American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 187: The Perfect Blood of Werewolf and Vampire

Boston.

In a cramped room, Xu Yi read under the dim light of a desk lamp.

This book given to him by Daniel, "Rhine Secrets," mainly told stories of werewolves and vampires.

The first half of the story was a love story, where a female werewolf fell in love with a handsome male vampire, and despite her pack’s opposition, she resolutely decided to be with him.

The plot points felt awfully familiar to Xu Yi, "Vampire Romeo" and "Werewolf Juliet," and in the end, due to their families’ long-standing hatred, both died for their love.

The difference was that after they were together, they actually had a baby.

Werewolves could mate with other werewolves or even humans, but it was impossible for them to reproduce with vampires, as vampires simply lacked the ability to procreate.

That baby was Ryan, who miraculously inherited both the werewolf’s and vampire’s abilities!

The latter part of the story changed tone dramatically, chronicling how Ryan sought revenge for his parents, how he united the werewolf and vampire tribes, and eventually established his own kingdom in a remote area.

"This story is purely fictional!"

Only upon reaching the last page did Xu Yi find this line, and he just looked blank out of speechlessness.

When he found the author’s name on the back of the book, he felt even more frustrated.

"Written by Daniel Finn!"

So was this book based on real events, or was it just a story made up by Daniel?

Xu Yi took a piece of charred flesh from the toy treasure box and observed it on the table.

This flesh came from the legendary Ryan; when the treasure box was in his possession, he secretly had Annabelle dig out a small piece.

Of course, he dared not steal it all, as the werewolves, vampires, or the Great Exorcist Mia would all come looking for trouble.

But secretly taking a small piece was no problem.

"A-grade blood" had already met his minimum expectations, and if the blood throne advanced to "Red Rare" level, that would be a very powerful entry indeed.

But a "2%" fusion success rate was truly headache-inducing, essentially meaning failure.

"Is there any way to increase the success rate?"

Xu Yi frowned and pondered deeply; he knew such speculation was highly likely, but couldn’t come up with a solution on the spot.

A faint voice reached Xu Yi’s ears, the sound of Carlyle speaking with his aunt.

The room’s soundproofing was poor to begin with, and Carlyle’s aunt wasn’t trying to be discreet—in fact, it seemed she intentionally let him overhear.

"Carlyle, tell me honestly, is that boy your classmate, or your boyfriend?"

"Aunt, don’t overthink it. Xu Yi is here just for one night because he lost all his money when he fell into the water," Carlyle tried to keep his voice low.

"What falling into the water? I think he’s too poor to afford a hotel, so he ran to our house to stay. It’s very possible he has ulterior motives! Carlyle, I’ve been around longer than you, and I’m telling you, you have to be careful choosing men. Don’t be deceived by the sweet words of poor boys…"

The prattling voice continued for a moment, then abruptly Xu Yi’s door was pushed open, and a clearly exasperated Carlyle appeared at the doorway.

"Xu Yi, don’t take my aunt’s words to heart. She’s just that kind of person, never sparing anyone her words!" Carlyle apologized.

"Of course not. Besides, your aunt isn’t wrong!" Xu Yi said, smiling as he watched Carlyle.

"What do you mean?" Carlyle was momentarily taken aback.

"That I have ulterior motives towards you!" Xu Yi chuckled in reply.

Carlyle’s face flushed crimson instantly, unable to say a word, he closed the door with a bang and hurriedly left.

"Did he misunderstand something?" Xu Yi set down the book he had been holding, which had been covering the piece of Ryan’s flesh on the table.

The moment Carlyle got close, the flesh of Ryan seemed to "come alive."

Numerous black tendrils shot up, rushing towards Carlyle’s direction, making it obvious to anyone that the flesh of Ryan was yearning for him.

"Does Carlyle have some connection with this flesh of Ryan? Or does Carlyle possess some sort of special physical constitution?" Xu Yi wondered, puzzled.

As night deepened, Xu Yi suddenly opened his eyes while lying in bed, turned his head toward the window, and noticed a slender silhouette cast upon it.

"Finally here!" Xu Yi sat up, turning over. Through the Symbiotic Eye shared with Annabelle, he sensed the situation outside.

A shadow stood on the windowsill, as light as a feather, with a black cape fluttering in the wind.

Although his appearance had greatly changed, Xu Yi recognized him at first glance—this was the primordial vampire he had encountered on the plane.

