The spirituality of a Witch and a Witch Hunter Knight is especially easy to recognize.
Unlike the usual visions of converging gazes encountered under normal circumstances, they look more real, exuding a unique sense of delicacy.
And the visions of these two types of people who possess transcendent powers are also vastly different.
The gaze of a Witch-hunting Knight is extremely reserved. When Lin An's gaze meets that of Professor Cao or Doctor Zhang during regular times, no illusions whatsoever are produced. Only when the other party uses their transcendent powers can he see the stag head within the converging flames on their body.
In contrast, the gaze of a Wizard seems to be exceptionally outgoing, not only do the converging monsters look more magical than those of ordinary people, but they even affect the surrounding environment.
Through this manner of peering into spirituality, Lin An could generally sense the differences in the training pathways of these two types of transcendent powers.
The transcendent power of a Wizard seems more outgoing, subtly blending with nature.
The transcendent power of a Witch-hunting Knight is more restrained, focusing more on internal self-cultivation.
When it comes to the manifestation of transcendent powers, one can release greatly powerful witchcraft while the other possesses a stronger body.
They seemed to be completely opposite types of training pathways.
But these were just Lin An's guesses; he couldn't be certain, after all, no matter which type, he was still an outsider.
The illusions brought about by Chen Shuyun's gaze came quickly and dissipated just as fast.
The terrifying illusion seemed like the caution and rejection when suddenly facing a stranger. This analysis was because Lin An could feel that the stance of the huge white python was not one of attack but of threat.
Don't come near me, or I'll kill you.
That was probably the gist.
"Come here, come closer, what are you doing standing so far away?" Qin beckoned Lin An, smiling as she introduced him to Shu Yun, "My younger brother is now the boss of Antler Software Company. This Lin An is a key figure in the company, the chief planner. Their company is in talks with Suxin Software for a partnership."
Chen Shuyun looked at Lin An with puzzlement, then showed Qin a sweet smile, "I see."
Beneath the wide, dark red fisherman's hat, a pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help but look towards Lin An.
This person gave her a strange feeling, even carrying a vague sense of a Witch Hunter Knight, but it was so weak, so weak that she thought it might be an illusion.
There couldn't be such a weak Witch-hunting Knight; those who practice these crooked ways only need to initiate the transformation ceremony to become a Witch-hunting Knight, then they would be terrifyingly powerful.
"Yeah, my brother-in-law is very down to earth, just lacks a bit of confidence, always fretting over this and that. He's worried about your sister..." Qin was energetically singing the praises of the young boss to Chen Shuyun, "And later, about the company's outsourcing..."
Chen Shuyun let out a sigh, gently took off the fisherman's hat on her, and looked very seriously at the other person, "Qin, I really never get involved in company matters, as you know I..."
Before she could finish, Qin put on an annoyed look, pouting unhappily, "You can't do this; you can't do that; are you still my good sister or not."
"Ah..." Chen Shuyun hesitated, then cautiously looked at Qin, "I really don't handle company matters. It's all my sister who makes the decisions. Otherwise, I'll consider the matter you just mentioned."
"Ha~"
Qin jumped excitedly, "That's more like it, come on, let's have a good talk."
With that, she began pulling Chen Shuyun to another place.
Qin talked too fast, and this woman acted with an undeniable dominance. She summoned Lin An over but didn't give him a chance to speak, and in a few words, she changed Chen Shuyun's decision from a refusal to consideration.
But...
It seemed the young boss had been sold out, used as a stepping stone to appeal to Chen Shuyun?
Lin An didn't quite understand the ins and outs here, but he inexplicably had that impression.
Chen Shuyun apparently realized as well, and as she was being led forward, she turned around and gave Lin An an embarrassed smile.
She, like her sister, had a pair of phoenix eyes, yet the feeling her smile gave off was notably different.
When Chen Xinmi, the female boss of Suxin Software, smiles, she resembles a fox, whereas when Chen Shuyun smiles, her eyes curve like crescent moons, portraying an exceptionally refreshing and likable image.
