Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 353: 350, The Imitator

Always.

James had been very satisfied with his Evil Spirit Transformation Ability because he could remain in the state of Evil Spirit Transformation without losing his humanity.

Those eyes allowed him to see more, even more powerful than Spirit Vision.

He had always felt that there wasn’t any difference between his vision and that of the Evil Spirits.

Moreover, he felt that his thought process and intelligence had significantly improved.

Externally, this meant he was smarter, calmer, and more rational.

During his time at the Dusk Bell Church, he had obtained a lot of useful information, and nobody had noticed anything unusual about him.

Of course.

His intelligence told him that the Dusk Bell Church knew about his undercover identity.

The information he could get was what they allowed him to have.

James cautiously survived within the Dusk Bell Church, maintaining a safe distance from the organization’s bottom line.

He knew it was all thanks to the Evil Spirit Transformation Ability.

Anyone who received such a useful ability without paying a price would feel special.

James felt the same.

But what he didn’t realize was that from the beginning he was just an imitator.

His eyes were a gift from the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Everything about him was an open book in the eyes of Evil Spirit Du Wei.

At this moment.

James knelt on the ground, howling in pain. He wanted to hold his head and weep, to vent the mental oppression and unbearable sense of collapse.

But he’d lost control of his eyes and couldn’t shed a single tear.

Cold, calm…

Smack…

James’s head struck the wall of the bathroom, cracking the hard tiles, smearing them with blood.

Such violent impact could render a person unconscious.

But not James…

He was in a state of rational calm, yet painful madness.

Even more bizarre was.

Despite the commotion he was causing in the bathroom, no one from the Dusk Bell Church seemed to notice.

The whole room seemed severed from reality.

“Please, let me go… Ahhhhh!!!”

James grabbed his own hair, repeatedly slamming his head against the walls, the floor, the glass door, the mirror.

Soon, he was covered in wounds.

Blood was everywhere, creating a gory and frightening scene.

Gradually…

James lost control. He opened his mouth, panting heavily, stretched his neck toward the now-cracked mirror, and slowly moved his hand towards his right eye.

He wanted to gouge it out.

His fingers pressed against the eyeball, pushing inwards with force.

But the next second, James’s wails revealed his breakdown.

He found that he had also lost control of his Right Hand.

“Why… Why me? Why do I have to suffer like this!”

James questioned his reflection in the mirror, but no answer came back.

The reflection was expressionless, with cold eyes, like another person completely.

Suddenly…

James touched his face, noticing that his facial muscles were extremely stiff.

Yet his reflection in the mirror didn’t make the same movement.

“Hahahaha…”

James completely broke down: “Hahaha… Hahaha… I know now, I know who you are!”

“Du Wei! No… Masked Evil Spirit!”

“You are the Masked Evil Spirit, you want to take over my body!”

“Take it, take it, I can’t bear this torment anymore; just let me die, please!”

“I know you have your own consciousness, please, I beg you to release me!”

When he said the last sentence, James’s tone was that of a man in prayer, pleading.

Then, he stiffened.

He saw, within the mirror, his reflection suddenly transformed into someone he was extremely familiar with.

It was Du Wei.

But the demeanor was entirely different from the Du Wei he knew.

Chilly, elegant, like an ancient nobleman strolling through the night.

Merely meeting that gaze caused one’s consciousness to tremble, an utter horror.

Unexplainably, the word “devils” flashed through James’s mind.

Following that, the Evil Spirit Du Wei in the mirror said to him, “I don’t need your body, what I need you to do is simple.”

“From this moment on, you only need to remember that I am Du Wei, and Du Wei is me.”

James burst into manic laughter: “You are Du Wei, yes, only you should be Du Wei.”

Creak…

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Everything in the mirror vanished without a trace.

James’s laughter stopped abruptly, his face expressionless as he turned his head and walked out of the bathroom.

And what was eerie was that the injuries he had just struggled and inflicted upon himself had also disappeared without a trace, as if they had never happened.

At the doorway, Ryan walked in with a carefree swagger, hands on his pants, beginning to unbuckle his belt while whistling a tune.

“Move aside, move aside, don’t you see I’m here to take a piss again?”

Hearing this, it seemed Ryan mistook James’s room for a public toilet…

James looked at Ryan coldly, silent.

Finding this, Ryan cocked his head in confusion and said, “Boss?”

“No, you’re James, no, are you the boss?”

As he spoke, Ryan slapped his forehead and shouted in horror, “Wow, James you lunatic, you actually dare impersonate the boss, and you even do it so convincingly, I must teach you a lesson today!”

James said coldly, “Get out!”

Ryan’s eyes widened, “Backtalk from a mere lunatic, you dare defy Doctor Ryan? Just you wait, I’ll call the boss right now, tattle on you.”

No sooner had his words landed than Ryan turned to leave, but he hesitated a moment, and right in front of James, he pulled down his pants and urinated on the spot before leaving.

“Humph! Just you wait!”

“Once the boss tells me what medicine to give you, I’ll make sure it’s double the dose!”

…

Whoosh…

Consciousness shifted from blurry to clear.

All around him, everything seemed alive, making rustling noises.

Cold, damp.

This was the Lake of the Spirit.

The water rippled…

Du Wei stood on the lake surface, opening his eyes.

“The first plan has failed.”

“The devil’s true name sounds quite ridiculous.”

“The more I acknowledge it, the more real it becomes.”

“Good thing I recited the true name in a dream within a dream, otherwise the nun might have appeared here by now.”

Du Wei had initiated the plan of a dream within a dream as soon as he entered the dream state.

The version of himself within the first dream was only a part of his actual dream, he had expended a great deal of energy and intense psychological suggestion to make the dream appear real.

In the dream, he recited the true name.

Right from the beginning of the plan, he had arranged for his dream self’s demise.

Therefore, there was no actual loss.

Now, he would begin another backup plan.

“However, before the plan starts, this dream needs a little more embellishment.”

Du Wei’s voice was calm as he looked down at the surface of the lake.

Below the surface of the water stood a nun, its head raised to meet Du Wei’s gaze, ferocious and horrifying, with yellow eyes like those of a beast, brimming with nothing but pure malice.

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These were Du Wei’s words…

Then, he closed his eyes and sank into the depths of the lake…

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