I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 48: 048 Lin An’s power of overtaking on a bend Chapter 48: 048 Lin An’s power of overtaking on a bend Lin An did not sleep all night.

The snoring of the young boss was as loud as a tractor, and his ugly head had a worse tolerance for alcohol than Lin An himself. After a few sips, he started to go crazy with the drink, hopping and singing on the young boss’s belly with a bizarre melody, too many things had happened in the day, which made his brain even more active while drunk…

And, Lin An worried that Zhou Xiaoxiao would cast that witchcraft again to talk to him. If the young boss saw the well on the ceiling, many things would be hard to explain.

The downpour that had engulfed the city finally passed, and the oppressive clouds dispersed into nothingness. Lin An walked onto the small balcony and looked up at the night sky, rare for the city, dotted with stars.

He opened the balcony window, letting the night breeze come in, and sat in a wicker chair, blankly staring at the city’s nighttime stars.

Even though it was deep into the night, the city’s street lamps, the lights of various buildings, the headlights on the roads, all merged into a terrestrial night sky.

Lin An curled up in the chair, exhaled softly, and tried to adjust his mentality using the meditation Breathing Skill ‘Yun Juan Yun Shu’ as described by the yoga blogger.

It was all meditation in yoga, but the method this blogger wrote in his post was very different from what Chen Shuyun had narrated during the Witch Awakening Ceremony.

If summarized briefly, one was about ‘Self-centeredness’, the other was ‘Selflessness’.

Self-centeredness focuses on finding inner peace through relaxed breathing, letting go of the burdens in one’s heart, and facing everything with a more calm state of mind.

Selflessness is about losing oneself, merging with nature, and feeling the true self in nature.

One actively explores the inner self, the other releases the inner self and entrusts it to nature.

During Self-centeredness, the hustle and bustle of the city recedes far away, leaving only oneself. During Selflessness, one forgets oneself and merges into the hectic city, seeking the purpose of self-discovery.

At least that’s how Lin An understood it.

He breathed smoothly, following the method described in the post, gradually seeking that peace and relaxation within his heart.

This method was good; he could always figure out what was most important to do next after calming his emotions.

He sought opportunities for growth.

Right before him lay an opportunity!

Killing Mr. Liu’s Spiritual Grey Wolf, completely devouring an entire spiritual being!

He also wanted to explore more spiritual directions, and see if the influence on the spiritual level could occupy Mr. Liu’s attention away from himself.

Since the man was planning on having Chen Xinmi kill him, Lin An would not be so polite.

He could suppress his inner self, but that did not mean he was numb.

No!

He even felt his heartbeat stronger and more vigorous than before!

The arrival of Chen Shuyun, the helplessness of that moment, ignited a wildfire in his heart. That wildfire kept burning and wouldn’t extinguish no matter what.

Then let it burn.

Lin An’s eyes were blazing, as if feeling back to a certain night in his childhood.

Back then in the orphanage, a wealthy couple of professors were going to pick a child to adopt after daylight. Some were jealous of his handsome appearance, thinking he would take their chance, and planned a sneak attack in the middle of the night with a few people gathered.

He was full of wildness back then, unlike the educated and employed person he became, who knew how to endure.

One always has to hit rock bottom with a bleeding head before learning to tame oneself and fully integrate into this world.

What Lin An thought was self-taming…

Started to stir again on this night, burning fiercer than before.

Slowly, these tumultuous thoughts calmed down again, and his mind was filled with the experiences of recent times.

In the end, these distractions also died down, leaving only memories of the experiences of the Witch-hunting Knight’s Breathing Skill, the witchcraft of Wizards, and the usage of spiritual power in every detail.

Lin An began to crave power.

Not to become a strong figure in some faction, but to have the right to refuse.

To loudly say no, screw you! Against those who wanted to meddle with him, who wanted to intrude upon him, who wanted to disrupt the peaceful life he longed for.

Don’t mess with me!

Power…

Lin An caressed the red string that was coiled around his right arm, and the red string twisted and tightened as if responding to him.

Power would start with devouring Mr. Liu’s spiritual essence!

Lin An rested his head on the back of the wicker chair, silently gazing out at the night sky from the balcony, summarizing and analyzing various discoveries.

For example, with the complete formation of the black cat image combined with the ‘Spirit Cat Spinal Stretching Technique’ and the Deer Frolic Breathing Skill, he was able to perform some instinctual actions unique to cats.

When he crashed into the door, he naturally adjusted his stature, using the door to cushion and shed momentum, which was still vivid in his memory.

All this seemed to be brought about more by the rhythm of the black cat image.

Just as he had agilely leaped onto the wall with a certain unique rhythm, stemming from the rhythm in the painting of a little deer by Master Qi Laozhai.

Rhythm, Breathing Skill, stance—they complement each other and break through within the rhythm. This was so interesting.

