Yiqian Qingdai

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn't help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.
Firstly, what in the world is the "Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis" spell? And don't even get me started on the "Osteoporosis" spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like "Blood Burn," "Gradual Freeze," and "Mental Chaos." Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?
Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield "Doomstorm" and "Ice Age," swordsmen boast "Sword Rain: Homecoming" and "Wind-Cutter Slash," while archers showcase "Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars" and "Storm Arrow." Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named "Cancer Cell Proliferation," "T-Virus Infection," and "Rabies Outbreak."
In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, "Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!" 
Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, "Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don't know!" 
Even a boss character confesses, "Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!"


I'm a Pastor, what the hell is an Acute Gastroenteritis Outbreak Spell?!

They saw Terence move into action the moment he stepped on stage. He charged at Zheng Cheng, surrounded by a flurry of swords, like a madman.


In just five seconds, he covered a hundred meters.


His broadsword, as large as a door panel, gleamed with a blinding light as it was brought down fiercely.


"Zheng Cheng wasn't even able to react!" 


"With that sword strike, even a steel puppet could be split into two!"


"I wonder if Zheng Cheng can handle him. If he can't, we can only rely on Qin Zheng or Zhu Chengyu..."


Loud discussions could be heard from the surrounding crowd. Almost all eyes were fixed on the two fighters on the stage.


Seconds later, the sword aura dissipated, revealing the figures on the stage.


Between Zheng Cheng and Terence, another figure stood tall.


Chapter 157: Shit Falls From The Sky! Want to Cancel My Score?