Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 695 - 672 Du Gardeners unexpected discovery

Chapter 695: 672, Du Gardener’s unexpected discovery Chapter 695: 672, Du Gardener’s unexpected discovery Du Wei tossed the black silk thread directly into the deep dream.

And the Everlasting Flower, trapped within, underwent a drastic change when it devoured the first thread.

It was as if it had scented blood, as numerous tentacles root in the dreamscape all trembled and the dreamy flowers rippled with circles of light.

This scene was too absurd, only possible in a dream.

Furthermore, its petals and pistils seemed to be dyed with ink, as small black spots spread out.

“It seems to be infected?”

Du Wei’s brow furrowed as he once again looked toward the source of the black silk thread, the Antique Clock.

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He found the Antique Clock, being dragged by the Everlasting Flower, struggling as it tried to escape its grasp.

“I’m surprised.”

There was a dangerous light in Du Wei’s eyes, and his tone was very odd, filled with confusion and uncertainty, yet also conviction and relief.

The Antique Clock was just too mysterious.

After Demon God Rahmer was exiled, it behaved as if it were dead, only changing a bit after he touched it, yet it didn’t struggle to escape like a living thing.

Clearly, it was pretending in front of him on purpose.

It couldn’t be controlled at all.

And for those existences Du Wei could not control, he would either keep them at arm’s length or destroy them, without considering other options.

He had no way to escape from the Antique Clock before, but now that he had a chance to destroy it, Du Wei naturally would not miss it.

Even if Minette’s consciousness might be in it.

Du Wei decided to watch the Antique Clock get devoured by the Everlasting Flower.

And just at that moment.

The square in the dream suddenly quivered.

As the master of the dream, Du Wei immediately sensed something was off, “Is something trying to escape from my dream?”

It wasn’t the Everlasting Flower.

Freddy, who had infiltrated Puton’s consciousness as Lock Ghost and tortured him through dreams, also realized something was amiss.

Freddy was the Nightmare Evil Spirit that dreamt for Du Wei, and if something went wrong with this dream, it would be the first to suffer, not Du Wei.

Right then.

Freddy immediately crawled out from the top of Puton’s head, and screamed to Du Wei in alarm, “Devil Master, I feel the dream is collapsing.”

Du Wei’s gaze left the deep dream and calmly said, “I know.”

Then, he opened his overcoat and took out the Demon God’s Pen—Mapa—from the inner pocket.

The Demon God’s Pen emitted a bone-chilling cold.

Du Wei knew that the thing was already resisting him, and it wouldn’t be long before it could shake off the influence he had once applied; after that, he would no longer be able to control the pen.

“Before you get out of control, I will definitely find a way to control you, but until then, you can’t rid yourself of me,” Du Wei spoke in an extremely cold tone.

He gripped the pen and began writing down rules within the dream.

The Demon God’s Pen could designate rules; of course, it was meant for creating Evil Spirits, which was exactly what Matthew had done, with things like the Envelope and the Joker Card.

Just as he said, at this stage, the Pen couldn’t betray him, the “Controller.”

The rules that Du Wei designated for his dream were as follows.

[This is a game rule.]

[First, the Controller of the dream is always Du Wei.]

[Second, the dreamer is always Freddy.]

“Any existence, without permission from the Controller, after entering the dream, will fall into an infinite loop, becoming Freddy’s puppet.”

“Any discordant existence that attempts to seize control of the dream, upon success, will take Freddy’s place to become the dreamer.”

Now, the anomaly in the dream was caused by the Antique Clock, and Du Wei could feel something seeping out from the deeper layers of the dream, trying to take control of it.

So, he decisively gave it a chance.

If the Antique Clock succeeded, then Freddy would gain freedom, and the Antique Clock would take the place Freddy had held before, which would be a good thing for Du Wei.

As for whether Freddy would run once free?

A Nightmare Evil Spirit that incessantly parrots about freedom without Du Wei’s control probably doesn’t grasp the concept at all.

In other words, Freddy had developed Stockholm syndrome, incessantly talking about devils, yet working harder than anyone else.

Sure enough, Freddy panicked immediately after Du Wei wrote the following rule.

“Great Devil Master, what’s wrong?”

“My loyalty to you is second only to the Envelope, is there something about me that displeases you? Can’t I change?”

“I beg you, don’t deprive me of the privilege to dream for you.”

Freddy immediately knelt on the ground, trying to cling to Du Wei’s legs and weep.

But a single cold look from the latter silenced him.

“I’m sorry, Master, I should not have questioned your decision.”

Freddy forced out a sycophantic smile, feeling an empty void inside, as if it was under the delusion of being abandoned.

Having associated with Du Wei for so long, it had seen through everything.

To survive under this devil, mere loyalty was not enough; one had to be useful, or else death came swifter than to anyone else.

Involuntarily, Freddy began to ponder, aside from dreaming for Du Wei, what use did it have?

Then, it arrived at an embarrassing conclusion.

“I, Freddy, am an utter waste?”

Freddy was devastated.

As for Du Wei, he paid it no attention, his brows continuously furrowed as he felt the changes in the dream.

Originally, the black and white lines in the dream were distorting, and the divided squares on the ground became uneven and enveloped by darkness, which slowly writhed.

It was as if they were worms parasitic in flesh, trying to burrow through the skin.

However, with the rules written by Mapa’s Pen, the anomaly began to metamorphose in another way.

Suddenly…

Du Wei reached out and grabbed with his right hand, clutching tightly as if he caught something, but it was completely invisible to the eye.

“Is it a thread? Or something else?”

Du Wei felt that if he were to let go now, the intangible thing he’d grasped would vanish and continue to hide in his dream.

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It must have sensed the change in rules and didn’t want to become his slave. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have altered its initial purpose.

With that in mind, Du Wei didn’t hesitate to activate his Marking Ability immediately.

Then he let go of his hand.

Marking successful.

On the back of Du Wei’s right hand, the pattern of a hand was slowly turning, yet, right after, his expression became very odd.

“What’s going on? I only marked one, but why do I feel as if I’ve marked countless ones?”

Having said that, he hesitated and then said to Freddy, “Stay put in the dream, nothing will go wrong here for now.”

Freddy looked confused, “Master, are you leaving?”

Du Wei nodded, “There might be a problem with my Marking Ability, I feel that whenever I activate a mark, I could pull out countless terrifying things.”