Exorcist’s Self-Cultivation

In classroom A-012.

Du Wei stood expressionless in front of Joanna.

The other students had also risen to their feet, staring at Joanna just like him.

It was Joanna, however, who looked terrified, her breathing quickened, her body leaning back, as if a deeply hidden secret had been pierced.

All the students were Evil Spirits.

But for some reason, they retained a scene from their life, indistinguishable from living people until provoked.

At this moment.

Du Wei, the teacher, and the students seemed strangely in sync, all their gazes pointed at Joanna.

“So, student Joanna, please answer my question.”

Joanna’s voice was hurried and trembling, “Tea… teacher… I didn’t kill her, she just disappeared… ”

Du Wei said coldly, “Lies are the masks that cover one’s inner self. When a person lies, they subconsciously try to clear themselves of wrongdoing.”

The students wore grim expressions.

“She murdered…”

“We should kill her…”

“Let her die…”

A normal person wouldn’t make immediate judgments in such a situation unless it was a herd mentality.

But in this classroom, or rather in this school, everyone but Du Wei was an Evil Spirit.

Their logic was inherently flawed.

Therefore, the words became increasingly venomous.

Under Spirit Vision.

Du Wei noticed that with the exception of Joanna, a shadowy layer began to envelop each of the other students.

The light in the room grew dimmer.

Almost there…

As for Joanna, she was the most emotionally stable, and the Evil Spirit that acted most like a human.

Compared to her, even Du Wei seemed not so normal.

The conversation continued.

Du Wei went on, “Student Joanna, your concealment is pointless. Even if your best friend’s death really has nothing to do with you, you must know some relevant information.”

“So you should speak up.”

“Look, your classmates are all waiting for you to explain.”

Du Wei stood among the students, his gaze sharp and chilly.

This brought immense psychological pressure on Joanna.

She felt that the teacher and her other classmates formed a collective, collectively putting pressure on her.

“I… I can’t… I don’t know… I know nothing.”

Joanna’s voice carried a tone of collapse, and she started to cry, turning her head and rushing towards the classroom door.

But Du Wei did not stop her.

He watched Joanna’s retreating figure with an expressionless face, the students standing behind him, a chilling presence gradually spreading throughout the classroom.

Suddenly…

Someone asked, “Teacher, how do you know Joanna’s best friend is dead?”

Someone said, “Teacher, why are you expressionless? Is it because you’re trying to hide something?”

Another urged in a low voice, “You should tell us your secret.”

Learning on the fly.

The little tricks Du Wei had just taught these Evil Spirit students had all been picked up by them and were now being turned against him.

“Teacher, did Joanna really cause the death of her best friend?”

“Please answer us, the students are all waiting for your explanation.”

The students uniformly tilted their heads, staring intently at Du Wei as the temperature inside the entire classroom dropped noticeably.

In response,

Du Wei let out a cold laugh, pulled the flintlock gun from his pocket, and said slowly, “My students, the teacher has a question for you, do you guess whether there are bullets in this gun?”

“Whoever guesses right, I’ll shoot them!”

The students froze….

No one answered.

Du Wei spoke with a mocking tone, “What about the person who was so talkative just now? Why not talking now?”

As he said this, his gaze swept across the room, stopping on the student closest to him.

This was a high school student standing at 1.7 meters tall, with a slender frame and dark circles under his eyes.

“Come, this student, would you like to answer the teacher’s question?”

Du Wei shifted the gun muzzle towards him, his laughter unceasing.

He did not really care about these Evil Spirit students; what he cared about was whether the hidden entity would bluff for him.

The conversation with Joanna at the beginning and his drawing of the flintlock gun now, all were tests.

It was an intangible contest.

The opponent wanted Du Wei to follow the script, while Du Wei was breaking the script according to its pace, forcing the opponent to reveal their slips.

Of course, this opponent… Du Wei suspected it was Hoddy.

Therefore, he was fearless, even downright reckless.

“Let me see what you really want to do,”

Du Wei thought to himself. The student he was pointing the gun at had a cold expression, hollow and dead eyes, as if he were a corpse.

Gradually,

brown livor mortis began appearing on the student’s face, and the other students started undergoing other abnormal changes.

Du Wei held the flintlock gun in one hand and put the other hand into his pocket, gripping the Joker Card that could grant wishes.

He knew what he was doing.

The situation was somewhat out of control…

The entity hidden in the shadows had not exposed itself even now.

It seemed as if it did not exist at all.

But the crisis in the classroom had ballooned to a tipping point.

The students one by one fixated their gazes on Du Wei, the malice slowly condensing.

They were about to reveal their true forms.

It seemed he had not yet touched the bottom line of that entity.

Du Wei took a deep breath and asked the student again, “If you don’t want to guess, the teacher will help you answer. How about if you don’t speak, I take that as your consent?”

He did not wait for the other party to speak before saying, “I guess, there are bullets in the gun.”

Having said that, Du Wei was about to pull the trigger.

But just at that moment, the student suddenly spoke, “Teacher, what did you just say?”

As the words fell, the livor mortis on his body subsided entirely as if it had never appeared, vanishing without a trace.

The other students looked similarly perplexed, as if they couldn’t see Du Wei holding the flintlock gun, and instead sat back in their original seats.

Du Wei observed these Evil Spirit students with deep wariness and confusion in his eyes.

What was going on? The students had suddenly reverted to their normal selves…

But under the Spirit Vision, clearly, he could see no anomalies.

What could be ascertained, however, was that the hidden entity must have intervened…

After a long while,

Du Wei took a deep breath, put away the flintlock gun, and said indifferently, “Never mind, this class is over. I have some things to take care of, you all may study on your own.”

He needed to find that Joanna; his intuition told him that there was some secret about her, this Joanna from ten years ago.

Bypassing her would likely prove more breakthrough than bickering with a group of Evil Spirit students.

After all, Joanna from ten years later, along with her best friend, had become Evil Spirits—one killed by himself, the other trapped by him in Massas City.

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