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

The car was driving in the suburbs, and Xu Yi sat in the passenger seat, feeling as if a fly was constantly buzzing by his ear.


He shouldn't have been in the passenger seat, no, he shouldn't have gotten in the car at all.


The driver was a priest, his hair white as snow, his face full of wrinkles, but he was still full of energy.


"Father Bonne, do you need to take a break?" Xu Yi "kindly" reminded him.


Ever since he got in the car, Father Bonne hadn't stopped talking. It was like a machine gun, rattling on without end.


One moment he was boasting about his old qualifications in the Holy Court, and how many famous people he knew; the next, he subtly inquired about Xu Yi's situation, just like the aunts who crowded around you during the New Year's homecoming.


Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of it, he began to complain, saying he couldn't understand what Ed was thinking, why he would send a young man over.


Between the lines, there was mistrust of Xu Yi.


Chapter 83: In order to prevent the client's death, I decided...