From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 137 Everything is up to the Empress
"I'm not lying to you, this matter is far too important..."

Fearing that You Ming might harbor resentment, the Golden Boy God briefly explained the pros and cons.

You Ming was dumbfounded. He had only wanted to help the woman have a smoother delivery; he never imagined it would go this far.

But upon closer reflection, it is indeed true.

Forceps can increase the birth rate by 20% to 30%, which may not be significant in a region, but if it is promoted worldwide, it will be an amazing thing.

At this point, this divine artifact will likely transform into something terrifying.

Even if You Ming used his merits to transform it into a divine artifact, his merits only came from a single prefecture, and he hadn't even used them all.

But how vast must the merits that cover the entire world be, and what kind of power will this forceps transform into?

You Ming was a little confused; his little brain simply couldn't support him thinking so far ahead.

However, he was secretly grateful that the Golden Boy God had arrived quickly. If other gods had arrived first, whether by force or robbery, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

"Don't worry, Her Majesty is always generous. She has accepted your favor this time, and she will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

"Just say the word, and I'll go back and write your name in the [Immortal Register], so that the Heavenly Realm can bestow blessings upon you and allow you to ascend directly to immortality."

Golden Boy God quietly approached You Ming and whispered something.

Upon hearing this, You Ming's heart skipped a beat.

This ascension to immortality, no matter how you achieve it, at least grants you a long lifespan, carefree existence, and freedom from calamities and tribulations. What's the difference between this and those students who were guaranteed admission to university in your previous life? This is just too awesome!

He instinctively wanted to agree; trading a forceps delivery for a guaranteed admission to the hospital would be a huge win.

"You rascal, you're always coming up with bad ideas."

But just then, a sound like the deep tolling of an ancient bell rang out, and the palace beams trembled.

The statue of Bixia Yuanjun atop the lotus platform in the temple, its originally peaceful and ethereal sculpted pupils, gradually began to radiate true light. A wisp of rosy light bloomed from the depths of its pupils, the surrounding green smoke automatically swirled back, and the incantations around the statue lit up one by one, as if awakened by celestial deities.

Above the sky, the rosy clouds hung upside down, red and purple like silk, falling from the sky into the mortal world in strands.

In an instant, the sky above the entire temple was filled with rolling clouds, as if a divine chariot was arriving, with dragons and phoenixes exhaling smoke and golden bells ringing clearly.

In the next instant, the statue suddenly transformed into a golden phantom, and amidst the surging aura, a true divine body emerged from it.

You Ming's mouth opened slightly.

"thump."

The Golden Boy God next to him knelt down very quickly.

You Ming dared not be negligent and quickly knelt down, lowering his head so as not to look directly at the divine figure.

“You child, this little carp has extraordinary talent and great fortune. If it is directly registered in the register of immortals, its future will be ruined.”

"Could it be that he'll just be an ordinary immortal for his entire life?"

Bixia Yuanjun's voice echoed throughout the entire hall, and Jintong Shenjun lowered his head even further, showing remorse.

Meanwhile, You Ming stared in disbelief. Actually, I'm willing, I really am willing! What's wrong with becoming an immortal directly?
Of all the cultivators in this world, how many can actually become immortals?

"I'll accept this [Xuanjun Life-Opening Pliers], but I won't take advantage of you, you little carp, for nothing."

"It just so happens that a while ago, a group of young immortals set up some kind of killing spree, trying to cultivate a few juniors. Although they won't amount to much, they can still help you lay a good foundation." "It's rather unsightly that this group is full of immortals. I'll rewrite the secrets of heaven later and add your name to it."

Bixia Yuanjun's voice continued to echo within the main hall.

"What do you think?"

Bixia Yuanjun's gaze fell on You Ming. Although You Ming did not look up, he felt the vast and heavy power, as great as the Great Dao.

"It is entirely up to Your Majesty to decide."

You Ming said loudly.

"Yes, he's a good boy."

Bixia Yuanjun seemed to chuckle softly, and then the entire temple fell silent.

After a long while, the Golden Boy God raised his head and found that the many strange phenomena had disappeared and everything in the temple was as usual.

"Oh my, that scared me to death! Although the Empress is not very good at getting angry, her imposing manner really terrified me."

He plopped down on the ground, no longer caring about his image.

You Ming slowly raised his head, his mind slightly relaxed.

"There's nothing I can do. As you can see, I originally wanted to save you from a thousand years of cultivation, but the Empress disagreed and insisted that you cultivate on your own. So there's nothing I can do to help you."

The Golden Boy God always felt that having one's name recorded in the "Immortal Register" and ascending to heaven in one step was much more enjoyable than the arduous process of cultivation.

Although this kind of mediocre immortal is not good at fighting, has a weak foundation, and will find it difficult to break through in the future, do you think you can break through quickly by cultivating on your own?
Besides, what good is fighting in the Celestial Realm? To survive, you need power and connections.

Even if you're weak, who in our Bixia Yuanjun lineage would dare offend you? They'd all have to respectfully address you as "Divine Lord."
After speaking, the Golden Boy God looked around again, then straightened his neck to make sure that the Jade Maiden of the Azure Clouds had left.

"Of course, Your Majesty is doing this for your own good. You are different from me. I was born a saint and do not need to cultivate. Since you have the aptitude, then work hard."

He patted You Ming's shoulder with a pitiful expression.

Although You Ming felt regretful, he could only nod.

"However, since Her Majesty says she wants to rewrite the secrets of heaven, it means that she will be training you as the official successor of our Bixia lineage. From now on, we won't have to hide any benefits from you."

The Golden Boy God Lord became happy again; he no longer regarded You Ming as his subordinate.

After all, You Ming has made such a great contribution this time. Although he may not be promoted to a higher rank overnight, he can enjoy all kinds of tangible and intangible benefits in the first place.

What does "rewriting the secrets of heaven" mean?

These terms were too advanced for You Ming to understand.

"Hahaha, there was a prophecy in the Immortal Path before, and they set up some kind of 'Five Clouds, Four Heroes and Three Heroes' event, which was actually just to promote the Immortal Path's junior disciples and take advantage of them everywhere."

"However, those few patriarchs of the immortal path were quite powerful, so they merged this matter with the destiny of heaven, making it a predetermined fate. This ensured that all the actions of these younger disciples conformed to the secrets of heaven and their destiny, so they would have smooth sailing and make rapid progress all the way."

"This is somewhat similar to the 'protagonist' in a folk tale. Before the story is finished, they are invincible. Those who oppose them never have a good ending, while those who stand with them rise to prominence along with them."

The Golden Boy God briefly explained the matter to You Ming, and You Ming's expression was quite interesting.

It seems I've already offended several of these so-called "protagonists."

(End of this chapter)