Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Zhu'er, try not to use this kind of method in front of ordinary people in the future."

Looking at Jingming walking back, Zhao's father said with a slightly narrowed gaze.

"If one day your abilities fail to save everyone, then you will be met with resentment and hatred."

"That's what Zhao's father said slowly."

"Thank you for your teachings, Father."

Upon hearing Zhao's father's words, Jingming blinked, then bowed and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Okay, come and rest."

"Nights in the mountains and forests are not easy to endure."

"However, I think with this fierce tiger around, no foolish poisonous insects or ferocious beasts should come to cause trouble."

Seeing Jingming's receptive expression, Zhao's father smiled and then beckoned to Jingming.

Jingming obediently went over to comply.

Thus, apart from Zhao's father and Jingming, everyone in the caravan was either busy setting up camp and arranging goods, or busy dealing with the man-eating tiger.

"The divine mask can actually be used to collect souls."

"I wonder if the teacher knows about this."

Jingming leaned against the carriage shaft, his eyes vacant, while Zhao's father was flipping through the account books.

Unbeknownst to anyone, another glistening thread had appeared in Jingming's hair.

This thread was the vessel that had just transformed into the embroidered ball. With the help of the "deity" and the magic weapon, it absorbed the soul of that man-eating tiger.

Achieve the achievement "Subduing the Tiger and Summoning Spirits" to gain "Tiger's Might": Awe-inspiring and warding off evil!

As the pure Qi began to permeate the threads of the divine mask, causing the two threads to become entangled, the panel changed once again.

"Tiger's might? Isn't that the effect of making people bow down in worship?"

Looking at the description on the panel, Jingming couldn't help but chuckle.

"master!!"

Just then, the same man from before ran over again.

"what happened?"

"If you don't want to eat meat, just tell me, and I'll give it to someone else!"

Looking at the account book, Zhao's father frowned and said to the man with dissatisfaction.

"No, no, sir, we've discovered this!"

The man then stretched out his bloodied hands.

But his hands were holding a bone shaped like the Chinese character "乙".

"Tiger's Might?"

"nice one!"

Seeing what the man was holding up with both hands, Zhao's father's eyes lit up.

The tiger is majestic, shaped like the character "乙" (yǐ), about three inches long, and located under the skin on both sides of its flanks. Wearing it as a badge allows one to command respect when in office; it is not worn by officials.

Officials love this kind of thing the most.

"Any other discoveries?"

Mr. Zhao nodded, his expression turning to one of joy.

"Uncle Qian and the others have already broken down the tiger gall, tiger bone, tiger penis, tiger eye, and tiger tail."

"The meat is almost ready to be decomposed."

As the man spoke, he then remembered that he was going to eat tiger meat, and added with a simple smile.

These are all treasures, and tiger meat is a treasure too! It has the effects of invigorating the spleen and replenishing qi, strengthening muscles and bones!

He decided to eat less and then sell some in the city to supplement his family's income!

“Good, let Lao Qian see how much there is in total, and everyone can get some tiger meat.”

Mr. Zhao nodded, then smiled and spoke.

"Okay, sir!"

Upon hearing Zhao Hu's words, the man responded with a pleased smile and returned to where Zhao Hu was.

These people made the most of the man-eating tiger's skin, flesh, and bones.

Jingming looked at it and couldn't help but shake his head with a sigh.

This vicious tiger, which used to devour people, is now facing the fate of being skinned, dismembered, and stripped of its flesh.

"It smells so good! Uncle Qian's cooking skills are truly amazing!"

As evening approached, the group lit a bonfire and gathered around to eat tiger meat and drink bone broth.

People who travel frequently are bound to suffer from sprains, bruises, and rheumatism.

A bowl of tiger bone soup and a bite of tiger meat warmed me right up.

Ordinary tigers have extraordinary medicinal value, let alone this man-eating tiger that has acquired Qi and can command evil spirits.

"Young Master is truly remarkable; he drank a bowl of tiger bone soup without breaking a sweat!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Qian Tong couldn't help but praise him.

When he was making tiger bone soup, he asked Zhao's father for some medicinal herbs to add to the soup.

The bowl of soup in everyone's hands was more like a tonic than soup.

Those grown men were all flushed after eating, but Jingming didn't break a sweat at all.

"Hehe, Uncle Qian, you flatter me. I just spent a few days training my body with my master."

"That's all for now, I'm going to pass out if I drink any more."

Jingming smiled and then began to eat the tiger meat in his hand.

The tiger meat was prepared at Zhao's father's request. With over three hundred people and three hundred mouths to feed, even if the ferocious tiger was three zhang long and one zhang tall, after removing the skin and bones, it probably wouldn't be enough for three hundred people.

If there were any leftovers, Zhao's father instructed that they be mixed into the porridge the next morning.

"Ah, it's so hot! I wish I had a wife!!"

Perhaps because it stirred up the yang energy, some people began to have all sorts of wild thoughts.

"You good-for-nothing, if you're full, go to sleep. Get up at midnight to change shifts!"

"Exactly! He's usually such a spineless coward, but now he's hard as soon as he drinks some soup?"

Upon hearing this person's words, everyone burst into laughter.

Mr. Zhao smiled at this.

The reason he was able to lead so many people through the surrounding provinces was simply by using a combination of kindness and severity.

"Zhu'er, if you've eaten your fill, go back to your tent and sleep."

Then Zhao's father looked at Jingming beside him and said.

"Hehe, this tiger meat is delicious, I'd like to have a few more pieces!"

Upon hearing Zhao's father's words, Jingming couldn't help but smile.

"Tiger meat is very nourishing, but it should not be eaten too often, or it may damage your spleen and stomach."

Father Zhao shook his head, then said to Jingming.

"Alright, Father, I'll go back and rest now."

Upon hearing Zhao's father's words, Jingming shook his head, then greeted the people around him before heading into the tent.

He didn't necessarily want to eat the tiger meat; he just didn't want to appear out of place among the people around him.

"Kitten, come out and talk to me!"

Back in the tent, Jingming lay on the prepared mat and began to call upon the spirit of the ferocious tiger.

"Roar!!"

As Jingming called out, a single hair on Jingming's head twitched slightly, and then a miniature tiger appeared in front of Jingming.

Jingming, lying on his side on the mat, couldn't help but smile as he looked at the other person's cat, which was about the same size as the cat.

However, the roar of the tiger was even more likely to shock the soul.

[Tiger's Might] [Divine Might]

I don't know if it can be attached to the lotus body.

Looking at the roaring tiger cub in front of him, Jingming's eyes flickered.

(End of this chapter)