Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

As he spoke, Li Muxuan raised his hand high, his face shining brightly.

"Whose child is this? Watching the show, don't block other people's view with your hand!"

Before Jingming could speak, a reprimand came from behind him.

"I'll make it up to you!"

Hearing the words behind him, Li Muxuan took out a few copper coins from his front pocket without turning his head and tossed them behind him.

He looks like a spoiled brat from a wealthy family.

"In short, I will definitely become an apprentice of that Great Ying Immortal!"

Li Muxuan turned his head and said to Jingming with a confident expression,

"Then you'll become my senior, and I'll have you serve me tea and water!"

"You're probably going to be disappointed."

Seeing the hopeful look in Li Muxuan's eyes, Jingming shook his head slightly and directly discouraged Li Muxuan.

"why?"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan's expression hardened, and he adopted a serious demeanor.

Before Patriarch Bodhi taught Sun Wukong the Dharma, Sun Wukong had spent seven years carrying water and chopping wood.

"I don't think you can chop wood and carry water for seven years."

"You're just a little kid who's not even six years old yet."

Jingming rolled his eyes, lay back down on the wooden chair, and casually reached out to pull a handful of melon seeds from the coffee table between the chairs next to him.

"You don't do the same!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan retorted indignantly.

“I’m different from you; I can directly inherit the Trinity Sect.”

Jingming raised an eyebrow and winked at Li Muxuan.

"You're lying! I don't believe you!"

Upon hearing Jingming's blunt words, Li Muxuan couldn't help but shout loudly.

"You didn't immediately refute my statement that you couldn't last seven years."

"It seems you do have some self-awareness."

"If you really want to join the Trinity School, it's not too late to start changing your mind now."

Looking at Li Muxuan, who was staring at him with teary eyes, Jingming spoke slowly.

"What supports what you are doing now is your family's wealth and influence. What if you lose your family's wealth and influence?"

"Cultivation is about discarding these things and facing yourself nakedly."

"With your condition, I can't be sure about other sects, but you won't be able to join the Sanyi Sect."

Jingming rested his hands on the armrests of the chair, sitting there with an air of nonchalance, and turned to look at Li Muxuan.

With a calm expression, if Shuiyun were here, she would definitely complain that Jingming at this moment is just like a miniature version of Zuo Ruotong!

"impossible!"

"I'm so smart, so..."

"So you can really understand people's hearts?"

Li Muxuan's voice trembled, and Jingming immediately added the next sentence for him.

"Those who manipulate people's hearts will inevitably be manipulated by people's hearts."

"Dog Egg, you are really smart. The teacher in the private school said that if it were in his time, you would definitely be a candidate for the imperial examination."

"But he was only a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations)."

"Among the Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations), there are outstanding individuals such as Bangyang, Tanhua, Zhuangyuan, and even the genius who achieved the triple crown in the imperial examinations."

"You are not unique."

Jingming squinted at the opera troupe members who were returning to the stage and spoke slowly.

"Since ancient times, those who are good at swimming have drowned, and those who are good at riding have fallen. Each of them has brought disaster upon themselves because of their own preferences."

"Those who play with fire will get burned."

After saying that, Jingming stopped talking.

That was all he had to say; he believed Li Muxuan would understand.

After all, Li Muxuan was different from ordinary children; he was precocious.

If it weren't for his special circumstances, he would have been someone Li Muxuan would have played with in this town.

"Hmph, easier said than done."

Listening to Jingming's sermon, Li Muxuan snorted and sat down in his chair.

"They said it was me who said it, but they didn't expect me to do it."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Jingming glanced at Li Muxuan, then stopped talking and quietly watched the performance on the stage.

At this point, the opera troupe had already begun performing the play that involved passing five challenges.

Jingming was watching the opera, observing the movements and expressions, but he didn't notice that Li Muxuan's eyes were darting around in the chair.

"Heh, all talk and no action. Today I'm going to show everyone your true colors!"

Watching the Guan Dao being wielded on the stage, a plan came to Li Muxuan's mind.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 7 Backstage Trouble

"I'd like to see if you can put your words into action."

"If it were possible, I wouldn't mind changing it!"

Li Muxuan looked at the people on the stage making their own noises, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Even if they find out, so what? I'm just a child!

"it is good!"

"What a magnificent feat of overcoming five obstacles and defeating six generals!"

The opera had just finished another act, and the surrounding area erupted in applause.

"Hehe, Zhao Dezhu, I've heard that every opera troupe has some kind of mystical knowledge."

"You are a disciple of the Sanyi Sect, shall we go and take a look?"

As the curtain fell, Li Muxuan leaned over to Jingming's side and spoke to her.

"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, and do not cause trouble."

Upon hearing Li Muxuan's words, Jingming glanced at him sideways, signaling him to shut up.

"Let's go in and take a look. I've heard that the troupe leader is very famous."

“I can get him to perform a show just for my dad.”

"That way he can earn more money, right?"

Li Muxuan sat at the coffee table next to the chair, holding Jingming's arm, and pleaded with him.

"Do as you please."

"Remember to be polite."

Seeing Li Muxuan acting like a spoiled child, Jingming raised an eyebrow, then put his hand to his forehead and said helplessly.

In the end, he still treated Li Muxuan as his younger brother.

"Hehe, then I'm going to find the troupe leader."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan grinned and jumped off the chair.

"Be smart, if anything seems amiss, remember to slip away quickly."

Watching Li Muxuan run away, Jingming whispered a word of advice.

The sound, however, clearly reached Li Muxuan's ears.

Li Muxuan simply waved his hand and then disappeared behind the stage.

"Dong dong qiang! Dong dong~ qiang!"

As the sounds of gongs and drums resounded in Jinba, the final act of the Ancient City Festival began to unfold before everyone's eyes.

"Why hasn't that kid come back yet?"

Looking at the Ancient City Festival, which was already halfway through its performance in the stands, Jingming couldn't help but frown.