Chapter 152 - 151: God-Serving Maiden

Chapter 152: Chapter 151: God-Serving Maiden

’The god wants to hold a beauty pageant?’

Outside, the eyes of Fang Can’s followers lit up when they heard this.

"Me, me! I’ll contribute my twin daughters."

"Pick me, pick me! I have a distant relative whose daughter is a renowned beauty for miles around."

"Then my wife can be considered as well."

...

"Stop, stop, stop. What is all this nonsense?" Ye Yonglie said, his brow tightly furrowed. "This is an offering for the god. Quality over quantity is key; we can’t just let any riffraff be included."

"And what’s this about your wife? The requirements clearly state they must possess their primordial yin. You’re just answering without reading the question, aren’t you?" Ye Yonglie glared at the Martial Artist who had eagerly volunteered.

"Ah, well, she’s my wife in name only. For the sake of our training, we’ve all... you know, cut it off. I just married her to keep up appearances."

The Martial Artist waved his hand dismissively. "If I ever make it to the Heaven-Ascending Road, then I’d be able to enjoy her. But since the god needs her, she must naturally be offered to him."

Seeing the jubilant Martial Artists, Ye Yonglie’s brow furrowed in a troubled expression.

"Hey, why don’t we just hold a selection process for the entire Capital City?"

Suddenly, a Martial Artist suggested, "We can have a dedicated team score candidates based on various criteria. Only the top one hundred will be chosen."

"Great idea! I’m all for it!" Ye Yonglie declared with a wave of his hand. "Ugly women aren’t worthy of the god. A handsome man like him should totally dominate those beauties!!!"

"We’ll select the most suitable handmaidens for the god based on five criteria: appearance, personality, figure, skills, and status!"

"Yes! I agree!"

"Seconded!"

Seeing his suggestion met with a chorus of approval, Ye Yonglie said with satisfaction:

"Let’s get to work now. I need to see a plan by this evening. Tomorrow, we’ll plaster this notice all over the city."

...

Fang Can stood within his residence, meticulously altering the organs of his body, fully focused on remodeling his physical structure.

He could hear the heated discussion of the Heart Image Martial Artists next door. He felt an urge to stop them, but on second thought, he decided to let it be.

’Since I’ve already delegated the task, they can do whatever they want. As long as they deliver the final results, it’s fine.’

And so, with Fang Can’s hands-off approach, the group of Martial Artists brainstormed and came up with a detailed plan that very day.

After a bulletin titled "Regarding the Selection of Divine Handmaidens in the Capital City" was drafted, the followers immediately printed several thousand copies overnight.

The same day the posters were produced, these bulletins were posted up in every street and alley.

The next morning, when the people of the Capital City awoke from their slumber, they were greeted by the sight of posters recruiting women for Fang Can plastered all over the streets.

[A Respectful Proclamation to the People of the Capital City:

We, the faithful followers, in gratitude for the divine grace of our god, Fang Can, wish to select beautiful maidens to serve by his side, praying for the peace of the nation and for smooth progress upon the Martial Dao. We hereby issue this call for a public selection and invite the virtuous ladies of the Capital City to participate. The criteria for selection are detailed as follows:

First, Sublime Visage: "As radiant as the moon rising through morning clouds, as brilliant as a lotus emerging from green waters." Her eyes must capture the spirit of mountains and rivers, her skin possess the pure luster of ice and jade. Lotuses shall bloom in her footsteps, and her laughter shall summon the call of phoenixes. Even in plain dress and with a simple pin, her divine essence must be impossible to hide.

Second, Virtuous Character: She must possess a gentle and noble virtue, with a heart as pure as jade. Her words shall be as a spring breeze, her conduct as tranquil as autumn waters. Both her joys and sorrows must be expressed with perfect measure, and her every action must align with decorum. Above all, devout reverence for the god is essential.

Third, Form in Accord with the Dao: Her proportions must echo the harmony of Heaven and Earth. Her shoulders, as if sculpted, shall align with the celestial principle of Qian; her waist, slender as bound silk, shall accord with the terrestrial grace of Kun. Her movements must suggest a divine crane gliding upon the waves, and her stillness must embody the resilient elegance of bamboo.

