Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 401: 399. Throw some dirt on the Veda Sect

In West Gana City.

Du Wei sat on a bench and pulled out his phone to dial Father Weiss’s number.

As soon as he dialed, the call was immediately connected.

On the other end of the line, Father Weiss spoke with immense surprise, “My God, Lord Duwei, you’ve finally made contact, that’s wonderful! We all thought you had disappeared.”

Du Wei calmly asked, “How long have I been missing?”

Father Weiss answered, “You disappeared around 8 o’clock on the evening of the 17th, and now it’s after 10 in the morning on the 18th. You’ve been missing for approximately 14 hours.”

“By the way, where are you now? I’ll send someone to pick you up right away. Have you seen Mr. Josh? He seems to have disappeared with you!”

Upon hearing this,

Du Wei frowned slightly and slowly said, “I was brought to West Gana City by a bus, and there’s a very serious Evil Spirit incident here, no… perhaps it would be more accurate to say Strangeness. Nevertheless, the issue has been resolved. As for Josh…”

“I’m sorry, he has been dead for a while now.”

On the other end of the call, Father Weiss, shocked beyond belief, said, “This… this is incredibly hard to believe. I may need to consult with the church. I have never dealt with Strangeness before, please forgive my impudence.”

Du Wei spoke indifferently, “It’s fine. Have someone come here immediately and, by the way, inform the officials of West Gana City to take care of the residual issues.”

Father Weiss asked, puzzled, “Residual issues?”

Du Wei said gravely, “When I arrived, the Strangeness was already causing harm. I’m not clear on exactly how many people died.”

Father Weiss’s tone suddenly turned somber, “I understand.”

…

The Strangeness in West Gana was not something that church members of Father Weiss’s rank could handle.

There was no need for Du Wei to tell him the details of the incident.

His only task was to clean up the aftermath.

As for Du Wei,

He was very tired now.

Whatever would become of West Gana was not his concern, nor was it his responsibility to address.

The fact that he had prevented the city from becoming a part of the Horror House was already unfortunate good fortune.

At 14:00 in the afternoon,

Du Wei left West Gana on an airplane bound for New York City, under the escort of Father Weiss and others.

He had no plans to stay in this city, nor did he intend to exchange pleasantries with Father Weiss and the others.

After a brief explanation of the situation, the matter ended ambiguously.

As for the church, Du Wei would be in touch with Mrs. Senna.

More than three hours later.

The plane landed on time at New York City International Airport.

The hustle and bustle of passing travelers was constant.

The scent of strangers was always so noisy.

But Du Wei felt extremely reassured.

In New York, he didn’t have to confront Evil Spirits, nor did he need to struggle to survive between two Strangenesses, uncertain when he might die.

However, as he walked among the crowd, he seemed out of place.

The deeper the transformation into an Evil Spirit, the more the aura changed.

While it couldn’t be perceived visually, instinct would make people stay away from him.

Du Wei had noticed this too.

A look that was indescribably complex or peculiar flickered in his eyes.

Then, his aura returned to its previous state.

Calm and indifferent.

He now appeared to be just an ordinary person.

Click…

The flame of the lighter flickered to life.

Du Wei lit a cigarette for himself and, while smoking, followed the crowd to the parking lot near the airport.

His car was parked there.

…

Evening.

The church in North Brook District.

Father Tony and Officer Tom were both in the reception room.

They watched Du Wei, wearing different expressions as he was on the landline contacting the church.

Tom looked utterly frustrated.

Father Tony appeared distant, his face drawn and haggard.

Du Wei glanced at Father Tony, feeling quite helpless.

He knew that these past two days, Father Tony must have teamed up with Tom and gone to the Red Light District again, despite his intention to remind them, having already mentioned it more than once before.

Completely useless.

A priest and a police officer, teaming up and heading to the Red Light District at night.

It was too fantastical.

What baffled Du Wei even more was that Tom seemed powerless now, didn’t he?

Why was he still following Father Tony there?

Could it be that in just two days, he had gotten over his psychological trauma?

Perhaps.

At this moment, the voice on the other end of the phone interrupted Du Wei’s thoughts.

Mrs. Senna said, “Mr. Du Wei, based on the information you’ve provided, that bus and the Horror House are indeed some kind of strangeness that we find very difficult to deal with; we can only strive to minimize the losses.”

“I have to say, you’ve done very well this time.”

“Over two hundred people have mysteriously disappeared in West Gana City, but that’s not for us to worry about; the officials will be the ones to have headaches over it.”

“As for you, what kind of reward do you want?”

“I’ve already decided to submit a proposal for your promotion to bishop to Archbishop Skadi. After a while, I am also planning to put you in charge of the Tribunal, and then you can come to St. Bodia. It’s more suitable for you than New York.”

For Mrs. Senna,

at first, she was only friendly towards Du Wei for Father Tony’s sake, but now, she genuinely respected him.

In her eyes, the young hunter’s excellence required no further praise.

From his moral character to his personality, and then to his abilities, he was the most outstanding she had encountered.

Most importantly, this man loathed evil spirits deeply and possessed an extremely strong sense of responsibility, without being pedantic.

He was perfect!

Thus, Mrs. Senna spared no effort to help within her means.

Upon hearing this, Du Wei started to ponder.

Actually, his current situation was rather awkward.

The ability of his Mark was only to go in and not out, unless he faced off against the Evil Spirit Du Wei; otherwise, his trump card wasn’t very effective.

It was practically half-useless.

While the flintlock gun had significant effects on common evil spirits, it was barely effective against more dangerous and frightening demon spirits or evil spirits, unless he used it with the Coin.

But his luck…

Was worse than that of the shadow.

Other items were mostly auxiliary too, with the lighter being the most frequently used, but most of the time, it could only be used for setting fires.

“I need something stronger than the flintlock gun, it doesn’t matter if there are risks—as long as it’s effective,”

After much thought, Du Wei finally said into the phone.

Mrs. Senna asked, puzzled, “Why? You’ve just returned to New York, haven’t you? Are you planning to face off against evil spirits again? That would be too taxing for you.”

Du Wei said indifferently, “Actually, I’m planning to rest for a couple of days. However, as you know, Mrs. Senna, as long as evil spirits exist in this world, I won’t stop my pursuit. I need your help.”

Mrs. Senna’s tone was complex as she said, “Alright, I understand you. You are truly a great person. I’ll help you pick out an item suitable for you. As for the risks, are you sure you don’t mind them?”

Du Wei said calmly, “Of course.”

After finishing, he added, “By the way, I suspect this matter is related to the Veda Sect because when I was on the bus, I encountered an evil spirit created by the Veda Sect. You might want to focus your investigation there; it’s possible that they’re behind the bus incident.”

In Du Wei’s plan, it was hoped that the church would get entangled with Veda Sect’s forces.

Therefore, slinging mud was an inevitable part of the strategy.

Moreover, this was just the start of laying the groundwork. He would soon push the issue onto the Veda Sect, then secretly take a trip to Europe and deal with the Evil Spirit Du Wei once and for all.

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