Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Drip...

Drip...

Damp, cold...

An indescribable sense of oppression gradually spread at the bottom of his heart.

Du Wei knew that he had once again fallen into a nightmare.

In the past, every time in his dreams, he could not control his body, only his Right Hand, transformed by the Evil Spirit, remained unaffected, but this time, there seemed to be a problem with the dream.

Du Wei keenly realized that in the dream, he was not affected at all...

Even the oppressive feeling was much less than before.

"This is very wrong..."

He thought for a moment and then directly opened his eyes.

Through the windows and the crack of the door, a crimson light shone in, making the whole room look very strange.

"I didn't fall asleep? Was the hypnosis unsuccessful?"

Du Wei's pupils contracted, and his breathing stopped altogether.

"No... there must be something I overlooked."

He said to himself, trying to stay calm while directly entering the Third Phase of Spirit Vision.

The Third Phase of Spirit Vision allowed him to see more information and feel more intensely.

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The gloomy and oppressive atmosphere in the entire ward was much lower than before entering the dream.

"I think I know what's going on..."

Du Wei said as he walked expressionlessly to the door and pulled it open.

Under the state of Spirit Vision, he saw an incredibly strange scene.

The sky was still dark and gloomy, with torrential downpours and intermittent thundering roars.

And the raging fire burned wildly throughout Hill Psychiatric Hospital, not diminishing at all because of the rain but becoming even more intense.

It was as though, at this moment, the rain had become some sort of fire accelerant...

Du Wei watched the scene outside coldly, his Right Hand entering the Evil Spirit Transformation, the chilling sensation silently filling the entire room.

He looked down at his right hand, unnaturally pale, and gently squeezed it.

There was a sense of touch...

Du Wei took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "I am indeed in a dream, but it seems that because Evil Spirit Du Wei had killed a nun once, it did not appear again, causing my dream to become a part of Marilyn Manson's nightmare."

This situation was very strange.

Two completely different dreams could not coexist; there would be rejection and confrontation.

But now it seemed that because Evil Spirit Du Wei had killed the nun who was originally part of the dream, it did not reappear in the dream and seemed to have been weakened.

And this change allowed Du Wei's dream to be forcibly embedded in Marilyn Manson's dream.

Not only could he not escape, but Du Wei also felt that he was being assimilated...

Suddenly, he frowned and took out his wallet from his pocket.

Inside the wallet was the ring engraved with the letters "val..."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I never expected to use this ring in such a way..."

Du Wei felt somewhat helpless. When he decided to go to the psychiatric hospital to look for the nun's medium, he had prepared several trump cards for himself.

The lighter could maintain safety for a while, and things like Holy Water were means to deal with the Evil Spirit.

If there was a problem with the box used to seal the nun's head, he could still try using Bone Powder combined with the lighter to completely incinerate it.

And the mask was another trump card.

As long as he put on the mask, Du Wei would have the identity of another Evil Spirit, and self-preservation should not be a big issue.

This was still without considering the situation of James and others.

As for the ring, Du Wei really didn't want to use it, because it belonged to the same category as the Golden Brooch, being a presence confined by the Antique Clock and the mask.

To be more direct, the ring was the reason Du Wei became tainted with the curse.

"However, it seems now I have no choice but to use it."

With a cold voice, Du Wei hesitated no longer and took the ring from his wallet and slid it onto the Evil Spirit Transformed right hand's ring finger.

"Hiss..."

Du Wei couldn't help but draw a sharp breath as his right hand's ring finger felt as though it had been severed, bringing intense and unbearable pain.

In an instant, the oppressive atmosphere in the entire ward boiled over like scalding hot water.

In the corners where the light couldn't reach, the shadows came alive like wild beasts, frantically infiltrating the whole ward.

Behind Du Wei, from within that mass of shadows, a figure taller than him, dressed in a clergy-like uniform with head covered by a veil, slowly emerged.

The nun from the dreams appeared once again...

It stood behind Du Wei, face ashen, mouth tightly shut, showing a dark purple color, and its nose was hawk-like, distinctively prominent.

Within those dark yellow eyes, the pupils constricted to mere black dots, cold and unfeeling, filled with dense malice.

In the state of Spirit Vision, Du Wei also felt the terrifying malice coming from behind him and the even stronger sense of strangeness throughout Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

The dream, was breaking apart.

He turned his head and looked at the nun, his gaze so calm it was oppressive.

At the same time, the nun reached out its sharp, claw-like hands, lunging for Du Wei's neck.

But Du Wei let out a cold laugh and said, "You've got no chance."

Then, he closed his eyes.

...

May 23rd, 11:23 AM.

A torrential downpour ravaged the outskirts of New York, and the gloomy sky was intermittently ripped by thunderclaps.

Inside Hill Psychiatric Hospital, by the doorway of the ward, Du Wei opened his eyes, his face so pale it was startling, as he clutched his stomach and retched...

But the next second, he immediately suppressed his instinct; in the state of Spirit Vision, he felt as if something was fixating on him.

Du Wei sharply raised his head and glanced outside the window, only to see Marilyn Manson's wrinkled face pressed against the glass, staring intensely at him.

He knew that once he broke through the dream and returned to reality, the other nun would definitely appear.

What Du Wei hadn't expected was that it would possess the body of Marilyn Manson.

"It seems the one who jumped from the top of the bell tower before, was you..."

"Is it because of the blood relation? You killed your own sister, and in this way, came into reality..."

As he spoke, Du Wei promptly took out the Holy Water stored in a glass bottle and hurled it.

With a smack.

The window glass shattered, and the Holy Water poured directly onto Marilyn Manson.

For a moment, it vanished before Du Wei's eyes.

"This..."

Du Wei gritted his teeth. He didn't believe that the Holy Water had killed the entity possessing Marilyn Manson.

Marilyn's sister, just like Du Wei, had been tainted by the curse, but after death, she had become a terrifying Evil Spirit, who had killed countless people in the past.

And now, with the ritual complete and possessing Marilyn Manson, it would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

With that thought, a shadow fell over Du Wei's heart, and without hesitation, he turned and ran.

But in the state of Spirit Vision.

Along the way, the sound of rustling and odd whispers came from inside the shadows.

The bulbs of the corridor's lights turned on one by one.

The red glow of the lights filled the hallway, as if it were a passage of fresh blood.