Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

By the time he disembarked from the plane, it was already evening.

In front of the airport.

About ten Rolls-Royce Phantoms were waiting.

Dozens of black-clad bodyguards surrounded the cold and indifferent Du Wei as he walked out of the airport terminal.

Someone immediately stepped forward to open the car door for him.

After more than six hours.

He had finally disembarked from the plane.

The complexity of feelings Du Wei experienced during that time was indescribable.

He was very cold now.

His aura was chillingly cold, giving off a feeling of complete unapproachability.

Soon.

The vehicles began to move.

Du Wei sat in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed.

In his pocket, the envelope concealed all traces of its aura, and Du Wei's current state instilled innate fear in it, daring not to make a move.

But on the paper, a line of text surfaced.

["The master is clearly a villain, committing all evils, destroying the world, even daring to kill a Demon God, so why did he have such a strong reaction when that woman had an issue?"]

["This doesn't seem like him at all…"]

["Do I not understand him at all?"]

The envelope began to doubt itself.

And in reality.

For Du Wei, his reaction indeed seemed a bit incongruent with the impression he gave off.

From the beginning until now.

He always remained so composed and rational, with barely any fluctuation in his emotions.

The passing of his humanity, aside from his own perception, was virtually imperceptible to others.

The reason for this.

Was simply because Du Wei was such a person, someone to whom forming a close bond with others was difficult.

If it weren't for people like Alex, Tom, and Father Tony, he might still be completely alone now, accompanied only by shadows and the envelope.

His feelings for Alex were quite unique.

That he liked her was certain.

But when it came to love, Alex loved him more than he loved her.

The relationship was unequal.

A woman who loved him in her past life, who gave everything for him, even bestowed her ability of Future Sight upon him.

This life was still entangled and unclear.

Du Wei could tell himself that he lacked the memories of that past, and could deny Minette's existence.

But deep down in his heart, a voice reminded him.

That everything could very well be true.

Only, he hadn't yet unraveled all the mysteries.

At this moment.

Du Wei's phone suddenly rang.

He frowned, took the phone out, and seeing the caller was Tom, fell silent.

The ringtone continued without pause.

The driver, who was driving the car, turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.

Du Wei didn't bother with him.

He just stared at the phone screen for quite a while before finally pressing the answer button.

On the other end of the line.

Tom spoke with palpable confusion, "Buddy, where are you? Why has your phone been unreachable, saying you're out of the service area? Aren't you in New York anymore?"

Then he continued on his own, "Oh, right, I'll be able to trick Emily into bed tonight, just you wait and I'll help you conquer the entire Voodoo Cult."

Hearing this.

Du Wei just hummed in response.

Tom's tone immediately changed on the other end of the phone, "Du Wei? Have you run into some trouble? You don't seem quite right."

"I… I'm fine."

Tom insisted with conviction, "No, something's definitely up with you, I can hear it in your mood, what exactly is going on?"

Du Wei felt complex inside, "I'll take care of it, you don't need to worry about me."

Tom persisted, "You haven't had a heartbreak, have you?"

Du Wei choked up.

He said, "Don't overthink it, it's just that Alex has run into some trouble, and I'm on my way to sort it out."

Tom exclaimed in shock, "Fuck! Your girlfriend got into trouble? Who did it?"

Du Wei clenched his fists and said again, "It's really nothing, I'll take care of it."

"Let's leave it at that for now, I don't want to continue this topic. I'm very tired right now, genuinely exhausted. Can you understand that, Tom?"

Tom said with hesitation, "I'm not you, I don't know how much trouble you're in right now, but I know you well. You always seem so rational, like you can handle anything and everything."

"But right now, you're giving me a bad feeling."

"Brother, if you need help, you must tell me!"

Du Wei smiled, "Okay..."

...

At the Wittebach family home.

In front of the sterile ward.

All the doctors had gone downstairs.

Standing at the door were only Alex's direct relatives, her grandfather, parents.

Everyone's face was extremely gloomy.

Alex was the eldest daughter and she held considerable weight within the family.

Family affection was one aspect.

They were all waiting for Du Wei's return; when medicine couldn't help, they could only put their hopes on the mysterious.

Time ticked away, moment by moment.

Until dusk fell.

The sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Old John, Alex's grandfather, perked up and immediately looked up.

"Du Wei, you're back."

Lawrence and his wife reacted the same way.

At the place they were gazing.

Du Wei nodded expressionlessly and walked to the door of the ward.

He got straight to the point, "Has Alex's condition improved at all?"

Lawrence, his father-in-law, shook his head, "No, and now she's stopped even talking in her sleep. It's like she's become a vegetable."

Du Wei's eyes grew slightly cold as he said in a low voice to everyone else, "I'll go in and take a look first. Don't let anyone disturb me."

With that, he pushed the door to the sterile ward and went in.

Inside the ward.

Alex lay on the hospital bed, wearing a beige nightgown.

She looked healthy, with no sign of illness.

Under Spirit Vision, there was no abnormality to be found either.

Du Wei walked to the bedside and looked down at Alex, who was lying there unconscious.

His gaze was icy cold.

"I am not a doctor."

Du Wei said, "And you have not been targeted by an Evil Spirit."

"The fact that you can be marked by me means you are not actually human."

"Someone prophesied your name should be Minette, and now I understand too, you are her reincarnation."

"That prophecy also said that you would be tainted by the curse of the Demon God."

"I've taken all of that upon myself."

"But do you know, right now I hate so much, damn fate, damn Demon God!"

"Those things disgust me."

Du Wei's voice was soft, but each sentence sent chills down the spine.

He whispered, "Envelope."

Immediately, the Envelope flew out of his pocket.

[Master, your command.]

Without turning back, Du Wei said, "Rewind time for me, show me how she turned into what she is now."

[Ten minutes ago...]

Just as this information appeared on the paper.

Du Wei grabbed the Envelope, "What I need is not the information from ten minutes ago."

[But Master, the Envelope can only go back to ten minutes ago unless its restrictions are lifted, and as you know, that requires the pen from the Dusk Bell...]

[And you... as the Evil Spirit, you're offline now, you alone can't take that pen from Matthew, he won't hand that thing over to you.]