Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"I was going to school back then."

"Mother, are you finished?"

"I'm six years old, and I'm going to study in the city."

Jingming blinked and began to lie through his teeth.

Unlike Zhao's father, Zhao's mother was a woman who rarely went out.

"That won't work either."

"How can I let you go to the county town to study by yourself?"

"Besides, there are schools in our town, so you can go there to study."

Zhao's mother shook her head, directly denying Jingming's words.

"But the teachers in the city are all renowned figures."

“They are completely different from the gentlemen in our small town.”

"Mother, didn't you want me to become the top scholar in the imperial examination for you?"

"Once I've finished my studies, I'll earn you a grand archway."

"It's standing right in front of our Zhao family's door!"

Jingming chuckled and rubbed Zhao's mother's shoulders, speaking softly.

"Besides, with so many people in our family, it would be impossible to send a few more people to follow me."

"Whenever we have a holiday, we can just take a horse-drawn carriage back."

As Jingming spoke, he massaged Zhao's mother's muscles and bones, and at the same time, the Qi in his hands slowly seeped into Zhao's mother's body, regulating her bodily functions.

As Jingming massaged her shoulders from behind, Zhao's mother narrowed her eyes.

"You're always like this."

With Jingming pressing down, the anger in Zhao's mother's heart gradually dissipated.

"Hey hey hey."

"Mom, do you still have any osmanthus cakes in your room?"

Hearing Zhao's mother's words, Jingming grinned and then asked with a chuckle.

"Yes, come on, let me take you to eat."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's mother stood up, pinched Jingming's head, and then took Jingming's hand and walked towards the room.

Jingming obediently followed suit.

After staying in the room for a while and comforting Zhao's mother, Jingming, with a few pieces of osmanthus cake in his arms, one in his mouth and two in his hand, skipped and hopped towards the door.

He was going to visit Wang Yaozu and the others.

After visiting the Zhao residence, Bie Wu went to the gathering place of Wang Yaozu and others.

Given Wu Wei's strength, which allows him to fight Zuo Ruotong, it would be impossible for Wang Yaozu and his group to stop him.

When Jingming arrived at Wang Yaozu and the others' camp, he saw that everyone was sitting in the courtyard with injuries.

"Hey everyone, what's going on here?"

With a piece of osmanthus cake in his mouth, Jingming mumbled a question to these people.

It seems Wu Wei came here, but these people are still alive.

It's rare.

"Isn't this the young prince?"

"What, didn't Zuo Ruotong hang you up and beat you?"

Looking at Jingming walking in with a osmanthus cake in his mouth, he grinned and said.

"Hehe, what's wrong? My master is here, why aren't you going to go see him?"

Upon hearing Liu Mang's words, Jingming grinned, then walked up to Liu Mang and stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Liu Mang was so choked that he started coughing.

Where is my teacher?

Then Jingming looked at Zeng Chen, that wild Maoshan Taoist priest.

"Old Wang ran away."

Zeng Chen coughed as he spoke.

Being knocked out of a spirit possession state is not a pleasant experience.

"Ran?"

Upon hearing Zeng Chen's words, Jingming blinked involuntarily.

Could it be that Wu Wei didn't get any benefits from Zuo Ruotong, so he's trying to get back some interest from Wang Yaozu?

Are they really that vindictive?

Jingming narrowed his eyes and immediately activated [Observation] to search for the remaining Qi of Wang Yaozu and Wu Wei.

Wu Wei hasn't been away from his home for long, so there should still be some Qi remaining.

As Jingming searched, a faint trace composed of Qi appeared before his eyes.

"Don't move around here, wait for me to go and bring the teacher back."

Jingming nodded to Liu Mang and the others, then jogged after them, following the trail.

This chase lasted for five miles.

When Jingming saw Wang Yaozu, he saw Wang Yaozu walking with a man with a red nose and a bundle on his back, looking disheveled.

Jingming had seen this person at the entrance of Jishetang; he was a member of Quanxing.

"teacher."

Jingming quickly walked up to Wang Yaozu and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you, Old Wang, to actually find such a good apprentice."

Looking at Jingming's appearance, the bulbous-nosed man walking with Wang Yaozu clicked his tongue.

In the Quanxing sect, who among them wasn't a heretic? Disciples wouldn't even bow to their masters.

Who knows, they might just turn around and stab you in the back.

"Hahaha, having taken on such a disciple, even if I were to die right here right now, it would all be worth it!"

Wang Yaozu glanced at the bulbous-nosed man beside him, then laughed and said...

Wang Yaozu could see jealousy in the other person's sleepy eyes.

There's also a thrill in destroying good things.

Wang Yaozu had also seen this in the eyes of Liu Mang and his ilk.

So what? You dared to come over here? Then just wait to be beaten up by my apprentice!

"Old Wang, we're practically of the same generation."

"You've taken on such a precious disciple, why don't you introduce him to me?"

The man with the bulbous nose glanced at Wang Yaozu, then chuckled and spoke with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Tsk."

"Let me introduce you, this person is called Yuan Jingui, he's a member of the Quanxing sect."

"His nickname is Nagakura no Miki."

"Hehe, let me explain to you what 'long-naked wild dry' means."

"Someone who barks like a mad dog."

Wang Yaozu glanced at Yuan Jingui and continued speaking.

You can call him Yuan Jingui, or Wild Dog, it's fine.

"Hehehe."

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's introduction, Yuan Jingui was not angry; instead, he laughed.

You have to call me "Uncle-Master".

"Yeah, a stray dog."

Upon hearing Yuan Jingui's words, Jingming grinned and then laughed.

"Haha, that's bold."

"Old Wang, you truly are your disciple. It would be a waste of your talent if you didn't join the Quanxing Sect with you."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Yuan Jingui grinned and put his hand on Wang Yaozu's shoulder, but his small eyes were glancing at Jingming.