Thriller Paradise

"Phew…" The magic mirror sighed in relief. "As I said earlier, you've passed two trials."

His eyes moved, and the focus fell on the door of the bathroom behind Feng Bujue. "And the third trial, the trial of benevolence, is actually very simple. You only need to make a choice."

"Then… what are the choices?" Feng Bujue asked.

"To forgive or to kill," the magic mirror replied.

"Then, can I know beforehand how high the percentage of me being successful if I choose to kill is?" Feng Bujue wanted to know.

"That is hard to say… After all, they are all very powerful spirits," the magic mirror replied.

"They?" Feng Bujue said. "There is more than one?"

The magic mirror answered, "Yes."

"Then I would like to know… if I choose to forgive, what exactly do I need to do?" Feng Bujue asked.

"That is what I am about to tell you," the magic mirror replied. Feng Bujue then understood it… Solving the puzzle of the shower curtain and surviving the scare would gain him hints from the magic mirror, or else he would have to open the door to face 'them' and trigger a battle.

"There are three spirits in total outside the door. They are all from the same fairytale," the magic mirror explained. "In that story, they are all hated characters, and they got their deserved ending. But the public still looks down and loathes them as if they deserve a worse ending. Now, once you open the door behind you, they will appear, and then you will have to say… 'I do not dislike you'."

"They will not attack me once they hear that?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Temporarily, they won't," the magic mirror confirmed. "But after that, you must figure out the positive points that they have to please them, to have them believe that you carry pity and not malice in your heart. Then… they will leave."

"Oh, can I know who these three are?" Feng Bujue tossed out another question.

"They are Cinderella's stepmother and her two stepsisters," the magic mirror replied.

Feng Bujue looked at the mirror expressionlessly and blinked several times before saying numbly, "Oh."

Then, he turned around and silently summoned Death Poker…

Pulling back the latch, twisting the lock, and pulling the door open with one hand all took just five seconds. Then Feng Bujue stepped out. The lights in the living room were not on, and the curtains were closed, but with the light from the bathroom, one could see within a certain range. Feng Bujue had just stepped into the living room, and three half transparent ghosts appeared out of nowhere. The ghost in the middle looked about forty, and she could not be called ugly except for the constant crease in the middle of her brows like she was in permanent disapproval. Beside her were two younger female spirits. They looked like their mother, very beautiful. But the sisters each had an eye missing, and the blood from the sockets drenched their dresses. Their feet were also disformed, trailing blood on the ground.

The three's appearance matched Brother Jue's expectations because he remembered… at the end of Cinderella's story, to help her two daughters fit into the crystal heels, the stepmother cut off one of her daughter's toes on each foot, and the other daughter had her heel shaved off. Then, they had their eyes pecked out by pigeons.

"I do not dislike you." Following the mirror's order, Feng Bujue said that. The words were like a spell, and once they left his lips, the ghosts stopped charged at him. They floated where they were, studying Feng Bujue.

"But you have dirtied my floor… Unforgivable! Die!" Feng Bujue suddenly attacked. Seven Death Pokers opened up in a straight flush and slashed out in a glowing blade. With this sudden ambush, Feng Bujue successfully killed the ghost of the stepmother, but naturally, things would not be so easy from then on. After all, his leg had not healed.

The next second, the two spirits rushed forward and weaved in and out. Claws, sharp like blades, fell on Feng Bujue. When the attack landed, the spirits flew away at an incredible speed, and they could phase through walls and obstacles. In just ten seconds, several wounds had appeared on Feng Bujue's body. Thankfully, he had Soul's Eye and had evaded most of the fatal attacks, or else he would have already died.

"Both of them are purely spiritual creatures, resisting them with physical attacks should be futile…" Feng Bujue evaded as he assessed the situation. "The living room is not a field and, the space is small; they can weave in and out of the walls, which limits the homing effect of the Death Poker. That means…" Feng Bujue's tactic was formed in his brain instantly, and he slightly changed his standing position. He went down to a half squat. He trained his focus on one target and completely ignored the movement of the other spirit.

Two seconds later, a deep claw mark was left on his back. The feeling of pain spread quickly, but it did not affect him. He kept his focus on one of the walls, waiting for his target to phase out from it. And that moment soon arrived…

Suddenly, Feng Bujue gathered force in his good leg and lunged forward. The shield effect of Death Poker activated at the same moment. As ten cards disappeared, a golden forcefield appeared before Feng Bujue. The spirit that was targeted by Feng Bujue had just slipped out from the wall, and it rammed into the 'wall' created by his Sorcery Weapon. This wall was one that she could not pass through.

This collision injured the spirit quite a bit. She lost her movement speed for a moment and swayed unsteadily in the air. Feng Bujue naturally would not miss out on this opportunity. With a grit of his teeth, using his injured leg to suffer his body weight, he bounced up, holding a card on each hand. More than ten flashes of light exploded in the air. Before he finished his move, the spirit had already dispersed.

"Two down…" Feng Bujue dropped back to the ground on one knee. He opened the game menu, and in that second, he confirmed he still had twenty-four percent Life Points left. He quickly turned his attention back to the battle. The remaining spirit was no problem. In this one-on-one situation, she could not even get close to Feng Bujue even if she could move through walls. In less than one minute, Brother Jue finished her.

He checked his status, and after a moment of consideration, he swallowed an SCP-500 pill. It neutralized all debuffs, including bleeding and broken bone. Then, he returned to the bathroom and looked at the magic mirror, saying, "I was benevolent enough to give them a quick release."