Exorcist’s Self-Cultivation

Du Wei had no idea that his excellent subordinate, Ryan, had frighteningly strong execution skills.

He was even more unaware that, for the sake of promotion and a salary increase, Ryan had pulled James out of the Dusk Bell Church late at night to deal with an Evil Spirit incident.

Therefore,

that night, his sleep quality was relatively good.

At least when he opened his eyes again, everything was very peaceful.

His spirits were high…

The faint dark circles under his eyes, caused by chronic sleep deprivation, had also disappeared without a trace.

“It seems like I haven’t had a good rest in a long time…”

When Du Wei woke up on the sofa on the first floor, his voice was a bit hoarse.

He looked at the living room, which was the same as before, and inexplicably felt a sense of security.

The Antique Clock hung on the wall, its hands overlapping, turning mechanically and regularly.

Next to it was Annabelle in the display cabinet.

Last night, Annabelle was brought into a dream by the idealistic power of the Joker Card, meaning it was strongly connected to Du Wei as well.

But no matter what,

the scene was incredibly comforting to Du Wei.

The more Evil Spirits there were at home, the safer it became in a sense.

At least until Du Wei died, there was no place safer than his home in all of New York.

People with ill intentions who came rushing in were on a one-way street to death—just look at the Veda Sect for reference.

As for the Evil Spirits that might come—refer to the fate of the shadowy figure and Annabelle.

“No idea when the Evil Spirit from that mysterious phone call will come.”

Du Wei threw off the blanket covering him and walked upstairs to the bathroom by himself.

The batch of antiques his father-in-law, Lawrence, helped him purchase would likely take a few more days to reach New York.

During that time, he planned not to sit idly by, but instead intended to perfect his backup plan.

How to do it, though,

he had a rough idea.

That was to use a method for dealing with Evil Spirits targeting Du Wei and find an absolutely terrifying nightmare Evil Spirit to ensnare the demonic nun.

The nun was a manifestation of a curse, also called a nightmare.

Purely relying on Du Wei’s methods, the chances of resolving it were not very likely.

Therefore, a bit of external help would be needed.

Of course…

Du Wei was well aware that the terrifying presence of the nun, a mere nightmare Evil Spirit, could not be used to kill her, so this plan needed careful consideration.

If he could turn the nightmare Evil Spirit into a trap for the nun to fall into and then destroy the trap, he might be able to exile the nun for some time.

It was also possible that through this, she would go into a dormant state, unable to revive without an external force’s influence.

This was the backup plan…

At the same time, Du Wei was also preparing to enhance his trump card, his Marking Ability.

Currently marked were the shadowy figure, Annabelle, and the bus.

But no one ever complained about having too many trump cards.

And Du Wei felt the same way; he planned to use the upcoming holiday to tour New York, looking for any fish that slipped through the net, such as the sinister Evil Spirit in the villa of the late Mrs. Mina.

Previously, due to insufficient abilities, he did not really want to interact with that Evil Spirit.

Because it used to be an Evil Spirit inside another mask and had already successfully possessed a body, spatial anomalies had also appeared in the villa.

With such a complicated situation,

once entering the villa, leaving would be very difficult.

However, Du Wei now had many means to cope, in his hands was also the new Masked Evil Spirit shadow figure.

Plus having already had contact with that Evil Spirit before, he should not be in danger.

But before that, Du Wei had to go to the church and ask for assistance in finding a suitable nightmare Evil Spirit for the backup plan…

…

10:08 AM.

New York City’s largest Red Light District, just a kilometer away from the back of Tom’s house.

The madness and chaos of the night had vanished with the arrival of the day.

All that remained was gilded decadence.

Inside a bar in the Red Light District.

A few dim lights were on.

Du Wei pushed the door open and saw the bar in a state of disarray.

The bartender was asleep at the counter, and several women who had overdrunk were lying on the sofas in the bar, fast asleep in the most indecent postures.

He frowned and his gaze landed on Tom and Father Tony, whose clothes were disheveled as they slept soundly in a corner.

One was a policeman, the other a priest.

One was in his early thirties, the other over sixty.

Their appearance together was extremely mismatched…

“So you are here.”

He had gone to the church early in the morning only to find that Father Tony was not there, and after making several phone calls, no one had answered.

Moreover, Father Tony had mentioned yesterday at the church that many people had started having nightmares.

Du Wei couldn’t help but be concerned.

So, he began searching around New York, but to his surprise, he found both of them in the Red Light District, looking as if they had partied all night.

Ignoring the women who had drunk too much, Du Wei quickly walked up to Father Tony and Tom, pushing them several times.

“Wake up…”

But the two of them kept snoring heavily, especially Tom, who seemed annoyed by something as he dismissively waved his hand and muttered.

He changed position and continued to sleep deeply.

Father Tony was even worse off, sleeping like a dead pig.

He was impossible to wake.

Moreover, Du Wei noticed that there seemed to be a strange aura about them both.

Without hesitation, he entered Spirit Vision mode.

Immediately afterwards, he saw faint black threads extend from the back of Tom and Father Tony’s heads, spreading and then gradually disappearing…

“You’ve been affected too, huh…”

Du Wei’s eyes turned slightly cold as he thought for a moment and walked to the bar to grab a cup of iced water.

With a splash…

The cold water mercilessly drenched the two of them.

“Fuck…”

“Whoa…”

Tom and Father Tony jolted awake at the same moment.

“Fuck! Who dares to splash me with water, believe it or not, I’ll throw them in jail.”

Stimulated by the icy water, Tom sobered up immediately, shouting in alarm and disarray.

Meanwhile, Father Tony wiped his eyes incredulously and said, “Mr. Du Wei, you… how come you are here?”

Du Wei glanced at him, noticing that Father Tony’s dark circles were very obvious, as if he had been overworked for several days.

He was about to speak.

Tom also came to his senses, wiped the water off his face, and said irritably, “Hey… my friend, even if you wanted to wake us up, there was no need to be so violent. I almost thought I’d been caught.”

Typically, this is how the New York police treated criminals when conducting operations in the Red Light District.

Du Wei said coldly, “First of all, I came looking for you because a presence that manifests in the form of nightmares has appeared in New York, and secondly, I woke you up this way because I’ve discovered that you seem to have been targeted as well.”

As the words fell.

Both Tom and Father Tony turned pale.

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