Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

It was late at night. Du Wei and Alex were sleeping together. The room was spacious and luxuriously decorated. The mattress beneath them was soft, exuding comfort at every turn. The faint moonlight streamed through the window, casting Alex's face in an even more indistinct beauty, adorned with a unique allure. It seemed that in every couple, the woman liked to rest her head on the man's shoulder. As their breathing gradually settled into silence. Du Wei slowly opened his eyes, his black pupils reflecting the sleeping Alex, his gaze calm but betraying a special complexity. He had entered the Spirit Vision state. In the past, his Spirit Vision had been no different from that of any other hunters. But now it was somewhat different. He could see more things, and they were much clearer. Hmm... Du Wei was preparing to investigate the secrets hidden within his girlfriend's body. Although they spent every day together, and he was acutely aware of every physical detail of her body, even down to her proportions. But the more he learned about the Wittebach family, the more Du Wei felt that there were definitely some secrets about Alex she herself was unaware of. The so-called "chosen one of prophecy." Why her and not someone else... However, under the Spirit Vision state, Du Wei didn't see any problems... Her figure was still as good as ever. "Could it be that there's something I've overlooked..." Du Wei silently pondered in his heart, and at the same time squinted his eyes, silently entering into Evil Spirit Transformation. He deeply suppressed that cold breath. On his right hand, a black pattern of a mask emerged. It was terrifying and eerie. The light within the room seemed as if it had been erased, becoming incredibly dark. In the darkness. Nothing could be seen. Du Wei looked coldly at his girlfriend and placed his hand on her forehead. That strange aura was far too piercing, causing the sleeping Alex to frown and involuntarily turn over. But that was enough. When Du Wei retracted his hand, puzzlement was written all over his face. "Is there really no problem, or have I not found the right method?" Besides determining that his girlfriend seemed about to get her period, everything else was normal. But Du Wei still refused to give up. He thought for a moment, then extended and relaxed his right hand again, the mask pattern gradually faded away, replaced by what looked like the image of pointers. The mask represented the powers of Evil Spirit Du Wei. The pointers represented Du Wei's own Marking Ability. "It's possible that Wittebach's people truly can't be harmed by Evil Spirits, but that may not be the case for Alex." Du Wei's gaze was cold as he recalled the first time he had the ability to see visions of future deaths. At that time. He alighted from the bus for the first time, missed his date with Alex, and upon meeting her again, he saw a vision of Alex's death. It was the only time he saw someone else's death vision; all others were related to himself. In the death vision, Alex ultimately perished at the hands of a shadowy figure. But after he had given her some Holy Water and other items, and considering the shadowy figure had been following him, the vision had never been validated. Luck is an unpredictable thing. The future is always subject to change. This made Du Wei think of his Coin and the wish-granting Joker Card. "She won't be killed by an Evil Spirit, could it be reflected in her luck?" Du Wei's brow furrowed slightly as he thought to himself, "But if I had never appeared in this world, Alex would have no such thing as luck. She would definitely be killed by the shadow or become the target of the Antique Clock." While he was thinking, the design of a pointer on the back of his hand suddenly emitted a trace of icy chill. At once, his eyes changed. "I can mark her…" Du Wei was stunned, his breathing becoming rapid. He looked at the sleeping Alex, then at his own right hand, feeling utterly shaken at this moment. Why is this happening? Can I mark her? I can actually mark her! … Few people in this world could remain as calm and rational at all times as Du Wei. Similarly, few could understand him. Think what he thought, see what he saw. He was always alone. This loneliness, even he couldn't understand it; the environment can shape a person's character and perception, as well as twist someone's will and soul. Fate made him bear too much inhuman pain that the ones which often accompanied him were those non-human beings. Like the Envelope… This place was the top of the highest castle of the Wittebach family. The time was a little past 3 a.m. Silent and soundless, the living slept, while the dead lay asleep forever. Du Wei sat on the castle wall in his overcoat, expressionless, feet dangling a dozen meters above the solid ground, now completely shrouded in mist, resembling the abyss. Around him floated many strange items. Coins, flintlock guns, masks, lighters, oil paintings, maps, dice, two Joker Cards… The shadow was still standing behind Du Wei, its eyes full of bloodshot lines brimming with confusion. And the Envelope kept revealing words continuously. "Great Master, do you have any comment on the exposition of the Envelope? You seem to look a little pale, do you dislike this sad tune?" "If that's the case, then let the Envelope change its rhetoric to cheer you up." "Ah… Great Master, you are the King of Evil Spirits, you are the ruler who will destroy the world, you have the most loyal and resourceful Evil Spirit Envelope under your command, as well as some insignificant Joker Cards, mere coins, dice." "But you are also merciful, even tolerating Evil Spirit scum like the shadow, a degenerate and rubbish existence, you bring the Envelope to tears." "How about we go and destroy the world? That is what you should be doing!" The Envelope had just revealed the last sentence. Du Wei turned his head and stared at the Envelope with an expressionless face. His eyes were pitch-black, emitting a chilling and terrifying coldness. Then he stood up and stepped one by one towards the Envelope, his demeanor cold yet elegant, each stride impeccably even. As if he was a noble gentleman from the Middle Ages. At that moment, all the objects floating around him plummeted a notch. The Evil Spirits hiding among them all surfaced. Scythes, skulls, a Headless Priest… They followed Du Wei's footsteps closely, with eyes full of malice, all fixated on the Envelope. The shadow followed as usual, dual-wielding daggers, as if it was Du Wei's own shadow trailing behind him. The Envelope was terrified. It had never seen Du Wei like this, even more unpredictable than when he was an Evil Spirit, like a silent volcano, ready to erupt at any moment. "Master… The Envelope understands that you are in a bad mood right now, because you found out your girlfriend might not be human, but think about it, you have been with her for so long, actually, you are in a no-lose situation…" "And besides, there's no direct evidence showing your girlfriend isn't human, why don't we kill the shadow to calm down?" Du Wei's aura grew even colder. The lighter floating on the side automatically spurted out a red flame, magical, shooting straight out and tightly surrounding the Envelope. Du Wei lowered his head, looking down at the Envelope: "Your usefulness to me is becoming increasingly insignificant, and I do not need waste!" "Your ability only lets me know things that happened ten minutes ago, because you have a limitation." "Tell me, how to remove this limitation, or I'll tear you apart right now."