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?!

Returning to his room, Zheng Cheng sat cross-legged in the secret chamber, closing his eyes to restore his spirit, washing away the fatigue of over a month.


Afterward, he took out the Other Shore Flower Crystal.


Taking a deep breath, without any hesitation, he directly crushed the crystal in his hand.


A crisp breaking sound was followed by a faint buzzing noise.


In Zheng Cheng's surprised eyes, streams of pinkish-red mist started to emerge from the crystal, wrapping around his body and slowly penetrating into him.


A phantom of an Other Shore Flower petal abruptly appeared before his eyes.


In his mind, strands of blood-red threads appeared, following his thoughts and spirituality deep into his consciousness.


Where two utterly different Skill Trees intertwined, a crimson fruit suddenly grew.


Germination, growth, blooming, fruition—all in one breath.


Chapter 360 Cultivating Skills, Mutant Forbidden Curse!_3