Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Please come inside, sir."

Seeing Wang Yaozu nod in agreement, Jingming immediately put the gun away.

"Let's discuss the specifics of this Quanxing ambush."

Jingming approached Wang Yaozu with a smile and helped him into the room.

Wang Yaozu simply grinned and nodded, as Jingming helped him into the room.

"Steve Jobs, it's quite lively this late at night."

Inside a Western-style building by the river in Fuzhou, two white people dressed in bishop's robes sat facing each other, with coffee in front of them.

"Kun, this is an opportunity."

“By taking advantage of this local church infighting, we will spread the glory of the Lord throughout this place.”

Compared to Kun's tranquility, Jobs appeared quite radical.

"Jobs, this is not an easy thing."

"Leaving aside this continent, let's just talk about the gangs and sects in this area."

"Putuo Temple, Fantian Temple, Chengtian Temple, Maoshan, Sanyi Temple, and their folk deities."

"We simply cannot achieve what we have there."

Kun shook his head, his face showing a numb expression.

He's been here for so many years, and it's not like he hasn't tried to promote it.

However, although they did come, they were all there for the rice and flour you distributed.

Once these things stop, who will even recognize you?

Even the results are minimal.

"Kun, that's because you haven't encountered the right opportunity."

"If we seize this opportunity, we will surely be able to spread the glory of our Lord."

Jobs shook his head and said excitedly.

Kun just chuckled at this, and then leisurely began to fiddle with the coffee in front of him.

Are they proselytizing here?

Want to eat fart.

Don't you think about how many extraordinary powers you've felt in just these few days?

Could those few good-for-nothing knights in the church possibly withstand it?

But it doesn't matter. Since Jobs wants to achieve something, let him watch.

If things go well, he gets a share of the credit; if things fail, he doesn't have to take the blame.

why not?

I'm not used to this coffee anymore.

"Kun, wait for me, I'll go arrange it right away!"

Upon hearing Kun's words, Jobs grinned and then excitedly ran outside.

As the head church of Fujian Province, its strength is naturally considerable.

However, if they were to compete with all the religious sects surrounding Fujian Province, they would truly be outmatched.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

"Master, we should be able to reach Fuzhou City in about a day."

Even Zuo Ruotong looked travel-worn due to the long journey.

"Let's cultivate ourselves properly first and recharge our energy before we go over there."

Hearing Chengzhen's words, Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly, and then walked towards a teahouse on the side of the main road.

You can go to the tea shops near the main road, but it's best to avoid places like those on side streets.

This world is not lacking in people who make money by murder.

"Shopkeeper, have you heard what's been happening in Fuzhou lately?"

After the three of them sat down, Chengzhen asked a question.

"Hey, please don't mention this Taoist priest."

"Everyone knows what's going on in Fuzhou now."

"Fifty children! Fifty children have disappeared."

"The parents and relatives went to the government to inquire, but after so many days, they still haven't received a single piece of information."

Upon hearing Chengzhen's question, the shopkeeper, who had been somewhat drowsy, immediately perked up and began to talk non-stop.

"Has it been so long and you still haven't found anything?"

Upon hearing the shopkeeper's words, Chengzhen's expression changed slightly, and she asked again.

"Yes, there's not a single word from them."

"And I've heard that..."

As he spoke, the shopkeeper looked around. It was early in the morning and there weren't many people around. Only Zuo Ruotong and two others were sitting in the tea stall.

"This matter concerns our Grand Commander!"

"I heard that the Grand Commander wants to use the hearts and livers of these children to make an elixir of immortality."

"Moreover, a man-eating tiger demon has appeared in the city, and the county magistrate has sent people to the prefectural city for help."

"A few days ago, some great sorcerers in the city were catching demons. Good heavens, the battle was so fierce that the sky darkened and tigers roared continuously."

The shopkeeper got more and more excited as he talked, and the more unpredictable his explanation became.

Despite this, Chengzhen listened patiently to the whole thing.

It wasn't until the shopkeeper, still not satisfied, took the teapot to boil water that Chengzhen returned to Zuo Ruotong's side.

"Master, it looks like there have been several fights in the city."

"Whether this tiger's roar is related to the tiger demon, this disciple dares not make a definitive conclusion."

"However, the fact that they dare to fight so recklessly in the city must mean that the Quanxing sect is involved."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 57: Of course, I'm reading at home!

"Senior Wang, did you sleep well last night?"

Jingming sat in the Zhao family courtyard and greeted Wang Yaozu as he walked out.

It's really strange that this Ghost Hand King didn't run away last night.

Does he really want to take me as his apprentice?

Thinking of this, Jingming shook his head slightly.

This is the bottom line; I won't be as unrestrained as Li Gou Dan.

"Little kid, you can't protect such a big family by yourself."

"Even if Zuo Ruotong came, she couldn't save him."

Wang Yaozu's goatee trembled slightly as he spoke slowly.

"I know that."

"Two fists can't fight four hands, and my father and the others were unarmed and hesitant to act for fear of harming the innocent, so I had no chance of winning."

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's words, Jingming nodded slightly.

This is an indisputable fact.

"Then you should come with me even more."

"I have the ability to take you and your son with me, and at the very least, I can take you with me."

Wang Yaozu nodded and continued.

He still wanted to take Jingming as his disciple.

He tossed and turned all night yesterday, and the more he thought about Jingming's talent, the more unwilling he became!

"Sir, let's not talk about this now."

Upon hearing this, Jingming smiled.

"A series of children have gone missing in Fuzhou today."

"Mr. Wang, you should be able to help me find out where these children are, right?"

"You can barely take care of yourself, and you still want to get involved in this matter?"