grasped the pure black handle and tried to use the Swaying Character Secret Skill.

“Snap~”
The whip in his hand whirled around in mid-air and cracked, extending forcefully, becoming rapidly longer and thinner.

It was filled with an extremely intricate weave, which allowed the whip to become flexible.

Eventually, the whip extended to a length of ten meters, becoming very thin, and then with a rebounding force, it snapped back sharply, returning to its original form as a leopard’s tail.

“I don’t believe I even blinked?”

Lin An marveled at the whip. Just now, Professor Cao had demonstrated the general steps of armor crafting in front of him. It seemed so simple and casual, and just like that, the whip was made with a fluid and effortless sequence of actions.

“Tsk~”
“Awesome!”

The skills of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order were magical in a way different from witchcraft, yet carried a bit of…

a unique character.

After a tiring day, he returned home late at night, deep into evening.

Lin An yawned, casually turned on the room lights, and was startled to see a figure already sitting at the chair in front of the long table!

It was Chen Xinmi!

Lin An instantly went on alert, knowing that whenever this crazy witch came to his house, it was rarely for anything good!

Chen Xinmi squinted her phoenix eyes enigmatically, exhaling a puff of smoke, her wine-red lips curled into a chilling smile.

“I took a risk and infiltrated the slaughterhouse of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order today. Guess who I saw there?”

Who else could it be, with that accusing demeanor of hers, it’s clearly that she saw me.

Lin An was somewhat surprised. He hadn’t seen Black Cat at the slaughterhouse, and moreover, Professor Cao had been at headquarters all day. How had Chen Xinmi infiltrated unnoticed?

Oh~
That’s right!

Lin An suddenly realized. Chen Xinmi had previously used a monitoring spell in the boss’s office. Maybe during her last infiltration, she had cast something more complex?

Strangely, he felt no panic at the moment, just calmly looking at Chen Xinmi and raising an eyebrow slightly, “Who did you see?”

Perhaps it was because Professor Cao liked to tease occasionally during his serious lectures, that now Lin An didn’t feel much panic when facing this kind of identity exposure.

He just walked calmly into the foyer to change his slippers.