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

Yukeni sat up straight, her fair little face taut, her fingers unconsciously gripping the speech script so tightly, she almost poked a hole through it. Anyone could see how nervous she was.


This was the first time Xu Yi had seen Yukeni like this, and he found it particularly amusing.


The Iceberg Empress Yukeni, who could keep her composure even in the face of surging strangeness, was now so nervous over a mere public lecture.


Xu Yi silently regretted not bringing a camera. Otherwise, capturing this dark piece of history would have been perfect for blackmailing Yukeni.


"How is that possible! Are you joking?"


Yukeni's main trait was a mouth as tough as diamond.


In fact, Yukeni had suffered from insomnia the night before, thinking about the open class and reciting the speech script over and over.


Speaking in front of a crowd was something she had never done before.


Chapter 314 Diffusion