Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Thud, thud, thud...

As Freddy knelt and prayed in the dream, he suddenly heard the oh-so-familiar sound of footsteps.

"Du Wei, the devil?"

His eyes lit up, and he immediately turned his head to look back.

Then, he saw Du Wei approaching in a trench coat, his indifferent gaze sweeping over him and resting on the name etched on the wall.

With a frown, Du Wei said, "Do you truly wish to die that much?"

Freddy was moved to tears.

He knelt on the ground, knocking his head on the floor frantically: "Yes, yes, yes, I desperately wish to die every single day."

Heaven knows.

Just what Freddy had endured over this period.

There's no concept of time in dreams.

But if one had to make a comparison, Freddy spent half his time wanting to commit suicide and the other half in mental breakdown.

It's safe to say.

He was on the verge of becoming clinically insane.

"Please satisfy me, give me a chance, will you?"

Freddy begged in an extremely humble manner, "My life as an evil spirit has been nothing but gloom, what's the point of living?"

"The colorful world outside has nothing to do with me."

"Apart from being insulted and mocked by Ryan every day, I can do nothing else."

"Such an existence is nothing but torture for me."

As he spoke, Freddy crawled forward on his knees toward Du Wei, attempting to kiss Du Wei's shoes, but the latter kicked him away in disgust.

Yet Freddy was persistent.

"Please..."

"Hurry up, will you? It won't be long before Ryan calls me again."

"I beg you... if you have even the slightest bit of compassion, you'd put me out of my misery..."

Every word was from the heart.

No one wanted to die more than Freddy did.

But Du Wei was heartless.

He said with revulsion, "I'm not here to end your life this time; I'm here to set you free, to give you freedom."

Freddy was stunned.

Freedom?

What was that?

The term seemed so distant to him.

So far away that he couldn't even grasp its meaning.

"What's freedom?"

This time.

It was Du Wei's turn to be taken aback, gazing at Freddy with an incredulous look.

After a long while.

He said with a complex tone, "Freedom means you can leave this place, there will be no more Ryan to bother you, and you can go wherever you wish to go."

Freddy finally understood: "So that's what freedom means."

While speaking, a thrilled smile appeared on his face.

But then considering a possibility.

He couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears.

Freddy shook his head frantically: "I don't believe it, you're a devil, you must be wanting to toy with me. Don't think I don't know, I've made a deal with you and to this moment, I don't even know the content of the deal."

"Freedom is something that has long been irrelevant to me."

"I'm not going anywhere, just kill me."

When Freddy was human, his wit wasn't the sharpest.

But as an evil spirit, he felt his intelligence had improved a lot compared to before.

Perhaps it was because of the torment he endured.

Du Wei was also in a dilemma and hastily explained, "I'm not deceiving you, I truly want to give you freedom. The deal we made before isn't what you think it is."

"Right now, I need your abilities."

Freddy's heart was dead as ashes, "Look, you just want to toy with me."

Du Wei explained again, "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it a long time ago. Right now, I really need to use your abilities because I'm trapped in a deadlock. Without your help, I can't leave."

Freddy shook his head, "Don't torture me anymore. No matter what you say, I won't believe it. Although I don't believe in God and only believe in you, every word you say is filled with deceit."

Du Wei rubbed his throbbing forehead.

He said, "Right, I am deceiving you. The deal I made with you is very sinister, full of traps, and you've become my slave. Are you satisfied now?"

Freddy said in a defeated tone, "I knew it would be like this."

Du Wei sighed.

He couldn't understand why Freddy had become what he was now.

He seemed no different from a lunatic.

However,

realizing that he still needed Freddy's help to leave,

he had no choice but to say patiently, "That's right, a friend of mine and I were both pulled into a dream by you before. You should have some impression of him, right?"

Freddy nodded blankly, "I remember him, he's Tom, the police chief of New York City."

Du Wei hmmed and said, "I'm going to release you from the dream in a bit. I need you to pull me into his dream and then pull me out again. Can you do that?"

Freddy said conflictedly, "I can, but what's in it for me?"

Du Wei's gaze turned slightly cold. Was it bargaining with him?

So he said sternly, "I can give you freedom."

Freddy said bitterly, "The freedom you offer is not real freedom."

Du Wei was very helpless.

He had always considered himself very knowledgeable about Evil Spirits and had a deep grasp of the human heart.

But now, he truly didn't understand Freddy's thoughts.

Not wanting freedom, what else could it want?

Death?

Du Wei asked tentatively, "What if I offer you a release?"

Freddy's heart leapt with joy, "That's what you said, you can't go back on your word..."

Du Wei laughed, "Rest assured, I never lie."

Speaking of this,

Du Wei thought of the Evil Spirits in the school.

His current state was very bad, and the problems needed to be resolved.

Without a trump card, he wouldn't survive the period before the revival of Du Wei, the Legion of Evil Spirits.

As the Legion of Evil Spirits continued to expand,

Du Wei said, "Oh right, can you pull Evil Spirits into dreams? I have a bold idea."

He planned to imitate Horror House and play the thief for once.

Freddy said with confusion, "Of course I can, but it requires a dream to support it. Tom's dream can't hold so many Evil Spirits; otherwise, he would die instantly."

Du Wei pointed at himself, "What about me?"

Freddy shuddered, "You, I think pulling a few hundred Evil Spirits into it wouldn't be a problem, considering you've even locked the Demon Nun in a dream."

Upon hearing this,

Du Wei's eyes lit up.

This Nightmare Evil Spirit had given him an unexpected delight.

"Alright, if that's the case, then come out with me now. Help me pull all of those hundred or so student Evil Spirits outside into my dream."

Freddy patted his chest, "That's too easy, leave it to me."

...

In the painting, outside the dream,

When Du Wei opened his eyes, Freddy jumped out from his gaze.

"Is this the Ghost Dimension inside the painting?"

"I knew it, the freedom you give me is not real freedom. Luckily, I'm smart and chose death."

Freddy's tone was very certain, but the next second, it saw the city's reflection outside the painting and more than a hundred student Evil Spirits standing at the school's gate.

That was its target.

However, next, Freddy was stunned. It rubbed its eyes in disbelief, staring at the bus and Horror House, which flanked the school, constantly fighting to seize ownership of the school.

"fuck!"