Son of Deity, Saintess

Man Ye rubbed his iron-pot sized fist and grinned. "Who wouldn't have extraordinary talents to have become a Banner Lord of the Nether Heavenly Palace? But, how many of them have become saints?"

Zhao Wuliang said, "The Banner Lords of the Nether Heavenly Palace are surely all talents, but none of them has a saint body."

"Is there a person who has the saint body among the candidates today?"

Man Ye was obviously surprised. His eyes opened widely like two big copper bells.

Zhang Wuliang nodded, "The son of the disciple of the Discipline King Chengxu, Baiyu, has a saint body of Flying Fairy. Not only has he made great achievements in the Way of Sword, but also has a much faster speed than other monks at his state because of his special body structure."

Then Zhao Wuliang stretched a finger to point at a handsome young man in the crowd. "That's him."