I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 159 - 159 151 Soul Balancer (Seeking Monthly Pass)

?Chapter 159: 151 Soul Balancer! (Seeking Monthly Pass) Chapter 159: 151 Soul Balancer! (Seeking Monthly Pass) The Witch-Hunting Knight and the Demon Hunter were indeed deserving of their names, named after hunting sorcerer zombies and wizards.

Especially Zhuang.

Lin An once again faced Zhuang in the guise of a wizard and could clearly observe that Zhuang seemed to have changed into a different set of armor. It appeared to reduce the sense of power somewhat, but his speed had increased a great deal.

At the same time, Zhuang had changed his way of fighting.

He seemed to have abandoned the chain hammer and instead primarily used steel javelins, which traversed the entire city. The javelins flew a kilometer far, and though their speed diminished over distance, the force they contained became increasingly heavy.

Just one stab from those javelins would at least cause a serious injury.

Lin An had such an intuition.

What’s more, Zhuang seemed to have analyzed his behavior, as he once preemptively threw three javelins in a certain direction.

An extremely accurate prediction!

When Lin An teleported into existence, he felt that the three javelins had sealed off all his avenues for retreat.

If he hadn’t transformed into a black cat in time, using a smaller body to deftly avoid the attack, it could have easily meant game over for him.

Having dodged, he transformed back into the monstrous Zou Yu and shot through space in one direction.

Run for it!

This was the fundamental plea that guided him when he first learnt his extraordinary abilities—to preserve his little life in the hands of wizards and Witch Hunter Knights.

The ‘Oil Painting Vortex Vision’ witchcraft was activated.

The surroundings within hundreds of meters began to twist and warp, intended to interfere with Zhuang’s ability to judge where to throw his javelins.

Witchcraft and a wizard’s mental activity are so closely connected!

Indeed, when Lin An followed the original intent when he had learned abilities like ‘Sky-Scanning Eyes,’ ‘Black Cat Transformation,’ ‘Oil Painting Vision,’ ‘Zou Yu Transformation,’ and so on—to escape from the pursuit of the Witch Hunter Knights—everything started to go smoothly.

The new combat methods that Zhuang tailored against Lin An were to no avail.

All his combat strategy theories were built on the foundation of fighting against this ‘Black Cat Wizard,’ but the black cat simply would not engage with him.

Now, unable to aim properly, let alone catch up, Zhuang could only watch helplessly as the Black Cat disappeared into the distance.

This infuriated him so much that he started yelling furiously.

Finally catching up, Feng Xin, who had been rather underwhelming in this confrontation, pursed her lips as she watched the Black Cat dash away, feeling intensely frustrated.

What on earth is going on with the supernatural world in Shenhou City? These Witch Hunter Knights are obviously very strong, so how come there are such terrifying wizards appearing one after another?

But they soon shifted their attention.

A massive pine tree suddenly sprouted from somewhere among the high-rise buildings, stretching towards the sky and growing rapidly.

In no time, it obscured the sun and the sky!

…

Lin An hadn’t gone far. Holding Chen Xinmi, he left the Purgatory World and reverted to a black cat to navigate the city’s dark alleys, eventually arriving at a secluded little park.

He hadn’t had the chance to put down Chen Xinmi when another black cat suddenly appeared in front of him.

Clearly, Chen Xinmi had awakened.

Her eyes were shut tight, apparently observing herself with some other method, which was why Miao Miao had appeared before her eyes.

The Black Cat looked at Lin An with a half-smile, meowing non-stop.

——Don’t expose her, leave her some dignity.

Lin An raised an eyebrow at it and placed Chen Xinmi on a stone bench under a tree shade, then transformed back into a human at her side.

The Black Cat came over and looked down at Chen Xinmi with a sigh.

——Your palm turned red-hot with that witchcraft, which seems to have the ability to help people adjust their minds. It’s just a bit rough and direct.

Lin An nodded, admitting he was a novice.

And having Professor Cao deduce to such an extent the method of translating the Witch Hunter Knights’ Furnace training into witchcraft suitable for the Sorcerer’s Bloodline, maybe that was already the limit. To achieve delicate operation, perhaps he needed to delve deeper on his own.

