Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"I am very grateful to everyone for your help in this matter."

Seeing Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei sit down, the Grand Gu Master smiled, then stood up and thanked everyone.

"You're too kind, Master Gu. We're all on the same path, and it's only right that we help each other."

Upon hearing the Grand Gu Master's words, everyone stood up and responded politely.

"We are deeply grateful and need no words of thanks. This is just a small token of our appreciation from Qinghe Village. We hope you will accept it."

Seeing everyone's polite words, the Grand Gu Master smiled.

People risk their lives to help you; if you don't show your appreciation, there won't be a next time.

However, there are still some differences between those who exerted effort and those who did not.

"Shufen!"

The Grand Master of Gu called out to the back room, and then three girls, led by Shufen, each came out carrying a tray.

On the tray were rows of neatly arranged Qi boxes.

"These are Gu worms that I made in my spare time. They have a miraculous effect on healing. Please accept them."

As she spoke, Shufen and the other two brought the tray to the front of everyone.

"My mother-in-law is so generous!"

Those who missed the battle also received several boxes and couldn't help but praise the Great Gu Master.

The Grand Master Gu simply smiled at this.

She hadn't taken the few Gu worms seriously yet.

She then told everyone how to care for the Gu worms.

For a time, everyone was happy, including the guests.

"By the way, I heard from Boss Feng that we needed your help back then."

"Otherwise, they would have died there."

"In this chaotic world, it's not easy for us to meet. Gentlemen, would you like to offer your guidance?"

After everyone received the Grand Gu Master's gift with beaming faces, their gazes turned to Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei.

His gaze was somewhat unrestrained.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei and Jingming are quite different. Zhang Zhiwei comes from the Celestial Master's Mansion, while Jingming is the leader of the Quanxing Sect!

"Yes, yes, you two are so young yet you've surpassed us old folks."

"Why don't we teach these little guys a lesson?"

"Otherwise, these little guys will all be so arrogant, their noses will be pointing to the sky."

One of the Miao old men, holding a water pipe, revealed a set of large, yellow teeth and said...

"Old Zhang, should you go or should I go?"

Jingming smiled, then glanced at Zhang Zhiwei beside him.

"You should go. You lost so much blood yesterday, you're still weak."

Zhang Zhiwei sat in his chair, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly.

"Okay, I'll go then."

After Jingming finished speaking, he nodded to the Great Gu Master.

The Grand Gu Master breathed a sigh of relief. If Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei had been unwilling, she would have intervened to stop the competition.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei and Jingming put in a lot of effort last night, and they couldn't possibly recover in less than one night.

"Then let's have the competition in the yard outside."

"That's it."

The Grand Master of Gu nodded, then pointed outside the courtyard.

The courtyard at the foot of the mountain is, to say the least, spacious.

"Which of you comes first?"

Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei stood together, and the others on the other side asked questions.

"I!"

Upon hearing Jingming's question, Feng Tianyang stepped forward and said excitedly.

"Master, please enlighten me!!"

Feng Tianyang gave Jingming a rather awkward bow and said respectfully.

Having witnessed almost the entire process last night, he knew how powerful Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei were.

But that's precisely why he's willing to take on the challenge.

Within the tribe, he was also known as an unparalleled genius, the most favorable successor to his father's position, and the future great shaman!

"Okay."

Seeing Feng Tianyang's flushed face, Jingming smiled slightly, then walked out from Zhang Zhiwei's side and came to the center of the courtyard.

Zhang Zhiwei simply yawned in response.

Just as Jingming said, the cultivation world is too small compared to the rest of the world; it's just a pointless competition.

"Come on, show me your full strength."

Jingming rolled up his sleeves and waved to Feng Tianyang.

Feng Tianyang was a few years older than Zhang Zhiwei, and looked like a young man.

"Master, please!"

Feng Tianyang bowed and clasped his hands in greeting, then rushed towards Jingming.

The shaman is divided into Qi and Blood, Spiritual Wisdom, Premonition, Soul Capture, and Spiritual Medium.

Legend has it that in ancient times, shamans possessed the ability to observe celestial phenomena, manage the land effectively, understand people, summon wind and rain, and even bring the dead back to life.

Feng Tianyang also thought so.

boom!

Feng Tianyang treads the steps of a sorcerer, his blood and qi surging, his eyes radiating a misty light.

Qi and blood, as well as spiritual intelligence, were mobilized to their fullest extent, and at the same time, a spirit also entered the body.

"It's similar to the invocation of deities at Yemaoshan."

Jingming looked at Feng Tianyang, who had rushed in front of him, and nodded slightly.

The Yellow Immortal that Zeng Chen once possessed, and Zhang Zhiwei's ritual for summoning the gods, originated from his own experience of having a narcissus and 36,000 souls.

Jingming was very familiar with this ability.

"Roar!"

A tiger's roar that pierced straight to the soul resounded.

As Jingming stood still, he was magnified in everyone's eyes, until finally, he stood there like a giant reaching to the sky.

【Tiger's Might】or 【Divine Might】!

In just a moment, all the Qi and spirit in Feng Tianyang's body dissipated.

"Not bad, you can still stand in front of me."

Jingming looked at Feng Tianyang, whose face was blank, and praised him.

"I deserve the praise of a great master."

After regaining his senses, Feng Tianyang bowed respectfully to Jingming.

As expected of a great god who commands 36,000 divine souls, he rendered him powerless with just a glance.

"Who's next?"

Watching Feng Tianyang walk away dejectedly, Jingming looked around and said with a smile.

"Cough cough."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the group exchanged glances and fell silent.

It's better not to let the younger generation take the lead. If they get too badly hurt and ruined, it would be a loss.

I've already seen enough of the world, there's no need to go any further.

"Liu the Clay Figurine Maker, will you take this job?"

At some point, Yuan Jingui arrived at a secluded courtyard carrying a scroll.

"I'll take any job if you pay me."

Liu, who was kneading dough figurines under the tree to sell the next day, spoke without looking up.

"Hehe, good thing you answered. I thought you weren't going to answer."