Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The bus seemed to have encountered a problem.

This disrupted Du Wei's plans.

But he wasn't the rigid type—if plans went awry, he was ready to adapt.

Even if Josh ran away, he didn't care.

There were so many Evil Spirits in this world.

He would just find another.

However, the sight of the Evil Spirits wanting to get off the bus put Du Wei on alert.

He had a premonition that the destination the bus was heading toward must be incredibly dangerous, dangerous enough that even these Evil Spirits didn't want to go near it.

Truth be told,

Du Wei also wanted to get off the bus.

But the slender ghostly shadow took the opportunity to approach, and behind it, a number of tentacle-like phantasms appeared, dense and writhing, easily reminiscent of octopuses living at the bottom of the sea.

The shadow on Du Wei's body was affected.

The thought of attacking the slender ghostly shadow kept popping into Du Wei's mind.

He was almost unable to suppress it.

Even though he was undergoing an Evil Spirit Transformation and shouldn't be influenced by any emotions or external forces, he couldn't help being distracted.

The slender ghostly shadow stopped at the front of the bus compartment.

Du Wei then stood up from the driver's seat, staring coldly at it.

An abnormally tall Evil Spirit.

A man wearing a mask and wielding a flintlock gun.

As their gazes collided,

the atmosphere inside the bus became oppressively tense.

The ceiling light flickered erratically, and even Josh next to them seemed restless, his body occasionally distorting.

In the presence of light, there were Josh and a shadow.

But after getting on the bus, that shadow never appeared again.

And now, as the ceiling light flickered, the shadow behind Josh appeared and vanished intermittently.

Du Wei watched this scene coldly, his left hand slowly removing the mask.

The tension built to a breaking point and exploded.

A dagger emerged from behind Du Wei.

The shadow's hand rested on Du Wei's shoulder, its bloodshot eyes materializing from the rear.

As soon as it appeared, the slender ghostly shadow seemed agitated, and its phantasmal tentacles suddenly lashed out at the shadow.

It looked as if they were fighting.

And Du Wei was right in front of the shadow.

The tentacles included him within their range of attack.

Whoosh...

The dagger slashed through the illusionary tentacles, which were like shadows.

The shadow stood in front of Du Wei, holding the dagger up.

This was the battle between it and the slender ghostly shadow.

No reason, no logic.

Du Wei couldn't understand why there was a conflict between the shadow and the slender ghostly shadow, but that didn't prevent him from giving a little help to his most "loyal" subordinate.

Clank...

A coin was tossed.

A scythe appeared above Du Wei's head, the distance between it and Du Wei shrinking, bound to fall sooner or later.

Quite embarrassing...

This time it was the downside.

Bad luck upon him...

Du Wei's eyes looked somewhat distressed, and the ceiling light suddenly went out.

"My luck is as consistently bad as ever," Du Wei said coldly to himself. Under the state of Spirit Vision, the restless Josh vanished.

In his place, a shadow.

It appeared directly in front of Du Wei.

The next second.

With a bang, a spark burst in the darkness.

Du Wei pointed the flintlock gun right at the shadow's forehead and pulled the trigger.

The shadow disappeared.

Du Wei pocketed the coin and took out the black umbrella that had been pierced by a bullet earlier from the hidden compartment of his backpack.

The situation had spiraled out of control.

The bus seemed to no longer care about what was happening inside the carriage.

Its rules also had loopholes at this moment.

The Evil Spirits split into two groups: one wanted to get off and escape, and the other was engaging Du Wei and the shadow in a struggle.

Old enemies turned particularly hostile upon meeting.

After taking out the black umbrella, Du Wei also put away the flintlock gun.

A lighter appeared in his hand.

Whoosh...

The red flame lit up.

And Josh's face appeared in front of Du Wei.

His entire face was contorted and twisted, his mouth ripped at the corners, grinning viciously with his mouth wide open.

He blew out a breath, attempting to pull the same old trick.

But Du Wei had directly set the Black Umbrella ablaze.

