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Running A Cemetery in North America

Chapter 53: Packed Up and Taken Away

Author: Lin 21
updatedAt: 2025-09-07

CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 53: PACKED UP AND TAKEN AWAY

The blood and flesh growing inside this vampire corpse can only be cut even by Sosia’s claws.

But cutting off this flesh serves no purpose, as they can still attack nearby living beings, even detached from the vampire corpse’s body.

In the face of physical means, this vampire corpse is invincible.

However, when confronted with Sun Yan, who has now called upon a deity’s power, the vampire corpse’s flesh immediately loses its eerie adhesive ability.

Sun Yan can directly dissipate the vitality within this flesh, causing it to die completely; having this ability to eradicate from the root is top-tier exorcism, making it a nemesis to such evil spirits.

Splatter! Splat!

More than a dozen blood vessels shot through Sosia’s chest and abdomen, pinning her to the ground. Most of her body was already wrapped in blood and flesh, and Sosia, who had been so valiant just moments ago, was now continuously coughing up blood, gravely injured.

The vampire corpse now turned its head to look at Sun Yan, focusing its attention on this masked human.

In an instant, an abundance of blood vessels emanated from the vampire corpse’s back, rushing toward Sun Yan, intending to replicate the attack and wipe out this man before it, just like it severely injured Sosia.

Sun Yan swung his stick, and a blood vessel that reached his front was instantly snapped into two.

The Ghost Torturing Stick may look like just a wooden stick, but its effect on evil spirits is not inferior to that of a divine weapon, banishing evil with a single strike.

Two blood vessels came from the side, aiming to ambush Sun Yan’s back, a blind spot beyond his sight, where evasion was impossible.

Then two small agile figures leaped up, wielding their Tiger Token and Fire Talisman, severing the ambushing blood vessels on the spot, giving them no chance to attack Sun Yan.

It was the two General Enhancing Puppets indeed!

Every temple fair, when a divination child invites the gods to descend, General Zeng and General Sun always appear together, and it is no exception with Sun Yan.

The two General Enhancing Puppets, also magical artifacts, can assist Sun Yan in battle when he invokes the ’divination child’ entry, allowing General Zeng to possess him.

If Sun Yan encounters a problem during magical combat, the two General Enhancing Puppets can help remedy it, allowing Sun Yan to focus more on fighting the evil spirits.

But in a few blinks, Sun Yan was stepping with Three-Step Praise, arriving in front of the coffin.

He kicked it vigorously, causing the coffin to fly sideways at a wall heavily.

The vampire corpse and the large amount of blood flesh beneath it tumbled out together, and before it could regain its footing, Sun Yan raised the Ghost Torturing Stick and hurled it forcefully like a spear.

The Ghost Torturing Stick transformed into a black shadow in an instant, piercing the vampire corpse’s chest, almost entirely embedding itself within.

The Ghost Torturing Stick bore the decree of General Zhu of the Thunder Gateway and General Meng of the Fengdu Ghost Torture from among the Thirty-Six Celestial Generals of the Thunder Department.

Even on the Eastern Continent, it’s considered a Supreme Yang Magical Artifact; spirits and demons avoid it by three feet, or else one strike would scatter their soul, making reincarnation impossible.

Now lodged in the vampire corpse, though it’s a tangible evil spirit, it can’t withstand the power of the Ghost Torturing Stick at close range.

Immediately, a considerable amount of noxious black smoke dispersed from its body, and the vampire corpse began to wither, emitting a putrid stench.

The blood and flesh growing behind the vampire corpse also started withering rapidly, their movement becoming sluggish.

Sun Yan leaped up, grabbed the Ghost Torturing Stick lodged in the vampire corpse’s chest, and slashed down. Although the Ghost Torturing Stick lacked any sharpness, it directly cleaved open the vampire corpse, delivering the final blow for exorcism.

Bam!

The vampire corpse fell to the ground and ceased moving entirely. The blood and flesh it grew turned to withered dust at that moment.

Sun Yan watched it all with indifference, slowly closing his eyes.

When he opened them again, his gaze was back to normal, looking at ’his’ masterpieces in disbelief: "The power of divination exorcism is this great, though this evil spirit seemed formidable, it couldn’t withstand even three moves against the possession of General Sun."

When the divination child invokes General Zeng and General Sun, speaking is forbidden during divination, or else the process would fail.

So, Sun Yan kept his mouth shut throughout, not daring to make a sound; it was his first time performing divination outside, and he was quite satisfied with the displayed power.

With this hidden technique, neither evil nor demonic spirits can stir up trouble before Sun Yan.

He removed the three incense sticks from his forehead; normally, these incense sticks would burn for at least ten minutes, but in less than a minute of divination, it had already burned to the end.

"It seems the speed at which incense burns relates to the duration of divination," Sun Yan mused to himself.

He looked down at Sosia lying on the ground, though this Wolf Girl’s physique was monstrous, the injuries inflicted by the vampire corpse were too severe.

Her chest, abdomen, and shoulders were riddled with vascular wounds, with blood pouring out, forming a pool beneath her.

Such massive blood loss, even the world’s top medical teams couldn’t save her, only waiting for death.

"I, I..." Sosia gasped, spitting out bloody foam, seemingly trying to say something to Sun Yan, yet not a word came out.

Her lung was severely damaged, blood blocking the airway, making her unable to speak, only producing gasps like a bellows.

Sun Yan felt neither affection nor dislike toward this Wolf Girl.

Their interaction was brief; Sun Yan didn’t even know her name.

Seeing Sosia beyond saving, and since she had shown no hostility earlier, Sun Yan was too lazy to deliver a fatal blow.

Instead, he kept a safe distance from her, avoiding any death throes she might attempt: "Don’t struggle, depart in peace. Rest assured, I will see to your body after your death."

If an ordinary person saw a woman with fur growing densely and hands turning beast-like, they’d be terrified.

But for an exorcist like Sun Yan, who’s no stranger to evil spirits, there’s no fear in him.

Instead, the three bodies in the room appeared as the finest spoils in Sun Yan’s eyes, ready for packing and burial at Evangelical Town Cemetery.

Nothing delights a Tomb Guardian more than burying a few more corpses in the cemetery.

When White Sunday returns, he might secure a valuable trade with the Corpse Collector.

"..." Sosia defiantly tilted her head, her eyes dimming as she stared at Sun Yan. Even a Werewolf cannot withstand such fatal injuries, not to mention the superhuman abilities of the vampire corpse far exceeded any encountered bloodline before, leading to her demise unexpectedly.

Descending to his car, Sun Yan retrieved the body bags prepared earlier, folding them and returning to the factory to wrap Sosia, the Bloodline, and the vampire corpse, stowing each into the back of the pickup. Though perilous, today’s venture wasn’t fruitless, yielding substantial gains.

The secrets hidden behind this abandoned factory held no interest for Sun Yan to investigate further.

What happened in those three rooms? What’s with the wandering evil spirits here? The truth behind these secrets surely involves some local powers; otherwise, how did the Wolf Girl find her way here?

Knowing he’s merely an ordinary Tomb Guardian, Sun Yan refrained from meddling in the affairs of major powers to avoid inviting trouble.

Having secured the bodies, he got into the car and quickly sped away. After Sun Yan’s pickup disappeared at the street’s end, it wasn’t long before a white elder donned in security gear slowly walked to the factory entrance.

He observed the factory gate, tampered with earlier, and murmured to himself: "How marvelous that someone managed to eliminate the demonic spirit, a sacrifice failure summoned by the Morolick Clan."

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