Chapter 152: Divine Attendant Maiden

'The gods are holding auditions?'

Outside the house, Fang Can's believers'eyes lit up upon hearing this.

'I'll do it, I'll do it! I'll contribute a pair of twin daughters.'

'Pick me, pick me! My distant relative has a daughter who is a renowned beauty throughout the ten villages and eight townships.'

'Then my wife can join the quota as well.'

'Stop, stop, stop, what nonsense are you spouting?' Ye Yonglie frowned tightly and said, 'This is an offering to the gods; better to have none than to have inferior ones. Do not let just any trash mix in.'

'And what is the deal with your wife? Didn't we say the condition is to possess primordial yin? Are you answering questions without reading the prompt?' Ye Yonglie glared at the martial artist who had raised his hand to volunteer.

'Hey, she's a nominal wife. Everyone cuts theirs off for martial arts practice; we just marry them to fill out the appearance.'

That martial artist waved his hand and said, 'If we ascend the Heavenly Path later, we can enjoy them then. But since the gods need them, of course we must offer them to the gods.'

Watching the martial artists, each one in high spirits, Ye Yonglie frowned with difficulty.

'Eh, why not just hold an audition open to the entire Jingcheng?'

Suddenly, a martial artist proposed, 'Let specialized personnel score everyone based on the various criteria; only the strongest one hundred can be selected.'

'Good idea, I vote for this proposal!' Ye Yonglie waved his hand and said, 'Ugly women are not worthy of the gods; handsome males like the gods should thoroughly torture those beauties!!!'

'We shall select the most suitable Divine Attendant Maidens for the gods based on these five aspects: appearance, personality, figure, skills, and status!'

'Good! I agree!'

'Agreed!'

Seeing his proposal met with a crowd of supporters, Ye Yonglie said with satisfaction:

'Act now. I must see the plan tonight, and tomorrow we will plaster this notice all over the city.'

Fang Can stood within the courtyard, gradually altering every organ in his body, fully transforming his physical structure.

Hearing the heated discussion of the Heart-Image martial artists next door, he felt a desire to stop them, but thought better of it.

Since he had entrusted the task to them, let these people do whatever they wanted, as long as they could deliver the final result.

And with Fang Can's permissiveness, under the brainstorming of this group of martial artists, the specific plan and regulations for the day were produced that very day.

As a promotional poster titled 'Regarding the Selection Work for the Divine Attendant Maidens of the Capital' was created, this group of believers directly copied several thousand copies overnight.

On the very day the posters were produced, this newspaper was posted throughout the streets and alleys.

The next morning, when the people of Jingcheng woke from their slumber, what they saw was the streets plastered with Fang Can's poster recruiting women.

【Respectfully informing the people of Jingcheng:

We, the believers, grateful for the grace of the god Fang Can, wish to select beauties to serve at his side, praying for national prosperity, peace for the people, and smooth progress in the martial arts. We hereby issue a call for open auditions, urging the ladies of Jingcheng to participate enthusiastically. The rules for selection are detailed as follows:

First, Appearance and Dignity: 'Bright as the moon rising above the morning clouds, radiant as the lotus emerging from green waves.' One must possess eyebrows and eyes holding the spiritual beauty of Shanhe, skin containing the clear radiance of ice and jade, steps that birth lotus flowers, and smiles that summon the cries of phoenixes; even with simple hairpins and plain clothes, one's heavenly quality cannot be hidden.

Second, Character and Harmony: One must harbor gentle and virtuous morals, holding a heart as pure as an ice pot. Words should be like the spring breeze brushing the railing, actions like autumn water embracing the void; anger and joy must not exceed propriety, advances and retreats must all conform to the codes, with utmost reverence for the gods being the most critical.

Third, Physique Aligned with the Dao: Stature must correspond to the numbers of heaven and earth; shoulders should be as if carved to fit the celestial image, waist as if bound by silk to follow the terrestrial form. In movement, one should subtly reveal the posture of a crane gliding over waves; in stillness, one should naturally contain the rhyme of green bamboo embracing its nodes.

