I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 179 - 179 168 Chive Garden (Requesting Monthly Votes)

?Chapter 179: 168 Chive Garden (Requesting Monthly Votes) Chapter 179: 168 Chive Garden (Requesting Monthly Votes) Following his Witch-hunting Knight master’s arrangement, Lin An went undercover to serve under a powerful wizard and, with his help, built an organization of wizards for the Witch Hunter Knights to target as practice.

Lin An had not expected such a thing, and during the Witch Hunter Knights’ meeting, everyone seemed so excited.

Or rather, for the establishment of a “Leek Garden,” everyone seemed to be that agitated.

Perhaps, Lin An had accidentally stepped into the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order’s “main questline.”

For a moment, he felt the Witch Hunter Knights, who suddenly became frantic in the meeting room, were like a bunch of neurotic scientists.

“The body follows the heart, and the heart is the foundation of the body,” Zhuang excitedly shared his insights on cultivation with Lin An, who had been dragged in for the conversation, gesticulating with both hands and feet.

He stood with his feet apart in a uniquely posed horse stance, as if he was forcefully stomping the ground with both soles, his body rhythmically swaying and appearing particularly nimble.

Then he leaned his upper body forward, almost parallel to the ground, and extended his arms forward, shaking as if he were Sadako crawling out of a TV.

Interestingly, Lin An could feel from those two hands a sense of interaction between the mind and nature.

A very unique rhythm pulsed through the air.

Or rather, those hands looked more like a pair of antlers swaying in the air!

“Our past cultivation has infused our own seven emotions and six desires, even our spirits, into our antlers,” Zhuang explained while waving his hands excitedly.

“It’s a process of refinement, and also a process where we are losing ourselves,” he continued.

Brandishing his hands, Zhuang elaborated excitedly, “Our bodies are considered a waste to the Spirit World Aura, like turning into a pile of dog shit. No one wants to step on it anymore, so we become very safe, without the risk of turning into Sorcerer Zombies.”

“But we’ve lost our hearts. How can a person live without a heart?”

“Uncle Zhuang here has been thinking, hey, if I just have a heart, that would do, right?”

“But we can’t just rip out our heart, our seven emotions and six desires, from the antlers; that would clearly be a regression.”

“So what do I do? Hey, I’ve come up with this method!”

“The interaction between the antlers and nature creates a rhythm. This rhythm carries our bodies. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Our core that produces the seven emotions and six desires is in the antlers, but as soon as we have these emotions and desires, we use our bodies to carry them!”

“Our spirits burst forth with thoughts, cravings, desires, and everything else—all can be carried by our bodies!”

“Hey, thus under this rhythm, we use the body to support the heart, and body and mind reunite, becoming a complete self,” Zhuang articulated.

“An, let me tell you, I’m almost there, just a tiny bit away from using these temporary emotions bursting in my body to pry into the Spirit World’s Aura and cast witchcraft!”

“Cool, huh?”

Lin An listened blankly, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

The slim Witch-hunting Knight in a lab coat beside him snickered, “Hahaha, Zhuang, is this why you visit massage parlors daily to have those emotional outbursts?”

Another plump Witch-hunting Knight laughed as well, “Right, right, and coincidentally bumped into a wizard next door also having an emotional outburst. Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!”

Well, Lin An had heard about this incident.

It was Da Susu’s younger brother, Xiao Susu, the guide who helped him enter the ‘Mad Warlock’s Hollow’ Organization.

“Go, go, go~” Zhuang shooed them away as if they were flies, pulling Lin An aside to continue, “An, when you’re in your Leek Garden, oh, I mean your Witch Organization, help me find a few to try out my method, will you?”

“This emotional outburst thing…”

Before he could finish, the slim Witch-hunting Knight in a lab coat shouted along, “With this emotional outburst energy, I guarantee those wizards would explode with emotions on the spot, ascending immediately.”

“Hahahahaha…”

About a dozen Witch Hunter Knights erupted into laughter, filling the meeting room with joyful chuckles.

Even Professor Cao, who did not quite agree with Zhuang’s idea, analyzed the situation seriously and looked at Lin An, “If we really want to try it, let Zhuang stay nearby. If those wizards suddenly have an emotional outburst and turn into Sorcerer Zombies, we’ll have Uncle Zhuang clean up the mess.”

“Hey, hey, hey~” Zhuang looked displeased, glaring at him, “Mr. Cao, what are you implying? My method is absolutely reliable, I’m telling you…”

Mr. Cao shook his head seriously, “The possibility of exploding on the spot is extremely high!”

Pff~
Who knows who laughed first.

Mr. Cao, being so grave, saying such a thing, laughter once again wafted through the meeting room.

Zhuang’s face soured, and he turned to Lin An with a pulled face, “An, you tell me, are you gonna help Uncle this favor or not?”

Lin An thought for a moment, then nodded earnestly, “I think what you’re saying makes sense. If I set up the Witch Organization, I will let any willing wizards study it.”