The Black Cat looked back at Lin An with an indecipherable expression in its eyes.

——A broken body and spirit are ultimately broken. When Chen Xinmi touched your palm, her mind immediately opened its gates to me.

——At that moment, I realized that maybe I could…

——Take her place.

Lin An blinked but said nothing. Although Miao Miao could say anything and Chen Xinmi would be none the wiser, if he spoke up, Chen Xinmi would overhear, given she was secretly watching him then.

“Meow~”
——Miao Miao is tempted, Miao Miao also wants to be her own master, to control her own destiny.

——But the True Self Spirituality is just that, and the primary consciousness is the primary consciousness; these cannot be changed. If the primary consciousness holds the main position in the body, we’re an individual. If the spirituality holds the main position, we’re just a sorcerer zombie or demon.

——I am her, she is me; we are the two marvelous sides of humanity, each with our suitable ways of existence.

The Black Cat turned around, rubbing its warm nose against Lin An’s cheek.

——Lin An, thank you for helping me understand all this, no longer making me foolishly harbor some bad ideas.

It seemed somewhat sad.

Lin An couldn’t care less about Chen Xinmi snooping, and he gently hugged Miao Miao’s head.

“Meow~”
——Our sister Shu Yun was right, some things come with birth, we have no choice. To the primary consciousness, Miao Miao is indeed an unjust presence.

Miao Miao also wants to be a person.

All the things that Chen Xinmi had gradually stripped from her mind, Miao Miao still had. And due to the separation from the primary consciousness, this True Self Spirituality came to be more like the real self.

It looked forward to the future with anticipation, filled with curiosity and fantasy about everything, with a longing for love…

It too had imagined, if it were the primary consciousness, if it became the true Chen Xinmi…

But when the opportunity just laid before it, in the end, it shied away, knowing what it could not have.

It…

It was never going to become human, it was just a True Self Spirituality, and that’s it.

The True Self Spirituality represents the most genuine traces of a person’s past self, but it can only signify the past. Once it takes the dominant position in the body, that person can only remain stuck in the past, with no future to speak of.

This might be the creator’s greatest irony for mankind.

The spirit gains the true self but finds out that the existence of oneself in the real world has become increasingly different from the true self of the past.

The human heart is so complex, and it’s greatly disturbed by the Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Realm, making everything even more complicated.

The Black Cat was fortunate—Chen Xinmi had only this one spirit, this one most complete representation of the entirety of Chen Xinmi’s past True Self.

That was already satisfying, wasn’t it?

It took a deep look at Lin An, then at Chen Xinmi feigning unconsciousness on the lounge chair, and for the first time, voluntarily disappeared from sight.

Lin An felt somewhat at a loss as he looked at the empty lawn in front of him.

The Black Cat had given him so much help, and he desperately wanted to help it, but he didn’t know how.

The Black Cat had said just now…

When his ‘Tanning Skill’ was applied, Chen Xinmi’s broken body and soul became extremely suitable for it to take the dominant position in the body?

Lin An thoughtfully looked at Chen Xinmi and, for some reason, he thought of the ‘Heart-to-Heart Skewers’ witchcraft that he had been researching for most of the day.

There seemed to be a very subtle link between the spirit and the soul.

An idea vaguely attempted to surface in his mind, but he couldn’t for the life of him work out what it should be.

Just then, he suddenly looked up in astonishment towards a corner of the city, where a pine tree had unexpectedly sprung up on top of a skyscraper.

He knew this building!

The Green Sail Hotel where Mr. Liu stayed!

He also knew this pine tree!

One of the four offshoots of the great banyan tree in the Kapok Male Wizard’s spirit!

As he watched, he suddenly felt the grey wolf spirituality of Mr. Liu inside him boiling up, being swiftly summoned by him. It vaguely crossed the dimensions of space, linking him to the blood-oozing head at home.

His vision changed, and an eerie scene appeared before him.

It was the great banyan tree in the lake, and Mr. Liu at the Green Sail Hotel, eerily overlapping in their existence.

Mr. Liu seemed like a bottomless pit at that moment, causing the great banyan tree to sway, its enormous silhouette looking as if it was about to collapse into Mr. Liu’s pit.

