American Exorcism Male God

Xu Yi had an epiphany after Xu Changrong finished his narration.

Could it be that Xu Changrong suddenly asked him for advice because the exorcism from last night was reported in the newspaper?

Spiritual Exploration Daily was indeed quick to act!

Xu Yi took the neatly folded newspaper from Xu Changrong's hands. The paper was creased from being frequently taken out and poured over again and again.

"A genius exorcist from Xia Kingdom, the one who possesses the 'Spiritual Awakening' ability!"

Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Could Spiritual Exploration Daily be the predecessor of UC's sensational news department? Xu Yi snidely thought to himself.

Although the headline was flamboyant, the report was fairly standard and didn't overstate the facts.

Especially the limitations and disadvantages of the 'Spiritual Awakening' ability, everything was clearly written, making Xu Yi nod in satisfaction.

Spiritual Exploration Daily's position as the leader of the Exorcism World's newspapers was indeed not undeserved. With a mix of hype and pragmatism, how could it not be popular?

No one from the church had come to him since morning, which was already very telling.

The 'Spiritual Awakening' ability had stirred up some waves, but they were limited; the church might take notice, but they wouldn't feel threatened.

That was exactly what Xu Yi wanted.

"Not bad, it captured at least one-tenth of my handsomeness!" Xu Yi commented, pointing at the photo in the newspaper.

Xu Changrong rolled his eyes and snatched back the newspaper from Xu Yi, "Don't wrinkle it, I'm going to get it framed!"

"It's already wrinkled. If you want to frame it, you should buy a new copy!" Xu Yi retorted.

He wasn't too opposed to the idea of becoming famous.

The situation in every world is different; in this world, being low-profile is useless.

Becoming an exorcist's opponent doesn't rely on being human; those demons and evil spirits won't spare you just because you're less known, nor will they specifically seek you out just because you're famous.

Fame only affects people; the bigger your name, the more others dread you, and the less likely they are to trouble you.

There had been a mob boss who once attempted to assassinate a famous exorcist.

The mob boss looked down on exorcists, thinking they were just mortals, that a bullet could take their lives just the same.

At first, the mob boss was quite pleased with himself, but he soon realized that his family members had been cursed. Not long after, they died tragically, one by one.

Since then, common folks have rarely dared to trouble exorcists.

After all, no one knows what kind of measures an exorcist has at their disposal, and sometimes, even killing the exorcist and grinding their bones to dust is futile. Some measures are triggered only upon death.

"Do you think this house is worth buying?"

Xu Changrong was still somewhat apprehensive. Others steered clear upon hearing that the house had an evil spirit.

The original tenant had long since shut down the shop, not even bothering to move their stuff out.

"Buy! Why not? It's like getting a house for free!" Xu Yi exclaimed.

As someone who had experienced the incident first-hand, he knew full well that the evil spirit in the house had been eliminated by him.

Two houses with storefronts for twenty thousand dollars—was there a more beautiful price than this?

Xu Changrong began to hesitate, torn. After buying the house, it would still need renovations, and the total cost would nearly equal all his savings, which made him cautious.

Moments later, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "All right! Since you think it's a buy, then let's go ahead and buy it!"

If others were scared to buy, should he be too?

Even if there really were evil spirits, didn't he still have his son?

A satisfied smile appeared on Xu Yi's face. That's more like it. Is getting older an excuse to lie down and do nothing? Everybody get rolling!

If the old man doesn't put in the effort, how can his son become a second-generation rich?

"I'll call someone over. He used to work in this field." Xu Yi prepared to call Ailent.

After being stimulated by the 'Spiritual Awakening' pie in the sky, Ailent decided to quit his job as a real estate agent and focus on being Xu Yi's manager full time.

Since he was idle anyway, might as well have him come over to help.

If Xu Yi didn't become an exorcist, he could have had a promising future as a capitalist; in that field, his talent was off the charts.

"Old Xu! Old Xu!" Suddenly, a shouting voice came from outside the door.

