Exorcist’s Self-Cultivation

After Du Wei spoke his last words.

The mirror he held in his left hand shattered with a snap.

The corpse on the ground also returned to calm.

Then, Du Wei casually tossed the broken mirror aside and reached out to remove the mask from the face of the corpse.

The mask was eerily clean and smooth, without a single drop of blood on it.

In his hand, it felt slightly cold. Read latest chapters at Novgo

Under the Spirit Vision, Du Wei could see a blurry face on this new mask.

A faint but indelible malice seemed to envelop him constantly.

It was like an obsession.

Du Wei felt nothing, not even the slightest ripple in his emotions.

Compared to the shadow, this new “Masked Evil Spirit” he’d created seemed a bit lacking.

Its threat level was even less than that of the shadow.

Because the face Du Wei had given it was actually its own.

The real face-swapping mechanism of the Masked Evil Spirit, on the other hand, involved taking someone else’s face.

This was a bug, but in a sense, it was also a vicious cycle.

The Evil Spirit that had its face swapped became a Masked Evil Spirit, but the face it swapped was its own.

It couldn’t leave the mask.

It was also unable to take over another’s body to engage in the face-swapping mechanism.

Like a defanged snake that seemed dangerous and terrifying, it actually couldn’t unleash its original ferocity.

Essentially, it was rendered useless.

But for Du Wei, this was the best situation, when the two Joker Cards came together, they would revive the Evil Spirit.

Yet, the owner of one of the Joker Cards had become an Evil Spirit, causing the revival process to be stuck.

As long as the new Masked Evil Spirit wasn’t destroyed, there wouldn’t be any temporary issues with the Joker Card.

So Du Wei would protect this new Masked Evil Spirit very well…

With that thought.

Du Wei put the mask into his backpack and walked toward the fire with his Black Umbrella, planning to extinguish it and leave through the safety exit he had left behind.

As he walked past the Bald Man’s corpse, Du Wei gave it a thought and started to search the body.

He almost forgot something.

Soon…

A long, rectangular box about two centimeters wide and fifteen centimeters long appeared in Du Wei’s hand.

When he opened the box, what lay inside was a slender iron nail.

The nail was covered in rust, and its tail was round, resembling the kind of ship nail used in the construction of wooden sailing ships in the last century.

"Is this the Holy Nail? There’s nothing strange about it under the Spirit Vision, can it be used against the dead hunter’s body to prevent it from turning? ”

"It’s a bit strange…”

Du Wei pocketed the box and headed towards the fire pit while musing to himself.

If the Spirit Vision didn’t detect anything unusual, yet it was used against hunters’ corpses.

The purpose of creating the Holy Nail, then, became quite intriguing.

It seemed that whether it was the Dusk Bell Church or the church itself, the attitude towards hunters was ambiguous.

…

Hiss…

Water poured on the fire pit, extinguishing it directly. A faint smoke emerged along with a hissing sound that made one’s teeth tingle.

All the surrounding light completely dimmed down.

The only light within sight was dark.

The only flame was the red fire of the lighter tied to the top of the Black Umbrella.

Behind him was the regular and dead silent Evil Spirit Squad.

As Du Wei walked forward, the Evil Spirit Squad followed behind.

As for the Evil Spirit wearing the Golden Brooch, it seemed to want to catch up with the Evil Spirit Squad, but since it couldn’t move, it could only tremble frantically.

Du Wei subconsciously glanced at it, or more precisely, at the Golden Brooch.

The entire brooch was made of gold, exquisitely and lavishly crafted. The craftsmen who made it must also have been the most skilled, even the finest details were without breaks.

This thing should be quite valuable.

But Du Wei had no intention of taking notice of it.

Cursed items, like that ring, were trouble enough; adding a Golden Brooch to the mix would probably trigger an immediate curse.

And this kind of curse would be dual-layered.

The curse currently on Du Wei had been significantly weakened and was unlikely to erupt in the short term, and even if it did, the worst that could happen would be another nun jumping out from the dream realm. With his current abilities, he would not be entirely defenseless.

But if he touched the Golden Brooch and contracted another layer of curse.

Du Wei figured that in such a case, he would probably confront the source of the curse.

Which was tantamount to seeking death…

Besides, the Golden Brooch, apart from the initial letter which seemed to be the true name of some entity, apparently had no other purpose.

Staying in Massas City was far better than taking it out.

Therefore, Du Wei no longer lingered, carefully holding the Black Umbrella, and headed toward the deliberately left exit.

