I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 150 - 150 142 Great Banyan Spirituality

?Chapter 150: 142 Great Banyan Spirituality Chapter 150: 142 Great Banyan Spirituality The “Classic of Mountains and Seas Monster, Zou Yu Portrait” didn’t hold any surprises. Lin An always proceeded with care, and since he had made thorough preparations, everything that followed was simply a matter of going through the motions.

Finally, as he placed the last stroke, the painting before him suddenly lit up, trembling and twisting in its frame.

Clang!

It was as though the sound of a mallet crashing onto a table could be heard, or perhaps it was the sound of finality, sealing the deal. There was no more green in the painting within the frame, only the portrait of an animal similar to a ‘snow leopard’ remained.

“Huh?”

Lin An looked at the painting with a hint of curiosity. It was different from the black cat portrait, possessing an indescribable…

Impurity.

As if realizing something, Lin An suddenly waved his hand lightly, flipping the frame to reveal that the back of the canvas still looked like a green-leather canvas.

And on this layer of canvas, one could vaguely sense emotions and realizations that did not belong to him.

“Is this…”

“Attention? Concern? Expectations?”

Lin An blinked, able to faintly sense a whole host of strange things attached to the green leather canvas.

The small business owner’s ambitions, excitement, pride…

Zheng Miao’s fanaticism and adoration…

The hard work and satisfaction of every member of the special project team…

The manager of the personnel department’s astonishment…

Mr. Liu’s astonishment, shock, jealousy, anger…

This appeared to be the amalgamation of emotions carried by every person who had viewed this ‘green leather portrait,’ and these feelings had intermingled on the canvas and faintly transferred onto the front, the ‘Zou Yu Portrait.’

“What’s the use of this thing?”

Lin An scratched his head in thought since it all seemed extremely weak, weak to the point that neither the green leather canvas nor the Zou Yu Portrait seemed affected by it.

“Maybe…”

Suddenly, Lin An thought of something and smacked his lips, “If it were turned into a game and released, and if a particular multitude of people played this game, or watched edits of the game, would their emotions and moods also be transferred here?”

If that were the case…

The effects that would emerge from that were unknown.

This was not going to be a short-term matter.

Nowadays, game development models primarily feature an art style, with planning based on art style to construct a story background, and operations analyzing the game mode based on the game’s visuals…

All of it was merely a beginning.

The design team’s manpower was also honing their skills through outsourcing projects for Suxin software, necessitating a patient wait.

Lin An was even more eager for the changes before him.

Having exerted so much effort, he simply wished everything would be effective as anticipated.

He was getting a little impatient.

After attempting and failing to transform through the painting, he paused, then decided to transform into a black cat first, and then connected with the essence of the ‘Zou Yu Portrait’…

There was an effect!

His eyes suddenly opened wide as he felt his body stretching quickly, his limbs and paws thickening, and his once nimble and slender cat tail beginning to transform towards a robust sensation.

“Pfft~”

In front of the table in his room, he suddenly flashed and reappeared in another corner of the room.

“Ha~”

Joy burst uncontrollably from his heart!

“Hahaha…”

Starting today! From this moment! He finally possessed an ability in the Supernatural World that could save his life!

Perhaps he couldn’t withstand a blow from Professor Cao, just as a ‘Papaya Tree’ couldn’t, but against the likes of Zhuang, Feng Xin, or other Witch-hunting Knights, he could now easily escape their pursuit!

Even if he couldn’t beat them and couldn’t harm them, they wouldn’t be able to lay a finger on him!

How utterly delightful!

Lin An’s demands were truly not high, or to be precise, his current demands were not high. He was just a novice who had just come into contact with the Supernatural World, a newly acknowledged Wizard and still a Knight apprentice. To have such an ability was more than enough for him.

The human spirit is a peculiar thing.

Lin An quickly noticed the changes deep within his heart.

Though this transformation was abrupt and silent, after so much training in observing spirituality, he had developed a keen heart.

He noticed the change!

After he successfully acquired the ability to transform into the “Classic of Mountains and Seas Monster, Zou Yu,” an oppressed heart suddenly released all its restraints, replaced by endless lightness and pleasure.

When he discovered that the Spiritual Portraits he created could continuously produce output through the game company’s staff, the numbness had already quietly disappeared, replaced by boundless ambition and desire.

Thus, the state of ‘suppression and numbness’ had vanished, and the force within his soul driving him to ‘chase excitement’ also began to calm down.

Life progresses in phases, and Lin An no longer needed to live a constricted life, walking on tiptoes.

He could navigate with more ease, adopting a more relaxed stance among various forces.

