Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 299: 297. Give the Veda Sect a little surprise.

June 10th.

At 3 o’clock in the morning, Tom drove Du Wei to a hotel in downtown Yard City.

Hmm…

He abandoned the idea of warmly welcoming Du Wei, and thus felt very regretful when he left.

In the hotel room.

After taking a bath, Du Wei, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat on the bed and sent a text message to his girlfriend Alex.

Previously, he had instructed Alex not to try to contact him if he didn’t message her first. Alex was very reluctant, and it took some convincing before she agreed.

The content of the text message was brief: “Dear, are you asleep?”

After sending it, he suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

It was now 3 a.m., and his girlfriend didn’t have the habit of staying up late; she was probably already asleep.

But at that moment.

Buzz of vibration…

A text message quickly came back.

Alex: “You asshole, do you think I could sleep?”

Then another message: “Asshole, where are you now? Are you in any danger? When are you coming back? I miss you so much…”

Looking at the text messages, Du Wei’s expression froze suddenly.

He covered his heart, feeling the frequency of its beats, and suddenly felt a sting in his nose.

Alex certainly didn’t have the habit of staying up, but now…

To say he wasn’t moved would be a lie.

So, he replied with one line: “Rest early, I love you.”

…

At this moment in New York.

In Alex’s home, she lay in bed, gnashing her teeth and hammering the pillow in fury.

On her phone screen was the last message Du Wei had sent.

From the 9th to the 10th, she hadn’t slept for two consecutive days, always keeping her phone close, anxiously awaiting Du Wei’s message—this was the result?

“God, when you were making him, did you only give him intelligence but no emotional quotient?”

Alex couldn’t help but send Du Wei a text message: “Fuck!”

Afterward, she threw her phone aside and went back to sleep…@@novelbin@@

On the other side.

Du Wei looked at the new message, puzzled.

“Did I make her angry again?”

“It shouldn’t be, I told her to rest early, and I even added that I love her…”

“Forget it, I’ll buy a flower tomorrow…”

For Du Wei, his rationality allowed him to handle anyone with ease.

But when it came to emotional matters.

He was a little at a loss.

“Maybe I should ask Tom or Father Tony for advice later, they understand women better than I do.”

Speaking thoughtfully, Du Wei turned to start organizing his stuff.

In no time at all.

The mask, the newly acquired Black Umbrella, and other items were haphazardly placed on the bed, looking very cluttered.

The Holy Nail had already been used.

He lost one effective means of dealing with the hunter, but gained a more peculiar painting.

Looking at the door painted on the surface of the painting, Du Wei had a strange expression.

“Paintings are made by people, which means that a long time ago, someone must have seen Hell’s Gate and painted it…”

“I wonder if the person who painted it is the Mask Maker spoken of by the Vanity Sect.”

“And many, many years ago, an exorcist with blond hair, carrying the painting and an Antique Clock among other things, died in the chapel on the outskirts of New York City, which is the predecessor of Hill Psychiatric Hospital.”

“Logically, this thing, like the antique clocks and the masks, is supposed to hold an item with letters on it, but I’ve found nothing.”

Previously, Du Wei had an extreme aversion to this oil painting.

The antique clock held a ring inscribed with the letters val…

The two masks held a golden brooch with what looked like the letter k inscribed on it.

The ring and the golden brooch were media for spreading the curse of the nun.

Most importantly, they were entirely useless, neither capable of combating the evil spirit nor serving any other purpose, only bringing the curse upon whoever came into contact with them.

But now, Du Wei had not discovered any item held by the oil painting nor found any trace of letters on it.

“So someone took the thing inside the painting?”

As he spoke, Du Wei folded the entire painting up and stowed it in his backpack.

It was completely waterproof and didn’t even have any wrinkles, so he didn’t care if it got damaged.

After doing this,

Du Wei looked towards the Joker card and the masks.

Ever since he turned the shadow into the Masked Evil Spirit, no matter where it went, it would always return to the mask.

Whenever Du Wei used it, the shadow would appear unconditionally.

But this time, it seemed as if the shadow had lost the ability to leave, as if trapped within the mask by something.

The entire mask radiated an evil aura that made one feel uncomfortable at a single glance, a feeling of nausea that induced the urge to vomit.

The Joker card lying next to it, for some reason, had also undergone a strange change.

Half the card had turned black, as if it had been stained.

Du Wei knew that this was the evil spirit in the Joker card, assimilating the shadow.

It wouldn’t take long for the synthesis to be successful.

And by that time, it might turn on him.

This was very awkward…

All along, the Joker card combined with the controllable Masked Evil Spirit had been Du Wei’s most effective means of dealing with evil spirits.

The price of a wish should be on the Masked Evil Spirit, whether it was the predecessor of the shadow or its current form, both had been of great use.

Together with the new Coin of Fortune.

Du Wei had completely mastered the key trick to cheating, utilizing the three different items in tandem to produce unexpected results.

But now, the wishing Joker card could only be used once, and the shadow was being assimilated by the evil spirit.

Du Wei’s most effective method was about to be disrupted…

“I can’t let the shadow die off like this, there will be plenty of times in the future when I could use it.”

Du Wei spoke with a complex tone.

Although he now possessed the Mark’s power, evil spirits that were marked would not be benevolent towards him, making the shadow seem quite reliable in comparison.

An evil spirit that unrelentingly sought to kill him, yet he had personally turned into a Masked Evil Spirit, had become a harmless evil hound to him.

“I hope the people from the Veda Sect come quickly, otherwise the shadow won’t last much longer…”

Du Wei took a deep breath, packed everything up, and closed his eyes.

To let the shadow break free from the evil spirit’s assimilation was actually quite simple.

Just make it stronger.

And the way to make the shadow stronger was to kill, the more it killed, the more terrifying it became…

However, in his current state, Du Wei couldn’t possibly let the shadow kill indiscriminately, as that would completely erase his humanity.

What makes a human is having both good and evil.

While Du Wei couldn’t be said to be benevolent, he also didn’t want to become more evil.

…

In the early morning,

after checking out of the hotel, Du Wei went to a nearby car rental.

Ten minutes later,

a Volkswagen car drove out from the rental place, heading straight for New York.

He planned to return to New York secretly, to give the Veda Sect a little surprise.

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