Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

As time slowly passed, the "Mingjiao Golden Pill," which combined the essence, energy, spirit, and divine nature of the water monster, gradually merged into the water monster's soul.

No, it should be called "Dragon Ball" now.

Chant!

The water python roared, a huge fleshy lump bulging from the center of its head, and something seemed to extend from its body.

The Water Mang's soul was undergoing changes, and at the same time, Jingming was also subtly sensing these changes through the "Inscribed Dragon Golden Elixir".

The soul is the foundation of a living being, and it relates to a person's origins.

"It looks like we've achieved initial success."

Jingming withdrew his left hand and held up the much smaller water python with his right.

In terms of proportions, the water python's slender body has become much longer, and the fleshy bulge on its head is noticeably more prominent.

All of this is a manifestation of the transformation into a dragon.

Most importantly, the "Dragon Ball" they created themselves merged with the soul of the Water Monster.

"Next comes the painstaking process of nurturing the pearl in the freshwater clam."

Jingming looked at the water hyacinth on his palm and said with a light laugh.

"Thank you so much, expert."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the water dragon struggled to lift itself from Jingming's palm and then touched Jingming's palm three times.

Three kowtows and nine prostrations!

"There's no need for that; I simply don't want it to succeed."

Jingming shook his head slightly, then directly put the weakened water python into the embroidered ball.

He wanted to finish what he had just done.

Moreover, that "golden pill made from a grain of rice" contains a portion of his essence, energy, and spirit.

With his eyes closed, Jingming sat for three days and three nights.

"Old Wang, is our sect leader about to become an immortal? He hasn't come out to eat for ten days."

Inside the inn, Liu Mang and Wang Yaozu sat at several tables, discussing something.

"He may not become an immortal now, but my disciple will become an immortal sooner or later."

Upon hearing Liu Mang's words, Wang Yaozu became slightly modest.

“Old Wang, you weren’t like this before.”

Seeing Wang Yaozu smugly drinking his wine, Liu Mang couldn't help but curl his lip.

To be honest, even if Wang Yaozu were to die now, it would be worth it, having a disciple like Jingming.

"Old Wang, have we decided where to go next?"

Liu Mang glanced at Wang Yaozu with envy, then asked.

"Didn't we say when we set off that we were going to Guangxi Province to find the Medicine Immortal Society?"

"Otherwise, why would we come to Longyan City?"

Wang Yaozu picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth, and said slowly.

To be honest, he hoped that Jingming could continue cultivating here, and then go to Guangxi Province again.

That means there won't be time to go to Wuhan.

Since acquiring Jingming as his precious disciple, Wang Yaozu's thinking has changed.

If it weren't for rescuing Jingming from Wu Wei's clutches, he wouldn't have gone back to Liu Mang and his ilk to be cannon fodder.

"Go to Guangxi Province."

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's words, Liu Mang's eyes glazed over for a moment.

"Old Wang, are we passing through Hunan and Jiangxi?"

"So, what are you thinking?"

Wang Yaozu looked up at Liu Mang and then spoke.

"Hehehe, what can I do?"

Upon receiving Wang Yaozu's gaze, Liu Mang couldn't help but grin.

"Weren't there Shenxiao Sect members among those who came to besiege us before?"

"Isn't their sect known for its expertise in lightning magic?"

"How about we pay a visit to the Divine Firmament Sect while we're at it?"

Liu Mang grinned and shook his head as he spoke.

"The Shenxiao Sect is located near Longhu Mountain."

Wang Yaozu narrowed his eyes and then spoke.

"Hey, we're not here to cause trouble, we're here to pay our respects."

"Besides, we're now part of the new Quanxing, how could he possibly kill us?"

"Most importantly, the sect leader has a rudimentary understanding of thunder magic, yet he is already able to use it so skillfully."

"With our sect leader's talent, after a competition, he will surely be able to make further progress in thunder magic by drawing inferences from similar cases."

"Old Wang, don't you think about it? Which sect's founder didn't earn his position through fighting?"

"Look at Zhang Sanfeng, look at Wang Chongyang, look at Bodhidharma."

"Although I haven't read many books, I do know the saying, 'The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade.'"

Liu Mang said drunkenly, seemingly genuinely thinking of Jingming's best interests.

"Let me think about it."

Seeing Liu Mang tilting his head back and chugging wine, Wang Yaozu hesitated for a moment.

If Jingming were to visit the mountain in the guise of Zuo Ruotong, Shenxiao would probably come out to greet him with a smile and offer a few pointers.

At the time, he went to pay homage to the mountain as a disciple of Wang Yaozu, while also bearing the title of the leader of the Quanxing Sect.

You're lucky you ran fast enough that they didn't kill you with a knife.

"Old Wang, if you miss this village, you'll never have this temple again."

Zeng Chen, who was standing on the other side, looked at Wang Yaozu's hesitant appearance and squinted his eyes and said softly.

"At worst, we'll just not follow the sect leader to the third level."

"What, do you think these prestigious sects would dare to threaten and kill a six-year-old child?"

Even the usually taciturn Huang Yi wiped his mouth.

"Exactly, if it were me, I'd choose Longhu Mountain."

"Let's go test Zhang Tianshi's abilities."

Liu Mang suddenly stood up, propping himself up on the table, and said excitedly.

"As the sect leader, could Zhang Tianshi really kill Zuo Ruotong's disciple?"

Liu Mang shouted.

"hehe."

Upon hearing Liu Mang's clamor, Wang Yaozu instantly sobered up.

These guys are still up to no good; they're trying to get me to cause trouble for their precious apprentice.

Yes, Zhang Tianshi wouldn't kill his disciple knowing his identity, but he might still teach him a harsh lesson.

And we are likely to be killed.

"Hehehe."

Wang Yaozu smiled again, picked up a peanut, and threw it into his mouth.

"Didn't you see before that Jingming had already broken off his relationship with Zuo Ruotong?"

“He is now my disciple, not Zuo Ruotong’s disciple.”

As he spoke, Wang Yaozu glanced around.

"If anyone says that again, don't blame me, Wang Yaozu, for not warning you!"

After saying that, Wang Yaozu downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, completely skipping over the previous topic.

The others blinked, exchanged a brief glance, and then buried their heads in their food.

If they don't want to go, we can send people from Longhu Mountain instead.

If they come looking for us themselves, can we blame them for that?

Thinking this, everyone lowered their heads and began to eat the food in front of them.

Meanwhile, Jingming, who was inside the room, opened his eyes, completely concealing his aura, giving off a simple and unpretentious feeling.