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?!

In the towering black grassland, dozens of massive silhouettes were quickly approaching through the lush jungle.


Upon closer examination, they were actually gigantic black pythons with sharp fangs, rapidly charging toward their target.


Zhuang Shuai's body was enveloped in a pitch-black glow, and his burly body was clad in a massive black Flesh Thorns Armor, bristling with dense spikes.


He had no way of attacking, but relied on his muscular frame and spikes to steadily advance.


The enormous black pythons surrounding him viciously bit at him, only to smash into the spikes that encased his whole body, resulting in their heads being split open, blood gushing, and their poisonous fangs shattering.


Accompanying his movements, the thorns continuously pierced, wriggled, and even spun around, causing many black pythons to be directly impaled to death by him.


Chapter 365 Flesh is Weak, Mechanical Ascension!_1