CHAPTER 48: CHAPTER 48: NEW DIVINE POWER ’FINE DOG DIVINE EAGLE

This time Sun Yan finally understood Bakar’s purchasing requirements.

Although he is called a Corpse Collector, ordinary people’s corpses are not worth his interest and are not even qualified to be called ’goods’ by him.

Bakar is truly interested in, and willing to trade for, only those special corpses related to Evil Spirits and Demons.

"Not for sale." Sun Yan resolutely refused.

Ealier, when he bargained with Belia Elizabeth, he started with at least three bottles of Holy Water, and now he was only being offered one. Even if this special corpse related to Batis was not worth much, Sun Yan would never sell it so cheaply.

He was just a novice in the trade, unfamiliar with the affairs of the Exorcism Realm. Unless the other party could offer something Sun Yan truly needed and could not refuse, there was no need to sell off everything mindlessly; keeping it might prove useful in the future.

Bakar seemed not very interested in this special corpse. Seeing that Sun Yan wouldn’t sell, he didn’t mention raising the stakes again and continued wandering around the cemetery.

However, Sun Yan knew clearly how many valuable corpses were currently buried in his cemetery.

Bakar’s transaction journey tonight was likely coming to an end here.

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Graveyard entrance.

"Thank you very much for your company, dear Cemetery Administrator, this White Sunday has been very fruitful for me, and I look forward to our next meeting. I will surely visit again if I have the chance in the next White Sunday."

Bakar doffed his hat and gave a perfectly executed gentleman’s bow to Sun Yan, then turned and stepped into the carriage with Belia Elizabeth.

As the carriage departed, the sound of ringing bells resounded once again and quickly began to fade with the outline of the carriage into the thick fog outside the cemetery, vanishing without a trace.

Gazing at the dense white fog, where you couldn’t even see the ground, Sun Yan watched with wary eyes.

This dense fog was like a bottomless abyss, giving him an inexplicable premonition that if he dared to step inside, he might never return.

"White Sunday... Could there truly be an independent time slot hidden between Sunday and Monday in this world?"

Sun Yan pulled out his phone to check the screen, which still displayed the date as [June 23, 23:59], with time remaining at a standstill.

It only showed that secrets hidden behind this cemetery far exceeded Sun Yan’s imagination. The things he was dealing with were just the tip of the iceberg floating on the sea.

"It seems like grandpa’s sudden death was most likely not an accident at all." Sun Yan thought silently, turning around to head toward the main house.

He had just acquired a Sacred Relic possibly related to the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao from Bakar, and he needed to test it out quickly to see if it worked.

If it could enhance the quality of the divine statue of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, it would greatly benefit Sun Yan.

On the offering table, the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, with a Fan Cloud Crown, Hydration Suit, a waist tied with Silk Tassel, Hemp Shoes on his feet, and holding a long spear in his hand, emanated an indescribable aura of serenity from every angle.

Just quietly observing him could fill one’s heart with an overwhelming sense of peace and security for Sun Yan.

Holding the rusty Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade against the statue’s hand, Sun Yan watched as the blade, tarnished with rust, suddenly shone with golden light, causing the rust to peel off.

Then it transformed into a wisp of golden light that directly entered the body of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao’s statue.

The handsome youth, originally holding a long spear, found the spear transforming into a complete, gleaming Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade.

Sun Yan quickly took out his notebook to check the situation, to assess whether his Tomb Guardian had been enhanced.

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Evangelical Town Cemetery

Demon Exorcism Tomb: 0

Cemetery Building: Main House (Unlocked: Exploration 67%)

Cemetery Entry: Facing Fear, Corpse-Driving Skill, Divination Child

Tomb Magical Artifact: General Sun Mask, General Enhancing Puppet, Ghost Torturing Stick, Soul-Calling Banner

Tomb Guardian: True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao (Excellent)

Cemetery Members: None

Daily Tasks [None]

Time-limited Tasks [None]

Reward Tasks [None]

Dungeon Tasks [None]

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Tomb Guardian: True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao (Excellent)

Assistance Divine Power: Celestial Eye (open Celestial Eye, observe everything, like viewing the palm)

Fine Dog Divine Eagle (can contract with ’Canine x1’ ’Raptor x1’ creatures, share vision, assist in combat)

’The Guardian God has a restraining effect on Evil Spirits’

’Can enhance the divine statue’s quality by collecting exclusive Sacred Relics of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao to unlock more Divine Powers’

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"Just as I thought, the quality of the divine statue has indeed improved."

Seeing the change in the notebook’s displayed information, a subtle smile of joy appeared on Sun Yan’s face.

As long as he could collect more exclusive Sacred Relics, the divine statue’s quality could continue to improve, providing him with more usable Divine Powers, making dealing with Evil Spirits much easier in the future.

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao was a Divine Being revered by the Confucian, Daoist, and Buddhist factions as well as ancient government officials, honored as Langjun God in national sacrifices.

He is also known as Erlang God, True Monarch Erlang, God Guankou, Qingyuan Monarch, River Lord, Emperor Huimin, King of National Guardian and Spirit Responding, Lord of Rivers and Lakes, Saintly Heroic and Righteous King, Saintly Emperor Revered in Eastern Countries, Sacred and Loyal King Gloriously Resounding through Einsurent, and more.

Legend has it that he possesses tremendous strength and boundless spells, adept in Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, with a Divine Eye on his forehead, wielding a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, dedicated for sacred guarding, his divine office spans widely, serving as Water God, Hunting God, National Guardian God, Cuju God, Game God, Agricultural God, and Child Protection God.

In the Ancient Eastern Kingdom, famous stories like Erlang Controlling Water, Carrying Mountains Pushing the Sun, Searching Mountains for Demons, Erlang Capturing Dragons, and Erlang Slaying Flood Dragons are widespread. In folklore, he is a formidable god known for being mighty, transformative, valiant in battle.

Sun Yan was fortunate to have drawn this War God as his first Tomb Guardian, but the divine statue was of too low quality, thus the aid it could provide was quite limited.

However, its presence in the cemetery provided enough deterrence against Evil Spirits and would likely keep them at bay.

"Rest assured, True Monarch, I will do my utmost to collect your exclusive Sacred Artifacts, so you could protect me more in the future."

After completing all this, he turned around and went back to his room to sleep. Although White Sunday had time currently at a standstill, it would eventually return to normal.

This situation seemed too bizarre, and it even involved the most mysterious element—time.

With his current strength, Sun Yan was definitely unable to deal with it. Hopefully, it would return to normal eventually.

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Saint Anna City, Palm Tree Bar.

In the dim light, a mature woman with a leather jacket, tight pants, a slender waist, and long legs sat by the bar, quietly sipping whiskey alone.

Her looks were stunning and wild, with an aura that intimidated anyone who laid eyes on her.

"There’s some news recently, there was an attack incident in the neighboring Buren City, a light-sensitive and balding patient escaped from the mental hospital, broke into the local hospital, and attacked three nurses. The bitten people are suspected to have contracted some disease, exhibiting symptoms like epilepsy, loss of reason, and bloodthirstiness."

"It must be them, those Morolick Clan vermin."

The blonde woman put away the photo, curved her face into a beautiful smile, stood up to leave, and said, "Thanks, Bob, you’re the best informant in California."

The black bartender reminded, "Sosia, you have to be careful."

"There’s no way bats are a match for a wolf," the blonde woman waved her hand over her shoulder and walked towards the bar’s exit without looking back.