Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

It was still the afternoon. In the mountain range where the Wittbach family resided, castles rose with blue flags emblazoned with the family crest. Today, was the day when the young mistress of the Wittbach family and the future son-in-law of the family were coming home. Everyone took this very seriously. From Alex's grandfather to her father-in-law Lawrence, along with all the other relatives from collateral branches, not a single person was absent. Even those who were in other countries had returned in advance. It was an enthusiastic welcome ceremony, yet it was also very subtle. For along the way, Du Wei did not recognize the buildings designed by top architects, the designed statues, the exotic plants, the flowers, not even the famous paintings or antiques inside the castles. Though he did not understand, he wasn't surprised. After all, these things held little value for him at the moment. He preferred items related to the Evil Spirit, like dice and other special artifacts. Inside the castle's grand hall, Luxurious carpets covered the floors, the dining table was laden with fine wines and gourmet dishes, and dozens of servants stood on both sides waiting, led by the old butler Fuller. The old master sat at the head, and down from his left were the couple Lawrence, Frobin, and other relatives of the collateral branches. While Du Wei and Alex sat on the Right Hand side of the old master. From this, it was evident that Alex's standing within the Wittbach family was very high, at the very least she was highly regarded in her grandfather's eyes. However, the old master's attitude towards Du Wei wasn't so enthusiastic. In fact, it was somewhat indifferent. The Wittbach family had developed for far too long. The old master was the head of this generation, his name was Johann K. Wittbach. As the head of the family. Old John had experienced much in his life, the economic depression, the western expansion, economic collapse and rebuilding, he had even been to battlefields when he was young. Thus, he believed his judgment of people was very accurate. While observing Du Wei, who was affable and amicable, Old John pondered silently, "They all say my granddaughter's future husband is a 'saint', though it sounds quite false, this man indeed does not seem to be pretending." "If not crafty and cunning, then he can only serve as a symbol of the family's foundation." Thinking this, Old John couldn't help but feel irritated. He was the head of the family, he needed to consider the family's welfare, but he was also Alex's grandfather, and he wanted his granddaughter to marry a more outstanding man. Otherwise, in the Wittbach family, she would surely be bullied. One must know that the Wittbach family was simply too large, with many people holding a portion of the inheritance rights and enjoying the family dividends. Although the next family head was Alex's father, when her father got old, it was inevitable that others would harbor their own little schemes. Most importantly, there were some secrets he must tell Du Wei. "Perhaps, I should give him a hint," Old John thought, and inadvertently, the look he gave Du Wei also carried a touch of Strangeness. Unfortunately… This touch of Strangeness was caught by Du Wei. He casually observed the people around him and wiped his mouth with a wet napkin. The moment he arrived here, he felt something was off. It wasn't because his Spirit Vision detected anything unusual. Rather, he could feel that some people's gazes were filled with an extremely repressed Strangeness. There was scrutiny as well as curiosity. The old master was no exception. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Is this the undercurrent within a large family? Beneath the face of each person lies their own dark side." "But this doesn't make any sense." By now, Du Wei had already sorted out the information within the Wittbach family. The current family head was his girlfriend's grandfather, the next would be his father-in-law, and after that, it would either be his girlfriend or his progeny. Being a hunter himself, he could easily suppress any internal strife within the big family, whether it was overt or covert. It was just too comfortable. However... Du Wei turned his gaze towards Frobin sitting in the back, this cousin who kept calling him brother-in-law was now behaving very honestly and demurely. His manners and conduct were impeccable. Interestingly, at this moment, Frobin also lifted his head, wiped his mouth with a wet wipe, and exchanged a meaningful glance with Du Wei. Then he casually looked away. A cousin who claimed to have studied psychology. One was a coroner masquerading as a psychologist brother-in-law. In that moment, the two of them had some indescribable interaction. A thought crossed Du Wei's mind, "He'll probably seek me out in private." A thought crossed Frobin's mind as well, "I wonder if this brother-in-law has noticed that I lied, maybe I should have a chat with him." Soon, the dinner came to an end. The welcome ceremony continued, and the members of the Wittbach family began their cocktail party, some long-absent collateral relatives starting to interact. Alex was also talking about women's topics with her mother. In a corner. Du Wei and his father-in-law Lawrence sat on a sofa, enveloped in smoke. Yes, they were smoking. Lawrence was the first to speak, "How do you find the environment of the Witt Bach family, are you getting used to it?"" Du Wei replied, "All things considered, it's not bad, and it's not as complex as I thought." Lawrence looked at Du Wei intently, "The more complex issues, I and others have already taken care for you, as the son-in-law of the Wittbach family, we must protect you." Du Wei nodded, "I understand, by the way, I would like to see the stele during this visit, could you find the time to show it to me?" Lawrence didn't refuse, "Of course, but today there's a heavy fog in the mountains, it's not very suitable, I'll take you tomorrow." Du Wei raised his eyebrows, "The stele is here?" The Wittbach family resided in the mountains, and today, coincidentally, there was a heavy fog. Lawrence nodded, "Yes, that thing is quite important, so I placed it in the mountain, practically hollowing out a whole mountain for it, you'll see when you get there." As they were talking, Alex's grandfather, Old John also came over. Leaning on his cane, he glanced at Lawrence, then turned to Du Wei and said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you." "Okay." Du Wei stubbed out his cigarette, got up, and followed. Lawrence, meanwhile, revealed a thoughtful smile. He leaned back in the sofa, indulging in the smoke, his eyes slightly hazy. "I wonder if father plans to tell him that secret." "But it seems my son-in-law already has some connections with the Vanity Sect." ... At the top floor of the castle. Fog enveloped the surroundings. Looking around, apart from some lights, most of the castle was shrouded in darkness. Old John stood at the edge of the castle, leaning on his cane, tapped the ground, and spoke in a deep voice, "Du Wei, do you like money?"