Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

How about ten silver dollars?

“We servants can help you with chores on the ship, and apart from our young master, the others don’t need to eat or live too well.”

Wang Yaozu seemed to be a competent housekeeper, negotiating with Jingming's family and saving on expenses.

"Besides, our young master is just a child and can't eat too much of your food."

"Ten silver dollars?"

Seeing Wang Yaozu's conflicted face, the captain frowned slightly, then nodded.

"Sure, ten silver dollars it is."

"But it's a promise, you guys have to help me with the work."

As he spoke, the captain extended his hand to Wang Yaozu.

"make a deal."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Wang Yaozu readily took out ten silver dollars from his pocket.

"There are still some goods that haven't been moved over there. Once they're all moved, we can set off."

The captain took the silver dollar from Wang Yaozu, weighed it, and then pointed to the line of people in the distance.

Those bags appeared to contain grain.

"to make."

Upon hearing the other person's words, Wang Yaozu narrowed his eyes, then turned around and called out.

Liu Mang and several of his men immediately stepped out of the line and joined the ranks of those carrying the bags.

They decided that before disembarking, they would definitely throw this bespectacled guy into the Yangtze River to feed the fish!

"Young master, let's board the ship."

After instructing the group to work hard, Wang Yaozu led Jingming and Lan Gu and the others toward the large ship.

For caravans, especially in modern times, the resting conditions on large ships were quite good.

Up there, they met the owner of the caravan, a blond, blue-eyed Frenchman.

"Hey kid, come here."

The Frenchman was dressed in a suit, had a high nose bridge, and seemed to have a very gentlemanly demeanor in every move he made.

"Huang Yi, keep up."

Wang Yaozu glanced at the person behind him and said softly.

Among their group, there were also people wearing suits and ties!

"Little one, how old are you this year?"

The foreigner looked at Jingming as he approached, asked with a smile, and at the same time reached out to pat Jingming's head.

He had never seen such a beautiful child before.

“I am seven years old, sir.”

Seeing the outstretched claw, Jingming took a step back, dodging the other's hand, and said.

You speak English?

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the young Westerner's eyes lit up, and he squatted down to speak.

"Yes, sir, my father has done some research in this area."

He also hoped that I could study in the UK.

Huang Ming nodded, and at the same time, as if he were shy, he hid behind Zeng Yi.

At this moment, the Westerner also noticed Zeng Yi and extended his palm towards him.

"Will, Smith."

"Huang Yi".

Huang Yi also extended his palm and shook hands with the foreigner without any hesitation.

Having truly studied abroad and being a cultivator, he would never fawn over a foreigner.

It's not like he hasn't killed foreigners before.

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

Smith said to Huang Yi with a smile.

"Are you this child's teacher?"

Seeing that Huang Yi could also speak English, Smith couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I am our young master's teacher."

Huang Yi spoke frankly, ignoring Wang Yaozu's somewhat bewildered gaze.

“Our young master’s family has been in business for generations, and Mr. Smith is also a businessman, isn’t he?”

Huang Yi patted Jingming on the back, signaling Jingming to come out.

"Of course, but unlike those bad guys, we're legitimate businessmen."

Upon hearing Huang Yi's words, Smith chuckled and replied.

"These grains were all purchased by us."

"So, Mr. Smith is actually a great philanthropist?"

Jingming said with a smile.

"Then God will protect you."

"Oh, so you actually know about God, instead of Buddha or anything like that."

"What an amazing Eastern child."

Upon hearing Huang Ming's words, Smith couldn't help but give Huang Ming a thumbs up.

Huang Ming simply chuckled at this.

If it weren't for the fact that he could see things more clearly through "observation," Huang Ming would almost have believed what this guy said.

The thick black "mist" surrounding the other party was not simply a matter of one or two people being dead.

"Children, where are you going?"

On the deck, Smith asked Jingming with a smile.

"Wuhan".

Jingming felt the wind blowing from the river and spoke.

"Wuhan?"

"That's not a good place to go."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the foreigner couldn't help but speak up.

"Does Mr. Smith know anything?"

Upon hearing Smith's words, Jingming couldn't help but turn his head to look over.

"A little bit."

"I heard from my uncle that there might be a war going to break out in that place."

"Your Eastern countries are truly chaotic."

After Smith finished speaking, he then made a sarcastic remark.

Hehe, you guys also got a share of this.

Jingming shook his head, his gaze returning to the river.

The cargo ship was now loaded with goods and had begun to hoist its sails.

The shimmering river surface is like a shattered mirror.

"Kid, do you have any steak right now? How about I treat you?"

Looking at the child named Jingming, who resembled Apollo, Smith couldn't help but extend an invitation.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, I don't like beef."

Jingming shook his head and declined the invitation.

What's the point of eating this?

After rejecting Smith, Jingming gave Huang Yi a look.

Huang Yi smiled slightly at this and began to communicate with Smith.

All members of the Quanxing sect, regardless of their character or personality, possess a unique skill!

"Young master, I'll take you to see the fish!"

Wang Yaozu also received a look from Jingming and immediately came over, took Jingming's hand, and walked down to the next level.