Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Yin Chengfeng remained silent for a moment after hearing this.

What's wrong, Sect Leader? Do you want to test your speed with Venerable Jin Guang?

"So, all the Quanxing members who could come from the vicinity of Wuchang have come?"

Seeing Yin Chengfeng's silence, Jingming's lips curled up slightly, and then she asked.

"Yes, Sect Leader, everyone who could come has come."

"Those who didn't come, we killed them all."

Yin Chengfeng nodded and began to speak.

"That saves me the trouble of doing it myself."

Hearing Yin Chengfeng's words, Jingming nodded slightly.

"You all know what Jin Gui has been doing lately, right?"

Then Jingming brought up Yuan Jingui's scheme.

"of course."

Upon hearing this, Yin Chengfeng looked at another seat, where Liu, the dough figurine maker, was sitting with Wang Yaozu.

Originally, they thought Yuan Jingui was just talking.

After all, the only thing the other party can use to claim the title of "Changming Yegan" is his mouth.

What are your thoughts on this matter?

Jingming nodded, opened his mouth, and peanuts from a plate on the table in front of him floated into his mouth.

"I agree with what the sect leader wants to do."

Yin Chengfeng grinned and said with a determined look in his eyes.

"What about the others?"

Jingming looked at Yin Chengfeng in front of him and said with a light laugh.

"Of course I agree!"

Yin Chengfeng said with a firm expression.

"Is it just approval?"

Jingming's brows twitched slightly.

"I will obey the sect leader's orders."

Yin Chengfeng suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Jingming.

The other observers also stopped what they were doing.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Everyone, I'm sure you can all guess why I'm here, right?"

Jingming turned his gaze back to the Quanxing group around him and slowly spoke.

"Haha, of course, Xiaoyuan and Liu the dough figurine maker are both here."

Among the crowd, an elderly man from Quanxing spoke up.

"Hehehe, Sect Leader, could you let us see what that little emperor looks like?"

"I've never seen an emperor before in all my life."

"That's right, Sect Leader! Let Liu the Clay Sculptor show off his skills and sculpt an emperor for us right here!"

When this unconventional topic was discussed, everyone's enthusiasm instantly soared.

"You all think too highly of me, but I can't just produce an emperor for you all in such a short time."

Upon hearing what the Quanxing people said, Liu the Clay Figure stood up gracefully from the table, cupped his hands in greeting to everyone, and said modestly.

"In comparison, you should all take a look at the methods of our sect leader."

As he spoke, Liu the dough figurine maker bowed deeply in the direction of Jingming.

"Head?"

Hearing what Liu the Clay Figure said, everyone couldn't help but feel puzzled.

According to Yuan Jingui's clamor, it should be that Liu, the clay figurine maker, should sculpt an emperor.

Why do we need to see the sect leader's methods now?

Liu, the dough figurine maker, sat in his seat with a bitter expression on his face.

Of all the people here, he's the most useless.

I used it once and then dumped it.

"Hehe, that's because my precious disciple can directly become that little emperor."

Wang Yaozu, who was standing to the side, poured himself a bowl of wine, and his beard trembled with pride.

"Haha, Ghost Hand King, are you kidding me?"

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's words, some people laughed in disbelief.

"Hehe, what do you know? My disciple has the appearance of an immortal!"

Seeing that the man didn't believe him, Wang Yaozu didn't argue and just rolled his eyes at him.

Unable to find answers from Wang Yaozu and Ghost Hand Wang, everyone turned their attention to Jingming.

"Damn it, why aren't you guys looking at me?!"

"I was the one who planned all of this, okay?"

Seeing everyone's actions, Yuan Jingui slammed his fist on the table and started shouting.

He nodded in satisfaction when he saw that everyone's eyes were on him.

"Please, Sect Leader, unleash your divine power!!"

Then, under everyone's gaze, Yuan Jingui stood up, walked into the aisle of the banquet, and bowed deeply to Jingming amidst the disdain or contempt of the crowd.

He perfectly embodied the image of a sycophant!

"Okay."

Seeing Yuan Jingui's actions, Jingming nodded slightly, then floated up from his seat.

"this?!"

Looking at Jingming sitting cross-legged in the void, everyone's expressions became serious.

We are all cultivators, and we understand that making others float and making ourselves float are two completely different things.

Especially when it comes to whether or not external objects are used.

"At such a young age, he has already reached this level of cultivation?"

"No wonder Wang Yaozu claims to have the appearance of an immortal."

Everyone looked up at Jingming with solemn expressions.

"Riding the wind and soaring through the void" perfectly describes this situation.

Then, under everyone's gaze, faint clouds of energy began to emanate from Jingming's body.

Slowly, another version of Jingming appeared in everyone's sight.

"this?"

Seeing Jingming's appearance, everyone couldn't help but show expressions of shock.

“You’re not mistaken. The sect leader has changed in terms of his bones, muscles, and skin.”

"Unlike the illusions of the martial arts world."

"In terms of physique, the sect leader is a completely different person."

Liu, the dough figurine maker, downed a bowl of wine with a bitter expression and said in a low voice.

In just one day, he discovered that his sect leader had become even more profound.

Why doesn't he just chop off his own hands? He's wasted decades of training!

"Sect Leader, is this some kind of trick by Liu the Clay Figure?"

During the banquet, someone heard what Liu the dough figurine had said and asked Jingming a question.

However, his expression remained one of surprise and uncertainty.

As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself; Liu Ke, the clay sculptor, does not have the ability to sculpt his own body.

After all, you can use your hands to shape someone else's body, but what do you use to shape yourself?

"Well, I guess so."

Jingming, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, nodded slightly and smiled at Liu the Dough Man.

"It's not just Liu the Dough Man's methods that are involved; there are other methods as well."