What was even more interesting was that while in the rhythm of the black cat’s instinctual movements, supplementing it with the ‘Sky-Scanning Eyes’ brought about judgment and response to the environment, which also seemed to be an excellent direction.

He did not care which of these methods were those of Witch-hunting Knights, which were Wizard’s witchcraft, and which were from spiritual beings. As long as they could help him better, he would use them.

After all, the methods he actually could use were really not that many.

As he pondered, without realizing it, he fell asleep just as the sky was beginning to lighten.

When he woke up again, the sun was already towering high in the sky. Lin An groggily opened his eyes and pushed open the balcony door to head back into the room.

The young boss had already left at some point, only leaving a note on the table.

——”Take the day off, come find Mr. Cao with me in the afternoon. I took out yesterday’s packed goods and the trash for you, wash your own bowl, there’s still half a jar of liquor left, keep it and drink it.”

Lin An put down the note and looked at his injured left arm with some anticipation as he untied the knot and removed the bandage.

As expected, it had actually healed!

It seemed that the liquor, which gave him the illusion of ‘Moonlight Lake’s surface,’ had facilitated the fusion of the absorbed spiritual essence with his own body, and concurrently, the wound had also recovered.

It was magical, but he was more concerned with the red string wrapped around his right hand.

Lin An walked to the full-length mirror in the entrance hall and took a look, his hand appearing empty in the reflection.

He took it down and measured it, about 2 meters in length.

Holding one end, watching it gently wriggle as it hung naturally, he couldn’t help but feel as if it was some kind of worm.

Or perhaps, a whip?

Lin An raised an eyebrow, took it, and gave it a light flick, and to his surprise, it felt unusually resilient.

Oh, indeed, this thing was originally used to suppress Chen Shuyun from reverting to a Sorcerer Zombie, so it had to be extremely tough and sturdy.

The fact that he could break it seemed to rely on something other than raw strength.

With a new idea in mind and a plan to deal with the grey wolf, Lin An tidied up the house, washed up, and sat down at his computer desk to search online for techniques on how to use a martial arts whip.

In this day and age, you could find anything online, even videos where people patiently explain the tricks.

In ancient times, such skills would often only be passed on to sons and not daughters, with some tricks being told only with the last breath.

But now there’s a bunch of them online, and yet not many people watch.

Videos with high viewership are either woven into dramatic performances or feature beautiful girls and fans proud of ancient martial arts culture.

The most common comments in the bullet screens are some saying — ‘Ha, he’s actually trying to teach me?’
Of course, there are also videos from up-and-comers, with girls in tattered clothes swinging whips. Even if most of the content is about striking impressive or seductive poses, there are people madly commenting — ‘Ah, whip me!’
Regardless of the type, Lin An watched them all so earnestly.

Embracing the ugly head in his arms, feeling its dripping blood penetrate his heart, and before he could even absorb it, it was mobilized, his brain was running wild.

After each video, he would stop, close his eyes, and carefully recall every detail he had noted.

As intricate as the force of the other person’s body twisting, the signs of muscle movement displayed on the arm’s skin…
Afterward, he would enter a state of the Breathing Skill and again mobilize the spiritual essence of the head’s blood to help him practice these Whip Skills quicker.

Finally…

With a ‘snap’ that could only be heard on the spiritual plane, Lin An’s eyes lit up.

Swinging the whip, he couldn’t help but think of Mr. Liu’s grey wolf, and then he would remember the scene where Chen Xinmi’s black cat with a big overarm swing sent the grey wolf flying.

A big overarm swing?

Lin An raised an eyebrow, quickly immersing himself in the essence of the black cat’s image, his body following the structure of the ‘Spirit Cat Spinal Stretching Technique,’ in sync with the Deer Frolic Breathing Skill, thoroughly feeling the sensation of embodying the black cat while facing Chen Shuyun’s Dark Gold Statue.

Back then, he not only became more agile, but he could also instinctively perform some cat-like movements.

Like walking on all fours, like flicking a tail, like leaping into the air.

So, what about the cat’s specialty of a big overarm swing?

It’s not possible that he can’t do that, right?

Then, he could also feel the red string as an extension of his own body, as natural as a new organ.

So, treating the red string as if it was his own cat’s paw should be possible, right?

Whip Skill? A big overarm swing?

What an interesting idea!

“Snap~ Snap~ Snap~”
The room echoed with snaps that no one else could hear on the spiritual plane, Lin An controlling his arm to stay still consciously, letting the red string move.

This wasn’t something that could be perfected with practice.

It seemed to require entering a certain state of feeling.

Once understood, it was quite miraculous.

Power!

This was the power Lin An yearned for! This was power at the spiritual plane neither Witches nor Witch Hunter Knights could touch! This was Lin An’s unique power!

This was…

The power for Lin An to surge ahead in the race!

How could he not become engrossed in it!