“Hahaha~” Zhuang happily patted Lin An’s shoulder, “You’re much cuter than your master. It’s settled then, ha.”

Yes, Lin An did find that unique rhythm particularly intriguing.

It seemed to be a kind of Antler version of casting effects, which, although different from Wizard’s witchcraft in essence, had a similar flavor on the spiritual level, it just hadn’t been activated.

As for the reason, it could be because Zhuang himself was not a Wizard.

“You’re willing to try such outrageous things?” the old man in the lab coat’s eyes lit up, “then you can also help me find a few to test my method!”

“Let me tell you, I’ve started from three aspects: the divination of our ancestors’ plum blossoms, the relationship between the five emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and thought in Wizardry, and the Antler’s sensing of vital energies, to pursue a kind of ‘timely change’ in the spiritual triggering of qi.”

“I’ve always felt that the method I am researching has its own ingenious similarities to the Wizards’ ritual magic.”

“To consider oneself as one of the casting materials and to intervene in ritual magic, thus achieving the effect of drawing Spirit World Aura through ritual magic.”

“This kind of Spirit World Aura, washed by ritual magic, is somewhat different from that filtered by Wizards.”

“But it is also particularly suitable for the Furnace. The most important thing is, it does not require emotions as a medium, our bodies are the intermediaries in this process.”

“You know, our Furnace also evolved from the Wizard’s ‘sacrificial’ ritual magic.”

“I conjecture that in the process of training with this ‘Furnace-style Ritual Magic,’ a Wizard will quickly condense a miraculous Furnace Core!”

“Unreliable!” Zhuang scoffed from the side, “I’ve always felt that you’d conjure some witchcraft Evil Gods, in other words, you’d still turn Wizards into a special kind of Sorcerer Zombie!”

The old man in the lab coat glared at Zhuang, “Your method is more likely to turn Wizards into Sorcerer Zombies!”

Zhuang chuckled coldly, “Yours isn’t half-bad either!”

And so, the two of them started to fight.

Without using the Furnace Core and their skills, it seemed that the thin old man in the lab coat actually had the upper hand, grabbing Zhuang’s belly and hammering his head.

Lin An watched with a bizarre expression, then was dragged away by the portly Witch-hunting Knight, who began to tell him about his own cultivation journey.

Seventeen Witch Hunter Knights, each with their unique way of cultivation!

Absurd!

What was most ridiculous was that the portly Witch-hunting Knight told him three methods, and in the end, with a face full of sadness, he pointed to a few empty seats nearby.

He talked about those who should have been sitting there, who sacrificed their Antler branches to maintain the peace in the ordinary world, thus ending their lineage. However, the research directions they had pursued needed to be continued by others.

This emotional card was highly effective, and the other Witch Hunter Knights that gathered around didn’t scoff like Zhuang and Mr. Cao.

But after who knows how long, someone suddenly realized, “You sly fox, you subtly blended your own research ideas into the mix, making it awkward for everyone to criticize!”

Anyway, that was how it was.

Professor Cao was right, Lin An planned to recruit those male Wizards scattered throughout the city, a task that could indeed garner him a lot of support and help from the Witch Hunter Knights.

Lin An was faintly beginning to feel like he was starting to integrate into the Antler organization.

Not because he suddenly became useful.

But because he was starting to take part in the most essential matters of the Antlers—sacrificing for the protection of the ordinary world, contributing to the ongoing research of the transcendent path, and striving forward for the unextinguished fire of longing in his heart.

All seventeen Witch Hunter Knight seniors, even the least outstanding among them, had their own research directions.

This place felt more like a college brimming with wisdom.

And this was what Lin An found most magical.

Vast knowledge, cruel practices, noble sentiments, and vulgar variances, all these intriguing elements merged into one.

This was the daring Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order!

An order said to be the most vibrant school in the country, a school that had turned its own land into a mess, yet was thriving and full of youthful energy.

Lin An thought that maybe one day, he would also fully integrate as a Wizard.

Whether one was born a Wizard was not important; in this place, to be respected, you had to be strong, but even more than that, you needed extraordinary knowledge.

That was the true pass within the Antler Witch Hunter Knight Order.

Somehow, Lin An suddenly felt that Mr. Liu might be very well suited for the Antler Witch Hunter Knight Order; they were all similar kinds of people.

Compared with the boss’ tales of other Witch Hunter Knight Orders across the country and Chen Xinmi’s stories of the evil Witch Hunter Knights and Wizards both domestic and foreign, here, even though everyone seemed to be heading towards despair, the flames of pursuit never died.

It was full of burgeoning vitality.

Lin An listened to each senior’s narrative with a smile, using his spiritual sense to earnestly note down every word, suddenly finding his way on how to root himself in the Shenhou City’s Supernatural World.

His Witch Organization, the ‘Leek Garden’…

He would become an indispensable key member of the Antler Witch Hunter Knight Order, and by then, it wouldn’t matter what his identity was.