Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Coming to his senses, Jingming rubbed his eyes and smiled at Li Muxuan.

"Let's go. Everyone else looks so eager, but you don't seem to care at all."

Li Muxuan curled his lips and gestured slightly with his chin to the opera troupe members who were going to have a big meal.

What we take for granted is something others may find difficult to possess.

"Dog Egg, read more books. The more you read, the more you will gradually understand."

Jingming smiled and then quickly walked towards the group of opera troupe members.

"Just as my father said, we are destined to be connected with the Trinity Sect."

"You're wasting your talents by not becoming a Taoist priest!"

Li Muxuan shook his head, then quickly followed after him.

This time, Zhao's father invited Li's father to accompany them at the banquet.

However, due to the large number of attendees, the atmosphere at the banquet was much more lively than last time.

The guests and hosts alike were all in high spirits, clinking glasses and enjoying themselves.

For the next two days, Jingming went to the opera troupe every day to ask Master Huang for advice or to receive "guidance" from Xia Liuqing.

Once Zhao's father was ready, Jingming bid farewell to everyone and set off with Zhao's father's caravan.

On the fifth day after leaving the town, Jingming sat on the shaft of a mule cart and entered a mountain.

Hiss!

The two mules pulling the cart at the very front of the procession suddenly let out a neigh and spun around in circles, refusing to move forward.

"Two men, take your weapons and go check things out ahead. Remember, be careful."

Then Zhao's father's voice rang out.

"Father, what happened?"

Jingming jumped down from Mule Cart Mountain and came to Zhao's father's side to ask.

"Judging from the situation, there seems to be something ahead."

Upon hearing Jingming's question, Zhao's father replied to Jingming with a serious expression.

This wasn't his first time doing business, nor was it his first time in the mountains. For the mule to be so startled, it would take four people to hold it back; there must be a large vehicle ahead.

"Master Zhao, there are two dead bodies ahead."

"It looks like he just died recently, and his death was gruesome; his internal organs had been removed."

After an incense stick had burned, two men wearing felt hats returned and reported to Zhao's father.

"His internal organs were removed?"

Upon hearing the report, Zhao's father frowned.

Wild beasts, or even humans, don't go so far as to remove a person's internal organs when they kill.

"Any other discoveries?"

Father Zhao instructed everyone to be on guard and continued to ask questions.

"Mr. Zhao, we haven't found anything else besides that."

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance, then shook their heads simultaneously.

"Take two more people with you and go check out the specifics of the situation."

Mr. Zhao frowned, then spoke.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 25 The Mountain Lord of the Ghosts

As soon as Zhao's father uttered these words, Jingming saw the black aura surging on Zhao's father's forehead.

Could the calamity the teacher spoke of be here?

Jingming frowned and looked into the mountains and forests.

This is a mountain path. Judging from the growth of the weeds along the roadside, it is frequently used by people.

Then Jingming glanced again at the mules in the procession that had calmed down.

The beast that could cause such unease among the animals at that time was no ordinary ferocious beast.

Thinking of this, Jingming's eyes flashed, and he used his [Observation] ability to look into the forest.

"Master, it's bad, Master!"

Soon, a person came running back in a panic.

"what happened?!"

Seeing the man fall in a panic, Zhao's father instinctively went to help him up.

However, Jingming grabbed her robe.

"Third son, Fourth son, and the others were killed by a tiger!"

Seeing that Zhao's father did not move, the man got up from the ground and staggered toward Zhao's father.

"Stand still and don't move!"

Jingming's eyes flashed, and then he shouted loudly.

"What's wrong, Zhu'er?"

Hearing Jingming's reprimand, Zhao's father looked down at Jingming beside him with a puzzled expression.

"Dad, something's not right with this person!"

Jingming said in a low voice.

[Observe] Tell him that the person in front of him is different from those of them who are standing still.

"Chen Ge, don't come any closer!"

Upon hearing his son's words, Mr. Zhao frowned, but ultimately chose to believe him.

Moreover, Chen Ge can still report the situation while standing still.

"Master, there's still hope for Third Son and Fourth Son. Please send someone with me to rescue them immediately."

As if he hadn't heard Zhao's father's words, Chen Ge continued walking, muttering to himself.

He seemed to have been startled and began to speak incoherently.

"stop!"

However, Zhao's father frowned and whispered a rebuke.

Despite this, Chen Ge continued walking towards them.

"Guards, stop Chen Ge!"

Zhao's father frowned deeply and whispered something.

Given his relationship with these people, Chen Ge could not disobey his orders.

"be careful!"

Then, Zhao's father gave the two people who were walking forward a few more instructions.

“I understand, sir.”

The man smiled, and then he and another person bowed and crept towards Chen Ge.

"Oh my god!!"

However, the two then let out a gasp and collapsed to the ground.

Without the two people stopping him, Chen Ge came to the front of the crowd.

Reaching the edge of the dense forest, in the dappled sunlight, the group witnessed a terrifying scene.

Chen Ge's clothes were tattered, his chest was open, and the flesh inside was rolled up to the side. Underneath the swaying clothes, several ribs could be faintly seen rubbing against each other.

Whoosh!

The mules, which had just calmed down, started to get restless again, and this time it was all the mules in the team that started to act this way.

"Everyone, grab your weapons, be on alert!!"

"Ow!"

As Zhao's father exclaimed in surprise, a tiger's roar, like the clash of metal, followed!

"Master, hurry and save San'er and Si'er!"

However, Chen Ge still seemed unaware of his current state and continued to stagger towards Zhao's father.

"Chen Ge, close your eyes, you're already dead!!"

Zhao's father's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted loudly.