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

"Which one should I choose?" Xu Yi gazed at the information on the panel, deeply conflicted.


He rubbed his temples and pulled the linen blanket on his legs up a bit, the entire living room was exceptionally warm, with flames burning vigorously in the fireplace.


Yet overnight, Boston had suddenly turned cold.


Strictly speaking, with Xu Yi's Body of Demigod, he wouldn't have to worry about the mere cold, but he still used the fireplace, just like any ordinary person.


The battle yesterday had drained him of too much blood, and even with the Entries for Hyper Accelerated Regeneration, he was a bit anemic.


Not to mention using the fireplace, he even wanted to make himself the first cup of brown sugar water of the autumn to drink.


He was alone in the villa, with the wind creeping in through the gaps in the windows, making it seem very desolate, which he found a bit uncomfortable.


Chapter 239: Giving Me a Mountain for Free?