Exorcist’s Self-Cultivation

The storm was still raging.

Within the wheat field, the ghastly green flames burned fiercely.

Evil Spirit Du Wei, dagger in his right hand, stepped steadily towards Mary Shaw.

Even in such peril, his manner remained elegant, unhurried and casual, reeking of understatement.

Those items that could combat evil spirits could also be used without hesitation by Evil Spirit Du Wei when he controlled the body and his personality memories overlapped with those of Du Wei.

Moreover, the deterrent power of these things in its grasp far exceeded that of Du Wei’s using them.

The advantages of innate ability are something that no amount of effort can make up for.

The personality, memory, thinking logic, and intelligence of Du Wei, along with the essence of the evil spirit.

It was the most perfect existence.

Only then could it fully transform into a true Demon Spirit.

Luckily, it was Evil Spirit Du Wei who was controlling the body now.

It watched Mary Shaw, and Mary Shaw watched it in return.

Cold and greedy gazes met, both from evil spirits, one rational and the other full of chaos.

But Evil Spirit Du Wei acted as though he saw nothing, walking while saying, “If you kill the other me, even if I take over the body, I will lose the prerequisites for using these items.”

"By then, I will surely die at your hands.”

"But now, it’s you who will die!”

The voice of Evil Spirit Du Wei brooked no doubt, as if he were stating an irrefutable fact.

Yet it seemed laced with psychological suggestion.

Mary Shaw kept retreating, and those black threads upon her began to converge again, linking to the dolls being consumed by the flames.

As all the dolls connected with the black threads, they all trembled, turning their heads without expression to look at Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The overwhelming malice seemed to merge into the rainstorm, making the already dark and gloomy clouds even heavier.

The ghastly green flames danced wildly, like devils cavorting.

The dolls surged towards Evil Spirit Du Wei, employing the same methods they had used against Du Wei.

But this time.

Mary Shaw’s opponent was unaffected.

Evil Spirit Du Wei simply extended his left hand and casually waved it.

The ghastly green flames twisted into a void.

With a whoosh…

The Black Umbrella, resistant to evil spirits yet untouched, floated up into the air and with a flick, opened automatically, landing steadily in the hand of Evil Spirit Du Wei.

While the Black Umbrella could repel evil spirits, it couldn’t resist the dolls.

But Evil Spirit Du Wei was well aware of this.

Following that.

He stood there with the Black Umbrella, watching the approaching dolls with utter calm.

Mary Shaw had vanished, or rather, she had hidden herself among the dolls, with all of them becoming part of her.

If even one doll could touch Evil Spirit Du Wei, it would trigger a chain reaction.

By then, he would be submerged by the dolls.

But at that moment.

A lighter slowly floated out of Evil Spirit Du Wei’s pocket, as if manipulated by an invisible hand pressing down, with a click.

A red flame appeared.

The next second.

Boom…

The flame, as if doused in petrol, expanded in an instant.

Then, the entire wheat field ablaze with ghastly green flames turned a bloody red color, like blood…

The moment the flames appeared.

It was as if infused with some will, they circled around the Black Umbrella upon contact, enveloping the entire wheat field.

The flames soared high, burning fiercely.

Yet in the air, there wasn’t the slightest scent of the charred odor that comes with burning vegetation.

The lighter’s flame was specifically targeting the Evil Spirit, and as long as an Evil Spirit was present, it would burn wildly, unless the Evil Spirit, Du Wei, wished otherwise, the flames would not extinguish.

Some extremely horrifying Evil Spirits could suppress the lighter, preventing it from igniting, or the flame would go out the instant it appeared.

But that was when Du Wei was using the lighter.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei totally defied this common sense, as it, being a terribly fearsome Evil Spirit, was the ceiling of all Evil Spirits’ existence.

What’s more terrifying is.

The restraint that Du Wei had over Evil Spirits like Mary Shaw, associated with fear, was infinitely amplified in the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Only Evil Spirits would fear it, but it would not harbor any fear whatsoever.

Perfection is, in a sense, unsolvable.

The puppets one by one surged towards the Evil Spirit Du Wei, but before they could reach it, they already fell into the sea of fire, burned to ash.

The methods of Mary Shaw were useless against it.

"Puppets are just your indirect way of killing another me.”

"And I am Du Wei, but also the Evil Spirit.”

The Evil Spirit Du Wei spoke with an icy tone, and the mask on its face, full of cracks, made a crisp sound.

But it didn’t shatter, instead, it was slowly coming together.

"If you plan to keep playing this game of hide-and-seek with me, you’ll die in this fire in a rather laughable way.”

As soon as these words fell.

The puppets lost their motion, stiffly falling into the fire.

A charred figure, trembling, walked out from the flames.

The black silk threads retracted into Mary Shaw’s body as it silently opened its mouth towards the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

All of a sudden.

The gaze of the Evil Spirit Du Wei grew peculiar, and it touched the mask on its face, speaking with a Strangeness, “I actually have the urge to scream. Is this your rule for killing?”

"In the face of fear, the first reaction of a person is to scream, whether they are a man or a woman.”

"But the other me simply does not possess the emotion of fear.”

"Therefore, you cannot kill the other me. You can only manipulate puppets, but I have all his powers and more, and I am stronger than he is.”

"So, you are certain to die.”

The Evil Spirit Du Wei said this and suddenly turned its head to look towards the left.

In the midst of flame, a decayed woman’s face emerged.

Mary Shaw had extended her hand, about to touch the Black Umbrella.

Meanwhile, directly ahead, the charred figure had disappeared without a trace.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei sneered at her, “If you can take the Black Umbrella, I will be exposed to the flames along with you. Either I choose to put out the flames, or I burn to death with you. But what can I give you really?”

Having said that.

In the eye holes of the mask, the pitch-black eyes of the Evil Spirit Du Wei suddenly flickered with a sinister fluctuation.

Under its gaze.

Mary Shaw was frozen in place, and although it was rapidly trying to break free from this constraint, the Evil Spirit Du Wei only needed to hold it for a moment.

Another mask, devoid of facial features, appeared inexplicably in its Right Hand.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei approached Mary Shaw, directly covering its face with the mask.

During this process, Mary Shaw trembled constantly, opening its mouth wide in vain attempts to affect the Evil Spirit Du Wei, all to no avail.

Afterward.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei placed the Black Umbrella directly into Mary Shaw’s hands.

"Now, it’s my turn to kill you.”

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