The blood information recorded by "Blood Smell" could be sensed by him even from a great distance.

With Xu Yi’s resources, a simple phone call to Ailent would make him an esteemed guest at any hotel in Boston.

He had specifically come to Carlyle’s relative’s home to wait for the other party.

During the flight, he had a premonition that the other party would not let things rest, and as expected, they had come.

Next door was Carlyle’s room. This vampire, not sleeping late at night and attempting to sneak into a young girl’s room, obviously had malicious intentions.

As a model citizen, Xu Yi certainly couldn’t let this go unchecked. He casually picked up an orange from the table, walked to the window, and hurled it over.

The vampire easily dodged the orange, watching Xu Yi with a cold gaze.

"Staring at me like that, are your eyes getting dry? You wouldn’t mind if we talk over there, would you?" Xu Yi pointed outside.

Carlyle’s aunt’s home was close to the park, which was quiet and deserted in the late night—perfectly suited for a battlefield.

Xu Yi jumped out from the window and headed toward the park. The primordial vampire hesitated for a few seconds before following.

"May I know your name?" Xu Yi asked while walking.

"Barton!" The vampire was sparing with his words.

All of a sudden, Xu Yi stopped and turned to face the vampire, loosening his wrists. "So, Mr. Barton, would you care to tell me the purpose of your visit here?"

Without a word, Barton charged at Xu Yi. He was ready for a swift and decisive battle to rid himself of this bothersome fellow before getting down to his real business.

His complexion suddenly changed, because a puppet had unexpectedly blocked his way.

The puppet exuded an ominous aura, especially its pair of pupils packed with densely clustered blood-red Necromantic Spells, which sent shivers down one’s spine.

Annabelle, as a Curse Puppet, only had control over the "Soul Ascension Curse" seal, never really able to unleash her true strength.

But things were different now. With the passage of time, Annabelle had finally maxed out the "Curse of Evil."

Together, the "Curse of Evil" and "Necromantic Spells" could be combined into the "Cursed Eye" entry. At this moment, Annabelle was using the "Cursed Eye" to stare at Barton, a sinister smile on her lips.

Barton suddenly felt a heaviness in his body and his breathing became slightly rapid. The strength within him was being stripped away relentlessly.

This was one of the abilities of the Cursed Eye: "Evil Curse."

The Evil Curse randomly applied curse effects to the target, and the most terrifying aspect was that these curses could stack. Every half hour, another layer of curse could be added.

In other words, the longer the fight dragged on, the greater Xu Yi’s chances of winning.

Red curses swirled around Xu Yi’s body. The "Soul Ascension Curse" was activated, enhancing Xu Yi’s combat ability.

With one party strengthened and the other weakened, the gap in their physical abilities was significantly narrowed.

Most importantly, Xu Yi had prepared a specialized method for dealing with an opponent as fast as a vampire.

Xu Yi scattered handfuls of red silk threads, and the sturdy golden threads firmly enclosed the area.

"Alright, the stage is set, let’s begin!" Xu Yi took out the Alchemy Revolver, watching the other party with a smile.

The source of this c𝐨ntent is freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.

As time passed and the moon was obscured by clouds, the battle finally ended.

"Such a pity!" Xu Yi watched the retreating figure in the forest and inwardly sighed in disappointment.

In the end, the other party had escaped, but they had also been seriously injured, and would not dare to come back anytime soon.

"It’s not entirely without gain!" Xu Yi flipped the syringe in his hand.

Experience more tales on novelbuddy.com

During the battle, he had drawn a syringe full of the other party’s blood. The blood of the primordial vampire was now in his hands.

He tossed the syringe into the space of the Treasure Box and checked on the status of the Cat Spirit Holy Tree.

A deep purple fruit had appeared on the Cat Spirit Holy Tree. It wasn’t the Fruit of Faith, but the "Fruit of the Evil God."

This fruit had originated from the Soul Stealing Seed. Initially, when he used the Soul Stealing Seed against the Evil God Michael, he thought only of imprisoning him, not expecting this unexpected boon.

As the core power of the "Thief of the Evil God," he had underestimated this ability.

[The Fruit of the Evil God is growing, with an estimated remaining time: 19 hours and 23 minutes.]

"I wonder what ability it’ll steal from the Evil God of the Ram?" Xu Yi mused curiously.