American Exorcism Male God

Exorcism Studio.

Xu Yi got up with bleary eyes, having stayed up until three in the morning to grind Sculptor entries again.

He decided to find something to eat, but when he went down to the first floor, he was stunned.

The reception hall on the first floor was bustling with people, leading Xu Yi to feel like he had arrived at a disaster relief scene.

"Why have so many people suddenly shown up?"

Xu Yi grabbed Allen, who was busily darting about.

Allen quickly dragged Xu Yi to the second floor, "Boss! Our Holy Flame Exorcism Studio is on fire, no, I mean the Fire Gui portrait is a hit!"

"So all these people downstairs are here to buy a Fire Gui portrait?"

Xu Yi was somewhat confused. The Fire Gui portrait had been around for more than a day or two, so why the craze now?

"There's news that went out saying that the Fire Gui portrait can cure Hot Soul Disease," Allen said in a hushed voice, "Boss, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Xu Yi was flabbergasted. The Fire Gui portrait could cure Hot Soul Disease, and as its creator, how could he not know this?

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Hospital, special care ward.

"What on earth is the principle behind this?"

Xu Yi was utterly perplexed as he watched the developments before him.

The patient with Hot Soul Syndrome on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes, one minute, two minutes... ten minutes passed, and the curse didn't return.

This patient was handpicked by Allen from many seekers, reported to be the wife of a government official.

Next to the bed, there was a portrait with an image of the Fire Gui whose light dimmed, indicating that its exorcism power had been fully depleted.

Xu Yi had been skeptical about the Fire Gui portrait curing Hot Soul Disease, suspecting it to be a far-fetched rumor aimed at setting him up.

Yet the reality was before his eyes, and he had to believe it.

"What's different between an exorcism portrait and other exorcism artifacts?" Xu Yi wondered with a puzzled look.

The Psychic Painter was only of "Common Green" level, and it likely wasn't the reason attributed to the entries, so...

There was only one truth!

Xu Yi gazed at the Fire Gui on the exorcism portrait.

The Fire Gui was a figment of his imagination, filled with uncertainty, and it might have unintentionally inherited some "idea" from a powerful existence.

Such incidents weren't unheard of. It was said that over a hundred years ago, an old priest inadvertently drew a wingless strange bird.

Upon completion, the painting had a mysterious power that could allow a person's soul to enter a fantastical world.

Decades later, as the old priest neared death, as if predestined, a strange bird identical to the one in the painting landed before the priest and took his soul away.

"So, are you saying that I might have inadvertently drawn some sort of terrifying creature from the past?"

Xu Yi was mildly bemused, as he wasn't sure whether this event was fortuitous or ominous.

"Boss, I think it's best you lay low for a while," Allen suddenly suggested.

Xu Yi came to his senses instantaneously, "You're right, I plan to stay in the suburbs for a while, call me if anything comes up!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Xu Yi made a swift escape.

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In the suburbs, the Funeral Parlor.

"What an accommodation this is, huh?" Xu Yi exclaimed as he looked around the living room.

Around the room, more than a dozen people were lined up in a row. If any sculpture apprentice were present, they would have leapt from their seat in astonishment, shaking hands with each one and saying, such-and-such master, I have only admired your work in my dreams.

The ability of the Fire Gui portrait to cure Hot Soul Disease had spread like wildfire amongst New York's elite.

More and more people were drawn by its reputation, wishing to secure a portrait for themselves.

Xu Yi had no choice but to take refuge in this secluded Funeral Parlor.

Otherwise, with so many afflicted in New York, even if he painted until his hair turned white, it might not be enough.

The government had even sent someone to inquire, and upon learning that the supply was extremely limited, they left disappointed.

Staying in this Funeral Parlor allowed him to dodge some of the public, but those with real power could still track this place down.

Which explains the scene before him now.

The group before him comprised over a dozen internationally renowned Sculptor masters, including some who had even founded their own schools.

At this moment, they all had one objective: to mentor Xu Yi so that his sculpting skills could be further honed.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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"Is this the depth of a financial consortium's resources?" Xu Yi sighed.

