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 woman in red's face was split into two, but she did not die, her face merging back together like rubber clay.


Xu Yi swung his blade again, yet the woman in red dodged in a flash, appearing a few meters away, with those red threads dragging her along.


The Ghost Samurai did not immediately follow up with an attack but instead looked down at the blood splattered on his armor.


[Blood of Wheel-head, "Quality: B", "Fusion Success Rate: 52%", "Promotion Potential: Red Common"]


Xu Yi's eyes lit up, although the success rate of fusion had slightly decreased, it was still over fifty percent.


This meant that the high fusion success rates with Monster Blood were likely not a fluke!


Xu Yi gripped his blade tightly as the Ghost Samurai turned into black smoke and drifted towards the monster called Wheel-head, who flashed away, further distancing herself from the Ghost Samurai.


Chapter 192 I really am a sentimental person!