It ignited, crackling like oil touched by fire.

Josh immediately stepped back.

Thump...

Du Wei kicked open the driver's safety door, and the burning Black Umbrella lit up the cabin; within the umbrella, a piercing screech sounded.

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Inside it resided a rotting human head, an Evil Spirit.

The last time it had tried to attack Du Wei, it ended up getting shot.

Since then, Du Wei had no intention of using it again.

Now was the time to put the waste to use.

The burning Black Umbrella in the cabin emitted a pungent odor; as Du Wei approached, he casually pressed the door switch.

But to his surprise.

It was useless...

Neither the front nor the rear doors would open; they were all tightly closed.

No one could disembark.

What his hand felt was the searing heat from the burning umbrella.

Du Wei, expressionless, threw the Black Umbrella into the middle of the cabin.

At the same time, he took a small box out of his pocket containing Bone Powder, which he had gotten from Father Tony before coming to Jedecra State.

But that was all he had.

After all, Bone Powder that could counter Evil Spirits was a scarce resource for the church and was prioritized for Elite Exorcists during special periods.

For hunters, the use of Bone Powder was much less significant.

Throwing it onto the burning Black Umbrella was essentially adding fuel to the flame.

Suddenly, fire surged up inside the cabin.

Using the Black Umbrella as fuel was extravagantly wasteful.

All the Evil Spirits in the cabin were affected, turning their gaze in unison towards the rear door, their cold malice surging like a wave, clashing with the flames.

They refused to leave the rear door.

The shadowy figure and the elongated ghost wrestled with each other.

Their battle was bizarre; the shadow moved eerily along the cabin interior, occasionally pulling out a Dagger for a surprise attack.

For some reason.

The shadow killed ruthlessly and directly.

But ever since Du Wei gave it the Dagger, it had grown increasingly fond of ambushes.

The elongated ghost could only manipulate its ethereal tentacles in an attempt to capture the shadow.

But the effect was far from obvious.

The Cultists of the Veda Sect who had died at the hands of the shadow had long become the nourishment for its growth.

If it hadn't transformed into the Masked Evil Spirit and couldn't kill Du Wei, it probably would have already made its move.

...

Meanwhile, Josh stood at the back of the cabin, continuously retreating.

At this moment.

A clear dividing line was formed within the cabin, marked by the burning Black Umbrella.

Du Wei was at the front, and the other Evil Spirits were at the rear.

He loaded his Flintlock Gun with bullets once more.

This time, Du Wei no longer dared to rely on silver Coins to bet on luck or misfortune.

Without the shadow taking the fall, any misfortune would befall him directly.

Right Hand holding the Flintlock Gun, left hand holding a pistol.

Du Wei stepped over the flames.

Under the glow of the firelight, his shadow stretched out long.

Boom.

The bullet from the Flintlock Gun hit the elongated ghost.

The faint smell of gunpowder was particularly pungent.

Behind Du Wei stood an Evil Spirit without a head, dressed in Priest's attire.

This gun was currently the most effective means Du Wei had to fight against Evil Spirits.

After being hit, the elongated ghost trembled and its ethereal tentacles immediately vanished.

All of a sudden.

It seemed the shadow found its opportunity, appearing abruptly behind the elongated ghost with one hand gripping its throat and the other stabbing the Dagger fiercely.

But just then, the Black Umbrella that was burning suddenly went out...

The ceiling lights came on.

A terribly fearsome will swept through the cabin, halting all chaos.

The shadow and the elongated ghost parted, and the next second, they stood behind Du Wei.

The bus moved...

But the doors had never opened.

Rumble...

A massive noise erupted.

Du Wei only felt the world spinning before he found that apart from inside the cabin, darkness enveloped everything else.

He twisted his head sharply to look ahead, his dark pupils reflecting an inverted city silhouette.

To describe it in a straightforward phrase.

It could be seen as a mirror, with the real-world city on the outside, and now the bus had entered inside the mirror, moving along the hidden underside of a city that didn't exist in a normal state.