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

Xu Yi stared at the God-melting Blood in the test tube, his face looking very ugly.


After Carlyle's purification, the success rate of fusion had risen to 31%, but he still failed, paying another Resurrection Coin for it.


Theoretically, a 31% chance wasn't low, and with continuous attempts, success was bound to happen eventually.


But when exactly would that success be?


He had at most five resurrection opportunities per day, so what would he do if these ran out and the fusion still hadn't succeeded?


At that point, there would be absolutely no room for error.


Xu Yi was well aware that he couldn't afford to rely on luck, and he planned to try two more times; if that still didn't work, he would have to consider other methods.


But he didn't act rashly; instead, he turned to Carlyle.


"Carlyle, were there any tricks to your fusion with the Ryan Blood Potion?"


Chapter 232: Blood Fusion Ascension to Godhood