Xu Yi felt the voice was a bit familiar, but Xu Changrong instantly recognized it, "It's your second uncle, Xu Fugui."

In the beginning, Xu Changrong and Xu Fugui crossed the ocean together to work in the United States.

With his exceptional cooking skills, Xu Changrong earned the appreciation of his employer who helped him with the immigration procedures.

After his employer moved to Australia, Xu Changrong settled down in Chinatown and conveniently brought over his then young son, Xu Yi.

At that time, Xu Yi was only eight years old and he went through the immigration process smoothly.

According to U.S. law, if you're over 18, you can't immigrate; you can only obtain a green card, so the younger you are, the easier it is.

However, Xu Fugui was different from Xu Changrong; he had many complications in his mind and was not steadfast, quitting after a few days of work.

But through some crooked ways, he also managed to settle down in the United States.

"I haven't seen this second uncle in a long time; could it be that he's run out of money?" Xu Yi jeered.

This second uncle of his barely ever visited unless he was out of money; only then would he remember he had a big brother in Chinatown.

"Don't talk like that; after all, he is your second uncle!" Xu Changrong whispered in admonishment.

If it had been in the past, Xu Changrong would have certainly rebuked him; after all, as a person from Xia Kingdom, he took the respect for elders and superiors very seriously.

But times were different now; his son was an exorcist with an agent serving him, and he needed his son's help with the house matter.

He was well aware that the old ways were no longer suitable; to avoid a rift between father and son, he had to change approaches.

In short, he must give his son adequate respect!

"Old Xu! I heard you want to buy the Haunted House next door, is that true?"

Xu Fugui was surprised to see Xu Yi as well, but he quickly moved on, fixing his gaze on Xu Changrong to ask.

Xu Yi inwardly rolled his eyes; the man didn't even call him 'brother' upon entering, nor did he acknowledge his own nephew—it was just speechless to have such a relative.

"That's the idea, what about it?" Xu Changrong asked, puzzled.

"That's foolish! That's a Haunted House, how could you buy it?"

"I've been pulling some strings recently, found a new project, just need an investment, guarantee to make money! Give me the money, invest with me, isn't it better than buying a Haunted House?" Xu Fugui said anxiously, with a look of urgency.

Xu Yi sneered; his second uncle was just this unambitious, not even bothering to find a good excuse to scam money.

He suddenly became a bit curious about how his dad would respond.

If he changed his mind and gave the money to his second uncle, it would mean his father was "incorrigible" and thereafter, he could just let him live a stable life.

If he stood firm and refused, it meant there was still value in nurturing him.

Xu Yi suddenly felt a bit carried away; he was starting to think about cultivating his own father.

But what could he do if his father won't shape up without guidance? He'd just have to be more concerned.

"I don't understand those investments of yours; let's just forget it," Xu Changrong decisively shook his head after hearing what Xu Fugui said.

Then, Xu Fugui started to persuade continuously, but no matter how much he appealed to emotions or reasoning, Xu Changrong remained unmoved, unwilling under any circumstances.

In the end, Xu Fugui had no choice but to leave disheartenedly.

Xu Yi nodded in approval, looking quite like the teacher's pet.

[Target "Xu Changrong" Loyalty Value: 99, Favorability: 98.]

True to form for his old man, these figures were impressive. Once he found the proper Entries, he could start nurturing his father.

Father and son fighting side by side, as close as brothers taking on a tiger—Xu Yi had many plans in his head, but all required trustworthy people to assist.

And who could be more reliable than his own father?

"What's with that look? You don't really think I would give the money to your second uncle, do you? I'm not an idiot!" Xu Changrong felt underestimated.

"Of course not!" Xu Yi quickly changed the subject, "By the way, since the house is being renovated, I just rented a room around the school; it's quiet, and the college entrance examination is soon."

"Don't worry about things here; just focus on preparing for your exams," Xu Changrong said seriously, his expression becoming grave as he truly valued his son's educational achievements.

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