Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The shadow had already made its move.

It merged into Minette's shadow.

In that shadow's hand, suddenly there appeared a shadowy figure identical to a dagger, sharp and distinct.

The moment it manifested, it stabbed towards the shadow's chest.

Yet Minette remained completely unaware.

The Envelope, on the other hand, was ecstatic.

Besides being saved by Brother Shadow, this was the only time its fondness for him had surged so dramatically.

Kill Minette.

It believed that after killing Minette, the Master of the Evil Spirit, Du Wei, would surely reward it.

But just then.

The Envelope witnessed something it couldn't believe.

A scalpel identical to the Evil Spirit Scalpel quietly emerged from behind Minette.

As something that had had intimate contact with Brother Shadow and been stuffed into the shadow many times by Du Wei and Evil Wei, the Envelope was certain that the only one capable of such a sleazy sneak attack was Brother Shadow.

Moreover, it could feel Brother Shadow lurking in the darkness.

But what about that Brother Shadow inside Minette's shadow?

Could Brother Shadow have learned to clone himself?

That shouldn't be possible...

Suddenly.

The mask pattern on Minette's right hand emitted a bone-chilling coldness, causing her beautiful brows to furrow and her to involuntarily inhale a breath of cold air.

Excruciatingly painful...

But at the same time.

Minette felt that something was wrong, and she immediately grabbed her long sword and swung it violently backwards.

Clang...

The Evil Spirit Scalpel collided with her long sword.

Minette's pupils contracted, and she quickly stepped back.

For she saw her own shadow transforming.

And she saw those bloodshot eyes, ferocious and terrifying, locked onto her.

"How can this be?"

Minette's mind trembled slightly; she hadn't expected the Brother Shadow, which she had completely suppressed before, to undergo such a terrifying metamorphosis that even she failed to notice it.

"That's not right..."

Minette quickly planted her long sword into the ground.

The sword is the Strangeness.

An ominous aura arose, and another shadow appeared in the air.

It cocked its head, sizing up Minette, then turned to look at Minette's shadow.

Two pairs of blood-red eyes clashed.

The next second.

Minette uttered softly, "Come out!"

With the right hand bearing the mask pattern, she grasped the long sword and slashed at the being in the shadow.

A butterknife then emerged, blocking the oppression of the long sword.

And then.

The being in the shadow revealed its full appearance.

It looked exactly like Brother Shadow.

It too was Brother Shadow, but the knives it held in both hands were different from the Brother Shadow the Envelope knew.

One was a butterknife, the other was a broken Evil Spirit Scalpel.

And moreover, this Brother Shadow was even more powerful.

When it revealed its full appearance, it climbed right out of Minette's shadow, and the force contained within its ethereal outline was so formidable that Minette couldn't resist.

The Envelope was filled with fear.

[This... This isn't the Brother Shadow I remember.]

As these words appeared.

The other pressured Brother Shadow hesitated for a moment, then disappeared into nothingness.

It had killed many beings.

But it still couldn't manage to kill Minette.

The Envelope was falling apart: [Brother Shadow, don't leave me alone as an Evil Spirit. I feel like that fake Brother Shadow wants to kill me, and I also feel like there's another me inside its body. Take me with you, I'm so scared.]

Brother Shadow did not hesitate and instantly dissolved into nothingness.

If it missed its strike, it would hide and disappear.

One could say it was extremely sleazy.

At this moment.

Minette clenched her silver teeth. She felt she might truly die at the hands of this terrifying thing.

The situation was out of control.

She had no idea what was happening.

Why there was another, stronger Brother Shadow present.

She knew that she was going to die.

The envelope was pleading, "Oh merciful mistress, you are the sun, the moon, and the stars, your heart is broader than the ocean itself, please let the envelope go. It's better that you die alone than have the envelope perish with you..."

Minette couldn't remain indifferent to Du Wei's existence.

But now she really couldn't afford to be distracted.

Because the new shadow that appeared was just too horrifying.

The envelope despaired.

"Women are indeed unreliable, master! Master save me! I am the Envelope! I am your most loyal lapdog!"

"Master ahh!"

The envelope kept calling out to the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

It knew that the moment it had signed the Indenture Contract, it had established a one-way connection with its master, and its prayers, whether to a human master or the Master of the Evil Spirit, would be perceived.

Perhaps the prayers of the envelope truly had an effect.

The air around Minette suddenly twisted.

Her Right Hand, within the pattern of the mask, where eyes couldn't be seen clearly, suddenly flickered with a sinister disturbance.

Marked upon Minette,

she felt her power surging uncontrollably, like the gates of a dam opening, elevating to a level beyond understanding and imagination.

Hum...

The longsword trembled slightly.

It immediately became full of cracks, as if it couldn't bear such power.

In contrast, the damaged Evil Spirit Scalpel in the shadow's hand directly shattered into pieces, and so did the other dagger.

"Get lost..."

Minette hissed, emitting a chillingly terrible aura.

The shadow was blown away right out of her own shadow.

But then,

a yellowed envelope burst out from the chest of the shadow.

"One second later, Minette's body will not be able to endure the power, so she will grow weak."

A stabbing pain surged at Minette's heart.

Her body shuddered, feeling the power drain away.

Another line of text appeared.

"Then, Minette's heart will not be able to handle the enhancement of power and will collapse, because she is not the true master of this power."

The words seemed to carry magic with them.

Minette truly felt her heart collapsing, coughing up blood uncontrollably.

The words continued.

"Therefore, Minette will die."

But at that moment,

the pattern of the mask on Minette's Right Hand twisted and submerged below the surface, reemerging with a special symbol on the entire mask pattern.

A cold and ruthless gaze emitted from the eye region of the mask pattern.

Whew...

Another envelope ignited into flames.

The shadow also trembled, its vague body on the verge of collapse.

Moreover, on the mask pattern, three black slashes suddenly appeared, and the pattern of the pointer overlapped with the pattern of the mask.

The pointer began to move counterclockwise.

Minette's body, which was on the verge of collapse, instantly recovered to its original state.

The Envelope watching from the side witnessed everything that unfolded.

"It's the power of the Master of the Evil Spirit..."

"So what does this mean?"

"What on earth is the Master planning to do!"

The Envelope's doubts were about to be answered.

With a boom...

The whole Lake Island collapsed...

The ground split open, with rubble and buildings falling.

Below seemed to be an abyss.

Numerous chains crossed over each other, forming a large net.

And within this net lay a coffin.

The coffin was already open.

Inside laid a man with a mask wearing a black robe.

A pale hand reached out from the coffin, gripping its edge.

The man sat up from the coffin, his pitch-black eyes looking towards Minette, who was plummeting downwards.

The almost-collapsed shadow and the burning envelope suddenly appeared beside the man.

The fire died out.

The nearly collapsed shadow returned to its original state, once again becoming the man's shadow.