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?!

Across the spatial rift, a dozen figures cloaked in black stood silently.


The leader held in his hand a pitch-black crystal ball, which was cracking, gradually disintegrating.


As the crystal ball crumbled, the spatial rift in the not too far off distance expanded, stabilizing.


A tall and robust man with golden short hair and a mask quipped in a deep voice:


"Mr. Ghost Crow, why did you only act now?" He questioned authoritatively.


"And in the heart of Qinzhou province, no less?"


His tone was awkward, almost as if he had just learned the language of Xia Country.


Ghost Crow, the leader, sneered, "Does the Dawning need to explain ourselves to you?"


The golden-haired man roared in anger, "Mr. Ghost Crow, please do not forget this intelligence was provided by us."


"We are your employers for this operation!"


"Employers, huh..." Ghost Crow snickered, "And how did you play your part as employers?"


Chapter 164: Breaking Dawn Abroad, Everyone Has Ulterior Motives! Gentle Young Woman!