Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 447 - 443, Envelope bro, you can definitely do it!

"Mr. Du Wei, you must take good care of this Evil Spirit Envelope, and you must not let it ’die’."

"We will head back to the church now and discuss the details with the others."

"As for you, it would be best if you return to St. Bodia for a while, the position of bishop, as well as the head of the Tribunal, will be entrusted to you."

"Furthermore, you will have the opportunity to come into contact with the Blood of Jesus beforehand."

"Also, be extremely cautious of the Vanity Sect."

...

The evening of June 22nd.

Alvin Dowqui and Kane hurriedly left New York.

But the amount of information they left behind gave Du Wei a bit of a headache for a moment.

Items like the Blood of Jesus, the Dusk Bell and Matthew, as well as the undercover agents the church had placed in many organizations.

And his future position within the church.

Thinking back on the instructions given by the two men before they departed, Du Wei sighed helplessly, "The church is not as weak as I thought, and perhaps the world is not as despairing, but why are there so many undercover agents?"

"Even a member of the Vanity Sect is one of the church’s people."

"Besides, I’ve already gotten tangled up with the Vanity Sect."

Although Du Wei had approached the Vanity Sect with the idea of taking advantage of them and with the goal of shearing sheep, he had made a solemn promise to Mercer that he was willing to join.

If you get down to it.

Right now, Du Wei is one of the members of the Vanity Sect; as long as he kills that Demon Spirit and brings back the mask, the Vanity Sect will give him a corresponding reward.

Of course, that’s under the assumption that after Du Wei obtains the mask, he isn’t trapped inside it.

Because this transaction began with malevolence.

Killing an unstable Demon Spirit to get the mask would result in him being trapped inside, becoming the new secure and controllable Demon Spirit, turning into the foundation of the Vanity Sect.

And Du Wei was unaware of this.

"Mercer probably isn’t the church’s undercover agent; otherwise, the church wouldn’t have let me live until now."

Inside the house, Du Wei sat on the sofa, gently tapping the coffee table surface, producing a crisp sound.

Then, he muttered to himself, "Which means, aside from Mercer, no one else inside the Vanity Sect knows about my planned joining."

"This is very abnormal."

Everyone makes mistakes.

It was the same for Du Wei; staying calm and rational only led him to make decisions that were in his own interest, but it didn’t allow him to predict the future.

He could only selectively analyze and look for a solution after a mistake had occurred.

Thus, he acutely discovered Mercer’s motive.

"At the same time I was deceiving him, he was doing the very same thing."

"He never intended to let me join the Vanity Sect."

"So, he just wanted to use me..."

"Which means if I do find that thing in the map and go kill the Demon Spirit to get the mask, I might also end up dead."

Saying this, Du Wei suddenly chuckled.

"Good thing I never intended to complete the trade."

Mercer deceived Du Wei, and Du Wei was also deceiving him.

Most importantly.

Now, Du Wei had no intention of joining the Vanity Sect, and the map Mercer had sent him was still in his possession; he could even call for the help of the Vanity Sect’s power if needed.

"This is just too interesting..."

As Du Wei spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a Human Skin Map flew out from the backpack set aside, hovering in front of him.

On the map, the mountains and rivers were those of the Ustengrav Mountains located to the south of Switzerland. A circle was drawn with red paint within a dense forest.

That was the hiding place for the artifact capable of killing demon spirits.

On the back, there were some words indicating the owner of the artifact—a bisexual playboy, Count Carlos, who had over eighty wives and a hundred children in his lifetime.

During the Crusades, all of Count Carlos’s men, women, and children were executed.

Heresy had to be terminated.

But when the full moon arrived, Count Carlos emerged from hell, now in possession of a scale.

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The words to describe that scale were terrifying, indestructible, and maybe even capable of killing devils.

Leaving aside the scale’s owner, Carlos,

Merer had once said that the scale had a fifty percent chance of killing a Demon Spirit; once used, either the Demon Spirit dies, or the user does.

This was truly unsolvable.

Honestly, Du Wei was very envious...

He had a similar item on him, the dice, but out of six sides, rolling a six would mean certain death for the Evil Spirit, though the odds were a bit too small.

The remaining five sides either lived in harmony with the Evil Spirit, strengthened it, or resulted in unknown dangers.

The side effects were significant.

Until now, Du Wei hadn’t used it even once.

"If I get the chance, I could take a trip to the Ustengrav Mountains and bring that scale back."

"And since Ustengrav is in Switzerland, maybe I could even rescue Ryan on the way."

That would be killing two birds with one stone.

As for whether to use the scale against Demon Spirits afterward?

What a joke.

Du Wei wasn’t that kind-hearted.

At that moment, the Envelope placed on the coffee table trembled inexplicably, and a piece of paper automatically slid out.

[Great Master, the Envelope strongly advises against your search for the scale, for it’s too dangerous.]

Du Wei raised an eyebrow, "How dangerous?"

[Dangerous enough to kill you, and it’s located within Carlos’s mausoleum; just the traps inside the mausoleum could cause you a lot of trouble.]

Immediately, Du Wei chuckled at the Envelope, "It seems I’ve misunderstood you before; you truly are my most loyal subordinate."

The Envelope was stunned for a moment, and the text on the paper became jumbled.

After a while, it exuberantly spat out a line of text:

[The Envelope is overjoyed; being recognized as your most loyal subordinate, the Envelope would die content.]

Du Wei continued to smile, "Since you have this resolve, then when I head to Count Carlos’s mausoleum, you’ll take the lead."

[???]

[Master, you… you should know the Envelope is very weak. Besides providing information, the Envelope can’t do anything else…]

Du Wei said cheerfully, "Don’t worry, you will certainly manage."

He didn’t ask why the Envelope knew the scale was in the mausoleum, nor did he speak to it as coldly as before.

Because he had decided to adopt a different attitude towards this sentient Evil Spirit Envelope.

After all, it could revive even if turned to ashes.

Then, it was best to make full use of it.

Dice, Coin, there’s always something suitable for the two-faced Envelope.

If all else fails, he’d see if he could use the Envelope to make a wish to the Joker Card or initiate a gamble.

The Envelope had no idea what the future held for it.

On the contrary, the mask within Du Wei’s trench coat quivered incessantly, and in the hollows where the eyes should be, the black shadow with bloodshot eyes flashed an unusual and extraordinary color.

Then, as if the shadow thought of something, it immediately repressed all its presence, as if it had died.