Running A Cemetery in North America-Chapter 393 - 267: Making Money on the Side

Three days later.

On the bed in the hotel, the fully crystallized body of Sun Yan suddenly developed numerous cracks.

Then, like ice breaking off, it fell piece by piece.

Revealing the true form of Sun Yan hidden within.

At this moment, his skin truly appeared as if carved from jade, flawless and without any visible pores.

Like a divine statue meticulously crafted by a skilled artisan, radiating a majestic and noble aura.

Sun Yan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Your transformation is complete; now you can be considered a part of the Immortal class." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, who had been waiting for this moment, spoke with satisfaction.

In the End of Dharma Era, being able to personally create a little immortal with such a transformation was undoubtedly a rewarding achievement.

Especially since Sun Yan had inherited the divine temple of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, his power would not be lacking.

"Thank you for your help, Master. So now, am I truly immortal, ageless, and with endless longevity?" Sun Yan looked at his hands and couldn’t help but ask curiously.

No ordinary person has ever seen a true Immortal, nor do they know what a true Immortal is capable of.

But the ancient records say that those Immortals had the power to move mountains and seas, roam freely in the world, and live forever.

They dwell high under the heavens, occasionally descending to tease mortals.

"That’s naturally impossible."

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao shook his head decisively, "Even Immortals can eventually die, hence why the Immortal families need to regularly attend the Queen Mother’s Peach Blossom Assembly and eat flat peaches to prolong their lives. Look at this Monkey King, despite being born of heaven and earth and a stone fetus, his lifespan was only a few hundred years. Had he not gone to the Underworld to alter the Book of Life and Death, he would have been marked as a dying being."

Sun Yan glanced at the Monkey King beside him, revealing a look of sudden realization.

"Why are you all looking at me?" The Monkey King scratched his face, asking back.

"Immortals are merely beings who have touched a higher level of existence; they’re not that noble. You don’t need to take it too seriously."

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao stood with arms crossed, speaking with arrogance.

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, nephew of the Jade Emperor, son of Lord Yang, residing at Guanjiangkou, and brother to the Six Saints of Meishan, loved hunting with the Six Saints of Meishan throughout his life.

When Sun Wukong caused havoc in the Celestial Palace, he was summoned by an order from the Jade Emperor and engaged in a battle with Sun Wukong, capturing him by leveraging his strength.

Praise poetry mentions:

Proud and Refuses to Acknowledge Celestial Family, Proud and Godly, Living in Guanjiang.

Red City Zhaohui Yingling Saint, Erlang of Infinite Manifestation.

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao, having achieved Physical Body Ascension, did not reside in the lofty Celestial Court, but instead lived in Guanjiangkou with twelve hundred grass-headed gods.

He treated water for the people, held up mountains, chased the sun, searched mountains to subdue demons, captured dragons, and slayed flood dragons.

Upon hearing the True Monarch’s words, Sun Yan couldn’t help feeling touched; the True Monarch truly was a god close to the people.

He reached for the phone he placed on the bedside before his transformation, and saw dozens of missed calls displayed on it.

All from the same number, calling repeatedly over the past three days.

"Who is this?" Sun Yan showed a hint of confusion.

His return to the country wasn’t even known to his parents; has telecommunications fraud in the country become advanced enough to target him as soon as he returned?

Sun Yan scoffed and was about to put away the phone when suddenly, the unfamiliar number called again.

"Hey! This damned scam call." Sun Yan chuckled.

Wherever this piglet is locked up, they’re truly diligent and persistent in targeting him, refusing to give up.

"Alright, let’s see what you actually want." Sun Yan directly answered the call.

Soon, a strange man’s voice came through over the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Sun Yan?"

"Yes, it’s me." Sun Yan replied calmly.

Unexpectedly, this scammer knows quite a bit about him; truly in the big data era, personal information is no longer a private thing.

"Hello Mr. Sun Yan, first of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Bi Tangfeng, currently employed in private security, working as a bodyguard for wealthy individuals. Recently, my employer has encountered some non-scientific issues, commonly known as ’possession’ in the community.

You saved Miss Nie on flight A80257, and she mentioned the incident to her parents. My employer, being a friend of Miss Nie’s parents, became aware of this. We have hired many spirit mediums, masters, and exorcists but none could solve it. So we thought to reach out to you.

If Mr. Sun Yan can resolve the troubles facing my employer, we are willing to offer a consulting fee of 3 million. I wonder if Mr. Sun has time recently."

The man on the phone methodically introduced the situation, soon making Sun Yan understand what it was about.

"Miss Nie..." Sun Yan suddenly recalled the wealthy girl he encountered on the plane that day.

So the issue stems from her?

"3 million..."

The remuneration offered by the other party was indeed generous; if it’s just exorcism, Sun Yan could earn this money quite effortlessly.

Even though he is now an immortal, he still has to live day-to-day, eating, drinking, and basic needs, all requiring money.

No one ever thinks they have too much money, Sun Yan thought and quickly agreed.

"Okay, where are you, give me an address, I’ll come to find you." Sun Yan said.

"My employer is currently recovering in Jiangnan District of the Eight Western Countries. His possession is quite severe, preventing him from moving. Could Mr. Sun come to the Eight Western Countries? We will cover your travel and accommodation expenses; all costs during your stay will be taken care of by us."

"The Eight Western Countries... alright, I’ll head over in the next few days." Sun Yan hesitated slightly but agreed.

Now that he is already an immortal, no distance is too far to travel.

Even if he were captured as a piglet, Sun Yan could single-handedly take on an entire park of AK-wielding thugs and walk out unscathed.

...

After the call ended, in a luxury mansion far away in Jiangnan District of the Eight Western Countries.

A noblewoman sipped coffee, looking sullen, turned to her bodyguard beside her, and asked, "What did that guy say?"

"Madam, the person has agreed and should arrive in the Eight Western Countries within a few days." The bodyguard nodded in response.

"Good! That damned guy, actually causing my son to suffer a backlash. Isn’t he just trying to get that Nie family’s daughter? Our families are similar, matching in terms of wealth, strong together would be perfect; being together would be beneficial."

The noblewoman said with a sinister look, "When he arrives, take him down immediately, let Master Pu use him to cure my son’s problem."

"Understood." The bodyguard nodded, inadvertently revealing the gun holstered at his waist.

...

A few days later, a plane landed at Han City Airport.

As soon as Sun Yan walked out of the airport, he saw an Alphard MPV parked by the roadside.

A man in a suit stepped out of the car and walked straight towards Sun Yan.

"Mr. Sun, I am the staff responsible for picking you up. Just call me David. Please get in the car; it’s quite troublesome to catch a taxi in Jiangnan District."

"Tell me about your employer’s possession issue; what specifically did he encounter?"

As Sun Yan settled into the car, he asked comfortably leaning against the seat.

"No problem, here’s what happened. About half a month ago, my boss went to the South Seas for a business trip. He met a local woman there and had some relations with her. Of course, he paid afterwards. But, after returning home, my boss began to notice problems with his body. His skin started developing red sores, and gradually he lost the ability to move and speak. Lady Boss felt something was wrong, invited a master to take a look, and finally determined it was possession..."

Under the bodyguard’s account, the vehicle gradually disappeared into the horizon.