American Exorcism Male God

Witch Zhang let out a wail, flailing her arms wildly in front of her, trying to block the snake-necked old man's snapping bites.

The bowl filled with talisman-infused water had already been tossed aside, clattering on the ground and shattering, splashing liquid in all directions.

"Witch Zhang?!"

Cassie looked at Witch Zhang, puzzled as to why one second she was fine, and the next she was screaming and running away as if she had gone mad.

She walked toward Witch Zhang and then froze. She smelled something strange, a large wet patch on Witch Zhang's pants, but it was obviously not from the talisman water.

"I'm not taking this job! I'm not doing it!"

Witch Zhang burst through the main door, screaming in terror as she fled.

Cassie and Andrew exchanged glances, realizing this was hardly the behavior of an exorcist; even they could tell that Witch Zhang was a fraud.

The two reporters pressed the shutter of their cameras, capturing the scene with a click.

Witch Zhang's disheveled flight restored tranquility to the ward, leaving Cassie, Andrew, and Xu Yi at a loss, Xu Yi furrowing his brows deeply.

When Witch Zhang had been affected by the hallucination, Xu Yi had felt a very unique magnetic field; whatever was afflicting Lisa was, he feared, not as simple as a common evil spirit!

Lisa suddenly opened her eyes, sitting up stiffly from the bed, her eyes vacant; this time it was no illusion, and everyone in the room could see her.

"Lisa, you're awake!" Cassie exclaimed with joy.

Could Witch Zhang's exorcism have worked? Cassie was puzzled; but wasn't the other woman a fraud?

Xu Yi had a bad feeling and hurried towards Lisa.

Lisa jumped out of bed and dashed toward a pillar nearby with astonishing speed.

"Lisa! Lisa! What are you doing?"

Cassie shouted anxiously, but to no avail, as Lisa did not heed her.

Just as Lisa was about to crash into the pillar and shatter her head, Xu Yi, quick as lightning, embraced her.

But his complexion quickly changed; Lisa struggled in his arms with frightening strength, so much so that he could not hold her with his own strength.

"Come help!" Xu Yi shouted angrily at the stunned bystanders.

It was only then that Cassie and Andrew snapped to action, rushing to help control Lisa.

When Lisa saw she could not break free, she suddenly extended both hands and began to choke herself vigorously.

Xu Yi tried to pry them off, only to find her grip was like that of a vice; if he tried to force them apart, it would only break her fingers.

"Lisa, Lisa, what's wrong with you?" Cassie broke down sobbing.

"Stop crying!" Xu Yi was a bit annoyed by the crying, cursing furiously. What good was crying at a time like this?

He held Lisa with one hand and reached into his pocket with the other, pulling out a lighter.

The Cassie couple naturally noticed Xu Yi's movements; they were puzzled why he would take out a lighter at such a time. Was he going to smoke a cigarette?

But in such an emergency, was smoking appropriate?

They were somewhat annoyed but did not ask out loud, because they could sense a change in Xu Yi's aura, emanating an inexplicable authority.

"Let the holy fire descend, evil spirits be banished!" Xu Yi chanted softly.

The lighter's lid was flipped open with a clear, crisp sound, followed by a snap, as the pale gold flame rose.

The flame moved in front of Lisa, illuminating her dim eyes.

Xu Yi thought he heard a roar between illusion and reality, like a beast, and yet like a woman's scream.

Lisa's body shuddered violently, then she collapsed limply and fell into unconsciousness once more.

"Xu Yi... what are you...?" Cassie and her husband looked at Xu Yi with shock and confusion.

In their minds, Xu Yi had always been the son of the chef from the restaurant next door, but looking at him now, with his imposing presence and the sharpness in his eyes, they felt he was a stranger.

Xu Yi ignored them, closing the lid of the lighter, allowing the flame to extinguish on its own.

There was very little of the blood essence in the lighter, so naturally, he needed to conserve it.

He picked up Lisa and put her back on the hospital bed, minding his own business.

The camera lights were flashing intermittently as the two reporters had been clicking away since the moment Xu Yi began the exorcism, capturing photo after photo.

One of the reporters was also scribbling on a piece of paper, and Xu Yi had reason to believe that they were recording the words he had just spoken.

The "exorcism spell" was naturally something Xu Yi had made up on the spot, intended to be heard by the reporters.

In his view, exorcists and celebrities were somewhat similar—the more famous you are, the higher the price you can command. He didn't become an exorcist to pursue some noble ideal of saving humanity.

To become famous, one must have distinctive features to stand out from other exorcists, which is why he deliberately added the spell.

Although it was a bit like misleading others, earning money this way wasn't shameful at all!

Cassie and her husband wanted to ask more, but just then, a knock came at the door, and a man in a suit stood at the entrance, standing as straight as a rod.

Cassie and her husband looked at the visitor with puzzlement. They had lived in Chinatown for most of their lives and had the insight to recognize that the man's suit was particularly tailored, definitely a high-end custom piece.

The leather shoes were made from top-grade cowhide, and the watch was a luxury brand.

The entire outfit was undeniably costly.

They wondered why such a wealthy person would come here—had he come to the wrong room by mistake?

Before they could voice their inquiries, the man walked in directly, standing in front of Xu Yi and respectfully called out, "Boss!"

Cassie and her husband looked at Xu Yi with unsettled confusion—what exactly was his identity?

Xu Yi nodded, acknowledging the greeting.

Before leaving, he had phoned Ailent from a phone booth, asking him to come to the hospital.

The reason he summoned Ailent was not to discuss business, but because he thought he might need his car.

"What's going on here?" Xu Yi pulled Ailent outside the room and lowered his voice.

Of course, he was referring to the latter's outfit. Others might be fooled, but Xu Yi knew Ailent's situation all too well.

The guy was just a real estate agent—while he could make some money, he was far from being wealthy. Such attire must have emptied his savings.

"Isn't it because I thought that as your agent, I can't let you lose face, so I had to get myself something decent? What do you think?" Ailent fiddled with his clothes.

Did this guy really spare no expense? But since he was putting so much thought into his role as an agent, Xu Yi was quite pleased.

"What's the situation now?" Ailent asked quietly.

Xu Yi briefly explained the situation.

Ailent nodded, "I got it, the rest is up to me now!"

Back in the room, Cassie and her husband were communicating with the doctor, yet their gazes occasionally drifted toward the door.

Whether it was Xu Yi's holy fire exorcism or the sudden arrival of the wealthy man, both undoubtedly indicated Xu Yi's extraordinary nature.

The doctor's examination was the same as before—there was nothing wrong with the body, but the patient was still in a coma.

"Since you know him, why don't you ask for his help?" the doctor asked quietly.

After witnessing the scene, everyone had their theories about Lisa's condition—it clearly wasn't just a common illness.

Cassie and Andrew nodded; they, of course, understood this, but having been cold before, they now eagerly wanted to ask for help, which was a bit of a blow to their pride.