Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

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The room was silent, deathly quiet.

The atmosphere was oppressive, suffocating.

Du Wei's expression remained unchanged. In his Spirit Vision state, he realized he was facing a very bad situation.

It could even be said that since encountering the Evil Spirit, this was the most difficult situation he had faced.

Two Evil Spirits...

The Evil Spirit Doll Annabelle, as well as the woman sitting in the chair, holding it.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The woman was sitting sideways, so from this angle, Du Wei could even see her ashen face, full of cracked wrinkles.

He tried to keep calm and glanced at the position of the door, which was about four or five steps away.

Then, he tentatively pocketed his lighter.

His eyes were fixed on the side-sitting Evil Spirit facing the door and the Evil Spirit Doll Annabelle it held. Your next chapter is on empire

Nothing unusual happened.

From start to finish, both Evil Spirits seemed as if they hadn't seen Du Wei at all, always facing the door.

Du Wei let out a slight sigh of relief and took a half step back, reaching behind him to feel around.

Instead of the cold steel he expected, his hand touched a hard, damp wall.

Where was that iron door?

Du Wei's breathing became a bit rapid, but realizing this, he immediately adjusted his state and returned to normal.

At this moment, his face was somber, but his heart was exceptionally calm.

He guessed that the moment he passed through the iron door, Annabelle and this Evil Spirit had likely made their move against him.

Some Evil Spirits have the power to affect reality.

Not like those he had encountered before in the cross-path of Horror House, which used the original setup of the house to affect people's senses.

But they could truly distort space, on a physical level.

Previously, the only Evil Spirit Du Wei had encountered with such ability was the one drawn to his home by an online post, but now, he had met another.

"Is it Annabelle, or is it her? Or perhaps both have this ability?"

Du Wei analyzed, trying to find a solution.

Without knowing the medium of the other Evil Spirit, he couldn't make a judgment or decision.

"But fortunately, it seems to be safe for now."

Du Wei quickly shifted his train of thought, but just then, with an inadvertent glance, he saw— all the dolls in the room, of various forms and sizes, had at some point all turned to face him.

Mimicking humans, there were few animal-shaped ones, and in this context, they looked like some sort of dwarfish people.

What made it even more chilling was that, because of the angle, Du Wei had only seen them generally before and hadn't noticed the specific appearance of these dolls.

Now, as they faced him, he realized that what should have been the eyes of the dolls had been sewn shut, the surfaces caved in as if the artificial eyeballs had been removed.

"Huh..."

Du Wei exhaled, turning his expressionless face away, the rationality he had always maintained was slightly shaken.

In an instant.

A gaze met his...

The woman sitting on the chair, who was sideways to Du Wei, had moved her position silently, along with the chair. A creeping oppressiveness spread from the heart, and it seemed as if the light in the room itself was affected, dimming a few degrees.

Du Wei could visibly see a large shadow spreading in the corner, as if it were some kind of living thing.

Fine sweat covered his back, and the damp strands of hair on his forehead clung to his skin.

However, apart from this, the woman made no other unusual movements, just staring straight at Du Wei.

Despite the significant distance between them.

Yet Du Wei felt an incredibly thick, gloomy oppressiveness.

He didn't make any other movements, maintaining his current action. He even started to slow his breathing, controlling all emotions to keep himself in a state of calm and rationality.

From this distance, Du Wei could see the woman's entire visage.

Her skin was shriveled with wrinkles, wrapping around her bones, and her hair was like dried brushwood, resembling wild grass.

She wore a filthy, disheveled long dress, many parts of which had succumbed to putrid mold, as if buried in the ground for a long time.

The only difference was the woman's eyes.

Though her gaze was empty and grim, her eyeballs did not look dehydrated like her skin, but rather quite full, except the skin around her eyes had completely sagged, giving her a particularly fearsome appearance.

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Du Wei couldn't help but recall a corpse he had once dissected in his mind.

A middle-aged worker had died suddenly near the underground heating pipes at work, his body's moisture completely evaporated, leaving only a layer of skin by the time it was sent to the dissecting room.

Besides the eyes, there was no difference between this Evil Spirit and that corpse.

Under the influence of Spirit Vision, the oppressive feeling it gave Du Wei was very strong, making it hard not to be affected...

"But why, up until now, it still hasn't made a move? Just standing there, motionless, staring at me, what are they trying to do?"

Du Wei quietly asked himself, his black pupils growing more profound. Vaguely, he felt he might have grasped some sort of pattern.

So, he thought for a moment and took a step towards the door.

Thud...

The sound of footsteps dissipated...

As Du Wei moved his position, the next second, the woman facing him suddenly moved forward the same distance.

Under the state of Spirit Vision.

He couldn't even see any trace of movement, as if it was an instantaneous spatial displacement, completely irrational.

Also.

As the woman's position shifted, the dolls placed in the room seemed to be affected too; the fine thread used to sew their eyes burst apart at one end.

It seemed much like a chain reaction.

But Du Wei didn't think so.

Even, he looked thoughtfully at those sinister dolls, and at Annabelle, along with the Evil Spirit holding her.

"It's about balance."

Du Wei mused, like the balance of power initially between the two Evil Spirits in his home, as well as the confrontation.

When two Evil Spirits set their sights on the same target, there was no such thing as first-come, first-served; they would confront each other until one suppressed the other before they would make a move on the target.

The only difference was, the targets of the two Evil Spirits in his home were himself, while the targets of Annabelle and this Evil Spirit were not himself.

They had already been in the process of confrontation before he entered this place.

Otherwise, the moment Du Wei entered, it definitely wouldn't be as safe as it was now.

Having thus cleared his thoughts, he could easily jump out of the thinking trap and find out the murder mechanism.

It could be understood that the killing mode of the Evil Spirit in the cross-shaped passage was limited and followed a mechanism.

As for the rules...

Finding out the rules and mechanisms, there might still be a slim chance of survival. If Annabelle and this woman belonged to the parts involving the Evil Spirit Doll and the Ghost Claiming Lives respectively, then it might only be necessary to cross Ferocious Ghost Street to reach the original exit.

As for whether the exit had also changed...

This was unknown.

But Du Wei had no other choice, for this was the only hope.

Looking at the woman sitting in the chair, holding Annabelle, Du Wei came up with a strange thought in his mind.

She seemed to have almost the same objective as his initial one, wanting to capture Annabelle.

Only, he aimed for Evil Spirit Transformation, while she herself was an Evil Spirit, what then was her purpose?

Du Wei quietly suppressed this thought, deciding to do something to test the theories.

He remembered that he had just taken a step back and was feeling the iron door behind him.

"Related to movement?"

Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and waved it slowly.

Regrettably, nothing unusual happened.

The woman and Annabelle remained as they were, without any change.

So, Du Wei took another step, returning to his original position.

The next second...

Something that shocked him occurred; the woman holding Annabelle suddenly moved towards him just a bit.

The distance she moved was exactly the same as the distance he had returned to his original position.

Seeing this, Du Wei's expression turned extremely grave.

He roughly knew what the rule was.