Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 651 - 648 spending long years with Du Wei

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Chapter 651: 648, spending long years with Du Wei Chapter 651: 648, spending long years with Du Wei At this very moment.

Freddy felt like he had been doused in ice-cold water from head to toe in the freezing winter.

His heart turned cold.

“My dream has indeed woken up.”

“What’s the point of struggling?”

“Reality is so painful, I really wish I had the power to travel through time, go back to the past and strangle my former self. Why did I have to mess with that devil?”

Freddy’s beautiful dream was over.

...

Reality was much crueler than the dream.

It slapped him right across the face.

“What the hell was I thinking, to actually believe that devils would die, sob sob sob…”

Freddy slapped his own face repeatedly.

Despair turned into tears that streamed down his cheeks.

He completely understood now.

The moment he crossed Du the Devil, he fell into his control; life and death were no longer in his own hands—he was just a damn tool.

What’s the use of thinking so much?

At this time.

Ryan on the other end of the phone was completely baffled by Freddy.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Slapping your own face and crying? Have you gone mad?”

“Hey, hey, hey, Freddy don’t scare me, can you hear me?”

Freddy cried out, “I can hear you, but what’s the use?”

Ryan began to question his own existence, “What the hell are you saying? I don’t understand at all.”

Tears streamed down Freddy’s face, “I don’t even know what I’m saying, maybe this is what despair is. You’ll never understand my pain, because my pain has been brought on by you and Du the Devil.”

Upon hearing this.

Ryan exclaimed in surprise on the other end, “The director and I have brought you pain?”

Freddy clenched his teeth and said, “Yes, you guys. I can see it clearly now, you are all in this together, all devils. You oppress and torment me every day. I can’t see any hope at all, why is my life so miserable…”

“Don’t you guys have any conscience?”

Ryan cried out in shock, “You’ve figured that out? Seems like I need to tell the director not to exploit you too harshly, otherwise, such a good slave might just go to waste.”

Freddy roared, “I’m not your slave, Ryan, you lunatic!”

Ryan said with disdain, “Just because you say you’re not, doesn’t mean it’s true. What if I say you are? What can you do to me?”

“There’s no need to hide it from you at this point.”

“That’s right, the director and I are devils. Devil capitalists like us have no conscience whatsoever.”

“You, mere Freddy, are nothing but a slave.”

“So what if we exploit you?”

“Go on, resist. If you have the guts, resist, why don’t you?”

Freddy collapsed to the ground, covering his head and said, “Ryan, wake up. Du the Devil is inhumane, he’s rotten to the core. He might have been scheming against you all along, looking to use you…”

“You shouldn’t treat me this way either.”

“Because you are my father…”

As soon as he finished speaking.

A glob of spit came directly out of the phone and landed precisely on Freddy’s head.

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Enraged, Ryan said, “Do you have any shame at all, Freddy? I warn you, don’t try to claim any relation with me. You’re just a slave, and I am a nobleman, no… I am now the emperor.”

“There’s a class abyss between us.”

“And I’m still alive and kicking, probably good for a few hundred years at least. You dare to think about being my son and inheriting my throne? You are woefully ambitious!”

Freddy screamed in despair, “I am your son, though not by blood.”

Ryan grew even angrier, “You dare to call me dad when we’re not related by blood? Do you think you are worthy?”

“You’re finished, Freddy. You’ve taken advantage of me, Ryan is very angry, and the consequences will be severe. I’m going to curse you to death today…”

This feeling was all too familiar…

Freddy knew that if he didn’t do something, he would be cursed by that lunatic Ryan all night long.

And the other party was babbling on and on, just like a fly, totally disgusting.

On the spot.

Freddy was kneeling on the ground, frantically kowtowing.

But he wasn’t apologizing to Ryan.

He was calling for Du Wei.

“Du Wei, Daddy, where are you? Come out quickly… Ryan has a grand money-making scheme to tell you about…”

Freddy’s calls were destined to be in vain.

Because the current Du Wei simply couldn’t hear them.

In his own dream, he kept pulling the Everlasting Flower deeper, trapping it within layers of dreams, where it couldn’t differentiate reality from the dream world.

Only in dreams could he achieve this extent.

In reality, unless he became Evil Spirit Du Wei, he simply couldn’t fight against the Everlasting Flower.

Still, even so.

The existence of the Everlasting Flower remained an unsettling factor.

Du Wei had to constantly engage in endless nesting dreams, otherwise the Everlasting Flower might break out of the dream world before Evil Spirit Du Wei revived.

By then, he would be the one to die.

Passing through one dream after another.

Du Wei jumped back into Freddy’s dream.

That was the space where everything was white.

At the same time, the shadow, the Envelope, and Lock Ghost Puton all appeared here.

The shadow and the Envelope still accompanied Du Wei.

Only Puton was getting beaten.

It was nailed to the ground, utterly unable to move, its mouth sealed by chains, only able to curse silently in its heart.

“Alfaria, you devil, I curse you for life, I curse you to a bad death.”

The first to notice Du Wei.

Was still Ryan.

The phone floated directly in front of him, clamoring, “Director, you finally came. Freddy, this big idiot, actually wants to cross class barriers and become a noble. Isn’t it crazy?”

Freddy, beside him, looked at Du Wei with great fear.

But maintaining a kneeling position, he seemed extremely ridiculous.

Du Wei looked deeply at Freddy and said indifferently, “Are you afraid of me?”

Freddy nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head, squeezing out a smile and said, “How could I be afraid of you, great Devil Master?”

Du Wei snorted and said, “I know what you’re thinking, but I don’t care.”

“You might harbor ill intentions toward me.”

“Or perhaps, you want to take revenge on me.”

“Or maybe, just like Puton, you curse me at all times.”

“But no matter what you do, you can’t escape from me.”

“Rather than having too many thoughts, it’s better to devote yourself to working for me.”

“I can promise you that unless it is absolutely certain that you will die, I won’t let you die before me.”

Freddy forced a smile and said, “I don’t dare believe a word you say; you might just kill me tomorrow.”

Du Wei shook his head and said, “I have no need to lie to you, because your life and death are in my hands, whether you believe it or not, my promise remains valid.”

Upon hearing this, Freddy’s expression momentarily became vague.

Du the Devil really didn’t seem to need to lie to him.

His words also seemed to make sense.

Immediately.

Freddy swallowed and asked, “Are you serious?”

Du Wei replied coldly, “This world has brought me too much pain, and fate has tormented me profoundly. To this day, I understand the meaning of rebellion.”

“But I have seen through it all. My future lies only in my own hands, so no one can help me, nor can they offer aid. I move forward alone, accompanied only by you non-human beings.”

“If I die, you die too.”

“But if I’m alive, you will have to accompany me on this path, moving forward until the end.”

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