Fourth, Martial Arts Clarity: Martial arts gather the light of ten thousand paths; the flesh and skin must hide the power to shatter cauldrons, whether sword techniques are enlightened or blade methods are pure. If one has reached the realm of ascending to heaven, one should especially be chosen as a top-tier candidate.

Fifth, Noble Lineage: Ancestral blessings should carry a hundred years of incense; family learning must transmit three generations of literature. Those whose fathers or brothers hold positions in the vermilion steps may be preferred; those whose maternal lines come from immortal sects are even better. However, if a humble family possesses extraordinary talent, they shall also be accepted by exception.

Anyone meeting the above conditions may register to participate.

On the day of the auditions, we will personally attend the scene and select the best. May the gods bless us, may beauties emerge in succession, and may we jointly support this grand event.

Time: Tonghe Year X, Month X, Day X

This notice is hereby issued!】

'What is written on this?'

As they went out, the people of Jingcheng looked at the content on the posters, all with confused expressions.

'It seems that Fang Can from the Ascending Dragon List is selecting maids, and then plastered notices all over the streets to announce it to the world.'

'Didn't we hear that those martial artists are... that? Do they need maids to sleep with them too?'

'I heard this Fang Can hasn't even cultivated for two months; maybe there's still time to cut.'

'Who cares? We'll just go and join the fun when the time comes.'

Putting aside the discussions of the common people, this news quickly reached the ears of those martial artists.

'Plastering notices to select concubines? Is this Fang Can crazy?' Fu Yuxiang, after reading the notice in his hand, tore it into pieces.

Since Fang Can defeated him a few days ago, he had cultivated diligently on his journey to the capital, seriously contemplating the blade technique Fang Can had unleashed with his Heart-Image, and could not help but become addicted to it.

Over these ten-plus days, he had successfully comprehended seven or eight tenths of it.

If he met Fang Can again, he was confident he could directly withstand that Heart-Image blade strike from the opponent.

He had even prepared to face Fang Can in battle again.

And yet you tell me that while he was working hard to cultivate, Fang Can was actually indulging in women?

'Absurd! This is truly absurd!' Fu Yuxiang could not help but speak in anger:

'What is so good about women? Instead of cultivating proper martial arts and training strength, he goes and holds auditions.'

'If the bone-scraping steel blade grinds on a few times, the bones will soften and the tendons will numb; how can one cultivate properly then?'

A believer beside him clapped his hands and laughed, 'That Fang Can is exhausted from cultivation, while you, O God, practice tirelessly without rest. While he indulges in pleasure, the God is working hard to cultivate. Before long, with the God's stature, you will surely surpass him.'

'What do you know!' Fu Xiangyu's eyebrows stood on end: 'With Fang Can's talent, he should be nurtured by the Great Expansion, becoming famous throughout the world. He should not sink into mere women.'

'In less than a month, the Great Competition among the nations will begin. Fang Can's current cultivation should already rank within the top hundred of the Hidden Dragon List. He ought to improve himself during this time, win a place in the competition, and bring glory to our nation!'

'The ranking in the Great Competition concerns future realm advancement; how can one recklessly waste time on this?'

'No, I must go and persuade him.' Fu Xiangyu said, rising to leave, but his thigh was grabbed by the believer.

"The Divine One must not do this! That Fang Can has clearly been bewitched by beauty; if we storm his gate, we shall only be humiliated. It is better to wait for the Invitation of Prince Qing tomorrow, and then personally offer him some admonition."

Seeing the state of his devotees, Fu Xiangyu could only stop and say, "Get out of my way, all of you. I will not go."

Seeing the Divine One give up, these devotees finally relaxed their hearts; they were truly worried the Divine One would not be able to win.

And with this group's discussion, most people did not take Fang Can's selection of a concubine seriously, treating it all as mere entertainment to watch.

During these three days of warm-up, the Invitation of Prince Qing also arrived.

(End of this chapter)