“No! What on earth has happened!”

The burls of the great banyan tree opened their angry eyes, and the bodies strung by its aerial roots opened their mouths to bellow, “Damn it, what did Chen Xinmi do to my foolish offshoot, to affect me like this!”

It began to struggle, feeling the whole space vibrating. In the end, it had no choice but to fling away the part that had sprouted the pine offshoot with the bodies, to fill this strange imbalance.

Anyway, it was best to cut losses in time, like a lizard shedding its tail, using the least important part as a sacrifice to block this inexplicable devouring sensation.

Pop~
The ‘prediction’ scene brought by the ugly head disappeared, and Lin An’s expression grew strange.

He knew that it wasn’t what Chen Xinmi had done to Mr. Liu, of course, Chen Xinmi’s “Heart-to-Heart Skewers” witchcraft might have also played some role.

But the most important thing was himself, he had devoured Mr. Liu’s Grey Wolf Spirituality!

However, he hadn’t expected such an imbalance to cause the spirituality of “Kapok,” a powerful male witch, to collapse toward Mr. Liu.

Ultimately, did Mr. Liu snatch away a part of his spirituality?

Meanwhile, Chen Xinmi was also startled by this huge change, sat up, furrowed her brows, and glanced over, but ultimately, she focused her gaze on Lin An.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with danger, “You must give me an explanation!”

“What exactly did you do to me?”

Lin An’s eyes simply sparkled thoughtfully, while the smile on his face suddenly became twisted and eerie.

He had discovered that there were two kinds of spiritual essence.

One was the combination of transcendent powers and Spiritual Energy, like the union of witchcraft and Spiritual Energy in the form of dark gold statues, or the fusion of Breathing Skills and Spiritual Energy in the form of a deer head manifestation.

The Black Cat Wizard said this was “Transcendent.”

The other kind of spirituality was the combination of the soul with Spiritual Energy, which both ordinary people and wizards possessed. Like the strange spiritual hallucinations of ordinary people, like his own ugly head, like Chen Xinmi’s Black Cat, and like Mr. Liu’s giant banyan tree spirituality.

The Black Cat Wizard said this was “True Self.”

In the past, he relied on the “Extraordinary Spirituality” of dark gold statues to take a shortcut, but unexpectedly, it turned out that “True Self Spirituality” could do the same.

The dimension of “True Self Spirituality” didn’t seem to be judged by the strength of transcendent abilities possessed in the real world.

For example, now Mr. Liu, after having his Grey Wolf Spirituality devoured, instinctively plundered the spirituality of the Kapok entity.

Or, the duel between the clown mask male witch and Da Susu Male Witch in the “Life-Death Gambit Curse Slaughter Scale” ritual magic. (126)
There was so much potential in this area.

Lin An vaguely found an indescribable point of convergence between the “Tanning Skill,” “Heart-to-Heart Skewer Fragrance Witchcraft,” and the “Curse Slaughter Scale” witchcraft tools.

“Soul Balancer!”

Lin An looked at Chen Xinmi, “It’s a type of ‘Tanning Skill’ I learned from the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, but I think it could perhaps also be called ‘Soul Balancer’.”

“It uses complex Breathing Skills to manipulate the Seven Emotions and Six Desires within the body, creating a state of the soul that is balanced yet conflicting, stimulating like a fragile and sensitive scale.”

Chen Xinmi was stunned for a moment, “Tanning?”

Lin An nodded, put his hands in front of him in the air, and danced his fingertips, gently grabbing at the air, “It can easily reshape the form of Sorcerer Zombie corpses filled with extreme emotions, obsessions, and desires.”

“Because it is filled with the rhythm of balance, the more extreme things are, the more they signify fragility and the easier it is to be reshaped by this skill.”

Chen Xinmi’s eyes lit up, the things Lin An was describing had a lot in common with the fire she wielded, and it gave her a lot of inspiration momentarily.

As they spoke, the entire Red Light Purgatory World began to shake.

The Antler Witch Hunter Knights swarmed in, working together to pull that abnormally large pine tree into the Purgatory World.

Countless attacks were instantaneously unleashed upon the pine tree.