The firelight was dim.

Du Wei looked down at his feet, making sure that he always stood within the shadow of the Black Umbrella. He did not dare to act rashly, for fear that tilting the umbrella would shift the shadow.

However, he had spent considerable time on the street and his body had evidently stiffened, so his pace was not quick but rather very steady.

As he walked, he also glanced at the Evil Spirit Squad behind him out of the corner of his eye.

The female evil spirit holding an umbrella was shorter than him, so Du Wei couldn’t see her face, but he instinctively felt that the stagnant malice within these evil spirits had begun to flow like magma, carrying a brutal intent.

However.

He was still the leader of the Evil Spirit Squad.

Games of chance were an inescapable rule, and one must admit defeat when placing a bet.

Even the Evil Spirit borne from the bet, or the Joker Card itself, had to comply with the rules of the game.

Otherwise, it would not have lost itself to Du Wei back then.

Therefore, Du Wei was not very worried about the Evil Spirit Squad for the time being.

At the very least, he didn’t need to worry much before abandoning this “loyal” squad.

Even the deepest malice, before erupting, only serves to make the atmosphere more oppressive and to plunge people into fear.

…

A few minutes later.

Du Wei, holding the Black Umbrella, stepped out of the bounds of the street.

With the disappearance of a certain resistance, he suddenly felt an instinctive sense of relief.

Both physically and psychologically, he felt much more settled.

Du Wei looked down at his feet.

At this moment, he was standing on that invisible line.

If he took a step back, he would re-enter the realm of the street; one step forward, and the Evil Spirit Squad behind him would also step out.

Yet now, he stood still, not even contemplating turning his head. He simply looked calmly ahead with a deep and icy gaze.

Behind him.

The entire Evil Spirit Squad, with unprecedented regularity, also stood motionless as their leader did.

But as time ticked by.

A new change suddenly began to ripple through the entire Evil Spirit Squad.

All the evil spirits started to tremble, staring fixedly at Du Wei’s back.

In the rear, more and more Ghosts emerged, but each one that appeared struggled as if trapped in a swamp, gradually losing strength and falling silent in death.

The evil spirit with the Golden Brooch could not even manage to tremble.

The struggle of the entire Evil Spirit Squad grew weaker and weaker.

Starting from the rear.

First, it was the entirely black entity that resembled a woman with elongated limbs, only visible under a light, which stopped trembling.

Then… one by one, much like a viral spread, all the evil spirits ceased any movement.

Du Wei, sensing the calmness behind him, didn’t immediately move.

After a while…

A cold and slender hand slowly rested on his shoulder.

An icy chill that took one’s breath away seeped through his shoulder, penetrating his internal organs.

Yet Du Wei was not only undaunted but even smiled.

He reached out with his Evil Spirit Transformed Right Hand and drew the Dagger.

Then he twisted his head to look at her.

He saw the female evil spirit holding the umbrella staring at him with vacant, lifeless eyes, one hand holding the umbrella and the other resting on his shoulder.

Du Wei smiled at her, “When facing danger, people instinctively choose to flee, and with the Evil Spirit Squad fallen silent, logic suggests I should leave immediately, so you laid in wait.”

"But I’ve been waiting for you to make a move, so I didn’t leave.”

"And just now, when you placed your hand on me, I knew you had run out of options.”

Having said this, Du Wei stood still, the Dagger in his hand plunged into the hand of the evil spirit that rested on his shoulder.

This Dagger was a special conduit.

In an instant, the evil spirit’s hand trembled, unable to retract.

Du Wei pried it off with the Dagger and with a bit of force, pushed it back across the safety line.

After doing all this.

Du Wei waited a while longer, making sure the Evil Spirit Squad couldn’t move anymore, then he removed the lighter tied to the top of the Black Umbrella.

The Bone Powder was sprinkled once more on the female evil spirit holding the Black Umbrella.

This was Du Wei’s last supply, but it was quite effective. When the flames reignited, they quickly enveloped the entire Evil Spirit Squad.

Yet, even with the fierce burning, those evil spirits remained still as statues without a twitch.

Du Wei took a deep look at the roaring flames and whispered softly, “It’s over… As long as this street isn’t destroyed, or someone comes to the start of the highway, there shouldn’t be any more issues here.”

With that, he turned and quickly left.

Though he had only spent eight hours in Massas City, he had been on constant high alert. If he had stayed any longer, Du Wei feared he wouldn’t even know how he’d die.

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