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?!

"The man of the Human Race with the Divine Dragon bloodline will be the most bountiful offering of our sacrificial ritual!"


"The man with the Divine Dragon bloodline...?"


Zheng Cheng's heart stirred, and he glanced subconsciously toward the crimson tree.


The corpses of over a dozen humans were all piled at the base of the tree.


The dense roots penetrated their bodies, slowly absorbing their blood.


At the top of the blood-soaked tree, three branches had split off, each large enough to hold a human form.


On one of these branches lay already a figure.


Unexpectedly, Qin Zheng was here, and had even been captured by the Seductive Snake Demon Tribe, prepared to become the offering for the Devil God!


Another woman lay on the second branch.


Her eyes were tightly closed, her face deathly pale, with neat and tidy short hair; her identity was unknown.


As for the third branch, it was still empty, leaving one to wonder for whom it was reserved.


Chapter 374 Your daughter has mastered the Snake Mouth Suction Technique?_2