Running A Cemetery in North America-Chapter 479 - 327: The Only Immortal in the End of Dharma Era (Grand Finale)

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Lin Group, headquarters.

Lin Wan sat cross-legged in her meditation room, holding an energy orb in her hands, breathing in a stream of True Qi.

Suddenly, she slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a long stream of white energy.

It shot out like a straight ribbon, appearing from a distance like a white sword.

After several breaths, this white energy slowly dissipated.

"Ever since I traded with the Queen Mother of the West at Kunlun Ruins for the Elixir of Immortality, my cultivation seems to have progressed much smoother."

Lin Wan got up and walked out of the meditation room, looking down at the street through the office's floor-to-ceiling window, inexplicably sighing: "Alas, I wonder how Sun Yan is doing on the Moon now."

Beep beep beep.

Just then, Lin Wan's private phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the number on the screen, Lin Wan's eyes lit up instantly; it was Sun Yan calling.

Previously, Sun Yan was on the Moon, naturally unable to make calls.

Now suddenly receiving a call from him clearly indicated that Sun Yan had successfully returned to Earth.

The things Lin Wan had worried about all along were smoothly resolved.

"Hello." Lin Wan answered the phone.

"Did you have any special reactions after taking the Elixir of Immortality given by the Queen Mother of the West?"

Sun Yan asked seriously.

"Reactions? Well, yes, my complexion improved, my skin texture got better, and my overall senses have become much sharper." Lin Wan replied.

Ever since consuming the Elixir of Immortality, her physical attributes had significantly enhanced.

"That's good."

Sun Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The Elixir of Immortality was given by the Queen Mother of the West, and after her physical body was destroyed, he feared that what she left behind would cause some chain reactions.

Now it seemed that was not the case, making him feel somewhat over-cautious.

"Sun Yan, when did you come back from the Moon? You should have told me so I could pick you up with Mang Mang." Lin Wan said happily.

"Not long ago."

After a chat with Lin Wan, Sun Yan hung up the phone and returned to the Evangelical Town Cemetery in North America.

Now that all matters at hand were settled, with no worries left behind, it was time to take a thorough rest.

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Saint Anna City, Haidong Tea House.

Zhou Haidong, as usual, sat in the tea room enjoying tea.

Ever since Sun Yan had Arthur help implement Earth Shrines throughout America, there hadn't been Ah Piao incidents in any American city for a long time.

This led to exorcists like Zhou Haidong gradually losing their work.

Fortunately, most exorcists in the Folklore Association had side businesses; those selling dumplings sell dumplings, those selling glutinous rice sell glutinous rice, so they wouldn't starve from the lack of Ah Piao dealing.

However, many found it peculiar, occasionally chatting and discussing it in their group.

[Zhao Chuan Yi (Buy peace talismans from me)]: Master Zhou, now my peace talismans are harder to sell. Without Ah Piao, those people see no point in buying them. Do you have any new avenues for me to earn a living?

[Deng Lan (Divination & Fortune Telling | Wonton Group Purchase)]: Old Zhao, just sell wontons with me. Once you learn, you can open a branch, and making some pocket money each month is really easy.

[Zhao Chuan Yi (Buy peace talismans from me)]: Better not, foreigners' tastes are the hardest to grasp.

[Profound Wisdom (Blessings | Ascension | Blessings)]: Now even I find it hard to earn money. Ever since the Earth Shrine thing, I feel like encounters with Evil Ghosts have become rarer, and even souls don't linger after death. Really strange.

[Zhou Haidong (Folklore Association Vice President)]: It's a good thing, I suppose. No ghosts mean no harm from Evil Ghosts. It's just a shame these exorcism techniques won't be passed down.

[Profound Wisdom (Blessings | Ascension | Blessings)]: True, no ghosts in the world mean no need for exorcism skills.

[Madman Huang (Slaughterhouse Butcher)]: Guys, just now a white man brought me some stuff; I've never seen anything this strange. Use your knowledge to help me figure this out—is it the remains of a high monk or a mummy or something?

[Madman Huang (Slaughterhouse Butcher)]: [Image]

As Madman Huang sent out a clear photo, the entire group's chat atmosphere instantly became quiet.

Clearly, every group member was intently looking at the image in the photo.

It was a corpse laying on a concrete floor, limbs twisted, body covered in scars from external destruction.

And in the corpse's chest was a Broken Sword.

Although it's unclear how long it had been, this Broken Sword remained as pristine as ever, showing no signs of rust or corrosion.

[Zhou Haidong (Folklore Association Vice President)]: Where did this come from? Looks like an old item.

[Madman Huang (Slaughterhouse Butcher)]: The white man said it fell from the sky, landing right in his backyard, so he brought it to me to take a look.

The Folklore Association's chat group suddenly buzzed with discussions about the Heavenly corpse's origin.

[Zhou Haidong (Folklore Association Vice President)]: @ [Jackson (Gospel Town Cemetery Manager)], what do you think?

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Driving, Sun Yan saw someone was @ing him, took out his phone to have a look.

Upon seeing the photo Madman Huang posted, Sun Yan's expression turned amazed.

Even if just a photo, he sensed something peculiar from that corpse.