Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Things related to Evil Spirits, or bizarre abilities, are all conceptual.

Murder by Evil Spirits is no different.

For example, the gaze of the Black Shadow, when it locks onto someone, that person becomes its target.

The same goes for Alvin Dowqui's door ability.

Within Philo Town.

Du Wei stood in the rain, silently looking at the corpse beside him.

Inside the corpse was a door.

Once open, it could imprison Evil Spirits.

It was equivalent to a cage, or rather, a prison.

And what Du Wei wanted now was to harvest this door, to take it home and nurture it, so if one day the number of imprisoned Evil Spirits grew large enough, whether he would use the Mark's ability or simply open the door.

He would be able to summon a Legion of Evil Spirits in a short period.

Such an idea was exceptionally dangerous, absurd, and audacious.

But this wasn't Du Wei's first time engaging in such matters.

Just like the Envelope stubbornly believed that its Devil Master was the King of Evil Spirits.

From the beginning to now, the things Du Wei had been doing seemed indeed to be moving in that direction.

Well… moving in a somewhat strange way.

Looking at Alvin Dowqui's corpse.

Du Wei couldn't help but feel a headache coming on, "Extracting the door isn't very difficult, I've done two similar things before, but I need to think about how to hide it well."

Previously, the first Masked Evil Spirit he had created, the one who was the Bald Man, used a face-swapping mechanism.

Of course, at the time Du Wei was weak and not so experienced, so it could be considered more like a fluke.

Later, when he gave Brother Shadow a new face and turned it into a new Masked Evil Spirit, he became much more proficient.

Now, doing something similar wouldn't be too difficult.

However, Du Wei couldn't possibly keep the door on himself, and the corpse still had to be returned to the Church.

"I need a little help."

Du Wei's voice sounded somewhat unusual, and he couldn't help feeling relieved that he had many fiercely loyal subordinates.

So.

He whispered softly, "Brother Shadow…"

The next second.

The shadow behind him trembled slightly, and then in the shadow of the head area, a pair of bloodshot eyes opened fiercely, cold and malicious.

Brother Shadow was online.

But it was in a weakened state; previously, in the fight with Matthew, it was severely glared at; already injured, Brother Shadow was now in an even worse condition.

And the Dagger that Du Wei had casually taken after turning into Evil Spirit Du Wei had also returned to Brother Shadow's hands.

Now he was wielding them both.

Brother Shadow stood behind Du Wei but at a distance farther away than before.

It had long possessed intelligence and could obviously sense that its master was preparing to make it carry something strange again.

Du Wei, seeing Brother Shadow's miserable state, couldn't help but sigh, "I know you've gained wisdom, and following me all this time, you've suffered a lot."

Brother Shadow trembled slightly, as if touched.

An Envelope poked its head out quietly from the pocket, feeling intensely jealous.

[Damn it, why is Master so good to Brother Shadow, am I not loyal enough?]

[Brother Shadow obviously hasn't even signed an Indenture Contract.]

At that moment, Du Wei said to Brother Shadow, "It's a pity there haven't been any Cultists wanting to kill me recently, otherwise I could let you out to regain some strength. But don't worry, my intuition tells me there will be in the future."

"And this time, I'm going to stuff a door inside you, and after I return to New York, I'll help you take it out."

The reason for the differential treatment of Brother Shadow.

Was because as long as there were enough enemies, Brother Shadow could constantly enhance its strength.

And now the reason Du Wei was speaking words so out of character just wanted to test if Brother Shadow could understand.

If it could understand, it meant Brother Shadow's intelligence was already very high.

That being the case, I had to find a way to make Brother Shadow a bit more foolish.

I didn't need a truly intelligent subordinate Evil Spirit.

Because that would mean it was uncontrollable.

Fortunately,

Brother Shadow's intelligence was not that high; it could only simply seek benefits and avoid harm, so it stared blankly at Du Wei, completely unaware that it had missed a chance to become foolish.

As for the envelope...

It was still jealous...

Seeing this, Du Wei's expression gradually returned to its usual indifference.

Then, he reached out to snatch a dagger from Brother Shadow's hand and turned to walk toward the body of Alvin Dowqui.

...

The next day, early morning...

About ten black sedans arrived at Philo Town.

The body of Alvin Dowqui, now in a body bag, was being transported to the church.

In the leading car,

Du Wei was sitting alone in the back seat, while an Exorcist was at the wheel.

While driving, the Exorcist respectfully said, "Lord Duwei, we will arrive in St. Bodia by noon. You have been busy all night and can take this opportunity to rest."

Du Wei responded indifferently, "Very well. Remember to notify me when we are about to arrive."

The other said, "Of course."

Afterwards, Du Wei leaned against the back seat and slowly closed his eyes.

He indeed needed a good rest.

After all, the events of the previous night had drained him of too much energy.

The most important thing was...

Mercer of the Vanity Sect had made contact with him.

What was most terrifying about the Evil Spirit Du Wei was not just its power but more so the enhancement brought by personality memory.

Its wisdom was no less than Du Wei's.

But what power brought to it was a difference in the way of handling things.

James had made contact with it; just a short few minutes and yet he was deeply influenced.

Even if it had not been for Ryan's influence, he would have already become a replacement.

To this day, the connection between James and Du Wei had not recovered.

It's hard to say whether it was a blessing in disguise or if the outcome was worse.

But after Du Wei turned into the Evil Spirit Du Wei, he made contact with Mercer before leaving, and some incomprehensible seeds had already been planted.

After closing his eyes,

Du Wei could feel that, far from himself, there was a being related to him whose mental state had stabilized.

He knew that it was Mercer.

"It seems the Vanity Sect can somehow extract the influence of the blood water, allowing him to return to his former self."

"This is going to be tricky..."

"One instance of influence still isn't enough to make a mentally stable hunter become my replacement and figurehead; he will certainly notice the change."

"I need to find another opportunity to make contact with him again. I must find a chance to visit the Ustengrav Mountains—there's a balance there."

Currently, I'm not powerful enough to confront the entire Vanity Church head-on, but a lack of strength can be compensated for by other means.

Both friends and foes are hidden in the shadows; no one knows who the other is.

And just at that moment, suddenly, the phone rang.

Du Wei frowned slightly and immediately opened his eyes.

The caller ID showed it was my brother-in-law, the future Cult Leader Frobin.

After hesitating for a moment, I still pressed the answer button.

But the voice that came through the phone instantly darkened Du Wei's expression.

"Brother-in-law, are you currently in Europe? Our Cult organization people say they've seen someone exactly like you over there. No, an Evil Spirit..."