Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

June 6, 2:09 pm.

After having dinner at Alex's place, Du Wei set off for the church.

Half a day of leisure was precious to him.

Driving along the streets of the North Brook District.

In the cab, Du Wei honked the horn, urging the vehicle ahead to move faster.

He looked slightly absent-minded, watching the pedestrians and this peaceful scene, he was struck by a feeling as if he was in another world.
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"Since May 14, it seems I haven't had the chance to experience the life of a normal person."

As Du Wei said this, he suddenly felt the urge to smoke.

But as soon as he took out his cigarette and lighter, he remembered that this lighter only worked when the Evil Spirit appeared.

So, he immediately underwent Evil Spirit Transformation.

With a pop.

He pressed down on the lighter, a crimson flame lit the cigarette, and a faint trail of smoke was carried out of the car window as he drove.

"I need to adjust my mindset, being on edge all the time will eventually take a toll on my psyche."

As Du Wei said this, he floored the accelerator, and the speed of the car surged instantly.

...

Ten minutes later.

At the entrance of the North Brook District church.

As soon as Du Wei parked his car, he happened to see Father Tony struggling to tote a small iron box into the church.

"Hey, Mr. Du Wei, you're just in time, I just received something sent by the church."

Father Tony spotted the McLaren GT and immediately recognized that it was Du Wei, he greeted him and put the box down temporarily, as it seemed quite heavy.

Du Wei stepped out of the car, smiling, and said, "I just left my girlfriend's place, so I thought I'd drop by and check on things."

While speaking, he glanced at the iron box, about thirty centimeters long with a thickness of around ten centimeters, its surface painted black, but some parts were peeling off, revealing the exorcism patterns engraved beneath.

Compared to before, Du Wei was no longer the novice Exorcist; his experience was ample, and he was very familiar with some of the Exorcist's techniques.

Although these techniques were not much of use after he became a hunter, they could still come in handy at times.

Like now, for instance.

"This box, is it for confining a medium for Evil Spirits?"

Du Wei asked puzzled, "So, the thing the church is giving me is an Evil Spirit?"

Father Tony wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Almost, let's go inside and talk about it. In any case, this thing is very special; it's somewhat similar to that Joker Card you had before, but it might not be as useful."

While talking, he waved at Du Wei to indicate that it was not convenient to talk here.

Du Wei nodded indifferently and casually took the iron box from Father Tony's hands.

It felt slightly heavy, weighing around 15 kilograms.

This only made him more curious, wondering if the box could contain something similar to James's Flintlock Gun.

After synchronizing with the Evil Spirit's memory, Du Wei also gained knowledge about James and felt quite envious of that Flintlock Gun.

Shortly.

Du Wei and Father Tony arrived at the church's reception room.

Thump...

A dull sound echoed as Du Wei placed the iron box on the ground.

Seeing this, Father Tony yawned and said, "You can open it up and take a look yourself, I'm going to pour myself a cup of coffee. Would you like some?"

Du Wei glanced at him, frowning, "You don't seem well-rested, are you alright?"

Father Tony answered awkwardly, "Yesterday, Officer Tom asked me out for a social engagement, so I got back a little late."

Uh...

Du Wei didn't know what to say, "Never mind, go make some coffee, and pour me a cup while you're at it."

Father Tony asked in surprise, "Did you also go out for social engagements last night?"

He remembered that after dinner, it was 8 p.m., and Du Wei should have been home by then.

Du Wei's mouth twitched, "I just didn't have a good rest."

Father Tony uttered an "oh," his old face turning red as he hastily left.

On the spot.

Du Wei sighed helplessly, thinking it would have been better if he had not introduced Tom to Father Tony.

At their age, if something mischievous happened, just the thought of it seemed excessive.

The main thing was, how did Tom manage to take a priest to the Red Light District?

In a sense, this was equivalent to destroying a person's faith...

"Terrifying."

Du Wei shook his head and stopped thinking about those messy things. He felt around on the iron box and found the secret latches on both sides.

A gentle press.

And he heard a faint click.

The box automatically opened.

However, what surprised him was that inside the box lay a coin with a diameter of three centimeters, bearing a relief of a skull on the front and a scythe on the back, along with a carved shape of dripping blood.

A box meant to imprison an Evil Spirit contained only a coin.

Something definitely seemed off.

It seemed a bit like overkill...

What puzzled Du Wei the most was that the coin was clearly made of silver and very old, but the style of relief did not bear any familiar feeling.

In other words, it must have been made by either an obscure nation or a private workshop.

Du Wei held the silver coin in his hand, running his palm over it, feeling the faint chill as he directly entered into Spirit Vision mode.

Nothing unusual...

It seemed like just an ordinary coin, with no even collectible value.

At that moment.

Father Tony came in holding two cups of coffee and seeing Du Wei examining the silver coin, said, "Mrs. Senna told me that this coin is a spoils of war from when the Church's Crusades eradicated a Heretical Religion last century."

Du Wei nodded, took a sip of coffee, and asked, "You said earlier that it was somewhat similar to my Joker Card. Is it because of the mechanism in it?"

Father Tony answered, "Yes, after the coin came into the possession of the Church, for a long time, no one knew what it was for."

"Later, someone tossed it by chance and discovered its secret."

"The front represents good luck, while the back represents misfortune."

"Flipping the coin is how its mechanism works."

Hearing this, Du Wei couldn't help but frown. No wonder Father Tony said it wasn't as useful as the Joker Card. Such a mechanism based on chance left no room for other options.

Flip the coin, and you're either lucky, or you're jinxed.

In the process of exorcism, if it was the front side it might be okay, but if it was the back, it would definitely be trouble.

Still, there was something quite perfect about it...

However, Du Wei knew deeply that, like the Joker Card, there couldn't be anything perfect about it; there had to be some catch.

So he asked, "What's the cost of using the coin?"