Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Could it be that I've gotten myself into trouble?"

Jingming rubbed his temples and turned to speak to a servant-like figure standing behind him.

"Go back and tell Uncle Li that Li Gou Dan has probably gotten into trouble again this time."

"And most likely they've offended someone they shouldn't have."

Looking at the servant who belonged to Li Muxuan, Jingming whispered an instruction.

"Yes, Young Master Zhao, I will go back and tell the master right away."

Hearing Jingming's solemn expression, the servant dared not linger and, amidst the complaints of the crowd, ran off towards the Li residence.

Jingming then got up and walked towards the backstage area of ​​the opera.

Upon arriving backstage, Jingming saw a group of people gathered around.

There was a piece of colored ceramic shards scattered on the ground, which looked like part of some kind of statue.

“Master, we’ve found out. This child belongs to a wealthy family surnamed Li in this town.”

"He's a complete devil."

"This brat broke the statue of Patriarch Huaguang, his family must come and apologize!"

Then Jingming heard such a voice and felt relieved.

Thus, this opera troupe can be considered a legitimate opera troupe, without engaging in any side business.

Li Muxuan's life was spared.

With that thought in mind, Jingming subtly prepared to leave.

Since he won't die, let's make Li Muxuan suffer more.

Smashing the statue of Master Huaguang is no different from slapping someone in the face.

"Zhao Dezhu, save me!"

However, the people surrounding the area did not notice Jingming's arrival, but Li Muxuan, who was beaten and lying on the ground, saw Jingming through the gaps in the crowd.

Then, as if seeing a savior, he cried out.

"You're finished! My brother is a member of the Trinity Sect!"

"He will avenge me!"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Li Muxuan was still drawing hatred towards Jingming.

Hearing Li Muxuan's cry for help, the members of the opera troupe also spotted Jingming.

Jingming could only shake his head helplessly, then cupped his hands in a respectful bow to the crowd.

"I can't be considered a disciple of the Sanyi Sect; I just know a few of the senior brothers there."

"Besides, he and I are neighbors living next door, not brothers."

Jingming completely absolved himself of any responsibility.

"Brother, don't boost the enemy's morale and diminish our own!"

"When have the disciples of the Sanyi Sect ever been afraid of a mere opera troupe?"

Jingming wanted to explain, but Li Muxuan wouldn't let him.

"Little bald guy, aren't you supposed to be a fighter?"

"I've never practiced martial arts, but my brother has. If you're so capable, why don't you spar with my brother a couple of times!"

Then Li Muxuan turned his head and looked at a child who was holding a red-tasseled spear to his chest and shouted.

"Hmph, even if they are from the Sanyi Sect, they cannot be so arrogant after damaging the statue of our Huaguang Patriarch!"

Seeing Li Muxuan's arrogant and defiant look, the bald man exerted force and struck Li Muxuan's arm with his red-tasseled spear.

Li Muxuan winced in pain.

it is good!

Seeing this, Jingming couldn't help but laugh.

Li Gou Dan has finally met his match, hasn't he?

"Quickly kowtow and apologize to me!"

The bald-headed man slammed his red-tasseled spear into the ground, his imposing manner showing no sign of weakness.

"Hmph, why should I!"

"It's just a statue, I'll give you ten or a hundred of them!"

"Will you kowtow and apologize to me then?"

Li Muxuan clutched his arm, his face contorted as he cried out.

"Alright, Li Muxuan!"

Seeing the change in expression on everyone's face, Jingming had no choice but to speak up.

He could tell that this was not an ordinary statue of the Huaguang Patriarch.

Because he saw some still-sparkling specks of color on the broken porcelain shards.

This should be a ritual implement, a ritual implement that has been worshipped and consecrated by this opera troupe every day.

"Humph!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan snorted coldly but remained silent, staring intently at the bald boy in front of him.

"Seniors, we were wrong in this matter."

"Gentlemen, let's draw our own conclusions. Whatever it may be, we'll accept it."

Jingming cupped his hands again and looked at an elderly man in the center of the room who was smoking a pipe.

"Are you really a member of the Trinity Sect?"

The older man smacked his lips on the pipe, then exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"I dare not force a connection with the Sanyi Sect. I only have some slight ties with the Sanyi Sect."

"His family is the same; they have a good relationship with the Sanyi Sect."

Jingming answered the elder's question and also clarified the relationship between Li Muxuan's family.

"If it were an ordinary idol, it wouldn't matter if it were broken."

"But this statue is different."

"Since you are a cultivator, you should know the significance of a magical artifact."

"Shouldn't you also know the importance of a magic weapon that is related to the sect's inheritance?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 8 Forcing Li Muxuan to Kneel

"Even if the Great Immortal of Daying were here, he would still have to give me an explanation!"

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"Their family is rich!"

Jingming paused for a moment, then pointed at Li Muxuan and spoke.

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"It's not as simple as just losing money."

“If we want money, we can do whatever we want.”

The elder shook his head and then rejected Jingming's suggestion.

"Then how does Senior intend to resolve this matter?"

Upon hearing the other party's words, Jingming frowned, and then spoke.

Surely we can't kill Li Muxuan?

"You two children can't make this decision. Let's wait for the adults to come."

The older man shook his head, knocked the ash out of his pipe, and said in a low voice.

"I think the child's family will be here soon."

"Liu Qing, pack your things away."

"Okay, Master!"

Hearing the old man's words, the bald boy snorted and walked to the side, carrying his red-tasseled spear.

Even without the bald kid pressing him down, Li Muxuan grimaced and struggled to his feet.

"Humph!"

Looking in the direction of the bald boy, Li Muxuan snorted heavily, then came to Jingming's side.