Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

At the top of the castle. Du Wei looked at Old John and asked, "The Wittebach family, what exactly was the pact they made with that man?" That had kept the family free from Evil Spirit attacks for centuries. Such an ability was utterly beyond Du Wei's reach. It was likely something akin to the Blood of Jesus. However, according to Old John, that thing was under the ground of Massas City, thousands of kilometers away from where the Wittebach family resided. At such a great distance, it was impossible to be effective. And after hearing Du Wei's words, Old John pondered for a while before frowning and saying, "What if I told you that I don't know the specifics of the pact either, would you believe me?" Du Wei asked with confusion, "The pact is so important to the Wittebach family, isn't there any written record of it?" Old John shook his head and said, "No, because half of that pact lies with that man, and the other half is with something underneath Massas City. He wants us to protect that thing better." "Moreover, he doesn't want any sect or organization to know about it." "But about the pact, he left one sentence." Du Wei asked, "What sentence?" Old John replied, "The heartless nature of time is that it makes you live through to the truth yet offers you no compensation." It sounded like the despairing sigh of someone who had guarded a secret alone for many years, only to find out in the end that it all lost its meaning. After saying this, Old John turned and left. Only Du Wei stood in place, silently watching the darkness in the distance. The man who had made the pact with the Wittebach family was firstly the creator of the two masks Du Wei successively acquired, and then the owner of the items sealed with Demon Spirit curses in the Antique Clock. He could even leave prophecies, speaking of events that would happen hundreds of years later. If it hadn't been for Du Wei's arrival, making the Antique Clocks choose him, the prophecy would have certainly come true. The man's power was unprecedented. What kind of outcome could have led him to utter such a profoundly disappointed and hopeless statement? "And Alex..." Du Wei took a deep breath, took a cigarette out of his pocket, and silently lit it and began to smoke. As the smoke wafted sparsely. His thoughts also continued to roam. Alex definitely had secrets, it's just that she herself didn't know, the Wittebach family was also unaware, only the people of the Vanity Sect were clear. It might be related to the creator of the masks. "The Church has an undercover agent within the Vanity Sect, but even Alvin Dowqui is not aware of this person; even though I have now joined them, it's impossible for me to know who that person really is." "He is in the shadows, I am in the light." "This is a protective mechanism, but if I want to connect more deeply with the Vanity Sect and understand those secrets, maybe I need a disguise." As he said this, Du Wei also had a plan in mind. It was necessary for Mercer to die. Because this person harbored intense malice against him and refused to speak the truth. There was also an absolute contradiction that had formed invisibly between them. "I can use the kind of power that belongs to Evil Spirit Du Wei. As long as I come into contact with him, I can slowly influence him, until I make him into my disguise..." Du Wei had no intention of joining the Vanity Sect; he had an innate wariness of this ancient and long-standing organization. Thirteen masks, each housing the presence of a Demon Spirit. These Demon Spirits are as formidable as Strangeness, even if Du Wei continued to lie low, recovering to the peak battle power of Evil Spirit Du Wei, he could only withstand two, any more than three would surely kill him. Thinking of this, Du Wei's heart couldn't help but stir slightly. James had once been deeply influenced by Evil Spirit Du Wei, and now, after merging with Evil Spirit Du Wei, their memories had completely synced. What Evil Spirit Du Wei did to James back then was quite simple. The most profound influence was to torment James's spirit, destroy his will, turning him into an extension of his own will, which was specifically manifested in those eyes. Through its influence, it could make James do things that contradicted his own understanding and say words that it wanted to be said. "It looks like I need to hurry to the Ustengrav Mountains, find that balance first, and use it as an excuse to call out Mercer." "Mercer probably isn't as weak as I thought before, if he isn't suitable, I can still look for a member of the Vanity Sect reserves, the person meant to replace me." All these words were spoken by Du Wei in his mind. Once he had his plan set, he prepared to return to the banquet to investigate the secrets of his girlfriend. He stubbed out his cigarette butt. Just as he was about to take a step to leave, a white man in a white suit with handsome features approached him. It was Du Wei's "big cousin," Frobin. "Hey, Brother Duwei, do you have a moment now?" As soon as Frobin came out, he greeted Du Wei with a face full of enthusiasm. Du Wei glanced at him and said indifferently, "I do not." This cousin was a bit off. Better to have as little contact with him as possible. Frobin immediately became awkward. He said, "The thing is, I never actually studied psychology. The reason I said I did at the beginning was simply because I knew you used to work in that field." Du Wei replied calmly, "So you wanted to get closer to me, but what's the point?" Frobin, struggling, said, "The point is... I might be finished, I need your help." Upon hearing this. Du Wei could not help but frown and said coldly, "First, the demons won't harm you, and second, you're a distant relative of the Wittebach family, I don't see why you would need my help." Frobin hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Indeed, the demons won't harm me, and no one can hurt me outside, my pressure comes from within the family." Du Wei shook his head, "I'm just a son-in-law to the Wittebach family, these matters don't concern me, and I have other things to attend to now, so I suggest you find someone else." With that, he walked away. Frobin, watching his back, looked extremely anxious, opening his mouth a few times but holding back. In the end, as Du Wei's figure was about to disappear, Frobin bit his lip and said, "I... I joined a Cult organization, and I even rose to a high position." "But the family will never allow such a thing to happen, if it comes out, I'm definitely going to be in big trouble." But there was no response. At that moment, Frobin took a deep breath and added, "Brother Duwei, forgive me for being so abrupt in asking for your help, but actually, this matter involves you too, because that Cult organization worships you..." The next second. Frobin's face changed slightly, and he let out an instinctive cry of alarm. Du Wei suddenly appeared in front of him, like a ghost, his eyes cold and piercing right to the soul. "Tell me everything you know."