From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 135 Innate Divine Artifact!

The weather is getting colder day by day, but the number of newborns in the Yuanling Mountain area is increasing rapidly.

Ten months ago, the number of villages under You Ming's jurisdiction increased from ten to twenty-three. As a result, newborns have been born in these newly added villages in recent times, and the sound of infants crying can be heard almost every day.

The weather was cold, and both pregnant women and newborns were physically weak. You Ming specially ordered some midwives to stay in the village and deliver free medicinal soup to women in confinement every day.

In addition, with barefoot Ben'er leading a group of goiters around every day, although some children and women occasionally caught colds, a large-scale flu outbreak did not occur.

On this day, You Ming was reviewing documents in the temple.

Just half a month ago, the number of midwives was increased again, more than doubling the previous number.

The main reason is that You Ming has always encouraged midwives who have mastered their skills to leave the jurisdiction of Yuanling Mountain and go to other villages or counties.

After all, the villages under Youming's jurisdiction are protected by the innate divine authority of [Taiguang Divine Contract] and the nurturing power of Youming. Now, with the baptism of [Jiyuan Pool Water], there is basically no chance of any difficult births.

But in other places, production remains a dangerous business.

It was precisely because You Ming's midwives were highly skilled, charged only a small amount of money, and provided thorough, standardized services that their reputation in the area soared.

Some widows struggling to make ends meet also came to seek refuge here, hoping to learn some skills.

After conducting some screening, Wu Mo selected some healthy and gentle women and sent them to the midwifery school.

You Ming then flipped through the records of each delivery, which included the time of birth, duration of delivery, the condition of the mother, details of the delivery, and so on.

"...The new type of anesthetic powder, when ground into gas and mixed with hot water, can alleviate the pain of the mother in labor and reduce labor time by about 30%; for those who used forceps during labor, 60% of difficult deliveries turned into normal deliveries... The midwives from Nanling, Qingzhu, Wulin, and Fengcun have repeatedly reported that the instruments are easy to use, and they wish that the temple could provide thirty more..."

At the end of all the entries, there is a summary with annotations by Wu Mo.

You Mingjing stared intently, for although these were just numbers, they represented countless lives to countless families.

Since he is worshipped by all living beings and holds this position, he should minimize the risks of production to the greatest extent possible.

These initial achievements have brought him considerable comfort.

Just as You Ming was about to put the book down, a thought suddenly struck him; he had a premonition.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery rushed backward, and his consciousness seemed to spread outward all at once.

Ultimately, his thoughts settled on a pair of brass pliers, a combination of copper and iron, with faint, winding lines on its surface.

But at this moment, a faint light was seen deep within the spine, light and steady, with a faint golden hue.

You Ming was startled. He recognized the radiance; it was none other than the golden light of merit. He had received a considerable amount of it when he helped Qinglian Jun disintegrate.

But at this very moment, a layer of such radiance has also condensed on this forceps.

It was as if the faint hope for a safe birth that lay deep in the hearts of countless mortals was carried by the object and eventually condensed into this faint power, which even caused some strange changes in the forceps.

Innate divine artifact!

This is on the verge of transforming into a divine artifact.

Suddenly, You Ming had a realization. His [Prenatal Life Treasure Book] and [Quiet Fetal Copper Bell] were all acquired artifacts, standardized products forged by the government offices responsible for forging artifacts within the divine path. Only these innate artifacts truly embodied the hopes of the people and possessed a power that time could not erase.

Each innate artifact represents a major transformation in humanity at a certain stage.

However, the merit radiance emanating from this forceps is faint, and it still has a long way to go before it can truly transform into a divine artifact.

There is nothing in this world that, once invented, immediately causes a sensation that shakes heaven and earth, transcends the river of time, and becomes a supreme innate treasure with unparalleled merit.

This isn't some kind of prehistoric fantasy story.

Any divine artifact needs to be tested by time and recognized by countless beings, who will gradually add their blessings before it can truly transform.

but……

You Ming's heart stirred. Perhaps others need time to slowly transform, but he is different. He has the merit of killing Qinglian Jun.

If he were to actively add this portion of his merit to it, could it help the forceps transform into an innate divine artifact?
Thinking of this, a sudden impulse welled up in his heart.

Although he could not be considered a great cultivator, he had after all achieved the Yin God status, and he vaguely resonated with heaven and earth. Sometimes, when he made a decision, he would always have some kind of feeling.

In his mind, the candle flame formed by [Returning to the Origin of the Radiant] ignited, illuminating his spiritual altar. His will remained firm and unwavering.

In an instant, a plan was made in his mind.

At that moment, You Ming took a deep breath and slowly extended his hands out, and a brilliant halo of merit light slowly emerged.

The scenery is ever-changing, majestic and magnificent, as if countless living beings are sincerely praying behind it.

He pointed, and golden rays burst forth from his soul, like the sun rising over a morning river, dazzling and radiant.

The first ray of golden light fell and touched the forceps. The instrument trembled slightly, and a faint fetal pattern quickly emerged from the back of the forceps, depicting the shape of a reclining fetus, perfectly formed, giving the forceps a touch of antiquity.

Golden light slowly sank into the handle of the pliers, and streaks of light, like veins, meandered up the body of the pliers and wrapped around the fingers. The entire pliers seemed to have a life force, as if it had been given a life of its own.

At that moment, You Ming even sensed a trace of life within the forceps.
Immediately afterwards, more and more golden light suddenly merged into the forceps.

In the void, a barely audible rumble was heard, and a faint breath burst forth from within, transforming into a layer of extremely fine golden cloud, just like the breath a baby truly exhales at the moment of birth.

"Om."

With a gentle vibration, nearly half of the golden light of merit instantly filled the entire clamp body, and amidst the vibration of the device, a very short cry of an infant could be heard.

The sound was crisp and clear, as if this innate divine artifact was announcing its arrival in this way.

The entire forceps floated several feet off the ground, its surface shimmering like water. Divine patterns appeared around the object, their overlapping lines forming a complete celestial seal in the void.

At the same time, the object suddenly shone brightly, and amidst countless rays of light, the pincers underwent a complete transformation.

With a wave of his hand, the fully transformed forceps appeared in his palm. They were warm to the touch, no longer the cold feeling of metal.

(End of this chapter)