Fourth, Proficiency in the Martial Dao: The Martial Dao gathers the light of all paths. She must possess the hidden strength to shatter cauldrons, be it through enlightened Swordsmanship or masterful blade techniques. Those who have attained the Heaven-Ascending Realm will be regarded as candidates of the highest caliber.

Fifth, Illustrious Lineage: Her ancestry should carry a legacy of at least a hundred years, and her family’s scholarly tradition should span three generations. Preference will be given to those whose fathers or brothers serve at the imperial court, and more so to those whose maternal line descends from an immortal sect. However, candidates of humble birth who possess extraordinary qualities will also be considered, breaking with convention.

All who meet the aforementioned criteria are welcome to register.

On the day of the selection, we shall personally preside to choose the most outstanding individuals. May our god grant his blessing, that many great beauties emerge to grace this grand event.

Date: Year X, Month X, Day X of Tonghe

Hereby Proclaimed!]

"What does this say?"

As they went about their day, the people of the Capital City looked at the contents of the poster, all with blank expressions.

"I think it’s that Fang Can from the Rising Dragon List. He’s selecting handmaidens, so he plastered notices all over the city to announce it to the world."

"But aren’t those Martial Artists all... you know? Does he need a handmaiden to sleep with too?"

"I heard this Fang Can has only been cultivating for less than two months. Maybe there’s still time for him to... get the cut."

"Who cares? Let’s just go watch the show when the time comes."

...

Leaving aside the gossip of the common folk, this news soon reached the ears of other Martial Artists as well.

"Posting notices to choose concubines? Is Fang Can insane?" After reading the notice in his hand, Fu Yuxiang tore it to shreds.

Ever since Fang Can defeated him a few days ago, he had been diligently cultivating on his way to the Capital City, earnestly studying the blade technique Fang Can had unleashed with his Heart Image. He couldn’t help but become completely engrossed in it.

Over the past ten-odd days, he had already managed to comprehend seventy to eighty percent of it. ℯℯ𝑙.

If he were to face the Fang Can from that day again, he was confident he could now take that Heart Image strike head-on.

He was even prepared to challenge Fang Can again.

And what does he find? While he was training his heart out, Fang Can was apparently indulging himself with women?

"Absurd! This is utterly absurd!" Fu Yuxiang couldn’t help but rage.

"What’s so great about women? To neglect the noble Martial Dao, to stop training his strength, all to hold some kind of beauty pageant."

"Once you’ve been ground down a few times by that bone-scraping steel blade, your bones will go soft and your muscles will turn to jelly. How can anyone cultivate properly then?"

A follower at his side clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That Fang Can has grown weary of cultivation, while you, my lord, train without rest. While he indulges in pleasure, you strive to improve. It won’t be long before your divine self will surely surpass him."

"What do you know!" Fu Xiangyu’s eyebrows shot up. "With Fang Can’s talent, he should be nurtured by the Great Derivation and become famous throughout the world! He shouldn’t be sinking into the trivial pursuit of women."

"The Grand Tournament of Nations begins in less than a month! With his current cultivation, Fang Can should be able to break into the top 100 of the Hidden Dragon List. He should be seizing this time to improve, to secure a high rank, and bring glory to our nation of Yan!"

"One’s rank in the tournament affects future Realm advancement. How can he waste his time so frivolously?"

"No, I have to go talk some sense into him." Fu Xiangyu said, starting to rise, but his followers grabbed him by the leg.

"My lord, you mustn’t! That Fang Can has clearly lost his mind to beautiful women. If you go charging over there, you’ll only be humiliated. Why not wait for Prince Qing’s invitation tomorrow? You can personally admonish him then."

Looking at his followers, Fu Xiangyu could only stop. "Alright, let go of me. I won’t go."

Seeing their lord relent, the followers finally relaxed, truly worried that he wouldn’t be able to defeat Fang Can.

Following these discussions, most people didn’t take Fang Can’s "concubine selection" seriously, treating it as little more than a joke to watch for entertainment.

During this three-day lead-up period, the invitation from Prince Qing arrived.