Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 303: 301, Returning to Goliath Winery

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Bang…

A squad of police officers burst through the door of Rowling’s home, cautiously holding their handguns as they searched around upon entering.

“There’s a heavy scent of blood, stay alert,” one of them warned.

The leading officer, whom Du Wei would have found very familiar had he seen him, was none other than one of Officer Tom’s subordinates—the very person Officer Tom had confronted at the villa’s entrance.

This officer quickly led his men toward the source of the blood scent, which was a room on the second floor.

The door to the room was not closed.

But just as they reached the doorway, the scene inside caused their complexions to drastically change.

Bloodstains were everywhere in the room.

The ceiling, the walls—it was all a complete mess as far as the eye could see.

On the floor, hot blood was still flowing, gathering into a pattern of a hexagram.

In the middle of the hexagram pattern, there was a pool of blood.

Within the pool of blood was an emaciated arm, stained and missing an index finger.

Gurgle…

The entire arm sank into the blood and disappeared from sight.

This spectacle caused the faces of all the officers to change significantly, and the horrible scene throughout the room involuntarily sent chills down their spines.

The leading officer took a sharp intake of breath, “What the hell was that? Did you see it? That arm… it disappeared?”

Someone said through clenched teeth, “What should we do? This isn’t something we can handle; we should leave it to the church.”

The officer spoke in a complex tone, “The church’s people won’t be in New York for a while, I’ll call the boss right now, he knows an Exorcist who’s really powerful and happens to live in New York.”

Of course, the boss he referred to was Tom, and the powerful Exorcist he mentioned was Du Wei.

However, this officer didn’t know that even if he called Tom, Du Wei wouldn’t be able to appear immediately, as that would conflict with his plan.

…

On the other side.

Driving his car, Du Wei followed a distance behind five or six black sedans.

He always remained hidden in the shadows, calmly watching as the situation developed in the direction he needed.

Even though there weren’t many from the Veda Sect among those five or six black cars, it was still the same for him.

On the dashboard of the car, a mask was placed, exuding a cold and gloomy aura.

Under the state of Spirit Vision, Du Wei could feel that the shadow’s originally somewhat languid state had suddenly become tranquil.

But beneath this tranquility lurked an incredibly intense malevolence.

It was becoming impatient…

“I wonder how many people from the Veda Sect have become targets of the shadow, but I guess not many,”@@novelbin@@

While driving the car, Du Wei murmured to himself.

His interaction with Tom had led him to discover a problem.

Evil Spirit Transformation would cause one to gradually lose humanity—the power gained and the price paid were completely disproportionate.

This was harmful.

Therefore, one needed a focal point to constantly remind oneself of one’s humanity.

He wasn’t talkative to begin with, so when facing the loss of humanity, he was actually much less powerful than most people.

To put it bluntly, his experiences from childhood made him different from ordinary people; he was cold, both inside and out.

His kindness to those patients was also just because something touched him from time to time, mixed with a sense of responsibility he felt was within his power.

So, he thought he should talk more and behave more like a person.

Even imitating would do.

Thus, Du Wei casually picked up the mask and spoke to the shadow, “I know you’ll soon be assimilated by the Evil Spirit, but don’t worry, I won’t let you die that easily.”

For no apparent reason, the mask trembled.

…

At this moment.

In a church in New York.

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Harry and the others were frantically anxious.

“Damn it… the Veda Sect’s people are already in New York, and we can’t do anything about it, fuck!”

Against Evil Spirits, Harry and the others could be effective, but when facing the Veda Sect’s people, they found themselves at a disadvantage.

Cultists won’t just sit around waiting to die, each one of them has killed more than one person.

In other words, in terms of danger, the church’s Exorcists couldn’t compare to the Veda Sect’s Cultists at all.

After all, they’re lunatics, all carrying knives and even firearms.

Harry was now in deep discomfort, pacing back and forth within the church. Without the church’s people, confronting the Veda Sect was tantamount to suicide.

At that moment, Father Tony came over, dragging a heavy case and sweating profusely.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already called the New York police. I estimate they’ve started to adjust their response plans by now.”

Harry calmed down a bit, “Okay, but I always feel something isn’t right about this, and we also haven’t heard from Mr. Du Wei; where on earth is he…”

As he spoke, Harry noticed the case Father Tony was dragging and asked in confusion, “Father, what’s in that case? It seems pretty heavy?”

Homier and the rest also looked over, with expressions full of puzzlement.

Father Tony, wiping off his sweat, said, “The thing that left the deepest impression on me from when I was in contact with Mr. Du Wei was him pointing a gun at my head.”

“Later, Officer Tom informed me that he didn’t have a gun permit at all, that gun was illegal.”

Everyone turned pale with shock, “Illegal firearms, isn’t he afraid of going to jail?”

Father Tony awkwardly said, “You all know Officer Tom, right? He’s risen through the ranks and become a representative of the New York police force. He’s also Mr. Du Wei’s best friend.”

Harry said with a troubled tone, “Well… he really does have a wide network.”

Homier, standing beside them, looked at the case and asked with a frown, “So Father, are you telling us there are guns in this case?”

Father Tony nodded gravely, “Yes, after getting to know Mr. Du Wei, I’ve felt very insecure. It seems to me that there are many people in this world like him who carry firearms illegally.”

“So I obtained a few handguns from the black market, and now they’re going to come in handy.”

Now, everyone started looking at Father Tony with a mix of doubt and disbelief.

Harry said incredulously, “You mean to have us take guns to fight the Veda Sect?”

Exorcists are the church’s most important members, with specialized personnel for dealing with Cultists.

Having an Exorcist engage in such action was simply the most foolish decision.

Father Tony shook his head, “I was just thinking, if the Veda Sect wants to force Mr. Du Wei out, they might target his girlfriend.”

“Although the police are guarding there, I think you should also go, in case of any sudden incidents.”

“Otherwise, Mr. Du Wei will definitely fall apart…”

…

On the road leading to Goliath Winery.

Du Wei parked his car, looking expressionless, as the five black sedans slowly entered the winery under the escort of the servants.

“Ms. Viktor, have you joined the Veda Sect?”

His voice was cold, and though he was asking, it was filled with certainty.

The last time he came to Goliath Winery was for a mission from the church, and here he had obtained the Joker Card which allowed him to initiate the gambling game.

In a sense, he had saved Goliath Viktor.

But now, the Veda Sect’s people had entered the winery unhindered. It was clear that the woman had been in contact with the Veda Sect during this period.

Du Wei’s heart felt inexplicably agitated for a moment, and he immediately took out his phone and called Alex.

“Dear, have you been in contact with Viktor recently?”

“No… wait, you’re calling me just to ask this?”

Du Wei let out a sigh of relief, “Listen, Viktor might have joined a cult; she’s now a dangerous person.”

On the other end of the phone, Alex sounded troubled, “Isn’t that pretty normal? Generally, families with some background will choose to join some church as an investment. But don’t worry, I have no intentions of dealing with any messy people; it’s too tiring.”

Du Wei said with a hum, “That’s good. But New York is a bit dangerous now; you best stay at home and don’t go anywhere. Once I’m done here, I’ll come back to see you immediately.”

Alex scoffed continuously, “You still remember to come back? That surprises me…”

Then, she snorted again, “Forget it, you never listen to what I say anyway. But don’t worry about my safety: around the house in Furman District, all the residents are bodyguards, much more formidable than the police you called before.”

Du Wei replied vaguely, “Okay, baby, I got it; I’ll probably come back in the evening.”

After hanging up the phone, his gaze towards Goliath Winery turned ice-cold.

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