Blueberry Assassin

America, 1980.
No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world.
"Studying medicine can't exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!" he resolved silently to himself.
On a misty, rain-soaked night.
"Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!" Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other.
The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to warm you up..." Xu Yi's face broke into a warm smile, "by setting you on fire!"
Ding dong! Ding dong!
"Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!"
"Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?"
Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter!
Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger!
Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

American Exorcism Male God

Facing the worried looks of everyone around him, Xu Yi took a while before he could finally speak, though his voice was a bit hoarse, "Don't... don't worry, it's just that I can't use this ability again for at least a year."


He said this on purpose for the reporters to hear, to be precise, to tell the church through the reporters' mouths.


See, spiritual awakening requires a huge sacrifice, and the skill cooldown is very long, so you can all relax now, right?


The two reporters nodded in understanding upon hearing Xu Yi's words.


That's right, how could there be no limitations on spiritual awakening?


The exhaustion on the other's face couldn't be faked. Looking at his pale complexion, one would believe he was seriously ill.


Xu Yi's fatigue was indeed real, but had nothing to do with "spiritual awakening."


The drop of blood he had just now transformed into an external substance was already the third such blood-external substance today, and naturally, he felt utterly exhausted.


Chapter 37 The Holy Huntress Witch