From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 102 Divine Altar (More updates coming soon!)
For more than ten days, the midwives have been given a series of "internships," and their skills have been continuously improved through practice.

The only thing that You Ming found unbearable was that the pregnant women in his jurisdiction were all lucky; none of them had experienced difficult labor, and all of them had smooth deliveries without needing forceps.

This is actually related to his divine role. Since he has gained the responsibility of nurturing, his innate divine role, the Fetal Life Divine Contract, will naturally allocate a small amount of power to protect all living beings.

This small amount of energy is enough to ensure the fetus is in the correct position and the pregnant woman is in good health.

With the addition of new delivery techniques, pregnant women naturally have smooth and successful childbirth experiences.

You Ming's feelings at this moment were somewhat like those of a doctor in a hospital. He hoped to have more difficult and complicated cases to practice on, but from a moral standpoint, he also hoped that no one in the world would get sick.

Amidst these conflicting emotions, the day of the Autumn Hunt, the King of Zhenshan, drew ever closer.

On this day, You Ming sat alone on the stone steps in front of the temple, looking up at the heavy clouds on the horizon. With so many things to do each day, gazing into the distance and daydreaming had become one of his few pastimes.

The Night Wanderer Zhu Xin, riding the eerie wind, floated over, carrying a contraption shaped like an incense burner.

His steps were hurried, yet his hands were remarkably steady, and a hint of solemnity lingered on his face.

"Twin Envoys." Zhu Xin bowed slightly, then carefully placed the incense burner on the stone steps.

You Ming raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on the incense burner.

"In a few days, you will set off for the Zhenshan King's Dharma Realm. In addition to eliminating evil spirits, the annual autumn hunt is also used for training the gods' troops."

"I heard that you trained your ghost soldiers on your own, but you did not have a divine altar. Therefore, the City God ordered me to send you an altar so that you could use it to contain and command your troops."

Zhu Xin spoke respectfully.

You Ming originally thought that this so-called autumn hunt was just some gods who were bored and made an appointment to hunt.

But hearing Zhu Xin say this, it seems there are other considerations behind it.

You Ming looked at the incense burner and saw that it was carved with mountains and rivers, and among the mountains and rivers, one could vaguely see the majestic city guarding it.

The air flows smoothly, and wisps of incense smoke waft from the incense burner's opening. At the very center are four seal characters engraved in relief: 【神兵道场】 (Divine Weapon Dojo).

You Ming reached out and touched the surface of the stove, feeling a thick yet gentle force surge into his palm, with a faint, sharp, and murderous sound.

"What a treasure!"

He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He had long heard of the name of the divine altar, where one only needed to consecrate the Yin soldiers, and no matter how far away you were, you could immediately summon them with a single decree.

The divine way is precious, and most earth deities are not good at fighting, so they need these divine soldiers to protect them.

"This is the ritual method of the altar."

Zhu Xin took out another document and respectfully handed it to You Ming, his eyes filled with undisguised envy.

This Carp Spirit God was gaining more and more power, and the City God even allowed him to raise a private army. Yuanling Mountain was already very prosperous and wealthy, and if it could raise an army, it would truly be the third most powerful force in Changning County, after the City God and the River God.

Although I had heard that You Ming had raised some Yin soldiers, the difference between having a divine altar and not having one is enormous.

With the altar, even if the ghost soldiers are defeated and reduced to ashes outside, they can be resurrected within the altar.

As long as there are enough offerings, the sheer number of people is enough to overwhelm any cultivator of the same level.

"Please thank the City God for me."

Although he didn't know why the City God repeatedly showed him kindness, he appreciated it.

After all, his own department, the [Fertility Department], was far removed from the world, essentially leaving him to his own devices. If it weren't for the City God's help, he wouldn't have accumulated such a vast fortune so quickly.

……

As night deepened, a slight chill crept in. Although it was nearly the fifteenth of the lunar month, the moon hadn't been fully visible for the past few days, only vaguely hiding behind the clouds.

You Ming placed the altar in front of his own temple to the fetal deity, using it as an ordinary incense burner.

Although the City God said that the altar was only temporarily lent to him, he had been in officialdom for a long time and naturally understood the implication behind his words.

There's no question of lending or borrowing this item. After all, if you use it to condense Yin soldiers, you can't just return the Yin soldiers as well.

If that's the case, then the City God isn't trying to build a connection with him; he's simply trying to offend him to the death.

Therefore, the City God's implication was that as long as You Ming stayed at Yuanling Mountain, he could continue to use the altar.

Looking at the divine altar, You Ming grew to like it more and more.

He stood before the altar, his official robes fluttering slightly. He unleashed a wisp of his thought toward the altar, and a faint, distant hum resounded. The Yin energy accumulated within the altar surged violently, and wisps of Yin energy escaped from the furnace opening, swirling and condensing.

You Ming took a deep breath, and the yin energy poured into his mouth and nose, while the divine power within him surged into the altar.

Refining this altar is very simple; all you need to do is merge your thoughts with it.

But most importantly, it requires paying a full fifty units of divine power.

This is also why most gods cannot afford to maintain private armies. Not only is the altar expensive, but each ghost soldier requires divine power for salary, training, and deployment.

If the ghost soldiers die, it will take a lot of divine power to revive them.

In order for the Yin soldiers to grow stronger, they need to take soldier pills every month.

All of these are forms of consumption.

Fortunately, You Ming is indeed quite wealthy now, so this amount of expenditure is still within his means.

"boom."

With the payment of fifty streams of divine power, You Ming's thoughts seemed to enter a vast and illusory space.

It seemed real yet unreal, illusory yet illusory, with a dense yin energy permeating the surroundings, which transformed into a grayish-white mist.

At the bottom, layers of shadows spread out, resembling mountains.

Among the mountains, a majestic city can be vaguely seen; if one looks closely, one can almost hear the sounds of war.

Outside, two beams of light suddenly appeared in the center of the altar.

In an instant, it solidified into a jet-black tiger tally, shaped like a crouching tiger, its body engraved with soldier patterns, solemn and majestic.

One of them transformed into a blazing banner, black with red patterns, its surface unfurling without wind, faintly undulating with concentric circles of ripples.

You Ming reached out and grabbed the tiger tally in his hand.

The tiger tally was warm, heavy, and carried an indescribable sense of control.

Not far from Youming, eleven gray-white soul figures stood silently, each wearing a tattered cloth armor, their eyes vacant and their figures elusive.

These are all Tier 1 units, Unorganized Soldier, that he created using the [Unit Editing] cheat code.

Each of them was actually quite strong. Although they had no weapons, their claws were incredibly sharp and possessed a corrosive power of yin energy. Each of them could take on several strong human men.

"go with!"

You Ming tossed the tiger tally aside, and in an instant, eleven black rays of light split off, linking with these unorganized soldiers.

As the black light dissipated, the tattered cloth armor on these unorganized soldiers became neat and tidy. Although it was still cloth armor, it was no longer in a tattered state, and it looked somewhat like a regular army.

(End of this chapter)