If Lin An hadn't seen her spirituality.
At that moment, her smiling gaze back, with the sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting a glow on her long eyelashes and soft facial fuzz, was indescribably gentle.
She had the air of the girl next door.
Lin An's heartbeat quickened substantially.
After all, those seemingly articulate eyes glanced back in such a way that, entering Lin An's sight, was a snake's head as large as a washing machine, with giant vertical pupils reflecting his own figure, as if marking its prey.
Lin An stood silently, lost in thought.
Was it possible for him to rely on the spiritual nature he had just witnessed, to judge that Chen Shuyun was a person with an extremely cruel and cold heart?
It is said that everyone has a beast in their heart; some manage to restrain themselves and return to ritual, subduing the inner beast and preventing themselves from acting on the evil thoughts that momentarily cross their mind.
And this kind of persistence could even last a lifetime.
Can spiritual nature truly reflect everything about a person?
Or does it merely display the beast within their heart?
Observing someone's spiritual nature does not seem to be mind-reading. Lin An reminded himself that he should not use the spiritual nature he observed as a direct basis for judging a person; otherwise, it might someday harm him.
He even had a bizarre thought out of the blue.
What if, in the future, his girlfriend occasionally showed an evil and terrifying side in her spiritual nature when facing him? What would he do then?
He quickly dismissed this self-tormenting thought.
The small boss's attempt to ask Chen Shuyun for a favor seemed doomed to fail, but Lin An's trip was not without gains.
At the very least, he could breathe the fresh air in this beautiful natural "oxygen bar" and casually listen to a yoga class.
Lin An had no interest in yoga. As a worker, he didn't have the luxury to spend a large amount of time practicing it; he was only interested in the meditation aspect of yoga.
Fortunately, the theme of this gathering was meditation.
As the pressure of urban life increased, and as foreign commercial moguls mentioned the benefits of meditation in interviews, this foreign practice of cultivation gradually became fashionable domestically as well.
But no matter how popular it was, whether traditional 'sitting meditation', 'Zen observation', or the foreign 'meditation', they seemed to be unrelated to ordinary people.
That is an interesting matter.
It is said that the 'Nature Close-up, Relax through Meditation' event, jointly organized by six yoga studios, attracted several hundred attendees, of which only a few were truly there to cultivate in earnest.
With hearts so full of distractions and amidst the torrent of worldly life, few truly yearn for simplicity and authenticity.
This place seemed to have become a social activity for certain urban elite circles, wearing the guise of self-cultivation while engaging in the most distracting of matters.
After all, a year's membership at the yoga studio was thirty-two thousand yuan!
Not to mention Chen Shuyun's studio, which the small boss couldn't even enter by paying the membership fee, hence he had to roundabout approach Qin.
Arriving by the lake halfway up the mountain, the so-called meditation event had not yet begun. People dispersed, forming small groups. Some walked along the lake's fence, others gathered at the nearby teahouses and restaurants to chat, creating a lively scene.
Lin An was destined to not fit in with these people.
A bit bored, he walked to the shade of a large tree and sat down on a rock carved to resemble a flat chair, bending over to check posts about painting techniques on his phone.
He planned to systematically study them, since after all, these skills were his means of earning a living in the future.
Soon, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and a pair of legs dressed in orange yoga pants entered his field of vision.
Looking up along the legs, a towering yoga tank top obscured the face.
As the newcomer sat down on the stone opposite him, Lin An was taken aback—it was the girl whose spiritual nature was a gigantic leech.
The girl, with an elastic band in her mouth, raised her hands to tidy her long hair, and said to Lin An in a natural tone, "It's so hot today."
Lin An glanced at her sweaty appearance, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Yes, it is."
Miss, you're this hot so early in the morning. Either your body is too weak, or you've deliberately sprayed some water on yourself. Which one do you think I should believe?