At early eleven o'clock in the evening, in the villa of Shu Yunwen's family.

In his bedroom, Shu Yunwen sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and held a mask in each hand, both masks were surrounded by yin qi and ghost qi, but the mask on his left hand was rich, and the mask on his right hand was thin, and the two breaths were transformed like dragons in Shu Yunwen's hands, scaling strangely.

Suddenly, Shu Yunwen's movements in his hand sped up, and he gently made a withdrawal movement, and then saw that the yin qi and ghost qi in the mask of his right hand were all withdrawn from the mask, and then attached to the mask of his left hand.

In the surging yin qi and ghost qi, a huge mask with evil intentions appeared in the bedroom out of thin air, seemingly constantly howling, and then shrunk little by little, all the yin and ghost qi began to shrink in the mask, and the mask also became like a living creature under the surging yin qi and ghost qi, constantly twisting and deforming.

After about five or six minutes, the yin qi and ghost qi stirring in the air returned to the mask, and the mask stopped shaking.

Shu Yunwen opened his eyes slightly, picked up the mask in his left hand, looked up and down twice, a smile appeared on his face, and whispered:

“...... Sure enough, although the level of this mask is still only at the peak of the intermediate level, the quality has obviously improved again! Since I got the mask, I have been able to condense two or three masks every day, and now there are less than twenty masks left! According to the current progress, after all these twenty masks are condensed and fused, the quality of this mask is enough to reach the level of high-level witchcraft!"

“...... Twenty masks, based on two masks a day, is only ten days......!

Shu Yunwen was in his head, and he used his magic power again, sensing his body, and the joy on his face became even stronger-

Ghost wizards cultivate together, and the most obvious and unbottlenecked thing to improve the realm of magic power is the fresh new soul, the more heinous the kind, the more refined the magic power.

In his previous life, Shu Yunwen absorbed the scum of soul quality, and the newborn ghosts were almost zero, so there were a lot of impurities in the magic power, and even if the face of a twenty-year-old or fifty-year-old was long, it was still stuck at the peak of the intermediate level, and he could not become a high-level person.

After being reborn in Japan in this life, Shu Yunwen met Conan, the god of death, and followed the most dead god every day to pick up souls, absorbing the souls of newborn ghosts, and there were not a few people who committed great crimes, and the magic power was even more pure.

Now, Shu Yunwen has already felt that his strength has reached the intermediate threshold, and it is estimated that he can break through to an intermediate wizard by absorbing three or five more newborn ghosts, and it is the kind of perfect breakthrough without bottlenecks......

It's thanks to Conan!

If it weren't for Conan, how would he be where he is now?

Shu Yunwen thanked a certain god of death in his heart, and suddenly heard the sound of "Caracalla" from the mask in his hand.

Shu Yunwen was slightly stunned, looked down at the mask in his hand, only to see that some cracks appeared on the mask out of thin air, and streams of yin qi and ghost qi seemed to be gushing out of the cracks.

Shu Yunwen frowned slightly when he saw this, and hurriedly used his magic power to stabilize the yin and ghost qi in the mask, and the cracks on the mask gradually disappeared:

“...... The material of this mask seems to have reached the limit of bearing, and if it continues to condense and fuse, the mask will definitely not be able to withstand it, and it will break nine times out of ten...... But it doesn't matter, as long as the yin qi and ghost qi in the mask are condensed and formed, you can completely abandon the 'carrier' and make it into a divine soul witch weapon, which can be directly incorporated into the soul......"

“...... It's a pity, this is the inheritance witch weapon of the Pu Si Qinglan family, otherwise I can try to make it directly into this life horcrux......"

Shu Yunwen was a little depressed when he thought of this-

In other words, the ghost wizard's divine soul witch weapon can only be stored in the soul, without a carrier, and it is easy to carry, while the natal horcrux can not only be stored in the soul, but also solidify the ability in a witch weapon, and it does not need to consume witch power when casting, but consumes soul power. Before the soul reaches the limit of endurance, it can be released continuously......

Shu Yunwen was thinking wildly, and Akemi Miyano floated over from the side, gesturing in front of Shu Yunwen with both hands:

“...... Yoon-sama, Shiho hasn't come back yet, can you accompany me to the office to pick her up?"

"Huh, she hasn't come back yet?" Shu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but complain, "...... What's going on with Gray Yuan this week? I've been staying up late every day since Monday, and today it's Thursday, and she's still planning to stay up? Little Lori continues to cultivate immortals, does she want to go to heaven?"

Akemi Miyano nodded, and then gestured with a worried expression, "...... Listening to her, it seems that the experiment has made significant progress. However, even so, she is too unpleasant, she still has to go to school during the day, where can she stay up late every day, so no matter what she says tonight, I will take her home and let her sleep well......"

Shu Yunwen listened to Mingmei's words, got up from the bed and stretched, and then joked with a smile: "Don't worry, we will help you bring Gray Yuan back tonight! If she dares to resist, we will numb her with anesthetic!~"

"Is it really possible?" Akemi's eyes lit up and she gestured, "...... Then please, Yoon-sama!"

me, Sister Akemi, are you serious?

Shu Yunwen muttered in his heart, and then pouted: "Mingmei, I'm joking! I really need to take anesthetic, why don't you just take it yourself!~"

"How can that be!" Akemi vetoed very seriously, "If I do that, Shiho will hate it!...... Why don't I turn Shiho and say that you did it?"

Seeing this, the corners of Shu Yunwen's mouth twitched twice, and he refused with a black line in his head:

"No! don't even think about it!"

I'll it! Akemi, who did you learn from, you just learned badly!

You're afraid of being hated by Lori, aren't we?

If we really flipped the ferocious Lori, what if she turned our hemp over and put it on the experimental table to swell?

......

It was past eleven and a half o'clock in the evening.

Outside the biological research laboratory of Gray Plains, a taxi pulled up at the door.

Shu Yunwen got out of the car with Mingmei and Chengshi, walked in, and walked directly into the experimental room where Loriai was, and then saw Loriai's hair messily standing in front of the experimental table, holding a notebook in her hand, staring directly at the series of data displayed on the screen next to her.

Shu Yunwen's eyes swept around twice, walked quickly to the experimental table, glanced at a young mouse locked on the experimental table, and then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Loriai's eyes, and said:

"I said Gray Yuan, you haven't slept well for a few days, you see you have dark circles under your eyes!"

Gray Yuan was stunned for a moment, kept slapping Shu Yunwen's hand, and then continued to stare at the screen with both eyes and said, "Don't bother me, now is the critical time!"

"When it matters? What time does it matter?"

Shu Yunwen was confused, Gray Yuan Ai made another silent action, and a few seconds later, some data on the screen changed again, and Lori Ai suddenly looked down at the young mouse and said: "...... It's about to start!"

"What to start ......?"

Before Shu Yunwen finished speaking, he saw that the young mice placed on the experimental table suddenly swelled......