Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 390: 387, your teacher has come back.

After Du Wei got off the bus, he stood at the rear door and stretched out his right hand.

Andrew Dowqui was the first to disembark.

Du Wei shook hands with it.

The demeanor was very friendly.

Though Andrew Dowqui appeared old, he was a full head taller than Du Wei, at least one meter ninety.

It lowered its head and gazed at Du Wei with a cold and grim stare.

In an instant, an irresistible chill seeped through the pores of his skin, invading his organs.

Du Wei’s body stiffened, and the blood in his veins felt as if it had frozen.

The sensation was incredibly uncomfortable.

The pressure Andrew Dowqui exerted was more terrifying than many an Evil Spirit, even reaching the level of Mary Shaw, second only to Demon Spirits.

But Du Wei’s eyes remained calm, his extreme rationality allowing him to ignore the discomfort in his body.

No emotions were displayed upon him.

His mind controlled his body, not the other way around.

Though this scene may seem lengthy in writing, it occurred in the blink of an eye.

The marking was successful.

Du Wei immediately let go and stood to one side.

And Andrew Dowqui did not plan to attack him, instead, it headed toward the center of the school, the Horror House.

The rest of the Evil Spirit Drivers got off the bus one after another.

Du Wei repeated his trick and successfully marked all of them.

This time, apart from Annabelle, the marked evil spirits consisted only of these drivers, as well as the bus.

And now, Du Wei’s next move was clear.

The only way out was to leave the confines of the Horror House.

But Du Wei was deeply mired in it, and he could not achieve this on his own.

Thus, a little external help was needed.

Like the bus, for instance.

If the bus could drive over the Horror House and drag the school away, Du Wei might seize the chance to get on and say goodbye to the Horror House.

At present, there was no clear victor between the bus and the Horror House, with the latter seemingly having the upper hand.

Because the school had already been annexed by the Horror House, and the bus had come to forcefully claim it.

This turf belonged to the Horror House.

Du Wei understood this, so he decided to lend a hand to the bus, which implicitly, was helping himself.

…

At this moment.

Within the school.

The thirteen Evil Spirit Drivers had ominously vanished without a trace.

Du Wei looked around, everything was bleak and gloomy.

The downpour continued, his clothes thoroughly soaked, and his face and hair dripping with rainwater.

Suddenly…

A bolt of lightning streaked across the dark clouds, illuminating the surroundings.

Hundreds of student evil spirits with black umbrellas roamed nearby, moving in-sync.

Black Umbrellas obscured their upper bodies, their faces unclear.

A spark of realization flickered across Du Wei’s eyes.

“I think I’ve figured out how to deal with the Horror House.”

These student evil spirits, along with the school, had been dragged off by the Horror House but had yet to become part of it. In a certain sense, the Horror House probably couldn’t manage to do so at the moment.

Or perhaps, the Horror House couldn’t digest so many evil spirits all at once.

With this thought.

Du Wei removed his mask, as if peeling off the shell of a shadow.

Wearing the mask granted him the identity of a shadow, turning him into an evil spirit, and all evil spirits targeting him would lose their quarry.

But once he removed the mask, the evil spirits would recognize Du Wei as human.

The student evil spirits halted in unison.

The next second, they eerily turned around and faced Du Wei in sync.

Du Wei gave them a faint smile: “Students, your teacher has returned.”

In an instant.

All the student evil spirits, each holding a Black Umbrella, stepped toward Du Wei one by one.

The Black Umbrellas merged into a dark and eerie mass.

No big deal…

Du Wei took a step back, but the sensation beneath his feet was emptiness.

On turning around.

The bus had vanished without a trace, presumably engaged in combat with the Horror House.

Yet such a struggle was unlike that with evil spirits and perhaps did not exist in reality.

Du Wei broke into a run.

The student evil spirits watched as Du Wei fled in disarray, then they each lifted their umbrellas, revealing a series of pale, cold faces.

They were all very young.

The Evil Spirit students had a profound impression of their former psychology teacher, “Du Wei”.

All the student Evil Spirits, as if receiving a signal, chased after Du Wei.

The scene looked quite comical.

Du Wei led the way in front, followed by hundreds of student Evil Spirits holding Black Umbrellas.

It looked a bit like they were doing morning exercises.

…

More than ten minutes later.

Du Wei was gasping for air.

Running in the rain had drained much of his strength.

Behind him were those student Evil Spirits, which had been relentlessly pursuing him.

Ahead was the entrance to the Horror House.

Dark and profound, it looked from afar like the gaping maw of an abyss, enshrouded in fog.

It seemed as if someone was whispering in his ear.

The rustling sound never dissipated.

Extreme danger.

There were only Evil Spirits behind him.

There was no escape.

Du Wei stood at the entrance of the Horror House and violently turned his head to look at the student Evil Spirits.

At the same time, the student Evil Spirits also lifted their heads, coldly staring at him.

The atmosphere was oppressively tense, on the verge of exploding.

Du Wei took one look at these student Evil Spirits.

During the escape of more than ten minutes.

Du Wei had somewhat figured out some odd points.

The speed of these Evil Spirit students wasn’t fast, and not at all like the weirdness he had encountered before.

It might be because the bus had already begun a tug of war with the Horror House.

The school, being the contested party, might be influenced by the power of the bus and the power of the Horror House.

However, this was not important.

What was important was that they had been led by Du Wei to the outside of the Horror House.

It seemed like Du Wei had been driven into a corner.

But in fact, it was not so.

He put on his mask again.

The shadow attached itself to him.

In an instant, all the Evil Spirits that were besieging him trembled and looked around blankly.

The plan began.

Du Wei directly walked towards those student Evil Spirits.

The student Evil Spirits made no move.

Immediately after.

Du Wei approached one of the student Evil Spirits nearby, a girl in her teens who looked very young, with pale skin and finely shaped features.

He directly extended his Evil Spirit Transformed Right Hand and placed it on her shoulder.

His hand felt icy cold.

Mark successful.

The other Evil Spirits still had no reaction, acting mechanically and vacantly, and they started to move as if they didn’t want to be too close to the Horror House.

Seeing this scene.

Du Wei mocked, “It’s not easy for the teacher to come back to school once, and you want to leave just like that? It won’t be that easy.”

He directly followed them and quickly Marked them one by one.

The student Evil Spirits didn’t realize what their “teacher” was doing to them; in their eyes, there were no longer any living people.

In no time, Du Wei had Marked a large number of the Evil Spirits.

This was the craziest thing he had done since he acquired the Marking Ability, the bus, plus the thirteen terrifying Evil Spirit Drivers, and now these nearly a hundred Evil Spirits.

All together, there were almost enough for a company.

But just then.

With a loud bang.

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky above, illuminating the surroundings.

At the same time, under the state of Spirit Vision, Du Wei saw another city, which was the reflection he had seen before.

The bus was driving in that city.

Looking around, everything was solemn; the entire city seemed dead.

Only the bus was moving inside it, apparently doing something.

Simultaneously, an overwhelming malevolence was unleashed from within the Horror House behind him.

Only then did Du Wei realize.

The darkness visible to the naked eye originated entirely from the Horror House, which completely influenced the city.

It was not just the school it wished to make a part of itself; it wanted to turn West Gana City into an extension of the Horror House.

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