Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Liu the Clay Figurine gave a wry smile and then bowed to Jingming.

"I don't know it, it's just an ability I've gleaned from your methods."

Jingming shook his head slightly and once again deactivated his transformation ability.

With his current skill level, he can only transform into people of the same body type.

It will take some time before Jingming can transform into Wang Yaozu or Liu Mang.

"Haha, Lao Liu, didn't I tell you this already?"

"Our sect leader is a god!"

Yuan Jingui came out of the room, put a hand on the shoulder of the dough figurine artist Liu, and teased him.

"Otherwise, where do you think the words 'wonderful method' in our sect leader's title came from?"

"It was my limited perspective that led me to this. Please forgive me, Sect Leader."

Upon hearing Yuan Jingui's words, Liu the Clay Figure smiled bitterly. He had just been proud of himself for surpassing his master, but he was unexpectedly humiliated on the spot.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it."

Jingming waved his hand slightly.

"Alright, you all go and get ready. The disciples will be arriving tonight."

"We can give them a proper welcome."

Jingming waved his hand, signaling everyone to get ready.

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the people who came out of the room bowed to Jingming and then walked out of the courtyard.

Since a banquet will be held for the Quanxing sect in the evening, some members of the Quanxing sect will naturally arrive early during the day.

No matter what, they couldn't afford to embarrass Jingming, the sect leader.

"I'll take this opportunity to rest."

Jingming grinned, nodded to Wang Yaozu, and went back to his room alone.

Close the door and go to sleep!

"You idiot, you're not dead yet."

"You bastard, you're not dead after all!"

"Hahaha, there are plenty of people in this world who want me dead, but I'm still alive and well."

Liu Mang met some acquaintances from the Quanxing sect here.

"Hey, you brute, I heard you've always been following the sect leader around like a servant."

"You weren't like this before."

The man approached Liu Mang and gave him a mischievous smile.

"Heh, what business is it of yours what Grandpa Liu does?"

Liu Mang glared at the man and said unfriendly.

"Hehe, we're just showing concern for our brother."

"Tell me, what do you think of our sect leader?"

The man smiled at Liu Mang, then asked again.

"Oh, you're already calling me sect leader before we've even met?"

"This isn't your style as Lin Yanzi."

Liu Mang looked at the person in front of him who was wearing a pocket and laughing at him.

"Haha, isn't the acting sect leader still a sect leader?"

"If he can gain my approval tonight, he will be my leader."

"Walking through the forest, swallows, Yin Chengfeng said with a grin."

"Heh, I knew you lot of bastards wouldn't fart properly."

Upon hearing Yin Chengfeng's words, Liu Mang's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice.

"That guy named Liu Qian today, was he also one of your people?"

Although it was a question, Liu Mang's tone was certain.

"This is the rule of the whole sect."

"Even if our sect leader kills him, it's still an option, isn't it?"

Yin Chengfeng said to Liu Mang with a grin.

"Heh, you guys, pray you don't die here tonight."

"I don't want to be a corpse collector for you guys."

Liu Mang squinted at the familiar face in front of him and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

Yin Chengfeng patted Liu Mang on the shoulder and said nonchalantly.

He wanted to run, and within the Quanxing sect, apart from Master Jinguang, no one could catch him.

"hehe."

Looking at the expression on Yin Chengfeng's face, Liu Mang knew what the other man was thinking.

"I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to escape."

Liu Mang squinted and gestured with one finger towards Yin Chengfeng.

The image of Jingming, holding up the sky with one hand and wielding thunder, is now deeply imprinted in Liu Mang's heart.

It can be said that Jingming was Liu Mang's deity!

He believed in the power of the divine.

"Hahaha, impossible."

"Although our sect leader is portrayed as incredibly powerful, I don't believe he's really that amazing."

"There is no one in this world that is so amazing!"

Yin Chengfeng didn't believe it and shook his head repeatedly.

"Hehe, as long as you know it yourself, that's enough. As acquaintances, that's all we can say."

Seeing Yin Chengfeng's disbelieving look, Liu Mang shook his head slightly.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

"Alright, you can stay here and behave yourself."

Hearing Yin Chengfeng's words, Liu Mang gave up, patted Yin Chengfeng on the shoulder, and walked to the other side.

As time went on, more and more Quanxing people gathered in this courtyard, and the noise became increasingly loud.

The sounds of drinking, shouting, and conversation filled the air.

"Hey, Lao Wang, everyone's saying the Quanxing Sect Leader is your disciple, is that true?"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Hehehe, nonsense. Apart from my disciple Wang Yaozu, who else could become the leader of our Quanxing Sect!"

Wang Yao, who was mingling in the crowd, was carrying a wine jar and pouring himself some wine.

Upon hearing someone question his apprentice's identity, he immediately shouted.

"Haha, is it really true?"

"I've heard that this guy can control lightning."

"With your tricks and gimmicks, Ghost Hand King, could you really do this?"

As soon as Ghost Hand King finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up sarcastically.

"Hehe, I may not have many other tricks, but I do have the ability to snap your neck."

Wang Yaozu looked at the man and said coldly.

"Hahaha, I don't believe it!"

The man continued to laugh loudly, showing no fear whatsoever.

The others laughed and egged Wang Yaozu on to break the guy's neck.

"Wang Yaozu, when did you become such a weakling?"

"Are you going to wait for your little kid, who's barely waist-high, to stand up for you?"

The man chuckled and mocked.

The flushed face seemed to be due to drinking too much alcohol.