Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The same afternoon.

After Du Wei had installed the mirror in his bathroom at home, he tidied up and went to Alex's house.

He planned to give his girlfriend a preemptive explanation before heading to Scolyn City, so he wouldn't get scolded later.

After all, when they were in St. Bodia the day before yesterday, he had promised Alex that he would absolutely not take any risks with his safety again.

Well... he needed to tell a simple lie.

...

Soon.

He arrived at Furman District.

Before entering the district, Du Wei had already noticed many unfamiliar faces around the neighborhood.

He watched those people, who nodded slightly at him in acknowledgement—it was clear they were underlings sent by Tom.

Their actions were swift.

At times, Du Wei's good friend Tom was reliable and didn't let him down at critical moments.

Tom had been saved by Du Wei, and Tom had helped Du Wei in return.

It was about human feelings, as well as the bonds of human relationships.

Standing at the doorstep of Alex's house.

Just as Du Wei was about to enter, the door swung open, and Alex stepped out carrying a trash bag, looking somewhat surprised.

"Eh, baby, why are you here?"

"Of course, I missed you, so I came over,"

Du Wei said with a smile, his tone much gentler than usual.

This significantly brightened Alex's mood, which had been dampened by her cooking failure, and she huffed, "That doesn't sound like you. Usually, if I don't call you, you wouldn't think of coming over to my place at all."

Du Wei responded with a laugh, "I admit I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a boyfriend before, but I will definitely change that in the future."

Alex tossed the trash bag filled with failed dishes into the bin and gave Du Wei a peculiar look.

"Baby, are you running a fever?"

She approached him to touch his forehead, but it wasn't hot at all.

Du Wei asked awkwardly, "Why do you say that?"

Alex clicked her tongue in wonder, "Do you know how I picture you in my mind?"

Du Wei was curious, "Please tell me."

Alex rolled her eyes, "You're a typical 'straight man of steel.' You tease me however you want, and on the rare occasions you're romantic, it feels like I'm dreaming."

She was telling the truth, but it made Du Wei uncomfortable...

He secretly thought: There's no way a psychologist like himself, could be described as a 'straight man of steel' without any sense of romance.

Thus.

Du Wei said, "I think you have a prejudice against me."

Alex couldn't help but laugh, "So when you gave me 999 lipsticks, you thought that was romantic? Oh, I'm wrong, I remember you saying they were practical, right?"

Du Wei coughed and said, "Isn't that the case?"

Alex retorted, "Do you even know about lipstick shades? Different lip colors match different lipsticks, and most importantly, lipsticks have an expiration date. One lipstick can last about a year, so 999 lipsticks, even if they don't expire, would last me for a thousand years."

"If you're going to give a gift, it would be better to give one lipstick a month. It might sound boring, but it's at least more thoughtful than giving so many at once..."

Du Wei looked thoughtful, nodding in strong agreement, "What you're saying makes a lot of sense."

Seeing her boyfriend persuaded, Alex smiled and asked, "So, baby, have you thought of a new gift? This is something you promised to give me."

Her words carried a teasing tone.

Du Wei cleared his throat and continued, "Well, I've been thinking about it a lot today and decided to give you a very special gift, but it will take some time to prepare."

Alex was incredibly surprised.

A very special gift that needed time to prepare—how much money would that cost?

She knew her boyfriend's savings like the back of her hand.

Therefore, she immediately said, "Never mind, don't waste money. If you have to prepare an expensive gift, just use my bank card."

Although Alex liked receiving gifts prepared by Du Wei, she didn't want him to spend too much money. Discover exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire

She too enjoyed her double standards.

Du Wei smiled and said, "Don't worry, It certainly won't cost much. But I promise you, the gift I'm preparing for you will be thoughtful. It just needs a bit of time."

His tone was very serious.

Alex couldn't help but believe him and started looking forward to it.

Her azure eyes were like water, full of affection as she gazed at Du Wei and asked with a smile, "Then dear Mr. Du Wei, how long do you think it will take you to prepare this gift?"

Du Wei blinked, "Probably a day."

Taking a trip to Scolyn City and dealing with Hannibal along with the Evil Spirit Du Wei would be enough to go there and back in a day.

The most important thing was that he had already looked up the information; Scolyn City was known for its flower markets, and at this season, the fields were filled with a wide variety of wild flowers.

Picking one of each kind, there should be no woman who would refuse, right?

...

8:00 PM sharp.

Du Wei rubbed his somewhat sore back and drove away from the Furman District.

"Women are really hard to deal with."

His voice was a bit hollow.

After spending half the day basking in the warmth with Alex, Du Wei also sorted out his emotions and returned to a state of calm rationality.

Next.

He was going to the abandoned town in Scolyn City, to find the even more dangerous Mirror Evil Spirit, and take it out while the Evil Spirit Du Wei was still assimilating the Joker Card.

It was very dangerous.

Because the best way to deal with Evil Spirit Du Wei was to use the face-swapping mechanism to separate it from his body and turn it back into the Masked Evil Spirit.

This required a prerequisite, which was that he had already been controlled by Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Therefore, external force was needed.

"If the Mirror Evil Spirit is strong enough, it can momentarily confront Evil Spirit Du Wei."

"I had left a fallback in the memories of Evil Spirit Du Wei, but after the memory synchronization, that fallback became useless."

As he spoke, Du Wei glanced at the backpack placed on the front passenger seat.

Inside, there were two masks, a Joker Card, and other special items; as for Pennywise, he had left it at home.

"Pennywise, Black Shadows, Mirror Evil Spirit, and even Hannibal after his death will become an Evil Spirit."

"Four Evil Spirits should be enough to create a balance with Evil Spirit Du Wei."

"So, I need a bit of luck."

Having thought of everything he could, if this would still not solve the Evil Spirit Du Wei's issue, Du Wei might only have to try the last method.

To wear that ring inscribed with 'val...' again.

To let the curse erupt on the spot.

Thinking this.

Du Wei took a deep breath, his eyes becoming exceedingly calm.

He knew just how dangerous the task before him was—any small mistake could result in death, but he had no way out.

...

Ten minutes later.

At the psychological counseling clinic.

Du Wei, holding a red balloon, walked down from the second floor.

On the coffee table, there were many small and fragmented items.

There was a Black Umbrella, two masks, a Joker Card, a Holy Nail in a slender box, along with a lighter, Coin, and Dagger.

Then, Du Wei put the red balloon into his backpack, looking down at the balloon, inside which a blurry figure of a Clown could be seen.

"You're recovering too slowly, but that's okay, I'm here to help you."

After doing all this.

Du Wei unbuttoned his overcoat and placed all the items one by one into the appropriate spots.

Finally, he took out his phone and dialed Hannibal's number.

"Do you want to play a game?"