In such a chaotic situation, to be able to gather so many sculptors was not something that money alone could accomplish.

The consortium had somehow heard of Xu Yi's need for sculptors and had swarmed to provide him with a dozen or so.

This was an opportunity Xu Yi naturally wouldn't reject; the compensation was for him to spare time to create some "Fire Gui portraits".

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The Funeral Parlor was brightly lit.

"This Sculptor has succeeded!" Xu Yi put down his carving knife, gazing at the lifelike Eternal Flower in his palm.

A round of enthusiastic applause broke out at the scene. More than a dozen white-haired masters clapped vigorously, their faces flushed with excitement.

Any clueless onlooker would have thought they were witnessing some scientific research team achieving a revolutionary invention.

How could the sculptors contain their excitement?

Two days and two nights! A full two days and two nights! They didn't know how they had made it through.

If they had been younger, staying up for two or three days wouldn't have counted as work at all, but now most were graying, with grandsons who were almost ready to "fetch soy sauce"!

Finally receiving affirmation from Xu Yi, they suddenly felt their eyes brimming with hot tears.

Xu Yi hurriedly arranged for people to send the sculptors away. Their dark circles were heavier than the next, they waddled as they walked, and he truly feared these people might drop dead.

[Sculptor, current progress: 100/100]

After maxing out the Entries, Xu Yi didn't feel too intense a sensation.

He just felt his hands had become more dexterous, and his sculpting more effortless, since it was only a "Common White" level Entry.

"Hurrying everything, I've finally gotten the Sculptor Entry maxed out right before the disaster strikes!" Xu Yi took a deep breath.

He was very aware that the outbreak of the hot soul disease was only a precursor to the disaster; the real danger had yet to come.

Curse Puppeteer, begin the fusion!

Having been through the process once before, everything was smooth sailing.

As the synthesis path "Curse Puppeteer = Necromantic Spells + Puppet Master + Sculptor" was cast into the Furnace, a new Entry was born slowly.

[Curse Puppeteer (Green Rare)

Ability 1 - Curse Inheritance:

The contracted Annabelle Puppet automatically controls all abilities of the "Necromantic Spells" Entry.

Ability 2 - Curse Prodigy:

Annabelle can analyze all Curse-related Entries and gains an experience boost.

Ability 3 - Cursed Seal:

Annabelle turns into a Curse Puppet, wielding the power of the Cursed Seal. (Cursed Seals acquired so far: Soul Ascension Curse.)

Ability 4 - Curse Ascension:

After Annabelle masters enough Curse techniques, this Entry will automatically upgrade.]

"It seems they want Annabelle to walk down the path of the ultimate support, all the way to the end!"

After reading the Entry information, the first thing Xu Yi did was to equip Annabelle with the new Entry.

[Word Gifting successful, target meets the fitting requirements, Entry equipped successfully!]

"So there are Entry restrictions?" Xu Yi realized.

For example, if he wanted to equip the Annabelle doll with a "Flesh Eternal" Entry, clearly it wouldn't be successful, because Annabelle's doll doesn't have flesh and blood.

[Annabelle has acquired a "Blank Entry: Curse of Evil (White Epic)"]

The Curse of Evil comes from "Satan's followers", the Evil Spirit Basheba.

It also comes with the synthesis path for the Entry: Cursed Eye = Necromantic Spells + Curse of Evil.

He had initially been wondering, the Curse of Evil was not suitable for humans to use; now that problem had been perfectly solved.

With the boost from "Curse Prodigy", Annabelle breezed through the Curse of Evil Entry, effortlessly.

Now with the inherited Necromantic Spells Entry, thus creating the Cursed Eye was just a matter of time.

Xu Yi prepared to get some rest, the night had been incredibly fruitful.

Just then, he suddenly received a call from the studio.

"Xu Yi, the Black Carp has awakened!" Lisa's voice trembled with excitement.

Xu Yi's eyes brightened, whether it was the Cat Spirit Holy Tree, William, or even the Cursed Origin Item, his hope of finding those things was all pinned on the Black Carp.

After days of anxious waiting, he could finally take the next step.

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