But it was exactly this that made him realize he had freed himself from the states of ‘suppression and numbness’ and ‘chase excitement.’

The sensation of his witchcraft power climbing rapidly came to an abrupt halt.

Or rather, without those intense emotions within him anymore, the influence of the Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Realm on his soul was changing from a flood-like irrigation to a trickling stream.

It was as if it was saying—Ah, my mission is accomplished, and you have obtained what you desired.

This subtle relationship between a wizard and emotions is so intriguing.

Lin An raised an eyebrow, realizing he seemed to have exhausted the emotional power stirred up by the ‘Little Rabbit mask-wearing wizard’ from his past ‘suppression and numbness.’

What should he do next?

He didn’t know, but after becoming a formal wizard, he started to feel the delicate relationship between ‘witchcraft, emotions, and Spiritual Energy.’

Lin An couldn’t help but recall the witchcraft Zhou Xiaoxiao had given him, named ‘Hexagram Ground Hourglass,’ which could alter spatial positions, clearly very suitable for the movement style of the Black Cat Transformation and Zou Yu Transformation. (70)

He originally planned to start learning this witchcraft next.

But now, after delicately sensing his spiritual changes, he suddenly had an intuitive realization—desire must come first, then the practice of witchcraft!

This was an insight gained from his spiritual struggle with the ‘Little Rabbit mask-wearing wizard.’

Practicing witchcraft first could allow the witchcraft to influence the heart, creating emotions, desires, and cravings that were not originally one’s own.

But if one first had emotions, desires, and cravings and then learned the corresponding witchcraft, it seemed not only possible to quickly improve with the help of the emotions but, most importantly, to digest these emotions!

Digest!

That’s the key!

Lin An even felt that this was the key to whether a wizard would become a Sorcerer Zombie or not!

He did not know if other wizards could understand this principle, but he guessed that even if they did, they probably wouldn’t want to stop learning witchcraft, right?

After all, every witchcraft is so powerful, just the ones he had seen before, such as the ‘oven’ of the Little Rabbit mask-wearing wizard, Da Susu’s ‘straw man stand-in,’ Chen Xinmi’s explanation of ‘Coffin-Sealing Sorcery’…

Each one was so tempting, if truly placed before oneself, could one really resist learning it?

During this time, Lin An even heard some information inside the Tree Hole Organization, which claimed that ‘Dark Witchcraft’ was even more powerful, easier to practice, and mastering each Dark Witchcraft meant a leap in strength…

He looked up, pondering, and eventually smacked his lips and chuckled.

The witch’s journey had come to a close, other wizards indeed might not be able to bear the discomfort of stagnant power, but he had other options.

—The practice of Witch-hunting Knights!

“Let’s start with the breath…”

Let’s start with the Breathing Skill, one step at a time, take it slow.

Lin An didn’t say this out loud; he keenly sensed a gaze spying on him.

Of course, he did not have the ability to detect others’ gazes.

He could only see the spiritual delusions caused by the gaze of others.

This was a spiritual force he had never seen before.

Such an exaggeration.

A huge banyan tree!

Super big, almost as tall as a ten-story building, with spreading branches that blotted out the sky, numerous aerial roots hanging down and swaying in the wind.

Among them, four roots looked particularly thick, almost as thick as an adult’s arm, each penetrating a corpse and sticking into the ground.

From the spots where they entered the ground, four new trees sprouted.

Camellia tree, kapok tree, papaya tree, pine tree.

Spiritual power is sometimes quite magical, giving a sense of spatial dislocation and distortion, allowing Lin An to glimpse the whole picture in a room not too tall.

As the spiritual presence revealed itself, a pair of wooden eyes suddenly appeared on the trunk of the tall banyan in the middle. Those eyes looked over, their pupils filled with indifference.

And the limbs and feet of the corpses, which were penetrated by the banyan roots and initially hung limply, seemed to come alive, starting to flail about.

Those corpses all lifted their heads, their eye sockets a blurry mess of flesh and blood, with their mouths just open, they all said in unison, “Little Rabbit! You really can transform into the Classic of Mountains and Seas monster Zou Yu! That Oil Painting Vortex-like witchcraft was indeed cast by you!”

“First the Black Cat, now the Zou Yu, it looks like you have also found the path that suits you…”

The four corpses, male and female, old and young, spoke in unison, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Painter?”

“Vortex mask?”

“I was actually fooled by you, you are ‘Little Rabbit,’ disguising yourself and returning to the Tree Hole Headquarters, showing up in the archive room…”

“You… are coveting my Male Witch Organization?”

“You… dare to covet my Male Witch Organization?”