Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

May 25, 6:20 AM, Tuesday, clear.

In New York's Orlando Area, the sun had already risen, and the warm sunshine carried the freshness of the post-rain air, making it extremely refreshing.

A delivery truck slowly pulled into a parking spot.

Du Wei took out the taxi fare from his wallet and handed it to the driver, saying, "Thank you for bringing me back to New York."

The driver was a stout, middle-aged white man. He hesitated for a moment, only took one bill and said, "You gave too much, sir. I was supposed to take you to the North Brook District. I can't take so much money from you."

Du Wei did not insist, "Since it is so, then I wish you a happy life."

The driver smiled and said, "I wish you a happy life too."

...

Stepping on the solid road, Du Wei looked up at the sky.

It was a cloudless sky, and the sun shone brightly.

The torrential rain had stopped completely after one night, and according to the latest weather forecast, there would be a long stretch of clear and sunny weather.

That meant the next appearance of the bus would be a long time away.

"This night has indeed been long..."

Du Wei said softly, his current state was not good.

There was fatigue, as well as the reasons for the loss of humanity.

Having dealt with the nun and weakened the curse, he could finally relax his nerves, but this brought with it several latent dangers.

Firstly, the curse might revive over time.

The Evil Spirits at home were also like huge landmines buried, although they would not explode for the time being, they constantly reminded Du Wei that there were many things he still had to do.

Suddenly...

Du Wei's complexion turned exceedingly awful, hunched over with a strong sense of nausea.

The Right Hand underwent uncontrollable Evil Spirit Transformation, a chilling sensation appeared stealthily, but the next second returned to normal.

The random passersby on the street did not notice the changes in him, but someone came over and asked with concern.

"Hey... sir, you look very unwell. Do you need help?"

"Thank you... but I'm fine."

Du Wei lifted his head and glanced at the other person—it was a fair-haired young man with a few pimples on his face, giving off an impression of a college student fresh out of school.

He tried to make a friendly smile, but his face was full of indifference, making the other person somewhat awkward.

"Alright, sir, if you're feeling very uncomfortable, there's a private clinic nearby, you might want to consult them."

"Okay..."

After speaking, Du Wei endured the discomfort and hurried away.

The impact of Evil Spirit Transformation had begun to manifest in him.

Previously, to fight against the nun, Du Wei had been accelerating the process of Evil Spirit Transformation.

Where there were Evil Spirits, he would go.

The result was a complete Evil Spirit Transformation of his entire right hand, which helped him a lot.

However, it also made him lose some of his humanity, and his body began to show abnormalities.

The horror of Evil Spirits led to despair, while Evil Spirit Transformation was a process of gradually approaching despair.

"Perhaps, I should find a way to get some information about hunters."

Du Wei thought as he walked, sorting out his next targets.

With things having come this far, his overt identity as an Exorcist, as well as the situation at home, had become inseparable from Spirit Vision and Evil Spirit Transformation.

After coming into contact with the abnormal, the world had split in two—one side was peaceful and safe, the other was riddled with anomalies.

To escape this situation, he would have to give up on the idea of living.

And if he wanted to live, he had to continue down this path.

Just like that saying.

"Only an Evil Spirit can counter an Evil Spirit... but that which is not human does not mean it is not me."

Du Wei closed his eyes and murmured, "The Church should know how to avoid this situation..."

He set two long-term goals for himself.

First, to collect information on hunters.

Second, to make contact with the Church without exposing his hunter identity and resolve the physical effects caused by the Evil Spirit Transformation.

As for the issue of losing his humanity, he needed an anchor point.

At that moment.

Du Wei's phone started ringing, the contact displayed was Father Tony.

After pressing the answer button, a familiar voice came through, "Mr. Du Wei, where are you now? Are you alright?"

After thinking for a bit, Du Wei replied, "I've just arrived in New York, how are things on your end?"

Even though their relationship was good and they worked closely together, he didn't immediately reveal his exact location.

Best to take it slow for now.

On the other end of the phone, Father Tony didn't think much of it, "Things are pretty much wrapped up here, but James and the others got a bit hurt, Harry has been taken to the Church's private hospital for treatment."

Du Wei was a bit confused, "What happened to him?"

Father Tony sighed, "He's temporarily blind. He saw the eyes of that head, but he should recover."

Du Wei fell silent for a moment and then said, "I hope he's okay. What about James and the others?"
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Father Tony answered, "They are not seriously injured, but they can't stay in New York anymore. There's been an issue in Massas, and they are pulling people over."

Du Wei asked curiously, "Massas?"

"Yes, but you've just joined the Church, you don't need to go to such places. We'll talk in detail when you come to the church. Be prepared, you might become the one responsible for Evil Spirit incidents in New York."

"...Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Du Wei intended to put his phone in his pocket and hail a cab back to North Brook District, but he stopped.

He opened his contacts list, and his gaze lingered on Alex's name for a while.

Hmm...

From the time he got out of the car until now, he had not sent a single message to Alex.

After all, it was late at night, and disturbing someone's sleep was not a good idea.

So, he thought for a moment and composed a message.

[I'm back]

...

Meanwhile.

In Furman District.

At Alex's home.

Alex had just fallen asleep not long ago when the vibration of her phone suddenly woke her up.

She forced her azure eyes open, the whites suffused with blood vessels, looking somewhat haggard.

"Ah... damn it, who's texting me at this time... I've had less than four hours of sleep combined in the past two days."

After complaining, as soon as Alex saw the message notification from Du Wei, her expression became complicated.

There was undeniable joy but also anger, resentment, and intense annoyance!

Ever since she received that message from Du Wei on the weekend night, she was full of worries and had insomnia for two days straight.

She didn't know where Du Wei had gone or if he had run into any trouble.

Even Alex couldn't help but report to the police. However, for some reason, the officer named Tom, who took the report, did not follow up, making her worry to death.

She took a deep breath, glanced at the content of the message, and then she felt even more annoyed.

Because it was indeed very short, just one sentence: I'm back.